Chapter 32
Starring: Taylor Swift, Selena Gomez, Ariel Winter, Emma Watson, Maisie Williams, Sophie Turner, Natalie Dormer, Felicity Jones, Hayley Atwell, Daisy Ridley and Doutzen Kroes
AMSTERDAM, THURSDAY, 04.30 CEST
After the latest wave of cumshots, the partygoers took a short break. Pills were popped and lines were snorted. Drinks were sunk and shots were necked, expensive hors d'oeuvres consumed. Then, with thirsts quenched and energy levels replenished, the A-list orgy was back under way. Daisy Ridley dropped to her knees and choked down a long black cock, while Hayley Atwell wrapped her tits around a white one beside her.
Once the cocks were nicely lubed up and stiff as a board once more, the fucking commenced, and, for this second act of wild all-star rutting, the anus was the hole of choice. Indeed, nigh on every celebrity in the high class brothel had a dick up her butt in no time at all; the tireless band of chiseled male escorts ploughing away at a plethora of peachy, round asses as a rampant rectal reamfest ensued. Sophie Turner was knelt on a futon, her supple rear thrust up in the air as a ripped white stud ploughed her backdoor. Elsewhere, a black guy was sat back on one of the couches; Emma Watson working her tight, pink asshole up and down his dong while Natalie Dormer sucked on his balls.
Lotte watched on from reception. She flicked from one camera to the next, a bullet vibrator buzzing at her clit as she surveyed her illicit live stream. Then, something caught her eye in the corner of the screen. The view counter, which since minute one had been scrolling so rapidly that she could scarcely keep track, was suddenly rising at a fraction of its previous pace. In fact, over the last 60 minutes, the stream count had risen by a mere 36 viewers; a drop in the ocean when compared to the 600,000+ that had joined in the hour before.
Lotte was perplexed. She switched from camera to camera; the brothel owner searching desperately for the source of the problem. After fifteen minutes of diligent scouring, Lotte was still none the wiser. As far as she could tell, everything was ticking along nicely. Selena Gomez was being anally spitroasted by a pair of long, girthy cocks. Felicity Jones sucked a thick black dong right out of Maisie Williams’ asshole. Nothing out of the ordinary.
Then, she spotted the culprit. Lotte zoomed in on one of the camera angles and, sure enough, there they were. One of the women, possibly Taylor Swift, appeared to be filming the orgy on her phone. Well, that would explain the halt in the view count. After all, why would people pay her extortionate fees when they could witness the action for free?
A visit to Miss Swift’s Twitter profile confirmed her suspicions. At the top of the feed were numerous videos that had been retweeted by the singer herself; every one of the illicit clips shot by Taylor in the selfie style and depicting a great number of sex acts, each wider and more debauched than the last. In one, Ariel Winter was deepthroating a long black cock while Taylor sucked on the balls. In a second, Taylor was giving a guy a rimjob while Doutzen Kroes sucked his dick, while in another, a man prized his dong from Daisy Ridley’s asshole and fed it straight into the popstar’s mouth.
Lotte scrolled down, and after countless retweeted clips with even lewder content, the Dutch madame found what she was looking for. Some way down the feed, but posted less than two hours ago (and retweed over a million times) was a link to a Periscope stream entitled Orgy in the ‘Dam. Lotte was incensed. Her brothel was a social media-free zone. There were signs everywhere stating that very fact. And millions of Internet users across the globe knew exactly why.
After all, Lotte had made a small fortune on the illicit live streams that she shared online almost every single night. The girls’ tour guide, Doutzen Kroes, was a regular fixture of said broadcasts. In fact, numerous recordings of giant, all-girl orgies and seven, eight or ten on one gangbangs featuring the former Victoria’s Secret model had done the rounds in cyberspace in just the past month, each of the illicit streams netting Lotte a tidy sum along the way. But with Miss Kroes’ celebrity friends in tow, this latest stream looked set to put the brothel owner amongst the pantheon of the richest people the country, the continent, heck- the world had to offer.
But Taylor Swift’s online antics had put paid to that. The view counter at the bottom of the screen was now entirely stationary. In fact, it had been a good 20 minutes since it had ticked over as much as one solitary digit. Upon clicking on the link it was clear to see why. Indeed, Taylor’s stream offered an up close and personal view of the action, something Lotte’s wall-mounted security cameras couldn’t provide.
Taylor was circling the room from one celeb to the next; filming and joining in with their frantic, ceaseless rutting before moving onto the next. By this point, women were getting stuffed full of dong left, right and centre. Some had two cocks in their vagina, while others had one in the pussy and one in their ass. But regardless of the configuration, Taylor was close at hand to assist with their deep dual dicking in any way she could.
When Natalie Dormer was taking two long, veiny wangs up her snatch, Taylor added to the stimulation by sticking a thick glass buttplug up her ass. As Ariel Winter was stuffed to the brim with giant black cocks, Taylor helped her get off by choking her and slapping her face. But the primary focus of her attention was clearly Doutzen Kroes, and no matter how many times Taylor encircled the room she always returned to the stunning Dutch model; regularly joining in with her two-pronged antics as she shared it with her online fans.
By this stage, two black men, Leroy and Marvin, had Miss Kroes hoisted up into the air; the blonde beauty sandwiched between their shredded dark bodies as drove their fat twin dongs into both her holes. Taylor filmed from the sidelines; the popstar hollering encouragement from behind her camera phone as she streamed the action online.
As she was with all things of a sexual nature, Taylor, it turned out, was a natural at recording people fuck. In fact, she was operating her camera phone like an award-winning smut peddler; the fair-haired songstress perfectly framing the action and regularly moving in for close ups as the three Netherlands natives banged like wild animals before her. By now, Leroy and Marvin were tossing Doutzen up and down between their chiseled frames; the dark-skinned duo piercing her time and again on their meaty black cocks, their swollen heads probing her g-spot and tunneling into her colon with each pass.
“You like getting fucked like that, Doutzen?” Taylor asked from behind the camera, the wannabe director moving in for a close up of Miss Kroes’ sweaty, lust-screwed face as she was double dicked furiously from beneath.
“I love it!” Doutzen screamed back. “I love getting fucked by these FAT BLACK COCKS!!!”
She certainly seemed to be enjoying herself. But Taylor wasn’t going to let the randy catwalk model have all the fun, and as Doutzen came on the two dark schlongs a third time, Taylor crawled underneath her and prized them from her holes. Taylor turned the camera on herself as she got in on the act; the blonde babe sucking each of the thick dark prongs right down to the base, cleaning Doutzen’s juices from the shafts, before returning them from whence they came.
But she wasn’t done yet and as Doutzen was slammed full of girthy black cock, Taylor regularly grew tired of merely filming the action and proceeded to join in as much as she could. She made out with all three of them; the horny singer pointing the camera at herself as she exchanged kisses with fashion models and male prostitutes alike. She gobbled at Leroy and Marvin’s bulging, oversized balls, tongued at their assholes and sucked their dicks right out of Doutzen’s holes.
Doutzen came time and again as Leroy and Marvin’s girthy twin prongs thrust up inside her; nigh on every pass of the coal-dark wangs igniting a bone-shaking climax from the depths of her toned frame. And though she clearly needed little help in the achievement of her orgasms, Taylor was close at hand to assist and encourage her nonetheless.
“Cum for me, slut!” Taylor barked at one stage, the amateur director choking her onscreen talent as Leroy and Marvin drilled their lengthy black cocks into the depths of her holes. “Leak your cum all over those big black dicks!”
Doutzen was doing just that and more. In fact, the runway model had been oozing girlspunk over both the twin dark schlongs from the get go; a detail of which Taylor was well aware, having slurped up most of the sweet ladygoo herself. And, soon enough, it wasn’t just the female third of the trio that Taylor was encouraging to cum. Before long, Taylor was on her feet; nibbling on Leroy and Marvin’s earlobes and clasping handfuls of their firm, well-muscled ass cheeks as she enticed the black duo to blow their creamy wads.
“You gonna cum for me, boys?” she purred. “You gonna empty those big black balls in her tight, twin fuckholes?”
“Uh-huh,” Leroy grunted, his handsome dark features screwed beyond belief as he fought to retain his load.
“I didn’t hear you, big boy.”
“JA!” he bellowed. “I’m gonna fucking cum!!”
Taylor grinned. “That’s what I wanted to hear. Girls,” she said, pointing two manicured fingers at Emma Watson and Maisie Williams, “over here.”
Emma and Maisie did as instructed; the British starlets hurrying over to the wannabe director like army cadets reporting for duty.
“Get down and lick these asses,” Taylor ordered, pointing down at Leroy and Marvin’s chiseled black rears. “I want these guys to blow like they’ve never blown before!”
Emma and Maisie squatted behind Leroy and Marvin respectively; the brown-haired beauties prizing apart their twin sets of sculpted dark ass cheeks and burying their faces inside.
“UGH! FUCK!” the guys grunted in unison as two equally wet, equally skilled tongues lapped at their stripwaxed butts.
They continued to throw Doutzen up and down their dongs; their thick black cocks throbbing like nobody’s business as they were rectally probed by a pair of slick red tongues. Emma and Maisie bobbed their heads in perfect synchronicity; the English sluts tonguefucking the two black escorts like their lives depended on it. Taylor filmed the whole thing from closeby; the singer regularly moving in for close ups of Emma and Maisie rimming their chosen black stud, and of Doutzen’s pretty face as their girthy dark schlongs pulsed in both her holes.
One final plunge of Emma and Maisie’s tongues into their assholes, and Leroy and Marvin could hold off no longer. They blew their beans at precisely the same time; matching looks of strain and exertion stretching across their faces as they blew equally hot, equally thick wads of creamy black semen into Doutzen’s ass and pussy alike.
“Mmm! SHIT!” Doutzen purred, the blonde beauty cumming yet again as twin loads of virile seed flooded her vagina and rectum in equal measure.
“Hold her there, guys,” Taylor instructed, the randy songstress dropping down between their thighs once more. She held her phone aloft in the selfie style; framing the shot as best she could as she gaped her pouty pink lips. “OK boys,” she said, “pull out those cocks!”
Leroy and Marvin prized their dicks from Doutzen’s spunk-filled holes; twin messes of gloopy, thick seed slopping out of both orifices and straight into Taylor’s waiting mouth. But she wasn’t finished yet, and no sooner had Taylor caught both loads between her lips, had she crawled out from between the two black studs and beckoned over her celebrity girlfriends. Leroy and Marvin lowered Doutzen to the ground, and she, Emma and Maisie joined Taylor for a fourway cumswap that even the most imaginative of porno writers couldn’t have dreamt up.
Taylor pointed the camera at herself as Emma parted her lips beneath her. She spat out the cum; her transatlantic pal catching the gloopy mess between her lips and passing it on once more. The girls passed the seed back and forth, to and fro, from Emma to Doutzen, Doutzen to Maisie, Maisie back to Taylor; the A-list sluts regularly changing direction and altering the order along the way. Several minutes and numerous spunkswaps later, the girls had equal measures of the creamy black seed pooling in their open mouths. They closed their lips in perfect synchronicity and swallowed their shares; the girls meeting for a fourway kiss to wrap up.
Lotte was coming down from her tenth orgasm of the night as Taylor and pals locked lips on the unsanctioned live stream. She looked up at her computer screen to see that, after seven fuck-filled hours, the all-star orgy had finally come to an end. Lotte’s team of sculpted gigolos gathered their discarded boxers and headed for the rear door. Taylor and her A-list pals took to the couches; sipping from cocktails and sparking up blunts as day dawned in the city of Amsterdam.
But Taylor’s post-fuck relaxation was short lived. She was taking a lengthy hit on a thick, tightly-rolled joint when the main doors flew open. The girls looked up en masse as Lotte stormed into the room; a suggestive-looking satin teepee pitched in the crotch of her expensive black slip nightgown.
“You!” she barked, pointing at Taylor Swift. “I saw you! Can’t you fucking read?!” She pointed at the sign on the wall beside her. “No. Social. Media. Do you have any idea how much money your little live stream cost me?!”
“What?” said Taylor, bemused. “Wait, you were recording us?!”
“Damn right I was recording you! And your stupid stream cost me millions of viewers!”
“Oh, well, I’m sorry. I didn’t realise you were…” Taylor replied. She reached for her clutch bag and took out her credit card. “Can I pay you for…?”
“Oh, you’re going to pay, alright,” Lotte snapped, cutting her off. She whipped up the hem of her nightie. A long jet black dildo was strapped to her waist; the plastic fucktoy sporting girth that made her band of escorts look like they had 2B pencils tucked away in their shorts. She grinned devilishly, gripping the prosthetic cock at the base. “You’re gonna pay with that tight little ass!”
End of Chapter 32