All of the following is complete and total fiction. Not a word of it occurred, nor would it.
All-Star College
By MrMaxLord
(MF, MFM, MFF, Oral, Anal, DP)
Featured celebs: Camila Mendes, Lili Reinhart, Madchen Amick, Peyton R. List, Taylor Swift, Laura Marano, Selena Gomez, Dove Cameron, Bella Thorne, Camila Cabello, Kira Kosarin, Hailee Steinfeld, Sabrina Carpenter
"Oh YES!" Camila Mendes cried out. "Mmm fuck just like that Jose!" She and Jose were in the front seat of his van and Camila was getting the ride of a lifetime. His hands were on her ass and hers on his knees, stabilizing herself as she leaned back.
They had just come from Jose and Jake's latest match. Despite being front row, Cami didn't see much of it, what with covering her eyes and all. But once it was over, the crowd was roaring. He did that. Sure, Jake helped...but her man did that. She'd never been with a guy like him before. She was proud.
Conversely, Jose had definitely never been with a woman like Camila, who despite their initial war of words, turned out to be the single most caring woman he'd ever been with. Supportive and passionate.
Also, the two were each other's best lay, bar none, which while not the biggest deal certainly helped matters.
The moment Jose stepped out of the locker room Cami had greeted him with a big kiss. Then, without letting Lili or Jake know where they were going, the rushed to his van. The initial plan was to get something to eat, but the urge to pull over to the side of the road and have dessert first grew to be a bit too much for either to contend with.
Dessert had only just started and the two were in a heated frenzy. No need for a slow pace when they this turned on by each other.
Cami sped up, her moans becoming a symphony of eroticism that drove Jose insane. He pulled her tight, his face right against her chest. Her chest, regrettably, was still covered by her shirt. Camila quickly remedied this, tossing her shirt to the back of the van.
With her flesh exposed, Jose's mouth went right to her breasts, worshiping them to Cami's delight. Her arms wrapped around him, pressing his face tight to her chest while she motions slowed down, now grinding her hips and rolling Jose's cock.
"Fuuuck Cami.." Jose moaned. He badly wanted to look her right in her beautiful brown eyes but the pleasure he was feeling made that a tough proposition, the sensations making him throw his head back and shut his eyes tight.
"Oh...oh fuck yes Jose... Mmmm, just keep going...don't even think about stopping..." Cami braced her arms on the van's ceiling, using it to push herself down harder and faster. They were in the home stretch, and it was time to put the van's shocks to even more of a test than they'd been having so far.
"Oh... oh, Jose... oh.. oh, I'm gonna cum!" she cried out, surprising both herself and Jose. Her body froze and Jose held her tight, thrusting up into her as Cami's orgasm rolled through her like a tidal wave.
"In me..." Cami said, her voice shaky but still energetic. A seductive little smile was on her face, still lost in an orgasmic haze. "Cum in me baby..."
"Oh CAMI!" shouted Jose, keeping Cami close as he shot into her, the two of them locked in embrace as Jose's cock pulsed inside of her. "Ohhhh... oh baby..."
"Mmm hmmm." she replied. Camila got off of him and cuddled close to him, both of them basking in the afterglow of it all. "I love you."
"I love you," he said back. And it was true for both of them. For as young as their relationship was, they knew exactly how they felt. Not even Lili and Jake had said those three words to each other yet.
And it didn't happen under grand circumstances the first time it was said. They were just watching a movie in Jose's bed, in his dorm room and he said it after Cami made a funny remark about the movie. She said it back. Done deal. It was the fact. They loved each other.
"Okay," she said. "Now it's time for dinner. I'm thinking two gigantic hero sandwiches. Everything under the sun on them. Toasted bread, melted cheese...then snuggle in my very uncomfortable twin bed in my dorm room. Lili and Jake have yours, so we're good for the night."
"Hero sandwiches?" he asked. "Still got that phallic craving I see. I don't know my own power."
"Yeah, keep thinking that Sweetface." Cami kissed him on the cheek then crawled to the back of the van, leaving her ass open for a playful smack from Jose. "Pull those pants up and get to driving. Mama wants dinner. You drive, I pay."
********
It wasn't a particularly hot night on campus, but things in Peter's dorm room were certainly getting heated. His girlfriend, Hailee Steinfeld, was on top of him. Their arms roaming each other bodies, pressed together passionately just as their lips were.
Neither were wearing shirts or pants, those being discarded long ago when they first decided on a more fun way to kill time while the short film they just finished editing rendered. They both had the same idea of what to do with that two hour wait time.
While most of their clothes were in a pile on the floor, the couple was still in their underwear, flesh to flesh save for some thin pieces of cotton.
Peter rolled Hailee over on to her back, giving her one more kiss on the lips before kissing his way down her body. Neck to breasts, breasts to her stomach, until her finally got to her crotch.
Hailee lifted her ass up, allowing him to pull her underwear down and toss them away. She looked down at him, smiling as she nodded her head. With the signal given loud and clear, Peter went for it.
"Ohhh... ooooohhhhh," she sighed. Hailee licked her full lips and arched her back. Her hands grasped the pillow her head laid as moans escaped her mouth while Peter's mouth worked on her down below.
She gripped his hair and he pulled her closer. There was no stopping them now, nothing in the world...except for repeated and loud knocking at the door.
"What the fuck?" Peter said. "GO AWAY! Kinda busy in here!"
"Just ignore it baby," Hailee said. "They'll go away." He nodded at her and went back to it. The knocking continued, but the couple continued to do their best to ignore it.
Eventually the knocking did stop, both of them letting out a happy laugh, totally relieved at the disappearance of the annoyance.
Sadly, one annoyance gave way to another as Peter's cell phone started ringing."Are you fucking kidding me?" he asked. "Seriously?"
Hailee reached for his phone to hand it to him, then winced when she saw the caller. "Fuck...just answer it," she said as she handed it off. "Then answer the door."
"What happened to they'll just go away?"
"Look at the caller ID." He did, and he winced too. It read : Selena Gomez.
"God damn it." Peter got up from the single most coveted spot in his entire world and put his pants back on. He made his way to the door with same kind of demeanor a kid does on their first day back to school after summer vacation.
He opened the door to a sight that would have made his heart flutter just a short time ago, Selena's smiling face. But now, he knew what that meant; she wanted something from him.
"Hi," she said, her voice still having that sweet and soothing tone. "Can I come in?"
"Actually, kind of busy right now." Peter replied. "What do you want?"
"Um...okay," she said, confused by his tone. "I just think it might be better if I came in...so we could discuss things."
"Well, maybe if you told me what you were talking about I'd be a lot nicer about letting you in and interrupting something very, VERY important."
"Just let her in," Hailee said from behind the door, her underwear back on as well as her shirt. Peter looked back at her for confirmation, Hailee just nodding, her face saying "just get it over with" in a way words would simply fail at.
"Who's that?" Asked Selena. The door was opened and she got the answer when she saw Hailee, the beautiful brunette pulling on her jeans as Selena entered the room.
"That's my girlfriend, Hailee." Peter replied. "Like I said, we were very busy. But now, that you're here, what do you want?"
"Since when do you have a girlfriend?" Selena asked, taking a seat.
"Well, about a month and a half officially. Which you probably would have known about if I had seen you at all since the semester began. But I get it, slimeballs take precedent."
"Okay..." Selena responded, more than a little taken aback by Peter's tone. "I'm here to discuss our holiday plans."
"What holiday plans?" asked Peter.
"You know, how you help me every year...or really whenever both of our parents decide they need to have a get together for whatever holiday they celebrate. And New Year's Eve is the old reliable one."
"Oh no...no no no. I'm out on this one. You're on your own this year Sel."
"Oh...you two have plans?"
"No, she's going to her dad's works' party and I'm still doing the parent thing. I'm just not playing the part of deflector shield so you don't have to explain your poor choices in men to your parents."
"Okay, that's going a little bit past passive in the aggressiveness," said Selena. "And I don't have bad taste in men."
"Well, if that's the case then bring Reggie and we'll see how wonderfully they react."
"...okay, fine. But all I'm saying is they hate all my boyfriends and like you, that's it. So... come on, please?"
Before Peter could respond, Hailee did it for him. "He'll do it," she said to the surprise of both Peter and Selena. "But there's a catch, and this is it. It's the last time. Never again. He does this for you, and it's done. To put it bluntly, I am not loaning out my boyfriend at yours or anyone else's whim. Not for something like this. So he does it this time, and that's it. Those are the terms. Deal?"
"Yeah... sure," Selena said. "But I want to say, it's not like we're going to be doing anything."
"Do you accept?" Hailee reiterated.
"Yeah. This is the final time." Selena got up and began to walk out, still a bit confused as to what had just gone on. "I really didn't mean to interrupt. See you later, Pete."
"Bye," Peter said. The moment Selena was out of the room Peter went back to Hailee, pulling her into an embrace so quick the brunette firebrand giggled. "Is it weird I found that hot...because that was totally hot."
"I'll let it pass," she smiled. The two shared a kiss, but before it went any further, Hailee backed off. "Sorry...she kind of killed the mood. Gonna head back to my room and crash early. Parents are picking me up tomorrow and I'm going to need some rest to deal with the barrage of boyfriend questions."
"It's okay," Peter said. "Totally get it. And I'm sorry that even happened."
"Well, at least I got you an out," Hailee said. She smiled and kissed him again. "Besides, all this means is when we come back for the next semester, we have to come a bit early so we can ravage each other before classes start. It's gonna be even easier with you and Sabrina getting an apartment...that's still happening right?"
"Oh yeah. We even found a place with an office we're going to use as an editing suite. Our only issue is who's getting the master bedroom. I think I deserve it because frankly I have a good credit score and Sabrina...well...she shouldn't have a card by most laws. Her argument is her and my bro need a lot of room to make fuck. Her words, not mine, and I think she should be punished for giving me that image of Ben by taking the smaller room."
"Ben's going to be in there too?"
"Yep. Three people chipping in is why we can get a place with an office."
"Think you guys could fit a fourth?" she asked, loosely wrapping her arms around Peter's neck. "Because I figure four people makes it even lower...and I can think of a lot of fun we could have sharing a room...if you want to, of course."
"Big time yes on my end."
"Well, then I guess we better get back even earlier...break in the new bed...and couch...and shower...so many things to break in." Hailee winked at him, and they kissed once more before her exit.
**********
While Selena was busy trying to to find cover for her boyfriend, Reggie himself was busy proving Peter's point about him being a scumbag. How was he doing that? He was getting a blowjob from Bella's blowjob queen, Kelli Berglund.
The two were in a restroom stall in the very empty university library. It was Kelli's preferred area of business while on campus, her office. She was Bella's blowjob queen for a reason. She loved sucking cock and it showed. Kelli loved the whole thing, fucking for money, men willing to pay the price she named for her body, it really turned her on. But there was something about sucking cock that drove her wild. Sometimes she'd even cum just from doing it. And Reggie was reaping all of those benefits, especially Kelli's demand that she worked nude except for her high heels.
"Oh fuck yes baby," Reggie said, looking down as Kelli feasted on his cock. "Suck it like a good whore...nnnggg all the way down..."
And she did just that, hungrily taking his cock in her throat to the root. She held there for a while, making Reggie absolutely weak in the knees and thankful for a wall to lean on. This was one of the many reasons Kelli loved sucking cock...the power she held while doing it. Some might have thought differently, but she was in total control of Reggie. He wanted release, and she could give it to him...when she wanted to and for the right price, of course.
He took his cock from Kelli hot mouth and began slapping it on her face, sending the cock hungry blonde into a frenzy. "FUCK YES!" she yelled. "Slap that cock all over my slutty fucking face...oh GOD yes just that that...ooooohhh treat me like the dirty little cock sucking whore I am!" Kelli loved the dirty talk. It was fun and it always ended up in a hefty tip...and the guy tended to shoot even more, which for her was another perk.
Kelli grabbed Reggie's cock and rubbed the stiff thing against her face and especially her lips, the noises coming from her mouth a wet sputtering. She grasped his cock and nearly forced it back into her mouth. Her vicious sucking resumed, her hand working and pumping the shaft as her head bobbed back and forth providing a hot and sensational sauna for Reggie's cock.
And then there was her tongue. Good god her tongue. It was almost break dancing on Reggie's dick, every move graceful and deliberate. Undulating just under the crown, swirling all over. It's not a job if you love what you do and Kelli couldn't help but have that love shine through.
Reggie once again removed his cock from Kelli mouth, the brought her to her feet. She smiled wide. She knew what was coming. She'd happy if it was just suck job that Reggie wanted, but that was never enough. Not for him.
He brought Kelli to her feet and immediately bent her over in the stall. Her hands planted firmly on the dirty tile as he rammed into her with one thrust. "OH FUCK YES!!!" she screamed. Getting filthy in a filthy bathroom, it didn't get much better for Kelli Berglund.
Reggie didn't take his time with a slow pace, this wasn't the time, place, or woman for that. They both understood that clear as crystal. He gripped her hips hard and took her cunt fast and Kelli moaned, licked her lips, and cried out in pleasure all with a big smile on her face.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck me...gimme that dick...oh fucking take that pussy but don't cum in it...don't you fucking dare....because every drop of that fucking cum is going on my face and in my mouth.... understand.... mmmm, fuck that cunt hard and raw but that cum is going on my fucking face!"
"I think I can swing that," Reggie said with a sneer. He grabbed a handful of Kelli's blonde locks and yanked her head back, eliciting a lustful laugh from the working girl.
"Yeah, fuck me dirty Reg," growled Kelli. "Fucking take this down and dirty whore...fuck yes... mmmm FUCK!" Reggie's mouth was at Kelli neck, kissing and nibbling so hard he left a hickey in his wake.
He signaled his impending orgasm with a few hard, deliberate strokes into Kelli's pussy, Kelli eliciting an erotic "Mmmmm" with a smile on her face. That smile opened once more to unleash cries of pleasure as Reggie sped up inside her once more, rocketing towards that inevitable end.
He pulled out of her and Kelli happily spun around, crouching and getting herself in position for his load.
Her eyes were focused on his cock, watching it pule and throb as he stroked it. "Oooh look at that cock...gonna gimme all that cum huh? All over my face...my tongue...maybe even drip down on my tits... I deserve every drop... mmmm, don't stop... give me every last drop... I earned it, didn't I?" Her voice was sexual, pleading, almost begging. Her hands roamed over her own tight body, giving him just as much a visual show as an aural one.
"Fuck here it comes!" Reggie sounded off, covering Kelli's face in cum as promised.
"OoooOOoooh, fuck yes...." she hissed, cumming as her face got covered in hot, white cum. Forehead, nose, cheeks, and that pink tongue got completely covered, Kelli reveling in the filthy ecstasy of it all.
As the rain of cum began to slow down, Kelli took his member back in her mouth, making sure to get every last drop before letting Reggie go free.
The moment he began to go soft, he was out of Kelli mouth and catching his breath, watching the show as Kelli hungrily scooped the cum from her face into her mouth, swallowing every drop of the precious fluid down.
"Fuck baby, you're worth every penny," Reggie said as he zipped back up. "Every fucking penny."
"Thanks," she said with a sarcastic half-smile. "Means a lot, even when its on the house." She got back to her feet and reach for her backpack on the hook of the door. She took at a super short and tight dress and began to put it back on. "Any other "business"?"
"Well, now that you mention it, yeah." He opened the stall door and the two walked out into the main area of the restroom. Reggie offered Kelli a cigarette, which she declined, then lit up, leaning against the sink. "I'm thinking of expanding the business. New frontiers. I need a solid foundation and can't think of too many better than you."
"Interesting." replied Kelli. "Does Bella know about this expansion?"
"Not yet," he laughed. He took a drag, the smoke bellowing out before he spoke again. "She will though, I can guarantee you that."
"Well, how about I think on it then?" Kelli asked, returning the smile. "Weigh my options until I get something a bit more substantial."
"Fine by me," he said. "There's always going to be a spot for you Kell. And until then, you have my number. See ya. And thanks for the good time." Reggie give her a wink then headed out the door, leaving Kelli to think on the offer...and how suspicious it was.
********
"Holy shit this is just what I needed," said Cami. Before her was a foot long hero, the works. Loaded with all the meats and veggies and cheeses that could fit on it and toasted to utter perfection. "I get super hungry after good sex."
"Well if you want after this we can get you nice and hungry again in the dorms," Jose said with a very eager grin.
"One thing at a time.' Cami smiled at him before taking a big bite of her sandwich. "Oh wow," she said, mouth full of heaven. "This place is awesome. Mark it down for whenever you have to make something up to me."
"You have something like that for me?"
"Of course I do Sweetface. It's called a blowjob."
"Very astute answer. Kudos." Camila pursed her lips and smiled.
"I fucking love you," she said.
"And on that note, what did you think of the match?" he asked, leaning forward as Camila froze, struggling for words.
"Well...I liked what I saw of it." she responded.
"Okay....what does that mean?"
"It means I liked what I saw until I had to cover my eyes...not that anything was bad Sweetface, nothing like that. It's just...you were doing super dangerous stuff again."
"It wasn't that bad."
"Hun, you got thrown through three tables stacked on top of each other. And the first one you went through nearly got you square on the neck. I saw that much before covering my eyes. I'm freak the fuck out when you do stuff like that, especially when it's all the time."
"It's not all the time."
"Jose, last week it was almost the exact same thing except it was two tables and they were on fire."
"Well then there you go, I don't do it all the time!"
"Babe, I'm being serious." Camila moved to take the seat right next to Jose, making him face her. "Look, before you even think it, this isn't me telling you to give up wrestling. I'm not that bitch, I don't get off on making my man give up his dream. Hell, when i watch you, well, when I can, even I have to say you're good. I don't even like wrestling but I know you've got something that could be huge. I just don't think you and Jake have to kill each other to get there, you know?"
"Yeah, I get it," Jose said. "And I gotta say, you're not wrong. But it's just kind of our thing. We dish out all the damage we take. Makes us look invulnerable."
"I kinda get that," Cami said. " But those guys you were up against, the jobsters?"
"Jobbers."
"Yeah, that. Isn't it their job to just lose and lose big? I guess I don't get why they even got to look remotely effective against you two. Wouldn't it make more sense for you guys to just steamroll them? Put them through the table and chairs and stuff. Makes you look more threatening, at least that's what I think. Save you doing that stuff for when you guys have a legit challenge. If that makes sense...I don't know."
"It makes a lot of sense actually. It's just, well, we've always done it this way. I guess we don't have to anymore. I mean we're known enough to get away with not bleeding in every match."
"Really?" Camila smiled, almost beaming with joy. "I mean, you know, if you want to, pitch it by Jake first and all...and don't do it just because of me. Do it for yourself. I wouldn't be mad if you did decide to work smarter and not harder."
"Doing anything smart would be a unique experience for me," Jose joked. "But I think I can pull it off."
"That's great!" Cami said. "And I totally forgive you already for not including me as the first smart thing you've ever done. But, just promise you're not just doing it for me. It has to be what you want for yourself."
"I do. Or rather, body has been demanding it and I've been ignoring it. And honestly Jake has kind of been on it too. So neither of you are wrong about wanting less blood and odds of me being a quadriplegic."
"Good...and while I try to erase the thought of you being crippled in the ring, I will make one, put my foot down kind of request."
"What's that?" Jose asked, taking her hand in his. "I'm up anything short of a lingerie pillow fight. Even I'm not that suicidal."
"Never, ever do anything with glass. Especially those fluorescent light tubes. I nearly puked when you showed me that match with them in them. Just...please, never that, even in the most dangerous matches you agree to, okay?"
"Oh that's an easy yes. I may be stupid but I'm not a total fucking idiot."
"Well obviously, look at who you're dating," Cami said, planting a kiss on his cheek before moving back to her seat. "Now, back to the main event."
"You're seriously going to slam that whole thing?"
"Sweetface, I get really hungry when I cum hard. So in a way, this is all your fault. SO it's up to you to think of the most fun way for me to work it off."
"I may have some ideas..."
********
"And just one more squeeze...and...perfect!" Madchen Amick said, excited glee in her voice. She had just putting the finishing touches on the holiday cookies she'd made for her class as a Christmas/End of semester.
It was a good group this year, all with a lot of promise. Even that re-haired girl Madelaine. She'd floundered at first, but she picked it up enough to earn herself a B.
As a reward for her class, she made them a bunch of cookies, each one of them getting one, personalized cookie in addition to the normal Christmas shapes.
Truth be told though, she always liked doing this every year. She loved teaching and she loved cooking and when to two came together, it was pretty much perfection in her eyes.
As she surveyed her work, her eyes went to the clock. 815. Almost time for the second part of her evening, the part she was really looking forward to. Vance.
Vance was both a student and an institution. Madchen and her husband had this agreement. Every semester, if BOTH of them discovered the right student, they'd have fun. Not an affair, not that at all. More like a very limited open relationship. If one found someone and the other didn't no dice. That was the deal and both stuck with it.
Surprisingly, despite being in completely different spectrums as far as education goes, they usually had very fun semester. Madchen's husband, being in the music department, always found some willing and free-spirited young lady for company and Madchen found a surprising amount of lovers in eager young chefs.
That's where Vance came in. He wasn't the first to catch her eye, that honor went to a handsome and skilled young man named Jared, who'd actually taken her class twice. He was up for the nomination until she saw he was crazy for that Madealine girl and decided to not pursue it. Madchen didn't want to have fun that way. Getting in the way of a potential relationship or an established one wasn't her style. Besides, she liked seeing her students get together, which Jared and Madelaine actually did. It made her feel good. She was a romantic softy if there ever was one.
Vance though, there was no such issue. He was free as a bird and that had lead to an amazing semester of sex for himself and Madchen. Tonight though, was the end. Both knew it, and accepted it. This was never going to be an on going thing. He wasn't looking for a girlfriend and she was very happily married. But still, for what it was, it was great while it lasted.
She put the cookies away and cleaned up in a flash. She still had five minutes to spare when she was lighting the candles and getting the wine. The moment both glasses were poured in he walked, confident strut and big grin.
"Right on time, Madchen said with a grin matching his in size and eagerness.
"You didn't think I'd be late for this, did you?" he asked pulled her close the moment she was in reach. Her leg brushed up against his inner thigh and she could feel his cock through his slack. He was already getting hard. She was turned on to know she wasn't the only one eager for this goodbye rendezvous.
"If you were I'd have to think of some way to really punish," she teased kissing his chin. "Luckily you're on time so no need for a spanking...at least for you."
She arched her eyebrow then moaned when his strong hands grasped her ass. "How much more prep time we need before we get cooking?"
"Who said anything about prep?" Madchen grabbed the glass of wine and drank it, then kissed Vance, dropping the wine into his mouth.
He softly moved her to the edge of the counter an lifted her up so she was sitting on the edge. He ran his hands up her skirt and her fit legs before reaching for her underwear. Their eyes locked as Vance tugged them off, tossing them aside.
He pulled back just for a moment to undo his pants, dropping them to his ankles before returning to Madchen.
"Ooooh," she said, the sound trailing of into a hiss as Vance entered her. He wrapped his arms around her as Madchen leaned back, bracing herself for the fun to come.
The pace was built face, their bodies even more starved for each other than they had thought. When their lips weren't locked, Madchen and Vance moans echoed off the walls.
Madchen leaned back further, laying down on the counter top. Vance's motion followed Madchen's firm body, his lips reigning from her breasts to her lips as he continued to drive into her.
Her back arched, a moan escaping her lips with every stroke. Vance's arms moved under her, grasping her shoulders as he sped up, lustful gasps of air escaping as grunts with every thrust. She wrapped her fit legs around him tightly, refusing him any kind of escape from her grasp, as if he even want such a thing.
Vance pulled Madchen back up, eyes locked. His arms moved under her legs, hooking them while also grabbing her firm ass. It was the homestretch for them both, their eyes telling the story.
Faster, more urgent, two bodies begging for release for the final time with each other. Madchen's nails began to dig into his back, Vance's breaths got more desperate, it was going to be a photo finish.
"Cum in me," she said, sparks in her eyes. "Shoot in me Vance... one more time, baby... ohh... fuck Vance..."
"Uh...uh...MADCHEN!!" yelled Vance. With a few more quick, desperate thrusts he came, shooting rope after rope of cum inside of her while moments later, Madchen came as well, her pussy clamping down and milking more cum from his cock.
They were both breathing deep, trying to recover from there respective orgasms. Vance leaned forward and kissed Madchen for the last time.
He moved back, pulling his pants up and Madchen hopped off the counter, straightening herself off as well. They exchanged glances, smiles on both of there faces. Vance was unsure of how to excuse himself this time, and Madchen feeling the same way about how to dismiss him. Then, an idea came into her head.
"So... how about a good bye cookie?" she said with a wink.
******
"...and that is one hundred seventy eight," Lili said. She dropped the latest thumbtack she pulled out of Jake's back into the plastic container to join the other ones. She was straddling him at the legs, and as she had done with every other thumbtack, kissed his neck as soon as it was removed. "Is this a personal record for you?"
"Twenty short, actually." he replied. "So, what's it like? Everything you dreamed of?"
"What are you talking about?" she asked.Before he could reply, Lili began applying rubbing alcohol on the tiny prick parks on his back, making him wince a little.
"Dating a pro wrestler. Is it all the glitz and glamour you expected?"
"Of course," she joked. "Living the dream. I can't wait to bandage of some barb wire wounds. That's pretty much an engagement ring if I know my customs." She leaned over to kiss his shoulder, giving him a light massage. "You okay though? Not hurt or anything?"
"I'll be fine. Sore in the morning but fine. Jose took the worst of it."
"Yeah he did. That was why Cami only saw like a third of the match. Rest of the time those brown eyes were covered. Not like I can blame her or anything."
"It bugged you?"
"Well, kinda, yeah," said Lili. "Look, you know me. Blood and stuff in wrestling, it doesn't bother me. Hell I just got a bootleg collection of every ECW PPV unedited on blu-ray."
"Did you just spoil my Christmas present?"
"Maybe," she said with a grin. "But, you know... why would you even think of selling to a couple of twerps who combined can't way more than a buck fifty soaking wet?"
"Oh, that." he replied. "I can't say I disagree on that, but it's all on Jose. Dude just can't say no to a promoter. So that's why Alison is our REAL manager and a wrestling one at the same time. And if it doesn't go to her first, it goes to me. This time, the promoter got to Jose first and boom, we sell to his nephews who want in the business."
"Man.... snagging Cami really Is the smartest thing he's ever done," Lili said as she got up for a second. "Roll over, Need to see if they got in any improbable places."
Jake got on to his back and Lili got back down. He watched her blue eyes scan his body, hurriedly checking for any stray tack she may have missed.
"She really is," Jake said. "It's almost like he's trying to be smarter about things. Not too smart, as tonight clearly shows."
"And he actually makes Cami happy," Lili said, her smile soft. "I mean, it's not like she was depressed or anything but she's all sunshine and rainbows now, which works surprisingly well with biting sarcasm. All the rich boys who's yachts she'd drag me onto...well the free booze was fun but they were all pretty much arrogant assholes only good for one thing. And according to her they couldn't even get that done right."
"Rich guys? Should I be worried?" He got up a little, but a smile was still on his face. Lili's legs crossed around his waist. She placed a quick kiss on his lips.
"Hardly. I thought they were vapid twits and Cami could confirm it. She'd been around them most of her life enough to be able to. Besides, I doubt any of them would like quite as sexy as you do with a luchadore mask, let alone know what one is."
"How's that?" Jake asked. "How's she know all the rich twits?"
"Cami? She's like, super rich. Her dad owns a bunch of hotels. I'm talking five star places. I thought I told you."
"Nope. Now it makes the Jose thing even more mystifying...ow!"
"One seventy-nine," giggled Lili. She pulled her hand up from between the two of them and dropped the last tack in the pile. "Right on the happy trail to your joy division, and I don't think either of us want anything bad to happen to that." She leaned forward, kissing him softly with her blonde hair draping over. "So I'm getting an idea. You and me...alone in a room...no one to bother us...we get to sleep late because we have no more morning classes..."
"Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?" Jake asked, Lili's hovering above his.
"Oh yeah baby...you get your present early and we marathon those PPVs I got."
"Then what'll I get for Christmas?"
"Oh, I'm sure we'll think of something..." Lili grinned.
*********
Bella Thorne absolutely loved Christmas time. The weather, the sights, the smells, the music, it all made her absolutely giddy. Her favorite thing though was the gifts. Not for herself. No, that'd be far too crass. As corny as it sounded, she loved to give gifts. It made her feel good. And when the gifts she gave both coincided and helped with her business she was all for it.
Ever since she started her business she always loved giving her best customers an amazing comped good time. Of course they had to follow certain criteria. Spend a lot was the obvious one. The girls they chose had to adore them. The third ruling went in line with the second to a great degree and that was to be a great fuck. Those who fit the criteria were few, which was what made the comps affordable.
The comped times would also either be two things. A whole new experience or an old classic that it was known the customer loved. And a new thing was what was on the menu today, for the chosen lucky one.
It was going to be a threesome. And a dirty one at that. The client had tastes and was always reliable for big tips and even bigger orgasms. He'd earned a comped threeway fucks with his two favorite whores in Bella's book. Especially when Bell was one of those whores.
The other one? Dove Cameron. The client had a couple other of Bella's girls but always seemed to crave herself or Dove. Just the right amount of filth. And if any of her customers could handle the combo of Bella Thorne and Dove Cameron, it was Matt Nelson.
Matt was due in about an hour, which meant Dove should be there any minute. She was due to come early so she and Bella could coordinate outfits for Matt. Sure, they'd be taken off in short order, but one of the best parts of Christmas for Bella was always unwrapping the present. It was just more fun, and that went for the human body as well in her judgement.
With a knock at her door, Bella was given the clear signal of Dove's arrival. She didn't need to knock. She both had a key and had been OK'ed by security. It wasn't like she was on the no-list like Reggie found himself on recently with his bad attitude.
"Hey girl," Dove said as Bella opened the door. "Ready to get dirty?"
"Like you even have to ask." Bella replied. She moved back to let Dove in. The platinum blonde was carrying two gym bags with her, filled to the brim with costume ideas. Though with the tight mini dress she was wearing, Bella didn't think she needed much more than that.
"So, leather," Dove said, holding up the bag on her left. "Or lace?"
"I'm thinking lace." Bella dropped her black silk robe to the ground, revealing herself to be clad in black lace lingerie. "Sexy and a lot easier to clean."
"Great. So, do I dress here?"
"Nope," Bella said with a smirk. She sat down on the couch. "In front of me."
"Well, anything for the boss." Dove started to shed her clothes, but stopped momentarily. "You want a strip tease?"
"No, not right now." replied Bella. "Just want to see you naked. Save the tease for Matt. No offense. Those tits are pretty spectacular without any fanfare."
Dove laughed, blushing a bit as she shook her head. 'That's Bella for you', she thought to herself. She stripped the rest of the way, no dance, nothing. All regular every day clothes changing. And still, Bella was an all too eager audience. She wasn't lying, Dove's tits, and the rest of her body, were utterly amazing, fun to just look at. Besides, very shortly Bella would be up close and very personal with Dove in a very short amount of time.
She watch intently as Dove put on a white lace bra, then thigh high vinyl boots. Dove just couldn't resist a bit of her favorite. While panties were absent. Dove never met a pair she liked and only wore them upon special request from a client, or the first time around with one to give him a look at the option. That however didn't mean Dove was bottomless. She wore a nice little plaid skirt, reminiscent of the school girl fantasy. It played very well off of Bella's all black number.
"Very nice," said Bella. "It's even hard for me to resist."
"Then why bother?' asked Dove, making a seductive walk over to Bella. She grabbed the boss lady's ass, pulling her close to the point their lips were almost touching. "Wanna have a little pre-game fun?"
"Mmm tempting...but let's save everything we have for Matt...a happy customer is a returning customer."
"Suit yourself." Dove replied with a shrug. "When is the lucky boy going to be here?"
"A little bit. Give us time to prepare. Champagne is already chilled and in the bathroom."
"Bathroom?"
"Yeah, where the big bath tub is. Big enough for say...three? With a lot of fun bubbles and candles lit all around. Or they will be nice we finish lighting them all."
"Candles and champagne?' asked Dove, a joking tone in her voice to match her raised eyebrow. "That seems to clash a little with what I KNOW I do with Matt and what I'm guessing you two have done."
"True, but I like the duality of it. Soft romantic candle-lighting, chilled champagne...all while I'm eating your pussy and Matt's fucking me up the ass like the dirty whore I am. Makes a girl's heart feel all a flutter."
"You know, I actually kind of get that."
"I knew you would. That's why you're my number one gal...among other reasons." Bella gave Dove a wink, then motioned with her head for the platinum blonde to follow her.
The two went into the bedroom and began the candle lighting process. All different sizes, some scented, placed perfectly. Bella knew lighting, and she knew it well. She had to, after all. She was the one who took all her business promo shots, after all. And Kelly Brook had been such a good and hands on teacher.
Soon, the time was upon them. Bella sent Dove to prepare the champagne and wait. In Bella's mind, a good part of the fun was presentation, and a great piece of presentation was surprise. It was foreplay for the foreplay.
The buzzer rang. Bella smiled. It was time. She loved her job.
Bella opted not to put her robe back on. Just another thing to take off. Besides, answering the door in lingerie just was sexier....unless of course there was nothing on under the robe.
"Matt," she said, giving him a wide and genuine smile. "And right on time. I love my men filthy and punctual."
"Well, I couldn't be late for this," said Matt. "I mean, a one on one with you? Can't be tardy for that. And it's on the house. I was tempted to camp out in the lobby."
"Well, I do like to keep my customers happy. A happy customer is one that returns, correct?"
"I see nothing but logic in that thought process." Bella gave him a laugh and let him through the door. He took his jacket off and hung it on the coat rack. In Bella's view, he was still far too dressed up.
"Lose the rest of the clothes," she said, her voice the perfect balance between sweet and authoritative.
"Isn't it kind of early for that?"
"I guess. I mean if you want to get in a nice hot bubble bath with me fully clothed, be my guest."
"Point taken." Matt began to strip far less chaotically than when he usually had a session with Bella. Instead of his clothes being strewn about the place or barely hanging on, they actually ended up neatly folded on one of her sofas.
Bella led him to the bathroom. It was spacious, all aglow with the candles she and Dove had lit earlier. The bath had already been drawn, hot and steaming with a pillowy bed of soapy suds sitting on top of the water.
In front of the tub there was a big, comfortable chair set up. It was almost a throne.
"Take a seat," Bella said. "And hold on tight."
Questions immediately came to Matt's mind, but he held off on them. This was Bella's show now.
"I could really go for a drink...how does chilled champagne sound? The good stuff."
"By all means."
"Excellent." Bella grinned. Time for the big reveal. "Champagne, please."
There was Dove's cue. In she came, decked out in the slutty schoolgirl dream outfit carrying a bucket of ice with perfectly chilled champagne in the center in one arm and a tray with three glasses in the other.
"Merry Christmas to me," Matt said with a laugh.
"To all of us," Dove smiled. She set the champagne bucket and tray on the side of the tub, the grabbed the bottle. Her eyes went from Bella to Matt, a smirk on her face all the while as she popped the cork expertly. "Not the first bottle I've popped."
"Is that a euphemism?" Matt joked.
"Maybe." Dove winked then poured them each a glass of the bubbly. "If it is you could certainly testify to my abilities."
"That is true." he confirmed.
Bella looked at him, she could tell he was getting ready to join in. His cock was already hard. But that wasn't the plan, not yet at least.
"So, let's go through what we're going to do here Matt," said Bella. "For a little bit, you're just gonna sit back and enjoy the show. Jack off a little if you want to."
He sat back and took Bella's advice, eyes on her and Dove while his hand was on his cock.
The women's eyes locked. Dove's eyebrow arched. Bella licked her lips and went in for a kiss. And the fuse was lit.
Bella took the lead. The desire was hot between them but Bella was either a bit quicker or a bit more hungry. She pulled down the straps of Dove's bra and the cups then followed. With the blonde's tits free, Bella went for a taste.
"Mmmm yesss," Dove hissed, pulling Bella's face closer into her cleavage as the redhead hungrily suckled her tits. Her tongue circled Dove's aroused nipples, coating the areolas in a light sheen of saliva before flicking the aroused tipping with her tongue and then finally biting them.
Bella hungrily descended down's Dove' body, licking her tight little tummy and them lifting her skirt to get to the prize beneath, a freshly shaved and glistening pussy.
"Ooohhhh," moaned Dove, her hands scrambling for something to do as Bella began to feast on her cunt.
Dove's green pleated skirt was draped over Bella's head. The buxom blonde struggled with what to do with her hands while Bella's were at her ass, cheeks, gripping them tight while the redheads mouth did all the heavy lifting.
"Lose the skirt," Bella said. She kissed Dove's inner thigh and began to unzip her boots while Dove ditched the skirt. "Good girl. Get in the tub."
Dove did just that, Matt watching as the nude form of Dove Cameron descended in the sudsy waters. Bella then turned to might, a sensual smirk on her face as she saw him stroke his cock.
"Glad to see you're having a good time," said Bella. "But don't cum just yet. I mean we're not gonna boot you out. You can shoot as much as you want. But...isn't it a lot more fun if we're the ones doing it instead of you?"
Bella moved forward, gently grasping his cock and pumping it a few times, precum oozing out and running down her hand. "Take it slow. We have the whole night." She moved forward and kissed him, then pulled back. She faced him head on and began to strip. Rolling down those thigh high black stockings and removing her matching stilettos.
The black satin thong was next, sliding down those long and tone legs. She flung them at Matt like a slingshot, giggling a bit as he caught them and took a deep breath of her scent before dropping them to the ground. The bra was next. Once it was off, she dropped it to the ground from pinched fingers.
"Keep watching," said Bella. "You'll know when to join in." Bella turned her attention back to the hot bubble bath and Dove, square in the middle of it. She waded into the hot water, crawling her way to Dove.
"Mmm, about time you remembered memmphhh!" Dove said, her speech cut off by Bella's kiss. The blonde was moved to the side of the tub by the more dominant Bella. She spread Dove's legs and looked up at her, she was hanging on baited breath.
"Sit on the side of the tub," Bella said, tracing her fingers up and down Dove's pussy lips.
Dove breathed deep, quivering as Bella teased. She rose from the pool and sat just as Bella had asked, her shapely legs still open.
The redheaded madame moved over. Her lips began kissing on Dove's knees, her tongue and fingers teaming up in moving ever closer to their desired target, all the while Dove waited with baited breath.
"Ooooh, Bella," she moaned when Bella got to where they both wanted her. "Oh shit yes...."
Dove's back arched, her breasts glistening from the soapy water. Her hands scrambled for something to do, nerves run awry with feelings of pleasure wreaking havoc on any sense of logic.
Bella moved in closer. One hand caressed and eased Dove's leg and hip while the other worked with her tongue on Dove's cunt. Her meticulously manicured fingers worked themselves inside Dove with surgical precision, not move wasted. Cocks wasn't the only thing Bella knew how to work.
"More, more, more!" Dove whined. Her hand darted down and grabbed Bella by the head, holding her in place as she ground her pussy in her bosses face. She was right on that verge. And Bella could have pushed her over the edge is she wanted to. That wasn't part of the plan.
Bella rose up, giving Dove the most savage kiss the blonde could remember.
"My turn," Bella said in a growling tone. She held Dove by the hair and pulled her to other side of the tub, the blond nymphette following Bella's lead with a grin on her face. "Eat my fucking cunt." Bella gave Dove another hungry kiss before pushing the blonde between her legs.
Bella had set the tone, Dove merely followed it, attacking Bella's pussy with the kind of passion usually only money could buy..
"OH FUCK YES!" Bella yelled. Both her hands went to Dove's head, pushing her into Bella's cunt. "Yeah...yeah fucking eat that fucking pussy... fucking taste it... don't you think about stopping for a single fucking millisecond...ooooh, dirty whore... just like me... mmmm, fucking suck my clit just like that baby... FUCK...."
There Dove was happily eating the pussy of Bella Thorne, her round ass in the air and swaying back and forth. The water made it glisten as loose soap suds glided down the curvature. Matt was done just watching. It was time to join in.
"OH FUCK!" Dove shouted when Matt rammed inside of her. She shot him a red hot look over her should. "Ooooh that's right, fuck that fucking cunt!" she demanded. Fuck it and hard!"
"Keep eating that pussy and we have a deal," Matt grinned. Dove winked at him and returned her attention back to Bella's cunt. Matt gave her a firm smack on her round ass as payment before driving back into her.
Bella couldn't help but laugh, amusement mixed in with the pleasure. "Fuck her fucking cunt," the redhead growled. "Fucking take... fucking use her... ohhh, fuck yes.... mmmm fuck her pussy good... show me how fucking good because that cock is going in me next..."
Matt grasped Dove's hips and gave it to her hard and fast, just as Bella had demanded. Dove was clearly in favor from her moans breaking up her meal of Bella's pussy.
"Ohh fuck Dove... yeah... oh fuck, baby take this fucking cock.... dirty little whore... mmmm, FUCK!"
"Fucking pull her hair!" Bella shouted. "Pull this slut's hair NOW!"
Matt grabbed a handful of Dove's platinum locks and yanked her back, eliciting a surprised grunt from Dove's mouth and a wide grin from Bella's.
Dove and Matt's eyes locked for a moment, and then their lips followed suit, the two in a deep kiss for a few moments before Bella decided she wanted in on the action. She pulled Dove away from Matt's embrace and back into hers, kissing her ravenously before taking her attention back to Matt.
"Fuck her harder," Bella demanded. Matt nodded and pulled out of Dove, spinning her around as he sat down in the tub. Dove mounted him, a sinfully decadent smile on her face.
"Oh fuck, Matt," Dove moaned. His hands were on her ass, gripping her tight as he thrust up into her. The water splashed and sloshed about as they fucked, Dove's moans easily drowning it out, moans that only rose in tone when Matt got to Dove's plump tits, hungrily burying his face in her cleavage.
All the while as Dove and Matt enjoyed each other, Bella sat on the corner fo the bath and watched, fingering her wet cunt in time with Matt's thrusts. She was in lustful awe, her body burning with nuclear desire.
Matt and Dove's eyes locked. Beyond the bottomless lust, there was a connection both didn't want to admit to. Dove thought she saw it, trying to hide a bit fo a flattered smile. Moaning made that easy. Still, she didn't mind returning the affection, squeezing and milking his cock with her very experienced cunt.
"Fuuuck, Dove... oh fuck, baby..." Matt growled. He drove up into Dove harder in response, bringing his lips to her nipple and lightly biting and tugging on the little pink nub.
Dove through her head back and moaned out Matt's name, their pace increased, and now Bella was done sitting on the sidelines.
"My turn," she smiled. Dove got up and Matt made his way towards Bella. She licked her lips as he waded over, grunting with approval as he thrust in. "Ooooh that's it baby...fucking pound that fucking cunt... fuck it hard... oooh, FUCK, that's it... give that fucking cock... nnng SHIT, YES!"
Matt gave Bella exactly what she demanded, the collision of their flesh mixing with her moans and the water splashing creating their own unique symphony. One of her tone legs wrapped around him while the other lay against his chest, her calf resting on his shoulder.
Matt reached forward, groping Bella's tit and he rammed her. Her face, seductive and teasing egged him on without a single word...but that didn't stop Bella from taking things further.
"My ass," she demanded. "Fuck my ass."
"Music to my ears," Matt said, smirking. He pulled out, but before he could apply his slick to to Bella's backdoor, Dove swooped in sucking him into her mouth and tasting Bella's juices on him.
"Sorry, couldn't resist," Dove said. "Now...fuck her ass." She kissed Matt then moved to Bella, kissing her as well, her hand fingering the madame's pussy while Matt entered her ass.
"Ohhh, FUCK!" Bella growled. "Oh fuck... oh, fuck my ass... yes, fuck yes, YES!"
Matt growled from the gut, low and bellowed as he drove into Bella's tight asshole. It wasn't the first time he'd been down this path, but it was never anything short of amazing.
"Fuck her ass," Dove said, entranced. From Bella's look of total ecstasy intoxication to the actual view of Matt's cock gong in and out of Ms. Thorne's ass Dove was even wetter, even hotter than she'd been before. She needed to treatment Bella was getting, if not a bit harder.
"Don't cum yet," Dove pleaded. "No... no please, don't... don't cum until you've fucked my ass too..."
"You got it," he replied, giving Bella few extra hard thrusts. "Bella just needs to give the green light..."
"Mmm, do it," purred Bella. "I want to see you take her ass like you took mine...fuck her ass."
Before Matt could even pull out of Bella Dove was bent over, wiggling her ass in anticipation.
"Yesssssss," she hissed as Matt filled her ass with cock. He stayed still when he was balls deep in her, savoring the tight feel over her ass while Dove got used to the girth. It' wasn't the first time she'd had Matt up her ass either, but she liked how he felt up there, how he savored the moment before fucking her like the whore she was. She loved feeling so dirty.
"Ohhh fuck me...fuck my ass like a dirty fucking whore Matt...Mmm, FUCK harder...HARDER!!!"
"You heard her," Bella said, now right behind Matt. Her arms wrapped around his front, her nails raking his chest. "Pound that tight little asshole... make it yours... fuck... use it and fucking cum... do it...it's what we're here for, baby..."
Max Leaned over, kissing Dove's neck and whispering in her ear, "Is that what you want baby? Want me to just fucking take your ass like it's mine?"
"YES! Dove cried. "Fuck yes! FUCK that as is yours..fucking take it... oh, fuck just take it... gonna fucking cum... fuck don't stop!"
He didn't. Who would. His hand were at Dove's shoulders, gripping and pulling her towards him with every thrust. Every moment he went harder, and faster, much to Dove's delight and Bella's enjoyment.
And Bella spurred him on, words o filthy encouragement in his ear, driving him and Dove into a total frenzy, and frenzy that could only end one way.
"Oh fuck..oh Matt...I'm gonna cum...fuck I 'm cumming with your dick in my ass. Fuck YESSSS!!!"
"SHIT!" Matt exclaimed when Dove's asshole clamped down and clamped down hard on his cock. "Gonna fucking cum too!"
"Not yet you're not," Bella declared. "You're gonna cum all over pretty little Dove's face and in her mouth...that's what you're gonna fucking do...isn't it Dove?"
"Mmmm hmmm." The blonde replied, still riding high with a cock in her ass. "Mmmm wanna taste it..."
"You heard her big man..."
Matt and Bella kissed before her pulled out. He got to his feet, Bella right behind him as Dove moved to her front, on her knees waiting. Her mouth was open, her tongue waiting.
Before Matt could reach for his cock, Bella had grasped it. Her fist was a blur on it, aiming right for Dove's fuck drunk face.
"Shoot it... shoot it all over that pretty face," Bella said, her tone direct and sultry. "Don't waste a drop... all of it on her... got it baby?"
"Yes... yes... YES!!!" Matt shouted as he erupted. Bella's aim was true as his cock covered the lovely blonde's face in cum, much of it in her mouth but enough of a splatter for a good show. Bella was nothing if not a perfectionist.
Matt was spent, but the women weren't done. Bella slunk from his back to the front, slithering to her knees and licking up every last stream of cum from Dove's face only to kiss it back into her mouth...then Dove did the same. They traded his load back and forth in deep kissing,tongue caressing each until finally, they swallowed.
"Wow..."a very dazed Matt said, causing both the women to giggle.
"I don't know about you Dove, but I think it's time we finish off that Champagne," Bella laughed."
*******
With their classes for the semester over Alison. Jake and Jose had only one thing to do during the day, and that was to get paid. After that, they all had their own plans for the holiday and the new year.
The entered the promoter's "office building", an old warehouse where he had a gym and a ring for training hopeful wrestlers and meet with his current roster.
The line awaiting payment wasn't too long, just the typical last minute stragglers that this trio always found themselves a part of. Though when Evan, the booker of the company, caught sight of them, Jose could just tell he had a special request of them.
"He's gonna ask us to work the holiday," Jose blurted out. "I fucking know it."
"Well, that's too bad, because we both have plans."
"Yeah... I don't know what they are yet but I certainly do have plans."
"Well, I know what I'm doing, Mexico with Lili.... just have to tell her."
"Good god you two are hopeless," Alison said. "You'd be lost without me."
"Oh yeah," Jose said. "What are you doing over break?"
"Japan. Strictly for fun. Sushi and sake and messed up anime porn. If that doesn't scream holidays I don't know what does."
"But what if they as us to work? Bribe us with free nachos and oodles of praise."
"That's why we're here at the same time." replied Jake. "Hold our ground."
"More like why I'm here," chimed Alison. "In my usual role as the backbone of our little group. Leave Evan to me."
"How's my favorite faction?" Evan said, the smile and posture of a used car salesman coming over him like a possession.
"Just fine, Evan," said Alison. "Going to be even better after me and my boys get paid."
"Of course Alison, no need to rush."
"Oh there won't be a rush, we'll take the time to count it."
"Don't trust me, Brie?" Evan asked.
"You're a promoter, aren't you?" Evan handed the three their envelopes, then followed them as the trio went to count their money.
"It's all there, plus a bonus for the barb wire match last week, as promised."
"Ah, Ben Franklin, the best salve for cuts and bruises," Jose said, breathing in the scene to the money before embracing it like a Teddy Bear.
"And there's gonna me more where that came from next year," Evan said. "I got a surprise for you guys."
"What?" Jake said, more than a little nervous. Most of Evan's surprises ended with thumb tacks and lighter fluid for him and Jose.
"Is it candy?" asked Jose. "It's not black licorice, is it? I'll pass."
"No...what? No. The surprise is you three are getting an old opponent to draw some cash. Demand was high, so I made some calls."
"Who'd you call?" Alison asked. "The Bludd Brothers? Death From Above?"
"He called me," a female voice said, one that sent shivers up the trio's spine, especially Jose's.
"No.... no, it can't be..." he said. But it was. Kira Kosarin, Jose's ex and a living nightmare with a body that could kill. She was wearing all the things that would garner Jose's attention. Jeans that were just a bit too tight, showing off her ass, a shirt a bit too short showing off her belly while cut low enough to give an amazing view of her cleavage. She was the best looking poison Jose had ever seen up until Camila.
"Uh-uh, no way," Jake said. "We aren't working with her."
"Yeah, you are," Kira said. "Live with it, moron."
Alison made her way to Kira, staring her eye to eye, "We're not working with you. Not after last time. End of discussion. But try and force the issue Kira...just try it. We'll see how long that smile lasts on your face before I scratch it off."
"YES!" Evan said. "This is what I brought her here for. It feels so real!"
"Because I really fucking hate her!" Alison yelled. "You want a shit stirrer like this backstage?"
"No, he wants money. And that's what I am." Kira pushed past Alison and took to Evan's side, but not before caressing Jose's chest. "Look, I'm here for the long haul whether you like it or not. Now, if you don't want to make the same kind of money we made in San Diego, please, keep working with the podunk jobbers and has-beens. But if you want a real pay day, you know you'll have to work with me. I can turn any tag team Evan here has into superstars overnight, and you know it. Go on...try to deny what I can do."
The three were silent. Kira had a point. She was damn good at drawing heat. People hated her, they seethed when she talked even more than's Alison's promos. And she wasn't scared to bleed and get her comeuppance in an angle.
"We'll think about it," Alison said. "No promises."
"She's in." Kira smirked, which set Alison ablaze.
"Listen, because I'm only going to say it once," said Alison, nose to nose with Kira. "This is business. Remember that. Don't make it personal. For your own sake. Which means outside of this place, stay away from me and my boys, got it?"
"See you around Alison," Kira said, the grin still on her face.
"Rrrrr," Alison growled. "I'll be in the car. You two, give her the names of the teams you like here. And that's IT. Got it Jose?""
"Yeah." he replied. Alison stormed off, leaving the tag team alone, Jose's eyes trying to look away from Kira.
"You good man?" Jake asked.
"Yeah..yeah of course. She's just an evil she-beast from the planet Ball Buster. Nothing I can't handle."
"Okay, I'm going to go talk with Evan then, you give Kira the teams. I'd speak with her but..."
"She fucking hates your guts. And the feeling is mutual, I remember." Jose too a deep breath and head face first into the fire.
"Hi Jose," Kira said. "How've you been?"
"Look, let's cut the pleasantries, all right?" Jose asked. "The best teams here are The High Spots and the Haberdashers. Of the two, you'd probably fit right in with the High Spots, but meet them for yourself." Jose turned to leave, and that's when Kira put her hand on his shoulder, turning him around.
"Is that all I get?"
"You're lucky I'm even talking to you! I mean Christ Kira, you fucking humiliated me like it was your favorite hobby!"
"Because it is." she replied. "And don't act like you don't love it."
"LOVE it? You...you're crazy! You've always been crazy! I swear to... no... no, no, no... not gonna let you do this to me. I don't have to put up with you like this anymore. I have an actual GOOD woman at my side now. One who isn't a total psychopath bent on my suffering."
"Oh come now honey," Kira said, stroking his hair from his face. "It wasn't all bad. I mean, I am an amazing fuck, give me that much."
"Well, yeah but.."
"See? Was that so hard?" Kira moved in for a kiss, but Jose backed off.
"OH no, no no, I'm on to you. And I'm not going to be your emotional plaything. Go talk to those teams. See you whenever the match is gonna be. Until then, stay away.... far away... and best of luck finding someone new to grind under your boot heel."
Jose walked a away as fast as he could, leaving Kira behind, but still smirking. "Talk all you want Jose...but we all know your favorite position is right under neath my boot..."
*******
The last few weeks had been pretty damn good for Paul. He had a good business relationship going with Bella, which also happened to be the best sexual relationship he'd ever had. Plus, no strings. Add in the fact that he business was prostitution and being as close as he was to Bella mean he got his pick of the girls for free...well, things were good. Plus he somehow got all As for the semester which utterly gobsmacked him.
Another perk of his relationship with Bella was access to her penthouse. She was currently out and would be for a while. Running a successful business as she had, there were a lot of hands she had to shake, among other things, to keep the authorities off her back. But that didn't mean Paul was going to be alone.
He sat back on the couch and relaxed, sipping some of Bella's fine whiskey as he waited for his appointment. This one, out of all of Bella's girl, had a special reputation that he just had to experience for himself.
His cell phone hummed, he had a text. His appointment was here. He buzzed her up and walked to the door, ready to let her in on her first knock.
One knock, and Paul opened the door to see his appointment waiting in the hall.
"You must be Paul," said Kelli Berglund. "I've heard about you from Bella. Not a lot, but enough to know."
"Know what?"
"You want to be impressed." Kelli smiled. She ran her finger along Paul's lips and brushed him aside. He watched as her ass move from side to side.
She poured herself a whiskey and sat on the couch, Paul joining her. She reclined in the corner, her legs crossed. She locked her gaze on Paul and sipped her whiskey. "So, Paul," she said, gently placing the glass down. "I'm guessing I know why you called me in. You heard about me and my...special reputation."
"Spot on."
"Well, why delay things?" Kelli asked, her knowing tone matching the smile on her face. She finished off her drink and slid of the couch to her knees. She crawled to Paul's lap, playfully prying his legs apart and getting between them.
"You know, a lot of women would take being called a blowjob queen an insult," she said. She ran her hands up and down his legs softly. She look at him and smiled, licking her lips. "Not me. Well, not really. I'd prefer blowjob goddess. But queen will do for the uninitiated."
"Is that so?"
Kelli rose up between his legs getting right in Paul's face. She licked his lips and cocked her eyebrow. "You're about to find out."
Kelli got back down and reached for Paul's belt, unbuckling it in an almost playful way. Then came the zipper, going down slowly, more of a tease than the belt.
"See, the thing with blowjobs is guys only think they know what they want," said Kelli. "A hot mouth that's going to make them nut in a short amount of time. ESPECIALLY when they buy it. Not so."
She grabbed Paul's pants and began to tug them down. He lifted his ass to aid her. One they were down around his knees ad his cock exposed to the air, it was game on. Kelli's hands slowly glided up his thighs, her nails tracing a trail upwards to his cock.
"What guys really want is pleasure. A pleasure so intense they don't know what to do with themselves. Now, understand how the confusion starts. Men tend to be absolutely wiped out by even the most minor of orgasms...but the good ones...the BEST ones, that you remember. That's where I come in."
Kelli sandwiched Paul's cock gently between her hands, her soft palms slowly pumping up and down the shaft. Paul gasped a bit. Keli laughed a bit. Paul returned it with a smile. Then he arched his back a little when Kelli surprised him by tracing her index finger up her under side to the tip, teasing his banjo string softly with her nail.
"And believe me," she said, playing with his rapidly hardening cock. "I can do that with any part of my body. I have never, ever gotten a single complaint in that area. But...there's something about sucking a dick that gives me a special thrill. It's the control really."
"Control?" asked Paul.
"Mmm hmm," replied Kelli, softly wrapping her hand around his now stiff cock. "Control. See, again, guys have a misconception. They think that since the woman is on her knees most of the time, they're in charge of the blowjob. Not so. See, I'm the one controlling the speed, the tempo. How mouth feels, what my tongue does...what my hands do. All me."
Kelli held Paul's cock in her hands and moved her mouth over it. A trail of saliva drooled from her mouth, hitting the tip of his cock. As it rand down, Kelli began pumping his cock, working her spit as lube. She stopped for a brief moment, rubbing the underside of the crown with her thumb.
"That includes face fucking by the way," added Kelli. "Admittedly, some control is given up but I pretty much keep it. I can make it stop whenever I want. I mean, I am right in a man's most...sensitive of areas. I prefer the option of pleasure, don't you? I mean, a lot of girls say they love giving head, but I think they're bullshitting. Me? I get really wet. Sometimes I even cum. I know, you're thinking that's bullshit...but I give my word as a blowjob goddess, it's true. That's what makes me a goddess at this, I think. I'm getting off too."
"Ohhh yes," Paul groaned as Kelli took him in her mouth. Again, it was a slow start, just the head at first, but it was magnificent. It was just his head at first, Kelli's cheeks billowing as she sucked. Her hand fondled his balls softly, just a tease. It was very welcome.
She released him with a pop and went right back to caressing his rod with her free hand. "I really like your cock," she said. "Not just saying it either. I know in my line of work the other girls, they throw that out like it's nothing. Not me. I don't say it unless I mean it. I respect cock too much for that."
Kelli moved her mouth to the base of Paul's cock and kissed it, wet and sloppy, almost a French kiss with the amount of tongue involved. Then the other side. Back and forth all the way to the top. Meanwhile her hand went from mere fondling to a full on massage of his balls.
She pursed her lips together and kissed the tip of his cock, pressing forward and slowly parting her lips. Inch my tantalizing inch, Kelli took Paul's in her mouth, her tongue snaking and caressing every but of flesh.
"Oh fucking wow," Paul uttered when Kelli took him in her mouth to the root and held him there for longer than he could have expected. She released him with a gasp, smiling all while she regained her breath.
"Now we really get started...and I'm doing all the work," said Kelli. "Only thing I want your hands doing is holding my hair back....mmmm, fuck let me have that cock again..."
That's when Kelli really got onto her things. Her pace was steady, not slow and not fast. But there was still sweet sensuality to it. How her hands delicately stroked his shaft as she sucked, how her lips and tongue seemed to almost massage with every pump.
And her eyes, those deep brown eyes. Hypnotizing in in a haze of lust. Every time they locked eyes took a chunk out of Paul's stamina. And then Kelli quickened her pace. Her soft hands gripped his shaft just a bit harder, her wrist twisting and turning just a bit more, her sucking just a smudge more urgent.
Paul looked down, dutifully moving her hair back, getting a full view as Kelli lived up to her name of blowjob goddess. He arched back, almost thrusting into her mouth. It was involuntarily, but Kelli was ready for it, she seemed ready for everything his bod was doing in reaction to her work of art suck job.
"Kelli....unnng Kelli I'm gonna cum!"
Kelli pulled off his cock, that smile right back to her face, her fist now a blur on his cock.
"Gonna cum?" she asked. "Mmm good...I love it..I love cum. I love feeling a cock pumping hot, warm jizz in my mouth... ffuuuck it throbs... every fucking squirt... mmm, but I don't stop... I don't stop until you have nothing left to give me...because I fucking earned every drop..."
Kelli devoured his cock once more, full speed ahead and no mercy. Paul was well past the point of no return and was loving every single moment of it.
"Oh FUCK!" Paul yelled, giving Kelli a big mouthful of cum, a mouthful she happily and hungry swallowed. Every stream, every pulse she took, sliding down her throat and satisfying her own itch. And of course, Kelli kept her promise, she kept sucking past when the bursting dam slowed to a trickle, making Paul twitch and shudder. When he well was finally dry, she released his wilting member with a giggle.
As Paul breathed deep, recovering from the collision course with pleasure he'd just experience, Kelli hopped up on the couch, her legs crossed and a pleased and proud look on her face.
"So, Paul, would you say I'm a blowjob queen, or goddess?"
"Goddess, definitely." he replied. "Holy fuck a goddess."
"Thank you," she grinned. " I hope this little display of skills keeps you in mind for the business expansion."
"Wait...what expansion?"
"The one Reggie told me about last night."
Paul sat up straight, his mind jolted from his haze. "Tell, me, exactly what did Reggie tell you?"
*****
It was the last day for many students to be on campus. While a few stragglers had the random final to take, most were already on their way home for the holidays. Peter was ready to be one of those people, but he had a few things to take care of.
He'd already said his goodbyes to Hailee and already couldn't wait to see her again when school began again. Later on, he was going to meet up with Sabrina to sign the final papers for the apartment they were getting and talk a little business. But right now, he was waiting to see an old friend, and not the kind who just called on him when they needed something.
Peter was sitting on a bench outside the library, sipping on hot chocolate when an all too familiar voice spoke behind him.
"You know this better be important, my time is valuable," said Camila Mendes, her arms folded and a smirk on her face.
"If that's true why you've spent so much of it with me all these years?" Peter stood up and turned around, his eyebrow raised.
Cami feigned deep thought for a moment. "That's all too true." Her face quickly broke in a smile as did Peter's before they both met in a friendly embrace. "I can't believe we've only seen each other twice this semester!"
"Yeah but at least the first time was at my kick ass birthday party."
"That your girlfriend had to invite me to," Camila said. "How'd she even get my number?"
"She asked my brother." replied Peter. He and Camila sat on the bench. "She and Sabrina wanted me to have some friends there, Hailee didn't know any of my old friends that I'd actually want there...blah blah blah..."
"Inviting your friends, she's a clever one. She even has my seal of approval. And you know how hard it is to get that."
"Cami you're the only girlfriend of mine that actually had a seal of approval before Hailee."
"See? High standards. You bring a coffee for me?"
"Oh, yeah." Peter reached under for a second cup, this one with coffee, he'd got for Cami. "You really like her?"
"Oh god yes." Cami replied. "She's wonderful. Funny, sweet, and damn man she's hot. I can give a lot of shit to some of your exes but Hailee...well done my friend. I've known you since pre-school and you finally did something smart..."
"Hey, I dated you, that wasn't smart?"
"Yeah but we broke up which makes it a wash," she joked. "Seriously though, I'm really happy for you. You seem really into her. I like you seeing you happy."
"Same to you Camz," Peter said. "Your new guy...Joe?"
"Jose," Cami said, her face lighting up saying his name. "I'm so glad you two got along. It'd be so weird if my oldest friend didn't get along with the guy I'm in love with."
"Oooh, droppin' the big l?"
"Of course. I'm not afraid to say it. It's why I'm cutting time at your New Years party short. Me and Jose are going to New York for New Years. Then we're spending the rest of the vacation with my parents."
"Already meeting the parents? That serious?"
"Yes...which reminds me, why are you doing your parents New Year's party instead of hanging out with your super hot, almost too good for you girlfriend? And PLEASE don't tell me it has to do with Selena. That girl next door pretty much torpedoed you and I being anything more than friends and I don't want to hear she's doing the same shit here."
"No, Hailee's doing some thing with her parents. An annual thing they do every year. I probably could have gone but Selena..."
"Jesus fuck it's always her," said Camila. "I thought the fact that she wasn't at your birthday meant you finally got it through your skull she only even bothers with you when she wants something."
"Believe me, the spell's been broken. Kinda happens when you see your one time girl next door dream girl get her face covered like she's a porno queen."
"Oh...shit, I'm sorry," Cami said. "I mean, I REALLY don't like that girl and what she does to you and how she's always used you...but...wow. No one should have to see something like that."
"Thanks, but I'm over it. The only reason I'm having anything to do with her on New Years is it's going to get her out of my hair for good. Just have to do the traditional 'pretend we're dating' thing in front of her parents then I'm free. Hell, Hailee brokered the deal...after Selena interrupted us in my dorm."
"Wow, so she's now a full on cock blocker. Instead of ruining relationships just from her influence she now tries to do it up close and personal." Camila got up, motioning for Peter to do the same. "Walk me to the dining commons, I got people to meet."
"Oh, I didn't know I was dealing with a VIP."
"Sweetheart, I've been VIP since preschool." Camila replied. "You should know, you've reaped the benefits even back then."
"Well, you always did have the best juice boxes."
"See?"
The two began to walked over the quickly emptying campus. Seeing it without even the hint of chaos would have been noticeable were they not so focused on catching up with each other.
"You know, I really do want to start hanging out more next semester," said Cami. "This, seeing you on your birthday. I'm really glad Hailee called. And since there's no jealousy with you and Jose, there's no issue there. I miss you."
"Same here. " he replied. "Still, we could have made time. So...next semester we will. Maybe even do a double date thing."
"Maybe even make it a triple date and have Lili and her guy join in...have you met Lili? She's my roommate, best friend, super sweet girl. You two would get along great."
"Oh, she's the best friend now?"
"Oh don't give me that. You're my oldest friend and we'll probably end up in the same old folks home and I love you to death and all that."
"I'm just kidding...mostly."
"I know, but I gotta keep you in line, remind you who's boss every once in a while." They both laughed a little before stopping in front of the commons. "Seriously, you're going to like her. Then we'll all be best friends and braid each other's hair and talk about boys."
"Oh I won't do that again. My hair's not meant for braids and I'd just spend the night gushing about my man crush on Kyle MacLachlan."
"Oh, I'd pay to hear that," said Cami. "Hey, you want to stick around for a few minutes, meet Lili and my other friend Madelaine?"
"I've gotta meet up with Sabrina, but thanks."
"Well, in that case," Camila said. She kissed Peter on the cheek and hugged him. "See you when I get into town."
"See ya." With Peter gone, Cami decided to head inside instead of wait out in the cold. However, on the way in Camila bumped into someone she genuinely did not want to see.
"Oh, hi Camila," Selena Gomez said, the disdain clearly mutual between the two. "Haven't seen you for a while."
"Yeah, that was great," Cami said. "Let's keep going with that."
"Sounds great to me. So if you'll excuse me, I've got to go find Peter and just finalize the New Year's plan."
Selena pushed past Cami. Camila was almost ready to let it go...but she just couldn't resist.
"Can I ask you a question Selena?"
"I guess." replied Selena, pausing her stride. "What is it?"
"Why do you do this to him? Why do you make him do this little act every damn year? It borders on cruel and its definitely cowardly. Just admit to your parents you're a living cliché. A "good girl with a bad boy fetish". It's certainly better than using a guy who's nuts for you, or used to, just to avoid being honest with them. Pretending to be someone's friend and using them? That's just cold."
"First off, I'm not using anyone..."
"Bullshit."
"...and secondly, Peter IS my friend and he's helping me out, like he always does."
"Is he your friend? Really? Let me ask you a question." Camila got very close to Selena, her breath becoming white vapor in the cold. It resembled smoke coming from a dragon's mouth. "If Peter's your friend...when is his birthday? Just off the top of your head, when is it?"
Selena took a moment to think...of course she knew it...but it wasn't coming. The one moment stretched into a second...the date was not coming to her head.