The starlet_s sucking lips

Jason Canum

Kit wheeled her Triumph up to the studio gates and stopped at the guard's shack.

"Mornin', Miss. Do you have an authorized pass?"

"Of course, of course," Kit said, impatiently handing him the card that Reynolds had given her the night before. The card that would admit her

into World Galaxy Studios, and, Kit felt sure, into a world of stardom.

She couldn't be bothered by such trivial matters as a pass to get through the main gate. Couldn't this guard see that she had that certain "something", that "star quality" that set her apart from all the other pretty faces? Well, she mused, he would see it soon enough. He'd soon be showing her the respect she deserved. She'd show him, she thought, as he returned the pass and gestured her through the gates and into the studio parking lot.

Galaxy Studios. She was really here! She could hardly believe it. Everything had happened so fast at the party the night before her head was still spinning.

The party. One of those dull, Hollywood bashes that you go to because you don't have any place better to go to that night. She didn't even know — whose house it was at, but her roommate Tent another aspiring actress, had talked her into going.

"You never know who you'll meet," Terri had urged.

"Bullshit," Kit had retorted. "I'll just meet a lot of other unemployed actors."

Kit had been right. They party was dull. Dull, that is, until a particularly virile hunk of man walked through the door and took her breath away. He was gorgeous-tall, blue-black hair, black eyes that were pools of molten lava, oozing sensuality and lust, a lean muscular body that moved like a cat, and a prominent bulge in the front of his tight pants that made Kit's pussy start oozing in anticipation.

She didn't know his name, although the face was vaguely familiar. Possibly some actor she had seen once in a TV commercial. It didn't matter. She had to meet him. And, never having exactly been accused of being shy, she grabbed an extra glass of champagne off a passing tray and moved in on him.

"I believe this is yours," she said, handing him the glass and pressing close to him, allowing him a perfect vantage point to look down into the depths of her low-cut gown, revealing her magnificent, heaving tits.

"Is this… all… mine?" he ginned, never taking his eyes from the dark we of the cleavage between her tits.

"Think you can handle it?" she whispered hotly, pressing even closer to him.

"Think you can handle this?" he replied, returning the pressure, forcing his hardening cock against her leg.

The sudden contact thrilled her. She could feel the pulsating, throbbing prick-shaft crawling its way down her leg, growing with a life of its own.

"And I thought this was going to be a dull party," she laughed.

"So did I. Let's go." He set the untouched champagne on a sideboard and, gabbing her hand, led her quickly up the stairs.

He opened the first door. They were instantly greeted with the unmistakable sounds of sex and the wonderful musky smell of cum and cunt-juice mingling together.

He turned to her, grinning. "Looks like someone else is enjoying the party, too. This way."

He led her to the end of the hall, and opened the door onto the most magnificent bedroom Kit had ever seen. It looked like an entire suite right out of the Palace of Versailles, complete with silken tapestries, gold and crystal chandeliers, and an elevated bed that a whole army could sleep in.

"Wow," Kit breathed in awe, "this looks fit for the Shah of Iran!"

"He rather enjoyed it when he stayed here," he said in matter-of-factly. "But now it's all for you, you lovely creature."

He scooped Kit into his arms, his hot mouth closing over hers in a fiery kiss. His tongue snaked out, searching, finding the innermost recesses of her own mouth.

His muscular body pressed tightly against her yielding curves, his strong arms holding her close. His hands moved relentlessly over her back, cupping and squeezing her voluptuous ass-cheeks through the thin material of her gown.

"Let's get rid of these," he breathed, releasing her and starting to pull his jacket from his shoulders.

Kit reached behind her, unhooked the knot behind her neck, and let the- gown slink down across her shoulders, her tits, her waist, her hips, her long, tapered legs, to the carpet.

Her body was all that any man could want-voluptuous, sexy, and young. She was at that ripe age when sex, any kind of sex, thrilled and excited her imagination. She was game for anything and he sensed it.

She smiled, sensing his thoughts. "Ill take care of you," she said.

He felt his huge prick surge upwards as she began to move very, very slowly. Her feet stayed put as she revolved those wide, womanly hips in a circle while she bobbed her heavy tits. The nipples were surrounded with Goosebumps. He shuddered with desire at the exquisite sight.

Her tits were enormous. They surged forward heatedly, like the forward thrust of his cock. He reached down and took his swollen prick in his hand and brushed both hands over its thick shaft. It writhed in agony, moving like an animal, all by itself. He saw her hair toss in the powdery light, spraying like a spider web across her face. She hunched her cunt out at him, while her pink pointed tongue licked at her red satin lips. His breath quickened with lust.

His eyes were fastened on her undulating movements, this exotic dance she was performing for him was driving him wild. She rotated her hips sensually, while her hands moved up and down her body, lightly tickling her creamy flesh, pausing at the light-colored fur of her beaver, then reaching up to cup each pendulous jug, squeezing them together to form two protruding, pink-tipped cones.

He kneeled, pressing his knees together tight against his throbbing prick. His fists tightened around his cock and he sighed at the pressure. He wanted her, but he was mesmerized by her dance of lust. He wanted to fling himself at her across the roam, leap upon her like an animal in heavy, panting heat. She flung her head back. A groan, gentle and thick, rose from her throat. He watched the hypnotic movement of her hands, the dusty hair fall along the heavy round backside as she bent in exotic lust, his prick swaying to the rhythm of a throaty voice.

"Like it?" she asked in a throaty voice.

"Where'd you pick that up?" he asked in a voice husky with desire.

"I went to belly-dancing school. Thought it might come in handy."

"Wild, baby," he said. "Come here."

"Yes, yes," she cooed, her lips curving wickedly. She finally reached him and knelt, her mouth filled with moisture and wetly open. With two soft hands she took hold of his huge cock and slid her wet mouth over it, taking his big tool in.

"Oh, yeah, baby, that's it… suck it. Suck my cock good," he moaned, feeling her pulse pound on the tip of his dick, ever so slightly. He clenched his teeth, restraining the impulse to shove his prick farther in.

Her mouth slid free of his cock, and now she took it, her long fingers leaving marks where they pressed. Her tongue, red, shining with moisture, slid over his dick, flickering in crazy movement, her teeth biting gently, then releasing him, replacing their tiny bites with the tongue and the mouth. His hands went to her shoulders and he held the soft, giving flesh tightly,

sucking in groans. He lifted her gently onto the bed, his muscular legs moving against the pillows, his leg hairs catching in sweat. He moved and she returned, more than willingly, each movement. Her mouth sucked his shining prick, with quick and long gulps. She licked while his cock grew and grew. His prick-head was on fire now. The tip of her tongue was poised like a cat's over her bottom lip.

He bent to kiss that mouth. He had to kiss it now. He grabbed at her hair and jerked her to him, his thighs aching. His prick slid across her naked belly as he took her mouth, his teeth grating her lips, hurting her on purpose as he crushed all her softness out, making her his in pain.

She smiled at him. "Yes.. yes, this is what I want."

His hands grated against her soft, womanly flesh, moving almost with anger over the plump shoulders, the arms that tightened around him. Her free hands reached again for his cock. His mouth sucked the liquid from her answering mouth and she gasped trough the shadows, her eyes flashing with heated lust.

He rolled over on top of her, forcing her down among the pillows. She fell backwards, her hair flying out behind her head, spreading. The wild eyes were closed as she reached for him, both her hands tugging at his cock, his large nut-sac quivering under her hot hands. His prick slid back and forth along her belly.

She had teased him, and now he would wait a second, to tease her. He moved over her, his stomach barely touching hers, watching her writhe, feeling her under his legs.

He bent again and took her mouth quickly, hungrily sucking her tongue while she tortured his expanding cock and shrinking balls with her long red nails. His thighs tightened around hers, holding her still, feeling the curled pubic hairs stick into her soft flesh. Her bottom lip was swollen with his last kiss. He pulled free of her wet mouth, rage burning in her throat.

Her large fits snapped hotly back and forth as she twisted in wanting, trying to capture his cock with raised thighs.

"Fuck me!" she cried out at last.

Her hands tried to force his cock inside her cunt, but he jerked free again, a full grin spreading over his mouth. He bent and bit her erect nipples playfully, nibbling on them, until she cried out. Her frustration came in simpering bursts of moaning.

"Please, now… put it in me now!" she pleaded. He could play no longer. He dropped his prick to her hot, inflamed belly. It was going to bust wide open soon. It needed a place to thrust, to pound in.

"Ohhhhhh, how big-" she stated.

"Here, baby, whoever you are!"

"My name is-"

He would not let her finish. With strong fingers he grasped her wrists and pulled them high above her head, fitting them into one of his huge hands, pinning her wrists to the bed. Her tits heaved, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth.

She wanted him desperately. For the moment she was his slave. Her stomach and crotch reached up, over and over, trying to capture his magnificent cock. Feeling the hot red tip of his dick, she went wild, the thighs spreading themselves even farther apart, getting ready.

His breathing came in heavy gusts. He took her cunt-lips and spread them wide with his big fingers, sliding two fingers in and out slowly, taking delight in the thick gushing juice that swam over his fingers. He slid them out and wiped the juice on his cock.

Liquid dripped and ran onto her stomach. He placed his throbbing cock at her wet hungry cunt-lips. The knob slid in, deeper and deeper. He could not play any more. Her hips raised to receive his dick. His chest crushed her big tits as he lowered himself flat onto her. His thighs forced her legs wide apart.

"Screw the hell out of me, handsome, I can take it!" she cried.

He shoved harder.

"More, more!" she pleaded, thumping her ass against the sheets.

She sobbed out at his slowness, thumping her butt on the bed. Inch by inch, until they were both exhausted from painful wanting, he pressed forward. He wanted to plunge to the very end of her hot, pink fuck-tunnel, but this was the most enjoyable way for him-to drive her wild first. Slowly, slowly. His cock was throbbing painfully with the need to pound the hell out of her cunt.

"Oh. please!" She thrust her hips high and he could feel the hot cunt-juice dampen his balls as they slapped heavily against her ass-cheeks.

He slid his hands underneath her and pulled the full cheeks wide, shoving two fingers halfway into her asshole.

"Ahhhhhh, yes… yes!" she panted. She- loved the feeling, her asshole fitting snugly over the fingers.

"Here it comes, baby. All of it!"

He lunged forward into her creamy cunt, burying his pulsing cock deep, deep in her fuck-hole, feeling his cock surrounded with warm, wet, smothering flesh.

His prick was at least three inches thick and about ten inches long as she hungrily engulfed it, wanting to feel all of it buried to the be inside her clasping cunt.

"Ohhhh, handsome, you are some kind of man! Give it to me! Give every fucking inch of it to me!" Kit cried out in ecstasy.

His free hand went to her big peaked titties as he breathed into her mouth. "And you are some kind of woman. Beautiful. Beautiful breasts! That's what I like."

"Take them… suck them… suck the milk right out of 'em," she urged hotly.

His mouth hungrily encased first one huge jug, then the other, as his mammoth prick did its work inside her cunt, pounding back and forth, in and out, in ever harder strokes. Her nipples stiffened delectably under his laying tongue, and the rush of thrills along her body tipped her gushing cunt into spasms of sexual ecstasy. Her clit was a hot little dagger ready to explode.

Harder and harder he pounded into her hot cunt, his balls swelling with hot cum, slapping her ass-cheeks with each fuck-stroke.

"I don't think I can take much more. I'm so close… so close," she moaned into his ear.

"Then get ready, baby, 'cause I'm coming, too!" he answered homely, and with a frenzy he drove his big cock into the depths of her quivering cunt.

She writhed, bucking up against him, meeting each of his thrusts with a thrust of her own. Her long nails tore into the flesh of his back, leaving long, red gashes. Then, with one final lunge, his balls exploded with a fury, sending molten cock-cream deep into her cunt. She screamed through her own climax, her pussy-juice gushing forth and mingling with his spunk until her clasping hole overflowed and the sheets beneath them were soaked.

And still she wanted more. "God, don't stop… don't stop! Keep fucking me!" she cried.

"Don't worry, baby… I got lots more left, just for you," he moaned. "Let's try another position."

He gently spread her legs apart and raised them into the air. With her legs spread open and elevated so that her ass rested on a pillow, he kneeled before her, between them. The large head of his still-swollen cock hovered at her pink cunt-mouth, which glistened with the juices of their first come. He inched forward and his cock started to sink into her soft gash. Slowly, his dick gilded in, pushing against the upper wall of her pussy. Thrusting deeply, he let his weight fall forward and rammed his cock up against the uppermost end of

her cunt, deep into her womb. Her muscles were tight and ready, stretching at the hot knob pushed its way past. Her legs closed around his back. Then, without a word, he stood up.

Holding her impaled on the stiff rod of his cock, he began to jack himself off with her whole body. She moved upwards while he held her entire body in his two strong hands and moved its unresisting weight up and down and along the length of his massive prick. In her position she let her Whole body hang loosely from his hands, hanging onto his mammoth pole. It filled, her sopping cunt to unbearable degrees.

"I love it. I love it! Yes, do it! Fuck me!" she cried out.

He thrust into her cunt again and again and she moaned with pleasure, feeling ripped wide open. She bucked against him. As he moved in and out of her cunt, little electric fingers seemed, to scratch her intensely, tickling her twat walls. She held her legs far apart, her body tense and arched as he shoved into her cunt hard and steadily.

He watched her panting mouth as he jerked in and out of her pulsing fuck-hole, answering her groans with groans of his own. Then, suddenly, her second come was approaching, and she felt stuffed with sperm and cock. He kept up his fuck-rhythm, never dropping it for a minute, his hands under her hot little ass, squeezing the full flesh and pressing her hard against his enlarged dick.

"Ready, baby?" he rasped.

"Ohhhh, yes, yes!" she cried, unable to contain herself for another second.

Then he fell on top of her and came in a cascade of hot foaming sperm, shooting in her cunt with an even rater force than the first time. Her climax joined his as she quivered on his jerking, climaxing cock, clenching herself to him in violent movements.

His body fucked hers with a steady vigor that rammed his cock-head into her cervix, deep up within her hairy cunt.

His pounding weight crushed the soft cheeks of her ass down into the sheets. It rumpled beneath her so that her butt felt abraded on the ridges of cloth. She didn't care. She twisted and jerked in her attempts to get more and more of the thick length of his slick prick up in her convulsing cunt.

Sweat formed on their bodies and ran off to stain the sheet and puddle beneath them.

Then, panting and gasping in total fulfillment, they fell into a tangled heap on the bed.

"That… that was some fuck," she panted.