KeyWords : Celeb,Groups,Fantasy
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Dear Readers, The idea of this story came as a wet dream. A dream of all my favorite celebrities fucking me, all at once. I guess that ain't going to happen anytime soon so instead, I decided to put this idea in form of erotica. The series will feature extensive femdom (celebrities tend to be arrongant and want the control all the time lol) To add more heat, I have decided to put up pictures along with each episode of the celebrities that are featured in the episodes. You can read the story with pictures here: http://sites.pornographytimes.com/erotica/series/celebs/chapter1.htm Contact me at cellinis(at)pornographytimes.com to tell me what other celebrities you would like to see in these episodes. I also put up loads of celebrity news and pics on my free site pornographytimes.com Check it out, maybe you'll like it! |
"So basically, we have to find a guy who can please us all, all seven of us, without ever letting out our secret." Demi asked for the umpteenth time.
"Quiet." Madonna's answer was curt. Didn't this babe get anything they had been telling her? And they call blondes dumb. Jesus!
"Looks fantastic, doesn't it! Where the hell do we find such a guy?" Kim asked, pushing back her beautiful blonde hair.
"Halle has an idea," it was Madonna again, her nyphomanic status having made her the head of this weird group. "Why don't you tell them Halle?"
The black beauty looked at her entourage. 51 year old Kim Basinger, famous for her gorgeous body if not her average acting skills. 42 year old, and completely renewed Demi Moore who still had her innocent childish face. Madonna, still the nyphomaniac at 46, even after giving birth to couple of kids. According to her, it had made her even more horny. The 34 year old Nicole Kidman, all the accolades and still barren of womb. Soon to be 51 but still hotter than hell, Rene Russo. Another 40 year old, Italian this time, Monica Bellucci. And herself, 38 last august, always horny, but she seemed to attract every bad relationship imaginable. They were the whose who of Hollywood, but quite unable to satisfy their cravings. As Nicole, the youngest amongst them, had said, they were the Middle Aged Club.
"I know of this dude," she told her attentive audience, "Kate Winslet, from Titanic remmembers? She told me about this Indian guru she had met when shooting in India."
"You're kidding me. I sure as hell ain't looking for some old man. I have many of them in boutique!" Monica Bellucci interrupted her.
"Let her finish, will you?" Madonna's exparated voice sounded again. She would have prefered to do this alone, but even she had to agree that more there were, the better it was.
"Sorry." Monica said.
"Well, she told me about this Indian guru." Halle continued "And Monica, he is not what interests us. It is his son. He is 19 or something. Ambitious, handsome and an incredible lover."
"What do you mean incredible lover?" Rene joined in the conversation for the first time. Until then, she had been more than happy listening to the bickerings of her fellow stars.
"Kate told me that he 'serviced' her for 14 straight hours, without his dick ever going limp!"
"Kate's a liar." Demi decided for them all.
"I don't think so." Madonna said. "In fact, I have heard rumors about this too. It is a result of certain mantras, when you hear them in your mothers womb, and then practice them from a very young age, it gives incredible sexual powers."
"Okay, lets say it is true. We can't go to India, can we? We need something closer to home, right here in LA, if possible." It was Kim.
"Thats the idea. Halle here goes down, gets the man, and then we use him as our sexual slave." Madonna told her.
"What makes you think he will be willing to come here, much less be our sexual slave?" Nicole asked sceptically.
"Money." Madonna said, simply. "And ambition."
"We can give he what he wants,"Halle continued for Madonna, "besides, these Indians are star crazy. Specially for us Hollywood stars." she added with laughter.
x--x--x (5 days later, an unnamed hotel on Sunsel Boulevard, room 1345)
"Welcome to USA Sri!" Halle reached out her hand to take the well bodied dark hand the guest had extended to her. "I am sorry but I couldn't possibly come and pick you up at the airport. Hope you don't mind."
"It is okay." His accent was thick, but understandable. Due to her shooting schedule, Halle had been unable to make the trip down to India. Instead, she had called Kate in London and asked her for the telephone number, or some other way to contact Sri, the guru's son. She had been surprised when Kate gave her an email address. Though not very crazy about emails herself, she had nevertheless taken the time to write a simple message.
Sri had responded within a couple of hours. Surprised at the mention of Kate's name, a fond memory, even if ephemeral. It had took him a good hour before making the connection between Halle Berry and Halle Berry the bond girl. And then when Halle called him, offering him the oppurtunity to live in US and earn tons of money, he packed his bags without much ado. His parents were rather angry at his decision, but since Halle had already sent him a flight ticket and an introductory letter to the American Embassy to help him get the visa, there was really little they could do.
Sri had been told to take a cab from the LAX to the hotel, told a million times to shut his mouth about who he was going to meet. The cab had cost him all the US dollars he had, but he didn't worry much. He could live of the roads and dessert, should it come to that. Besides, he was sure that some one as popular as Halle Berry wouldn't set him up on a wild goose chase.
Nevertheless, knowing that he had been right about Halle came as a relief. A relief that showed in his face while his strong hands held those of the black Bond Girl. "I am very pleased to meet you!" he beamed.
"So am I!" Halle told him. Then taking him by his hand she brought him inside, carefully closing the door behind them.
"What is this job you told me about?" Sri asked her. She was still engrossed in giving him a look over. Around 6 feet in height, nice dark tan, not much different from Halle's own, roundish face devoid of even a single imperfection and most of all, a radiant confidence that told everyone around that he was present. Halle was satisfied by their choice.
"Don't you want to rest after the long flight?" she asked him. She still hadn't figured out exactly how to explain him his new job.
"I am not tired." Neither did he look tired. From her own experience, Halle knew that Delhi to Los Angeles must have been a mother fucker of a long ride. Maybe Kate was right after all! Even she had been sceptic but anyone who could look so fresh after nearly a day in plane, must have loads of reserves of energy! And he was going to need them too!
'Well, let me tell him about his job then.' Halle said to herself, taking off the blue top and sliding down her designer jeans right in front of Sri. Sri's jaw dropped in surprise and confusion. His eyes fixed upon Halle Berry's rather large and gorgeous chest. Halle picked up a book, watching his face with humor in her eyes, and put her lithe body down on the parka lounger. Her only statement of modesty was the pink underwear that hid her bush from the starring eyes of Sri. Her eyes shifted down to his pants, she could clearly make out his hard-on! Now wasn't this something!
"Sri, your new job is being my sex slave," she told him, opening her legs wide, "You please me and my friends and we will make you a rich man."
Sri didn't know what to say. So Kate had told her friends about him and now they wanted a piece of him. That didn't bother him much. But what was this sex slave thing? He decided to put the question to Halle, still lusting in front of her nude body.
"Meaning that you must please us whenever we want, who ever we want. You do what we tell you to do. It is as simple as that." Halle replied to his query. "Does that bother you?"
"No." The way Halle phrased her question, none could have answered otherwise.
"Then come here big boy!" Halle cooed again. She didn't seem to speak like the Bond Girl in the district cinema! She spoke like a woman who needed to be fucked, and with that young Sri had loads of experience. He moved in front of Halle allowing her to unzip his pants. Halle was quick and soon his pants and underwear were off, revealing 15 inches of sheer pleasure. Halle nearly choked herself in surprise! Kate had never mentioned just how big it was!
Holding his cock in her hands, as if it were a bomb ready to explode, Halle brought it slowly towards her mouth. Then putting out her sexy tongue, she started licking. Not that this cock needed her licking to get ready! But it just seemed appropriat. Just the look of Sri's cock had been enough to get her juices flowing and after a couple of minutes of tasting his raw meat, she was ready to fuck him.
She didn't waste time in the preliminaries. Pushing him down on the bed she held his horse-cock in her hands and sat right upon it. Not only was Sri's cock long, but it was also quite thick, thicker than anything that had gone into Halle's pussy so far. But her pre-cum was flowing so freely that it didn't hurt her in the least as she slid her cunt right over the young Indian cock.
She started riding his cock, crazy with lust. Sri just looked at those massive boobs moving up and down all over him. His hips were now moving in sync with Halle's movements, his cock penentrating her deepest parts, places where no other cock had ever gone before. Halle had taken all of the 15 inches Sri offered and her cunt had expanded to fit it too. Her fucking was not in the least romantic, like Kate's had been, but raw, full of fury and passion. Sri couldn't complain though, he was getting to fuck a Bond Girl!
Halle came within three minutes of having Sri's cock inside her. She wanted more. Sliding over his cock onto the couch, she spread her legs again. Sri got up and took her legs in his hands and then put his cock in her waiting cunt, fucking her some more. This time Halle had more control over her movements and started to grind her cunt over Sri's cock, reciprocating the pleasure this young Indian was giving her. Sri, long travel, 18 days without sex, and the fact that he was fucking a Hollywood star, couldn't control himself under such duress. His cock spurted streams of cum in the unprotected pussy of Halle Berry.
Halle was surprised by the amount of cum inside her pussy. She had never seen so much cum come out of a single cock! But she was even more surprised when Sri continued fucking her, without even missing a beat, as if nothing had happened! Neither did his cock go limp! Halle couldn't believe her luck! Throughout the day and throughout the night they fucked, stopping every now and then for food and drinks, though Sri only drank water. Not once through this time Sri's cock go down, or fatigue hit his body. He just fucked her like a machine, but a machine that knew where to touch a woman.
Halle had completely lost the count of how many times she had cum. And it was she, covered in Sri's cum from face to her ass, that put an end to this wonderful fucking for her body could take no more. She woke up at 11 in the afternoon, right besides her new hunk. Her hand slipped beneath the bedsheets and much to her surprise, Sri was still rock hard, even sleeping! Yes! He was indeed better than even Kate had told her! She allowed him to sleep some more, certain that her friends would not let him rest much that night, when they finally got to meet him!