“Shit,” I muttered, then blanched,”Sorry, ma’am.”
I looked closely at the dress, then turned to stare at Kevin,
who was still gazing in admiration at Isabella’s ass.
“Hey!” I called,”The dress is gonna tear if I pull it off from
here, I’m gonna have to pull her up from above!”
“So do it!” called back Kevin, annoyed at having his attention
taken away from the international star’s butt.
“Yeah, but then I’m gonna have to pull her up and if she slips
it’s a long fall.”
“I’ll set up some hay beneath if you want,” he called back,”And
I can try to catch her.”
“Set up the hay!” I called,”But then come up the ladder and
get beside her like I am now, then if I drop her you can catch her and
hold her in place.”
He frowned, not wanting to take his eyes of Isabella, but his
better judgement (and the script!) won out and he began to make his way
up the ladder.
When he was beneath her he took one last look at her firm ass
and bald pussy, then came up on the side of the ladder opposite me. He
nodded to me and I moved up to the hayloft, getting firm wood beneath
me.
“Ready, ma’am?” I asked, staring into her beautiful eyes. She
was sweating lightly and looked a little afraid, but also perhaps a little
aroused. After all, she knew she wasn’t wearing panties, she’d obviously
come out here to tease us with a glimpse of her ass and pussy and she must
have known that Kevin and I had gotten a good look at them both, now here
she was in close proximity with two sweaty workers who were about to put
their hands all over her.
“Okay,” I said, leaning over her back and grabbing her waist,”I’m
gonna pull you out and up so the nail doesn’t tear your dress, for a second
you’re gonna just be hanging there and I’ll be the only thing holding you
up, just don’t get scared, don’t panic and start kicking about, you’ll
be all right.”
“Okay,” she said with a nod.
I grabbed her waist and pulled her out, she was light but the
additional height made her seem heavier, although it was nothing I couldn’t
handle.
There was a tear noise, the nail had obviously remained caught
on the dress (as intended).
“Stop!” she called out.
“Shit!” I cried,”Grab her legs man!”
Kevin went to do just that, put all the weight of one leg on one
rung that had been specifically weakened. With a snap it broke and he
swung off to the side, his legs kicking as he held onto the side of the
ladder.
“SHIT!” he cried out, the two of us had now sworn several times
in front of her, but this wasn’t the time to watch obscenities,”I can’t!
I’m gonna fall if you don’t get her up!”
“I can’t hold her!” I lied loudly,”Ma’am, I’m gonna have to pull
you up!”
“My dress!” she cried.
“Forget the fucking dress!” I yelled and then hauled her up. With
a loud ripping noise the top of her dress was torn away and I was pulling
her up into the loft and into a pile of hay. I collapsed to the ground
and lay there, panting from the adrenaline.
Kevin got his footing back and scrambled up to the top of the
ladder, his eyes wide.
“Is she all righ…” he started, then stopped when he saw her lying
on the hay, the remains of her dress hiked up over her hips, her upper
body entirely naked. She was panting and sweating, trying to recover from
the fear which had converted into adrenaline.
“Oh,” he said, alternating between looking away and looking
back. He climbed up onto the loft and tried to look everywhere but at
her,”Um, ma’am, we’ll try and find you some kind of clothes to cover
you.”
Isabella finally seemed to realize that she was basically naked
as the day she was born, she sat up and grabbed some hay, pressed it
against her breasts, then pulled the dress down over her hips. But due
to having her ass against the wood she couldn’t pull it down far enough
to cover much more than her pussy-hair, if she’d had any.
“Uh,” I said,”Yeah… there must be something around here.”
We both turned to the sides, looking about and Isabella’s eyes
widening when she saw the bulge in our crotches. Her legs (which she’d
finally pulled together) began to squeeze against each other unconsciously
and she looked about, maybe again for these imaginary shocked people.
“Thank goodness my husband is away on business,” she said,”If
anyone was to see us like this, they might think the worse.”
“Yeah,” I said with a glance at Kevin,”Couple of guys, a classy
lady like you naked in the hayloft, people sure would talk.”
“You think of me as a classy lady?” she asked, her forearm had
dropped slightly and some of the hay had dropped away to reveal more of
her breasts. They were between medium and small, with small, pink nipples
that begged to be sucked on. The hay had rubbed against them and made
them erect, and with the sweat glistening off of her body made for quite
an erotic site,”Would it surprise you to know I have the same needs and
desires as some of the women you might…. see.”
“See,” Kevin said with a laugh,”Never heard it put that way.”
Her legs had parted slightly, she was still staring at us but
now one hand was straying down over the pale skin of her flat waist.
“I’ve had my share of midnight encounters before, and my husband
is away so often.”
Her hand slid between her legs, her eyes closed and she sighed
softly.
“I’m lonely, so lonely.”
“Oh fuck,” I whispered beneath my breath,”Do you believe this
shit?” I whispered to Kevin.
“If I’m dreaming,” he returned quietly,”Don’t pinch me.”
“So lonely,” Isabella moaned, her hand stroking between her legs.
“Three’s company,” said Kevin just loud enough to hear.
Her eyes opened slightly and she stared at him for a second, then
a small smile parted those beautiful lips of hers.
“It is indeed.”
She stood up and let the hay fall away from her chest, although
a couple of stray strands stayed in place, held by her sweat.
Kevin stepped forward and she slid one delicate hand over his
face, then they kissed lightly, tasting each others lips. Her hands then
grabbed the buckles of his overalls and undid them, the denim material
dropped down around his ankles.
“My goodness!” she exclaimed, staring down at his erect
penis,”It’s much bigger than my husbands!”
“You like?” he asked.
She reached down and tentatively touched it, then growing bolder
wrapped her small hand around it. She gasped in delight as she held onto
his cock and gave it a couple of strokes while his own hands slid up over
her hips and then began to gently knead and massage her breasts.
They continued this for a couple of minutes, then Isabella pulled
him down into the hay, laying on her back and spreading her legs for him,
her shaven bald cuntlips opening slightly to reveal her pink innerfolds.
“You ever try it differently?” asked Kevin with a grin.
“How else can you do it?” she asked, looking confused.
“Get on your hands and knees,” he said to her.
“Like a dog?” she asked, unsure.
“Exactly!” he replied with a laugh,”In fact, it’s called
Doggy-Style.”
“Oh my!” she said, putting one hand to her mouth,”You’re going
to do me like that?”
“Sure am,” he said,”And believe me, it’s a lot more fun that
way.”
She did as she was told, once more presenting her magnificent
ass to the two of us.
Kevin got behind her, on his knees, and grabbed his cock in his
hand, guiding it towards her pussy.
I couldn’t help but wish he would hurry it up, I was supposed to
wait until he had started fucking her before I got in front of her and
got the beautiful international star to suck me off.
“Ready or not,” said Kevin,”Here I come!”
And with that he grabbed her by the waist and lunged forward,
thrusting his cock balls-deep between her bald snatch.
Isabella screamed out at the sudden, pleasurable feel of his cock
penetrating her tight little cunt. She arched her back and threw back her
head, howling out in excitement.
With a grunt, Kevin pulled his cock back from her tight, sucking
cunt until just the head remained inside, then her slammed it back into
the beautiful woman’s snug, juicy fuckhole. His prick glistened with
her lubricating juices as he began to fuck in and out of her, her cuntlips
clung onto his meat and pulled out and were pushed back in with each thrust
of his cock.
He began sliding his cock in and out of the horny celebrity’s
pussy with pistoning thrusts of his shaft, rasping it along her clit
and driving her crazy with passion. His hands traveled up from her
waist and began to squeeze her nice, not quite small tits as he fucked
her good and hard.
“Ahhh!! YES!” cried out Isabella,”YES!!!!”
– Okay, she’d good and ready, – I thought and walked past the
two of them, moving around so I stood in front of her. I undid the
buckles of my overalls which dropped down around my ankles, then dropped
to my knees.
Her eyes, glazed with lust, looked up and saw my cock in front
of her face. She knew what to do instantly and within seconds her mouth
was wrapped around the head of my cock.
– Yes! – my mind cried happily as she began to suck on my cock.
Kevin began to grunt and moan as he fucked his prick into her
pussy harder, she was close and so was he, ready to cum whereas my pleasure
had just started. I only regretted that I wouldn’t get to fuck that nice
tight looking cunt of hers, but I wasn’t into sloppy seconds unless I
really had no choice.
Isabella spread her legs a little wider and began to thrust her
cunt back against her lover’s pistoning cock with each hard stroke and
thrust of his meat into her. Kevin gripped tightly onto her breasts
and squeezed them in time to the thrusts of his cock as his hips slapped
against her firm rear, he’d arched his back and thrown his head back as
his fucking strokes came faster and faster, his cock slamming in and out
of her juicy, tight pussy and fucking her good.
He stabbed his prick in and out of her faster and faster, making
Isabella moan and sob in ecstasy as she slammed her ass back against his
hips. Her moans were muffled by my cock in her mouth, which she was
sucking on expertly, rubbing her tongue up and down the length of my
meat and tightening and loosening the grip of those beautiful lips of
hers around my shaft. Her head bobbed up and down in time with the fucking
she was getting from Kevin and it was an incredibly erotic sight, seeing
Isabella Rosselinni sucking on my cock as Kevin Spacey fucking her tight,
bald pussy with everything he had.
The friction of his cockshaft along the sensitive lips of her
cunt was driving Isabella wild and she began to move and twist her ass
about wantonly, slamming her butt back against his hips.
I wondered what she would have been screaming if her mouth wasn’t
plugged with my cock, but I didn’t really care, I was more interested with
her sucking mouth around my dick than any words that might come out of
it.
Isabella’s pink cuntlips clung to Kevin’s shaft as he withdrew
and plunged his cock back into her. Her pussy stretched around the meat
inside of her, his balls bounced against her clitoris each time he slammed
back into her cunt and fucked her good.
He fucked her harder and harder, the hot feelings of her cunt
around his cock was driving him wild as he pumped his hips in and out of
her, filling her eager snatch with his throbbing hardness. She slammed
her cunt back against his hips and strained to get every inch of him that
she could into her even as her lips stretched to their utmost and took my
cock all the way into her mouth, pressing against the back of her throat.
Kevin’s body stiffened and Isabella felt his cock jerk and swell
even larger inside of her. He crammed every inch into her, thrusting his
hips forward to their utmost and arching his back to get maximum
penetration into her hot snatch, and then he was shooting spurt after
spurt of his sperm into Isabella’s sucking cunt.
Isabella responded in kind as she felt Kevin blow his load inside
of her and came as well, cumming in a how rush of sweet pussy juices
which began to spray out in the thin gaps between cockmeat and cunthole.
Her mouth locked down tight on my dick as she ground her ass back
against his hips. Kevin was giving a couple of last strokes into her
pussy before he pulled out, and her juices were getting free and spilling
onto the wooden loft.
Finally he pulled out and instantly Isabella’s hand was thrusting
between her legs as she began wanking herself, even as she sucked on my
cock.
Kevin lay on his back in the hay, his cock dwindling slowly as
he watched Isabella’s ass wave back and forth as she jerked herself off
and sucked on my cock.
“Man,” he grunted,”You gotta try that sweet pussy.”
“Don’t like sloppy seconds,” I replied.
“Fuck her ass then,” he replied sleepily.
“Not gay,” I replied.
He sat up and chuckled.
“Idiot,” he said,”She is a chick you realize.”
“Yeah, with a mouth and a pussy,” I replied as Isabella busily
sucked on my cock,”That’s more than enough for me.”
“How do you know you don’t like if you don’t try?” he asked me.
“I’ve never been shot either,” I said,”I know I don’t like that.”
“You should try it man,” he said,”You don’t know what you’re
missing.”
“Even if I wanted to I couldn’t,” I replied,”I didn’t bring any
lubrication.”
He laughed again,”Man, for someone whose fucked as many woman
as you have, you’re pretty naive… what do you think that mouth of hers
is for anyway?”
I had to admit I’d become curious, Kevin was someone I’d come to
like and respect, which didn’t happen very often. He certainly seemed
to endorse fucking a woman’s ass and he was right, I couldn’t make a
judgement until I’d experienced it myself.
I reached down and took Isabella by the chin, she stopped sucking
on me and looked up at me with confused eyes. I pulled my cock from her
mouth, a trail of saliva running from my glistening cockmeat to her open
mouth and told her to turn around.
She smiled in delight, obviously thinking that she was going to
get another cock into her cunt.
I got down on my knees behind her hot ass and spread her cheeks
apart, seeing her tightly puckered, pink asshole staring back at me, it
was glistening with sweat.
“There’s no way I’ll get my cock into that,” I said,”It’s too
small.”
“Hark to the man with the vanity!” laughed Kevin,”You gotta loosen
her up, put a couple of fingers up her pussy, get ’em nice and wet and
frig her ass a bit, then put your cock in.”
“Seems like a lot of bother just to fuck her asshole,” I muttered.
“Why do you think people go to the bother,” he chuckled,”Because
it’s worth it.”
I did as he said, scooping two fingers between her cuntlips, then
fingerfucking her for a minute or so, making her moan happily.
Then I put the smaller finger against her asshole and pressed it
against the pink pucker, getting nothing but resistance.
“Shit,” I muttered,”Even this finger’s too big.”
Kevin sighed,”Just push all right, she’ll take it.”
I did push and suddenly her asshole was parting around my finger,
accepting the finger inside of her rectum. My eyes widened in surprise,
her ass was like a clamp around just my finger, I wasn’t sure just how
she’d possibly take my cock, but had to admit the idea was suddenly a
bit more appealing. I began to push the finger in until I had it two
knuckles deep within her tightly clasping sphincter, then began to pull
it out till just the tip of my finger was left. I soon had a steady
motion going, finger-fucking her asshole with the small digit faster and
faster, and to my surprise Isabella was actually moaning in pleasure.
“Cool,” said Kevin,”Looks like she enjoys it, that’s a bonus.”
I grunted back and then placed the second finger against her
ass and began to push it in with the other.
“Ooh!” gasped Isabella, then pushed her ass back. At first her
ass resisted again, and then I had two fingers in her asshole which were
soon slamming in and out of her rectum faster and faster, stretching her
sphincter in preperation for my cock.
“That’s it,” observed Kevin,”Just a bit more of that, then she’ll
be ready for your cock.”
For another minute I fucked my fingers in and out of her ass, then
finally pulled them out with a slight popping noise.
“Okay,” I said,”Let’s get it over with.”
I raised myself up and took my cock in hand, then pressed it
against Isabella’s asshole.
“Oh!” she gasped as she felt my cockhead press against her pucker,
then she turned her head and smiled at me,”About time.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle, I wasn’t sure how other women might
feel about anal sex, but Isabella seemed all for it, although her reaction
could just have been in response to my sexual programming that increased
her body’s reaction to erotic stimuli.
My cockhead pressed firmly against her ass, pressed and pressed
and then finally her asshole relented and with some exertion I got the
head of my cock into her ass.
“Oh fuck!” I gasped as her incredibly tight sphincter closed
about my cockhead and gripped it in a white-hot, iron grip.
Kevin just chuckled.
I swallowed, gulped and then pushed another inch into her asshole.
I couldn’t believe the unbelievable heat of her ass, the incredible
tightness of her butt, it was like nothing I’d ever felt before.
She was fucking tight!!!!
Her asshole actually seemed a part of the three or four inches
I had inside of her, like we’d bonded somehow. I’d never felt a cunt this
tight and hot before, although that didn’t make her ass better than a cunt
it did make it a very interesting alternative. I grabbed her hips tightly
with my hands began to slowly push into her, fucking inch after inch into
a butthole so tight it almost hurt to fuck her.
So far I had seven inches of my cock into her tight ass channel,
I didn’t think I’d get much more in, so I began to pull away. To my
surprise her cunt seemed to tug back on my cock, almost as if it was
sucking it back down and I had to fight to get every inch back out of
her. Eventually only an inch was left inside of her and I pushed back
into her, fucking back into her butthole and this time getting a little
further down. I repeated this many times until I was finally able to
get a steady motion going inside her ass without feeling like she was
going to rip my dick off. My cock seemed to be throbbing with pleasure
as I fucked Isabella Rosselinni’s butt, it felt so good to be really
pushing my meat deep into her rectum. Now that her ass had relaxed I
was able to assfuck her faster and faster, plunging my cock in and out
of her ass faster and faster, hearing her moan and groan in pleasure as
she wanked herself, fingerfucking her own cunt deeply as I buttfucked
her. The friction caused by her anal passage around my dick was driving
me wild, it was a new sensation for someone who’d been feeling jaded by
sex recently.
“Oooh,” moaned Isabella,”Good…. I like… feel’s so nice when
you… uh! uh! UH! UHHHH!!!”
Suddenly she was cumming, her body seizing up and her eyes rolling
back as she threw her head back. Cum splashed out of her cunt and all
over her fingers, running down her thighs to the ground. Her asshole
locked down even tighter about my cock, making it harder to fuck her,
although that didn’t stop me.
“AHH SHIT!!!” I cried as I slammed all of my cock up her ass,
and pulled on her hips to get even deeper. I ground against her firm
asscheeks and then I was cumming, shooting several streams of cum deep
into Isabella Rosselinni’s bowels and I was loving it. For a little
while I just settled my hips against her butt, then slowly pulled my
cock out of her tight ass, feeling the coldness of the air after the
intense, incredible heat of her butthole.
“So,” said Kevin sardonically,”Changed your mind?”
“It’s not a cunt,” I grunted.
“No,” he replied,”It’s an ass.”
“And it’s nice,” I said,”Different, a nice change of pace… but
I still prefer cunts.”
He laughed,”No one’s accusing you of being gay, it’s perfectly
acceptable to enjoy screwing a woman’s ass.”
“Damn right,” muttered Isabella sleepily, making us both look
over at her in surprise, then we both started laughing. Kevin got all the cameras while I put Isabella back into a trance
and re-inforced previous commands to turn this encounter into a dream
which she would have later tonight and again every night until it was
expunged from her short term memory.
When every trace of us ever being there (the estate belonged to
a Client who’d been happy enough to lend it to us, operatives would
come in tomorrow and give it a thorough cleaning to double check for
us) was gone, we took the films to the techs.
We had the conversations between Kevin and I removed, then while
Kevin and I were being replaced with CGI’s (*) of other people to protect
us in case the films were ever discovered I muttered a keyword to the
tech when Kevin wasn’t paying attention, the result of this would be
having the original films changed as well so that while Kevin remained,
I’d be replaced with a CGI of another celebrity, part of my insurance
policy.
After all was done, Kevin and I took a moment before going our
separate ways.
“Good work,” I said to him,”I usually don’t like sharing the
limelight, but working with you was a pleasure.”
“I feel the same way,” he said with a smile, and extended his
hand. I shook it, then we turned and went our separate ways. (*) – CGI, Computer Generated Image. More on this is explained
in chapter eight. ————
Present Day.
———— The film finished, I took it out of the projector and returned
it to it’s canister.
“No more no buts,” I chuckled.
A lot had changed since then, the old Head wad dead, replaced
by Kevin. I remained the top of The Organization s ‘producers’ but was
now sidelined by a ridiculous trial because Gary Cole had been stupid
enough to leave memoirs, the asshole had deserved to be put in jail,
he deserved even more to be dead.
– So what if this Trial has me sidelined – I thought to myself
as I put the box away, – It’s a temporary thing, nothing is gonna keep
me out of the game. –
And just like Bart, anyone who got in my way would pay.
I went to bed, turned on the hypnotic conditioning that I was
now running every night to make sure I stayed in firm control of my
subconscious, then went to sleep.
