I was in a hurry more than usual as I ate my breakfast in the outdoor dining area. I even cut down on jacking off from Scarlett, since I wanted to eat fast and get in line for my last Comic Con panel.
Of course, I forgot that when I saw someone familiar eating nearby. This time, it happened to be geek favorite Olivia Munn. I’d seen her around the convention a bunch of times, but I’d been too occupied to greet her.
I pondered whether I had to time to greet her now – although ‘greeting’ celebrities had worked well lately. But I stopped myself from thinking that far. Not because I was still timid or that I wouldn’t want to do more than ‘greet’ Olivia, but because there wouldn’t be time.
However, if I didn’t waste any more time thinking to myself, there might be time for a regular meet and greet. Heck, it might even be funny to have one signature from someone who didn’t bang me later. What else could I do but laugh?
Resolved to just laugh, I got up, took out my ever present pen and notepad and headed to Olivia’s table. She was sitting alone, wearing a flattering white shirt and jeans, but I didn’t need to get bogged down in that. “Hi,” I got her attention. “Do you mind?”
Once she saw my pen and pad, she responded, “No, sure, of course not.” I took that to be a yes and handed her my tools – writing tools. As it predictably turned out, she turned to the page with both Scarlett and Cobie’s signatures. “Wow, you got lucky already,” Olivia commented.
I forced my face to stay still, or at least not blush, but it didn’t work completely. “Yeah, I guess so,” I admitted halfway. “In fact, I’m hoping to get luckier today,” I went on to change the subject, although getting “luckier” today didn’t need to sound dirty, for my sake.
But after leaving that kind of hint, I had to clear it up a little, so I explained, “I’m actually trying to eat fast and get to the Community panel. Welcome back Dan Harmon and all.” Olivia nodded in understanding as she signed my pad, and then I lit up and realized, “And see one of your old co-stars too!”
I had a long and obscure memory – at least in some areas – to remember this. But so did Olivia, as she deduced, “Ah, you’re anxious to see Alison.”
That would be beyond obvious to her if she hadn’t just met me. Yet in spite of all the sexy actresses I met and…..met this weekend, I was still anxious just to see Alison Brie at the Community panel. Maybe it was a sign that I was with someone who co-starred with her, and her boyfriend, in a recent “Funny or Die” Internet short.
“Yeah, I am,” I admitted to Olivia. “It’s natural to feel anxious over your biggest celebrity crush. At least I assume.”
That might have bordered on too much information, especially to a stranger. Those who knew me and had spying powers might wonder why Alison was still my biggest crush, even after my multiple encounters. But I had my answer from watching Community for four years [and loving it for three] and watching other examples of how ridiculously gorgeous Alison was, from top to bottom – not to mention the center.
“No, that sounds right,” Olivia played along. I imagined she heard more….detailed stuff about her from fanboys over the years. Which was well earned in my opinion, although the most I’d seen of her until today was in “The Newsroom” – as Aaron Sorkin’s only semi-competent female character on most weeks. But there were those leaked, ultra-graphic sexting messages from her a few years back….
I was wise enough not to bring up either memory to her. And I was disproportionately rewarded when Olivia said, “You know, I still text with her. I can let her know you’ll be there.”
“You what?” I asked, too prematurely to use good grammar. I recovered and asked better, “You’d do that?”
“Well, I’ll need to send her a picture too. In case I don’t describe you that vividly.” She got out a cell phone and asked, “Do you mind?”
“No, not at all,” I answered, then Olivia got up and stood next to me. She held up her phone in front of us, then we smiled as she took our picture together. Once it sank in, I remembered that for everything I did with Yvonne, Cobie and Scarlett – I never remembered to get a picture with them.
“One more for mine?” I quickly asked. Olivia didn’t go anywhere as I got out my phone, stayed next to her and aimed it at us. I got my finger in the right place, then impulsively decided to put my free arm around her. Yet she stayed still as I got a picture for my own personal use.
Once I saw my photo came out okay, Olivia showed me that hers – the one she was going to send Alison – did too. “Wow. Now I really have to make that panel,” I realized, then nearly rushed back to scarf the rest of my food. But I was courteous enough to thank Olivia first, then I went back and just took a few big bites before leaving my food behind.
The karma Gods gave me one last break for that, as I made the panel and got a pretty good seat. Which meant I wasn’t too far away from the cast, their fired/rehired boss Dan Harmon – or Alison.
She had on a dark blue outfit that showed a fair amount of leg, but didn’t cling extremely tight to her supple chest. But she still displayed her big, bright smile, sparkling blue eyes, cascading brunette hair, weird sense of humor in giving Ken Jeong a wet willie at the end, and reassuring words for fans about next season.
I hadn’t had my fill quite yet, so when the panel was over, I stood outside the hall with the crowd for autographs and pictures. I was too focused to get any from the other cast members, which I would kick myself for later. For this moment, I waited patiently for Alison.
When she came out, I waited on edge for her to get to me. Once she got closer, turned her head and caught my eye, her large eyes seemed to get wider.
If this wasn’t a sign that Olivia kept her word, I really was pathological. However, I was let off the hook when Alison got in front of me and said, “Hi.”
“Did Olivia….” I asked, in lue of a hi or a fanboy gush. Nevertheless, Alison nodded and confirmed everything. Yet now that I had my moment, I actually had to perform it. “Well, um, I don’t want to keep them waiting.”
I handed over my notepad and pen, trusting her to sign while I got my phone set up for our picture. Once I was set, Alison handed back my materials, then stood shoulder to shoulder with me as I lifted up the phone. My free hand was full with the pad and pen and every second counted, so I couldn’t touch Alison, although the perfect picture would have to do.
“Thanks,” I said, making it two out of three times I lost my words with her.
“Sure. Hope you like what I signed,” she said brightly, then left to greet the fans next to me. For a second, I was let down that that was that, and not just because I’d been so spoiled this weekend. Regardless, she did hype up her signature.
I looked through my pad until I found Alison’s signature – as well as the words “Room 434. 30 minutes,” below it. At that point, I closed my pad and shoved it back in my pants, hiding the evidence of….something I couldn’t let hard core, potentially jealous fanboys see. After all, they’d probably jump to the same hard core conclusion I just did.
I left the crowd and found a more discreet place to look at….what she wrote. At the least, I never got this kind of advance notice for a….encounter. If that was what the invite was for. Maybe she just wanted to talk to a big fan, although that didn’t mean nothing else would come of it. But whether it was planned out or could come up later….fuck.
The next 25 minutes went by too slow. I wanted to get dressed up, although who knew if that would matter later. In case clothing was required the whole way through, I should probably look good. Yet I spent so much time in my own head – and so much time making sure my pants were comfortable – I didn’t actually move my body.
When I finally checked the time, I rushed to the elevator and went up to the fourth floor. It looked like I would still get there on time, in an Annie Edison-like display of punctuality. I then willed myself to stop thinking of Annie/Alison….displaying herself in ways unfit for TV. If only for a few minutes.
I got to the door for room 434, settled myself one more time, and knocked the door. It opened promptly – but not by who I was expecting. “Olivia?”
“You made it,” Olivia said inside Alison’s room – if this was Alison’s room. “Right on time. If Alison’s right on time, we’ll have to make this quick.”
I silently went into the room, while asking “What?” pretty loudly in my head. Since she mentioned Alison, I supposed I wasn’t sent here to hook up with Olivia instead of her. Was she supposed to….warm me up for Alison anyway? I was already pretty warm enough.
“Okay, here’s the setup,” Olivia promised answers. “You already know I did my dirty joke for Alison and Dave’s video,” she reminded. That video ended with Dave winning a “Blumpkin” – a blow job while taking a crap – from Olivia, to Alison’s comic disgust. I liked at least one part of that.
“Well, me and her got to talking during that shoot. And we talked at other places we were at together. Sometimes we’ve….done more than that,” Olivia confessed, allowing me time to imagine and infer. “But I have to fly to Singapore tonight, and she’ll be back doing Community soon. This is the last chance we’ll have to talk for a while, so….I figured we didn’t have to do it alone.”
A million words, phrases and impulses ran through my head, yet all I could say about it was “Talk?” I supposed it was the most pertinent question, though. But talk meaning….what I hoped was one thing. The both of them talking with me….
Just then, there was a knock on the door. Olivia went to open it for the second time, while I stayed flat on my feet – even when Olivia let Alison in.
“Hi again,” Alison said, her casual, pleasant greeting seeming out of place after Olivia’s last words. “What’d I miss?”
“I just bought him up to speed,” Olivia informed her….friend.
“Did you?” I spoke up. “Did you….” I scrambled to phrase this right. “Did you scout me for a three way?” I blurted, getting flashbacks of how Scarlett and Cobie scouted me – but they never finished it off together.
“Not at first,” Alison replied, which confirmed it without saying yes. I tried to scramble my brain around it and listen all at once, as Alison continued, “We got to texting after Olivia sent me your picture and told me you….liked me. We knew we needed to do something hot before we left, and we hadn’t done this yet, so….it seemed to fit into place.”
“Well, we’ll see about that soon,” Olivia commented. When I got how she was talking about “fit into place” I did my best not to get flustered in front of them.
“Then I saw you at the panel. Hanging on our every word, laughing at them, cheering for me and Annie. Olivia figured you’d be devoted enough to help close this out with a bang. Was she wrong?” Alison asked, as I saw her sweet eyes turn more….aroused.
“I don’t want her to be,” I admitted.
“But we don’t have all the time in the world to prove me right,” Olivia broke in. “We gotta fit in the good stuff while we can.” With that, she worked on getting her jeans off.
“I know you’ll wanna do most of this with Alison. But since I got this going, you can remember I’m here too, right?” she asked, as she kicked off her pants and then threw her shirt off.
“That shouldn’t be a problem,” I agreed, taking in Olivia in a white bra and panties, which was a sexy contrast to her darker skin. Her chest wasn’t as well defined as Alison’s, but her bra showed off a level of cleavage and two round shapes that would make many others pale in comparison.
Her long black hair landed over her shoulders and just above her breasts, and her face had the same kind of innocent, but naughty look Alison had – although Olivia’s sultriness was more obvious at first glance.
The best proof of how beautiful Olivia’s body was, was that it kept me distracted while Alison stripped to her bra and panties. But that ended when Alison walked into view, just after her blue bra did.
My cock could have broken out of my pants then and there – better that than doing other things too soon. But that was still a danger, given Alison’s exposed legs, hips, curves, cleavage and knowing smile. However, the true impact came when I took in both of them in their bra and panties.
Comparing the exotic Olivia and the paler Alison side-by-side was breathtaking, as they oozed their own different brand of sexuality. It was easy by reputation and Internet buzz to classify Olivia as the naughtier, more seductive one, even before seeing her pose like this. Alison’s TV characters helped give her a sweeter, more innocent persona, with naughtiness underneath the surface – despite her colorful sex stories in interviews.
But now these women and their different, yet equally seductive styles were on display for me. And if they’d….displayed with each other before, who knew what they could have taught the other? Or me? On that note, I found it very unfair and uncomfortable that I hadn’t shown them anything yet.
I quickly unzipped myself and pulled my cock out, then bothered to unbuckle my pants and take off my shirt. As my pants were down, I heard Alison mutter, “Well, okay,” while I put my shirt over my head. By the time I was naked, the mostly naked Alison and Olivia were strutting towards me – with Alison dropping to her knees first.
“You said we should hurry,” Alison seemed to tell Olivia. Her mouth then turned its full attention to me – and my cock.
She went halfway down on the first swallow, then popped me out and took my head back in. Her tongue lashed my slit as my throat was clogged up with groans and other incoherent sounds. A few escaped when Alison licked down my shaft and briefly got to my balls, then licked back up and took me halfway down again.
The only difference between this and my fantasies was that Alison didn’t have a bra on in my head. And yet as I looked down her cleavage, then down at Alison’s sexy doe eyes looking up at me, I knew my imagination hadn’t measured up.
It certainly didn’t have Alison coming off as Olivia dropped to her knees next to her.
She got even more of me down her throat the first time, then pointed my cock upwards and took my balls right into her mouth. Her tongue jiggled them around, before it and her mouth came off and immediately bobbed up and down my shaft.
More incoherent noises came out as Olivia’s aggressive blowjob went on. I was about to grab onto her head, until she backed off and handed my cock back to Alison. But it provided little relief, as she sunk all the way down my cock and moaned. I could only stop my knees from buckling back further, while my hands had no clue what to do.
I figured they were making me go off quickly now, so I could last longer inside them later and save time. Yet if that was the case, Alison would have kept sucking me dry. Instead, she took her mouth away, put it against my balls, and just kissed them. In fact, she kept kissing them gently as she pointed my cock up, and Olivia then came to suckle my head even softer.
Four soft lips and two silky tongues were soothing my aching cock, even if kissing and licking it wasn’t making it less hard. Still, I wasn’t ready to come on the spot, even when Alison released my balls and licked the right side of my shaft, with Olivia licking the left.
The two beauties slid their tongues over to my head, going back and forth in licking it. Alison’s lips then glided over my right side, with Olivia following on the left. At that point, Olivia’s lips wrapped around my head and suckled it gently like a newborn – although Alison’s mouth wasn’t as slow on my balls.
Alison noisily suckled my balls, while Olivia made softer humming sounds on my head. They both popped off at the same time and changed position, as Olivia’s head went over to my balls and gave them a gentler treatment. In contrast, Alison bobbed up and down the top of my shaft and put on another noisy show.
Eventually, both of them got on the same page when Olivia attacked my balls. When both women came off me again, Olivia proceeded to gobble down my shaft, with Alison kissing it whenever Olivia had to come off. Once Olivia went all the way down and slowly came up, Alison licked every inch that her partner’s mouth exposed, then gave my head a brief but powerful suckle when Olivia was off.
At that move, I stopped my inane groans and finally used English again. “Fuck!” I started. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Alison and Olivia gave satisfied chuckles, then Alison took my cock back and rubbed the head against her exposed cleavage.
“Is this what you wanted all this time?” Alison asked me, using an irresistibly gentle tone.
“Some of it,” I gasped out. Olivia interrupted by taking my cock and rubbing it over her own breasts.
“Well, we want our money’s worth too. If we let you cum, you’re gonna have more later, right? And it’s gonna be an even bigger load, right?” she demanded, fitting my head in her cleavage. “I’m gonna get so wet on my flight, remembering this load of cum. But it’s a long flight, so I need two hot batches to think about. So does Alison.”
“Yeah, I do,” Alison confirmed, taking my dick and giving it a regular, slow but teasing blow job – while Olivia finally unhooked Alison’s bra. Afterwards, Alison lowered her cups and I felt Olivia take my cock back in her mouth, although my eyes stayed locked on her partner’s perfect tits.
“These aren’t the only ones you should cum on,” Alison snapped me out of it, then unhooked Olivia’s bra as she sucked me off this time. Olivia then took her cups off, but kept my cock in her mouth as I gazed down at her smaller, but quite firm and perky chest.
Alison sat on her knees side by side with Olivia, as the two took quick turns sucking me off. Olivia soon took me all the way back in, but didn’t suck me down. She kept me down her throat, giving her own sexy doe eyed look up at me, which made me throw my head back and place my left hand on her head.
When Olivia came off, she took me back in and suckled down a little less, then repeated the pattern until she just had my head in. Once she came completely off, my right hand went onto Alison’s head as she took my cock back.
I had a hand each in two soft, gorgeous sets of hairs, as their even softer, gorgeous lips put their final touches on me. The two trailed their tongues down and each licked one testicle, then went up and each licked the undersides of my head, as their hands started palming my balls.
It was a miracle I lasted this long, but at long last, I finally admitted, “I’m gonna cum….make me cum, please.” Perhaps that was too much, yet Olivia abided by sucking the left side of my shaft. Then Alison gave one last suckle and deep hum on my head, their hands teasing my balls the whole way.
But their mouths left me right when I was ready. In their place, Alison put her hand up to my base and aimed my exploding cock right at her tits. I coated the ample flesh with my first several spurts, then Alison pointed me at Olivia’s tits the rest of the way.
When I was done, I shook my head clear and focused on the two wet pairs of breasts below me. Each tit had at least one drop of cum on it, although Alison seemed to give herself the most. Olivia didn’t seem to mind, and neither did I – although Olivia was the one who went down and licked my cum off Alison’s breasts.
Afterwards, Alison returned the favor and licked Olivia’s boobs clean from my spunk. Perhaps with images like that, it wouldn’t take long to get hard again after all. But for the moment, even that wasn’t going to get me going.
“So…..what do we do until he wakes up?” I asked, gesturing to my flaccid cock.
“Well, I don’t know about Alison, but I’m still too sleepy,” Olivia said. I almost felt offended, although when they got up, turned around and headed for the bed, their swaying, panty clad asses helped sooth my nerves. And it helped me figure out how they wanted me to wake them.
Alison and Olivia laid on their backs next to each other, but I sat on my knees in front of them instead of lying between them. This put me in position to reuse my old opening move – though it was new to them. The bigger difference was that I could put two hands on the front of two crotches.
My left hand went between Olivia’s legs, as my right settled between Alison’s. I teased the front of their panties, then slipped a finger into each of them. After synching it up just right, I started to massage them both with an index finger. Finally, I pulled their panties down so I could make room for my thumbs.
As I tweaked and rubbed both women, I watched them relax and sink into the bed. They moaned softly, needing to relax from our first round as much as I did. I saw them stretch themselves and felt them clenching around my hands, before I turned my attention to Alison.
Her eyes were closed, but her mouth was parted as she started grinding against my fingers. I gazed down to her breasts, which seemed completely clean after what me and Olivia did to them. But even if they weren’t….
I bent down to Alison’s chest, trying to keep my hands on both her and Olivia at once. I did manage to kiss her left breast without having to move my right hand off her. What’s more, it seemed Olivia had done a pretty good job of cleaning my cum off.
Alison opened her eyes, so I watched them darken as I playfully nibbled her nipple, then opened wider to take her areola in my mouth. Yet after a few seconds, I was interrupted when Olivia tapped me on the head. I thought I stopped playing with her, and I probably had, but she instead stated, “Move over.”
I couldn’t move over without getting my hand off her pussy, but Olivia didn’t give me much choice. I had to go over and line my face up with Alison’s right breast, while Olivia started kissing the left one. To multi-task, she fingered Alison’s pussy in my place – but I had room to put my left hand on Olivia’s ass and resume fingering her.
We each kissed and suckled on a breast as Olivia worked over Alison, and I worked over her in turn. “Mmmm….you’re both so good,” Alison said gently.
“You earned it today. But I guess you’d know better than me,” Olivia said to me while I still suckled her right tit.
I broke off and confirmed, “Yes, of course. Looks like she and the show’ll be back on top after all,” teasing as I finally cupped her breast with my right hand.
“Oh….the bottom isn’t that bad right now,” Alison praised as me and Olivia kept working on top of her. We both suckled down her breasts at once as I pumped my finger in and out of Olivia, but I decided to take a break.
Since Olivia had the tit work down pat, I moved my mouth up her chest to kiss the soft flesh of her neck. Alison arched her head back to give me more room, where I licked and nuzzled her and moved my right hand from her breast to her hair. And when Olivia left her left breast to kiss up her body, I went higher and kissed her lips at last.
Her lips moved over mine as diligently as they had moved on my cock and balls. That didn’t faze me in the least as I brought my tongue into the mix. Alison moaned into my mouth, whether it was more from me or Olivia kissing and fingering her.
“You like that?” Olivia whispered into Alison’s left ear when we broke. “I knew I picked a good one.”
“So far, so good,” Alison gave me half credit, but in a teasing way.
“Is that all?” I played along. “If you knew half the things I had in mind with you over the years….”
“What’s to stop me now?” she challenged. I had no answer – not with words.
I gave her one more kiss before going all the way down between her legs. Olivia was still fingering her, but I added my tongue into the mix without letting her move.
I licked up the entire right side of her pussy, with Olivia’s finger and hand still blocking the front. However, she took them away soon enough, which gave me a few seconds to rub my whole face and month against Alison. Yet I only had several seconds to myself down there before Olivia returned, so I had to move while she licked her left inner thigh, leaving me with the right.
Undeterred, I trailed my tongue back towards Alison’s opening, and Olivia did the same. Mine got there first and wiggled around inside, then Olivia matched me. Inspired by how both of us had Alison on our tongues, I leaned over and placed mine on Olivia’s next.
Olivia gave an approving groan as she kissed me right back, our tongues colliding against each other. When we heard Alison gasp a neglected groan, we both thought ahead to use our fingers on her. Soon our lips and tongues broke, yet the taste and sensations still overwhelmed me – especially since Olivia helped make this happen.
I showed my appreciation by just kissing her again, our lips and tongues going slower. My left hand went onto Olivia’s full, round breast, keeping it there even when I broke off to eat Alison again. Before long, both me and Olivia licked her up again, although we were looking at each other with seductive, teasing eyes – at least Olivia was.
We went back and forth kissing Alison’s pussy and each other, yet I eventually focused on Alison again by putting two fingers into her. As she cried out, Olivia licked her up and fit in a finger of her own, bringing it up to three inside her.
“Oh fuck….don’t stretch it out too much,” Alison somehow asked. “I still wanna be a tight fit for you….”
“I’ll bet you do,” Olivia egged on. “You want that hard dick pounding one of your holes again, huh? You think you left enough in there for an encore?”
“I sure hope so,” I commented.
“Then let me check,” Olivia stated, taking her finger out and briefly kissing me before bringing her hand down to stroke my cock. It looked pretty erect again, yet Olivia still helped it along by cupping my balls.
This made me jam my fingers deeper inside Alison, which made her buck against them. I added my tongue again just as Olivia pumped the bottom of my shaft.
“Don’t you let her make you cum,” Alison ordered. “You want to save that cock for me, I know it.”
“You first,” I qualified, as Olivia put her finger between my balls.
“Sure feels like there’s enough cum again,” Olivia praised. “Let’s make sure you’re really churning.”
I was confused, but my multi-tasking only left so much for my brain to figure out. So I just kept working on Alison, brushing aside how Olivia wasn’t on me at the moment.
But I couldn’t brush aside how she seemed to be spreading my legs from behind.
I turned my head away from Alison’s pussy, noticing Olivia’s head was near my ass. Her knees were on the floor in front of the bed, and she was bending down until she got her tongue on the back of my sac. I instinctively arched my back as Olivia went lower – but I didn’t dare to think she could….
Well, those leaked texts did say she liked to have her asshole licked. If this was to make me do the same, it was working – even before her tongue got me down there.
Somehow, someway, I focused enough to eat and finger Alison even harder, while Olivia ate me out from behind. As my ass arched into her face, Alison arched herself onto me, trying to meet my mindless fingering and licking. I went crazier when Olivia took her tongue out, left me hanging, then put it back on my balls to really set me off.
My tongue and fingers thrashed in and out of Alison, making her body thrash and arch as I triggered her explosion. She drenched herself and a good part of my mouth along with it, as I lapped it up while coming down from my own high.
I kept licking her dry as I saw Olivia on her feet next to the bed, yet Alison said, “Bathroom. Brush. Now.”
“Oh, come on, I didn’t ask you to brush after….fine,” Olivia conceded, perhaps too quickly. She went over to the bathroom while I climbed up and sat next to Alison. Now that there was down time and a chance to think things over, I wondered where this would go.
“She’s….something else sometimes,” Alison admitted, to which I could only nod my head. “That’s probably more than you imagined with me, right?” After a pause, she checked, “Wait, did you –”
“No, dream me never went that far. Dream you sure didn’t either,” I let her know.
“Even dream me isn’t that daring. Well, by comparison,” Alison noted.
“I’d say real you is more than holding her own. And I’m not just saying that for tongue favors of my own,” I reassured, rolling my eyes a little bit as Alison chuckled.
“Don’t say it like you shouldn’t get any. She gave you one, and you still made sure to finish me off,” Alison praised.
“I needed something to do so she wouldn’t finish me again,” I brushed aside. “This thing has a lot more to do before then,” I said while looking down below. “If you’re ready for it,” I added, in case she still needed to get recharged.
“If you think you are, go ahead,” Alison said nonchalantly. I bit back a smirk, then laid down on the bed and had her roll over onto me.
“I have a few thoughts,” I got cheesy enough to say. Alison rolled her eyes this time, but still leaned down to kiss me as we lined our hips up. Our teeth clenched as I slipped the head of my cock in, yet as I pushed in deeper and held onto her heart-shaped ass, we let out groans and slipped our tongues in each other’s open mouths.
Once I gave some experimental thrusts, Alison broke the kiss and dropped her face onto my neck, kissing it like I kissed hers. She glided her lips underneath my collarbone, her hips rising up and then coming down deeper onto me. I met her back by pushing further in, and our hips rocked in unison until hers came completely down on mine.
With my cock all the way in and Alison’s body lying on top of mine, I savored her rocking herself on me as her breasts rubbed against my chest. My hands slid from her ass up to her back, then went on her waist to follow the curved flesh.
She rode me slowly and softly, kissing me the same way for a bit, then whispered, “Okay….now you can really fuck me.”
With that, Alison sat up and put her hands on my chest to steady herself, the proverbial switch being flipped on. The sweet, loving public person had morphed into the naughty side underneath, if it hadn’t been before. While Olivia might have been more experimental, Alison could be just as sultry and commanding – as evidenced by how her hips swiveled and her tits bounced while riding me.
“You didn’t just lay there in your dreams, right?” Alison taunted. No, I did not. Once she lifted her hips up, I slammed myself back into her immediately. After that, we both went at a fast pace as I held her waist.
The sight of her body above me, her breasts jiggling and her face fueled with passion made me let out a long “Fuck…” I held her hips tighter, going harder to show my appreciation. But when my eyes wandered, I remembered something.
“Fuck….” I said less passionately, remembering Olivia had left the bathroom. She had a hand on herself, so perhaps she didn’t feel that left out.
“No, don’t stop on my account,” Olivia quipped. I wondered if that was sarcastic, with the little thinking power I had left. But she cleared up, “Just make room.”
Olivia climbed onto the bed, turned to face me, then maneuvered herself to straddle my chest. She blocked my view of Alison, but had her pussy inches from my face, so it was a lose-win. In any case, it had been neglected by everything except my finger since this started, so I owed it one.
Not needing a word, Olivia inched herself forward until her pussy was against my mouth. My hands went from Alison’s hips to hers, keeping them in place as my tongue went to work. I used the same tricks I performed on Alison, and tried to make up some new ones on the spot. It was enough to make her grind herself on my face, with her own looking satisfied as I looked up.
I saw that Alison had her hands over Olivia’s shoulders as she kept riding me. The two women bucked forward while I pushed my tongue and cock up to meet them. “Mmm….now I see how he made you cum,” I heard Olivia say. “Let’s see how he makes me cum. Better get ready.”
Before I reminded her I could hear her, Olivia lifted herself off me, only to turn back around. Now her ass was up in my face and about to sit on it, blurring my vision even more. But considering her ass and how her pussy was still lined up with my mouth, it wasn’t an awful tradeoff.
Olivia wiggled her ass over me in a very clear hint, but I teased her by putting my tongue back in her pussy. She groaned with half pleasure and half annoyance, pushing her ass harder although I kept my tongue where it was.
I heard another groan from Olivia, then nothing from her for a few seconds. The next sounds I heard were smacking sounds – kissing sounds. This made me remember Olivia and Alison were now facing each other and could make those kissing sounds together – and I wasn’t in the right angle to see it. Which Olivia was likely very aware of.
“Mmm, those lips are just as sweet as your other ones,” I heard Olivia say, likely not just to Alison. I soon heard suckling noises, then the statement, “And these taste just as good without any cum on them.”
“Come on, don’t be mean. Don’t stop, but don’t be mean,” Alison chided her, so I gave her a harder series of thrusts as a thank you. By then, I was ready to stop playing, so I finally took my tongue from Olivia’s pussy and landed it in her ass, like she did for me.
“That’s better….lick it,” Olivia told me. Although I’d played with Cobie and Scarlett’s asses, this was the first time I’d lick one – this weekend, anyway. I decided to go right for it, squeezing her cheeks and rapidly putting my tongue in and out of her. After I left it in for several seconds and wriggled it, I took it out and let my mouth play around with her cheeks for a while.
I heard more suckling sounds, but Olivia was still clearly groaning. My guess was Alison was suckling her tits to keep her from complaining – another sight I had the ‘fortune’ to miss. Fortunately, I could fake a forgiving mood.
I went back to rimming Olivia hard like she obviously wanted. Before long, her groans were mostly all pleasure. “Yes, fuck! Fuck, make me wet….get me nice and wet. I’ll do it for you too….” she promised.
Alison was making me pretty wet already, but that didn’t appear to be enough for Olivia. She got up and silently convinced Alison to stop riding me, leaving me completely hanging. Until Olivia went back between my legs and gobbled my cock down, even harder than last time.
She used her tongue to lick up Alison’s juices on my cock, before making it wet herself like she promised. I thoughtlessly thrust my hips up into her mouth, which made her hum louder. She popped off and added, “There we go. Fuck my mouth hard like you’re gonna fuck my ass,” Olivia demanded.
Before I had a verbal answer, she went down and coated my balls, then proceeded to force them in her mouth. I was at a loss for words, thought and even sanity, as she seemed to drool all over my cock. She took herself off, studied her work, then I put my hand on her head and gave her what she wanted.
However, I only gave myself 10 seconds to fuck her mouth, since she needed to breathe and I didn’t need to go off now. When I took myself out, Olivia looked overwhelmed and highly aroused all at once, which matched up pretty well with me. Yet she went back down to lick me hard one more time, then got on her hands and knees next to me.
I got up, confident that my cock was ready and wet enough. Then again, her ass was probably drying up by now. Taking no chances, I went behind her and gave her behind one last lick, before sticking the tip of my still wet cock in there.
“Oh! Oh, that’s it….that’s gonna be it,” Olivia corrected, needing to adjust herself a little more. I stayed still as she did, only going forward an inch when she looked ready. “Okay….that big, long dick should feel at home pretty soon,” Olivia assured.
After a few careful thrusts and another two inches deeper, it started to feel homey. I knew she’d want me to go faster pretty soon, so I made my thrusts more frequent, if not harder yet. In the meantime, Alison was the one who reminded me there was another woman around, by crawling over next to us.
As I got three-quarters of the way into Olivia, Alison reached down and put her right hand on her pussy. She circled her finger around it, then shoved half of it into her, which made Olivia arch her ass up and fueled me to get in all the way.
With the semi-DP established, Olivia egged us on by pulling her ass forward before I slammed back in. Allison kept her finger in her pussy, so Olivia helped her stay in by keeping herself relatively still. Her ass still went back against my hips as I fucked it steadily, even as she groaned more.
“Hurts so good….fucks so good,” Olivia babbled.
“Is that how you want it?” Alison asked, her finger jabbing harder in her other hole.
“I’m getting it good enough from him. You think you can do more….fuck, be my guest,” Olivia urged on. But from this angle, Alison couldn’t do much but keep fingering. She could dive below her and eat her as long as she was on her hands and knees, but it’d be an awkward position.
I glanced at Alison, looked over our current position, and got myself an idea. With my dick in Olivia Munn’s ass and Alison Brie fingering her while naked, I must have been the greatest genius at Comic Con to get an idea now. It would be nice to be completely sure, though.
Alison looked at me as I wrapped my hands around Olivia’s waist. Getting the picture somewhat, she took her finger out of her and watched as I took hold of Olivia. I then forced myself to lie on my back, taking Olivia down with me and having her lie flat on my stomach, with my cock still inside her ass – and her pussy exposed for Alison to do more with.
Before Olivia could object or ask questions, I resumed fucking her at a faster pace. I moved my hands up to hold both her tits, which helped me keep her body on top of mine. Her head was lying on my left shoulder, so I could only turn enough to kiss and nibble her ear – as Alison was below us and starting to kiss and nibble her pussy.
As Olivia got the gist of this, Alison put two fingers back into her and licked away. Her body was lying next to both me and Olivia’s legs, but her mouth was getting to her just fine. Meanwhile, I tweaked Olivia’s nipples and finally enjoyed the other pair of tits in the room.
“There, is that better?” Alison taunted once her tongue left Olivia’s slit. “His cock in your ass, my tongue in you….your fucking wet dream, isn’t it? I know it’s his!”
“Close enough,” I grunted while pumping non-stop.
“We’ll compare notes later, just keep going!” Olivia ordered, although none of us were stopping.
“Going like this?” Alison asked. But since she went down to suck my balls as I pumped them against Olivia, it probably wasn’t what she had in mind. When she licked up to get back to her pussy, however, it was probably closer.
“Almost,” Olivia groaned. She gave that annoyed moan again when Alison’s tongue went back down to my balls. But she still fingered her in the meantime, then palmed me when she returned to lick her. And so she went back and forth in that order, as Olivia finally accepted it and focused back on me.
“One of you better make me cum. I wanna cum or else I’ll make you cum. I know you wanna cum for her, so you better act fast,” Olivia warned. “I’m gonna cum so hard on her. Or make you cum so deep inside me until there’s nothing left. And you can’t get both. Not for this…”
Alison completely got off my balls, so that helped a little. I slowed down somewhat in Olivia’s ass, yet my hands stepped up on her breasts to make up for it. And Alison put both hands on Olivia’s pussy and used all her fingers in some way, while her tongue dug itself inside her.
Olivia tightened up, fucking herself harder on both of us. I grit my teeth and pressed my face against her shoulder, hoping it might help if I didn’t see what was happening. Of course, the feel of it and the sounds both women were making helped much less.
However, Olivia soon started chanting “Yes”, as I looked down to see Alison rubbing her with both hands. She even tapped/borderline slapped the area twice, which made Olivia nearly spasm. I watched Alison put her tongue back on her, then I bore down as Olivia tightened on me and rewarded her.
I held onto Olivia and tried to block everything out, as I felt her in the throes of orgasm. I peeked to see Alison lick her up, yet I didn’t want to go off from seeing more. Eventually, Olivia stopped bucking and thrashing, with my cock staying hard through it after all. Eventually, this meant it would have to come out of her ass soon.
I let Olivia catch her breath, absent mindedly massaging her breasts instead of squeezing them. Alison likely needed time to regroup as well, while I had to actually start thinking.
I saved myself to cum for Alison, but how was I gonna do it? Making her suck me off was obviously out, and I didn’t have the energy to really fuck her hard.
Soon Olivia found the energy to get off me and my cock, so that showed me up. I saw her go behind Alison as she settled herself between my legs. I assumed Olivia would try to make her cum now, so fucking her seemed out. But Alison sucking me appeared out too, especially if she made Olivia brush her teeth just from licking my ass.
Yet I forgot one other option, and I really shouldn’t have.
Alison easily fixed that by resting my cock on her breasts, however. As Olivia ate her out from behind, Alison fit me into her cleavage and started to rub me off to the finish.
I couldn’t help but help her along, as I put my hands on her tits and went down to poke her nipples. When I started thrusting forward, Alison looked down at my cock, while moaning over Olivia’s work behind her – though maybe not just from that. Regardless, she finally went down and put her tongue on my cock, despite where it had been.
This made me go faster and lose what little self control I had. Alison sensed it as she looked at me, then arched her ass up against Olivia, opened her mouth and sweetly said, “It’s okay….cum for me, baby.”
She took her tits off me and jacked me off for a few final seconds. Before I knew it, I started shooting off, hitting Alison’s cheek right away. In my haze, I barely saw Alison open her mouth over my cock – but not on it – to catch the rest.
Nevertheless, with my cum dripping off Alison’s gorgeous face AND shooting into her mouth, it was about all I could take. I looked at her once more before dropping my head on the bed, the exhaustion and leftover shock overwhelming me.
I heard Alison swallow and heard Olivia moan as she kept eating her, and when Alison started moaning again too, the sounds lulled me more than I would have liked. So much so that I missed seeing them finish – and the next thing I knew, I was suddenly waking up all by myself.
Alison and Olivia were gone, and had left without waking me for a goodbye, just like Yvonne. Then again, Olivia was in a hurry, and this time I was actually asleep. Plus they let me stay in the room, which was nice of them.
Still, I kicked myself over missing the end, in spite of every dirty thing I hadn’t missed today. Or this whole weekend. And yet it now hit me that the whole thing was over. Four days of fucking the hottest actresses worshipped by nerd kind, and all I had to show for it – other than years of masturbation material – were five autographs and two cell phone pictures.
Sighing for no other good reason than that, I got up to get myself dressed. When I finished, I checked my pockets to make sure nothing was missing. I took out my cell phone to check the time, but also saw there was a new photo in my album.
I opened it to see the last shocking sight of the weekend — a picture of Alison with my cock in her mouth, and her eyes looking right into frame. She must have taken it while I was sleeping, although the fact she didn’t wake me looked worse now. It was the only thing that didn’t look good about this.
Soon, I found a caption that read, “Olivia couldn’t risk another leak, so I did. Better delete it after you print it, though. Love, Alison.”
Okay, so I had one graphic souvenir outside my head. Now Comic Con was perfect, apparently.
