In her large, lush, extremely private backyard, next to her Olympic sized, lavishly ornate pool, Selena Gomez lounged on her plush recliner barely wearing a small, zebra striped bikini. The sun gleamed on her honey bronzed skin as small beads of sweat rolled down her brown flesh. Her long, raven black hair flowed around her beautiful face as her scarlet painted lips pursed to suck more cold lemonade from her straw. Small drops of condensation dropped from her chilled glass onto her abundant chest causing her already hard nipples to pulse as she sat the glass back down and readjusted her large framed sunglasses.
Her delicate hand picked up a bottle of Cocoa Butter and squirted several drops of the white liquid onto her impressive chest, over her flat stomach and down her lean legs. The liquid stood out against her tan skin as she slowly rubbed it into the supple flesh of her legs and thighs. Her deft hands slid across her stomach and up to her now heaving chest. A moan escaped past her puckered lips as she rubbed her palms across the upper mounds of her firm breasts, her pink painted fingernails dipping just inside of her small top, teasing herself.
The former teen star’s thighs rubbed together as she moaned again and slowly pulled her bikini cups to the sides, revealing her firm, medium sized breasts and her hard, brown nipples. She cooed lustfully as she lovingly pinched the tips of her tits, rolling the sizzling nubs between her fingertips as she spread her golden legs open. One of her hands slid lazily down her shimmering body to just above the start of her bikini bottoms and began making lazy circles around her lower abdomen, still teasing herself. Goosebumps of anticipation broke out across her sun kissed skin as she dipped her fingers just beneath her bottoms to just above her wet slit.
The singer gasped out as her fingertip found her excited clit and she played with one of her tender tits with her other hand. Her hips raised up to meet her hand as she played with her juicy mound and tugged her nipple up, pulling the firm nub out from her chest before releasing it and causing her firm orb to jiggle slightly as it resumed it’s natural teardrop shape. She gasped and moaned in erotic pleasure as she enjoyed what her talented fingers did to her young, ripe body completely exposed and alone in her back yard.
“Madra de dios!'” a voice gasped out from behind Selena, startling her.
“What the fuck!” Selena shouted as she jumped to her feet, pulling her hand out of her soaked bikini bottoms but forgetting about her exposed breasts. “Manuel, is that you?” she demanded, stamping her foot in defiance and causing her unencumbered tits to jiggle on her chest.
“No,” Manuel gasped as the aging gardener struggled to get his erection back into his overalls. “I mean si, Senorita Gomez,” he said as he finally managed to zip himself up and slid his work belt around to cover the tent in his pants. “Did you need something, Senorita?” he asked innocently.
Selena glared at him, her fists on her hips. “How long have you been standing there?” she demanded.
Manuel ran a hand as nonchalantly as he could through his salt and pepper hair, trying not to stare at Selena’s exposed breasts and bring attention to the fact that she had left her tits hanging out. “I… I just arrived. Did you need something?”
Selena let her anger dissipate. She had such a soft spot for Manuel, she could never stay mad at him, no matter how many times she caught him leering at her, peeking into her windows, following her around the yard, taking pictures of her, hiding cameras in her toilets… “Maybe it’s time to get a new gardener?” she wondered before letting herself relax completely. “No, I guess not,” she answered, “Let me walk you out.”
Manuel stumbled out of the bushes and Selena giggled at his clumsiness before sliding her arm into his, pressing her nubile body innocently against him. “Oh Manuel, I can never stay mad at you,” she giggled as they walked to the back exit of the yard, her young tits jiggling with every step. “You have a good day,” she said as she held the gate open for him and he stumbled onto the sidewalk. “I’ll see you next week,” she said cheerfully as she waved good-bye.
“Si, Senorita Gomez,” Manuel said as Selena closed the gate and he muttered, “At least I hope so.” He walked to the end of the sidewalk and opened up the side of his van before taking his work belt off and throwing it into the back just as a yellow Lamborghini screeched to a stop behind his van. His eyes were drawn hypnotically to a pair of long, slender legs as they unfolded out of the driver side door, a pair of high waisted shorts hugging a tight little ass, a halter top barely concealing a pair of small tits, and a flirty smirk on Taylor Swift’s angelic face.
“Hey, Manuel,” Taylor greeted the older man as she waved her long, lustrous blonde hair out of her eyes. “How’s it going?”
Manuel’s eyes locked onto the hard tips of Taylor’s firm tits and he licked his lips hungrily.
Taylor’s long legs carried her to the gardener and she looked down between them. “Now exactly what tool is that?” she asked playfully as Manuel looked down at the tent in his overalls.
While Taylor teased the aging gardener, Selena stepped into her large house and shivered. She looked down at her exposed breasts and shrugged. “Oh well, Manuel can just consider it a tip I guess,” she thought before tucking her tan tits back into her top and walking into her spacious living room, flopping down on her couch. She crossed her legs as she grabbed her phone and quickly dialed her uncle’s number and barely had to wait for two rings before she heard a hello. “Uncle Esteban?” she squealed out in glee.
“Sorry, Sel, it’s Steve,” her nerdish little step-cousin answered.
Selena rolled her eyes. It wasn’t that she didn’t love her cousin, it was just that he was such a geek about her being a celebrity. “Oh hi, Stevie.”
“It’s so good to hear from you,” Steve gushed. “How have you been? How’s L.A.? Have you met anybody? I bet you hang out in all the best clubs, don’t you? Are you touring anywhere soon? I bet you’ve been all over, haven’t you? Do you know Katy Perry? How ’bout Miley…”
“Steve!” Selena shouted, interrupting her fan boy cousin. “I told you before, not all celebrities know each other. I only know a few.”
“Ohhh…” Steve moaned reverently. “Which ones?”
Selena rolled her eyes and giggled at Steve’s enthusiasm. “Well, me and Taylor Swift are pretty close. Mostly ‘cuz we have the same problems with boys.”
“This is going to make a great fucking song,” Taylor gasped out in pleasure as she rode Manuel’s hard cock. The old gardener’s lips we’re sucking hungrily at her rose pink nipples as he palmed and squeezed her tight ass-cheeks. She braced her hands against the ceiling of the van as she drove her wet, tight pussy down again and again on his shaft, moaning as her hot cunt parted around and then squeezed his prick. She ground her sizzling clit against him, rocking her slender hips back and forth as she pistoned up and down, groaning as he nursed at her small chest. His stubbly skin scratched enticingly against her sensitive skin as he switched from one tit to the other and she cooed in pleasure.
The winsome songstress pushed him away from her chest so that he was flat on his back to give her more room to move, her long legs cramping inside of the small van. She leaned forward, her small tits dangling just out of Manuel’s reach as she changed her angle and began thrusting herself back and forth. His spongy cock-head slid over her G-spot and her hard clit scrapped against his groin with every thrust, rock, and roll of her slender hips. She groaned lustfully as one of his hands slid up from her tight, little ass and to her chest, easily palming her small breast. His rough palm scraped against the erect nub of her nipple and caused her to shudder as she moaned and then suddenly gasped out, “Oh fuck! I’m gonna get a Grammy for this fucking song!”
Rolling her eyes in frustration, Selena tried to get a word in while Steve drolled on. “Steve, and I talk to Uncle…” she tried to interrupt her cousin.
“How ’bout Miley Cyrus?” Steve blurted out. “Do you know Miley? Can you get me an autograph?” he asked excitedly. “She’s my favorite. She did this one song about a blow fish this one time…”
“Yes, I know Miley,’ Selena said, still trying not to giggle at her cousin’s frustrating enthusiasm. “I’ll get you her autograph next time I see her.”
Across town, Miley walked back and forth slowly in her dressing room, carefully inspecting the ten naked men that security had pulled out of the audience during her show. She hadn’t bothered to shower after her concert since she’d be getting sweaty again in a few minutes and her short, punky hair was plastered to her head. Her flesh colored rubber shirts and halter top squeaked as she poked two of the fans
their foreheads. “You two can sit down,” said as the other eight men filled in the now open spots. “Now let’s see what the rest of you are working with,” she said with a sense of anticipation as she grabbed the nearest two cocks in her hands and tugged softly on them until they were throbbing in her hands. She repeated the process until she had eight hard pricks pointed directly at her and appraised each one.
“Oh my,” Miley gasped as she came to the largest of the pointed cocks. “Porn much?” she chuckled.
The fan blushed and looked down sheepishly. “Uh, no, ma’am.”
Miley threw off her top, her small breasts jiggling, her pink nipples hard with excitement, and grabbed the fan’s dick, pulling him over to the couch. “You will now,” she giggled before looking at the other nine fans. “You boys can watch,” she said magnanimously before laying down and spreading her slender legs wide, turning her attention back to her fan and using her grip on his cock to pull him between her open thighs. “Hope you like licking ass ‘cuz I’m in a mood tonight.”
On her couch, Selena’s cousin kept going on his celebrity wish list, “How ’bout Brad Pitt? Do you know…”
“Steve!” Selena shouted, “Can you please, for the love of God, put Uncle Esteban on?”
“Alright, alright. You don’t need to yell,” Steve said. “Hey! Pops! Selena’s on the phone,” he shouted loud enough to make Selena wince.
“Selena, is that you, chica?” Uncle Esteban asked cheerfully.
Selena sighed in relief to hear her uncle’s voice rather than Steve’s. “Yeah, Uncle Esteban. I’m soooo excited to be seeing you soon.”
“Me too, chica, me too. Everything still set?”
Selena excitedly nodded her head. “Yep. I just wanted to make sure everything was set with you.”
“Everything’s fine down here. You’ll be here tomorrow, right?” Esteban asked.
“Yep,” Selena answered. “I’m just waiting for my friend Taylor to show up and help me finish packing.”
Outside of Selena’s house, Manuel’s van was rocking. “Oh God gimme another hit, Manuel!” Taylor screamed out from on her hands and knees, “gimme another hit and make it go platinum!” She rocked her tight body back, her small ass rippling slightly as the aging gardener’s hips smacked against it. “And stick your thumb in my ass!”
On his knees behind Taylor, Manuel was simply holding on to her slender hips for dear life. Sweat was pouring down his flushed face and his heart was pounding far too fast in his chest. He tried to work up enough spit to lubricate his thumb but his mouth was as dry as the California desert but if the willowy singer wanted a thumb up the ass she was going to get a thumb.
Taylor growled in pleasure as she felt Manuel work his finger between her coltish legs and then slowly slide his thumb into her tight ass using her own slick juices. Her petite tits jiggled underneath her with each thrust as she shoved herself back to meet the gardener’s thrusts. “It’s gonna be a hit!” she shrieked as she came, her entire young body seizing up like a spring as she fell forward, Manuel’s cock sliding out of he gushing pussy with a wet slurp and his thumb falling out of her ass with a obscene pop.
The svelte songstress looked up and behind her as Manuel jerked his cock, aiming it down at her up turned ass. With a grunt he came, splattering his warm seed across her hip and thigh before collapsing back on his naked rear-end. “Thanks, Manuel. I needed that,” she said as she began looking for her brief bits of clothing. “Be sure to look in my liner notes for your name, ‘kay?”
After cleaning up her sticky thighs and Manuel’s cum, Taylor got dressed, which didn’t take long since she rarely wore underwear, and opened the side door of the van. “See you later,” she said as she waved merrily and made her way to the front door of Selena’s house. “Sel, you here?” she called out as she entered.
“In the living room,” Selena shouted back. She turned her attention back to her uncle on the phone, “Taylor’s here to help me pack, Uncle Esteban. I’ll see you tomorrow. Love you,” before hanging up.
Taylor strode into the large living room. “Wow, hot bikini,” she said as she stared lustfully at her friend’s barely concealed body. “Who was that? Anybody I should be jealous of?”
“No, silly,” Selena giggled as Taylor wiggled her tongue at her. “That was my Uncle Esteban, the one that owns a car wash in Miami.”
On the other side of the country Selena’s step-cousin looked worriedly at his father. “You don’t look excited at getting to see Selena again,” Steve said to Esteban as he readjusted his wire frame glasses. He ran his fingers through his unruly black hair as he stared down at his tired looking dad.
“Oh, it’s not that,” Esteban said from below his bushy mustache, unconsciously mirroring his son by running his fingers through his own unruly but thinner hair. He readjusted himself in his rolling chair, patted his large stomach, belched and grabbed for his ulcer medication. “And you should watch your crush on her, she’s your cousin.”
“Step-cousin,” Steve said defensively.
“That’s besides the point,” Esteban chided his son as he looked over his skinny frame. “You should be looking for a good girl. Make me some grand babies to bounce on my knee.”
Steve sighed. “This has nothing to do with my lack of luck with women. What’s bothering you, papa?”
Esteban waved his beefy arms at the piles of bills covering his desk. “All these bills! I fear I’ve dug myself quite a big hole trying to keep this car wash open. Plus that bastard Vic Surge keeps coming by every other day trying to buy me out.”
“Why don’t you ask Selena for a loan?” Steve asked.
“I will do no such thing!” Esteban said angrily. “I was not put on this Earth to be a burden on this family.”
Suddenly Steve stumbled on his feet and knocked over several piles of bills. “Sorry, sorry,” he muttered.
Esteban threw his arms up in frustration as his son began picking up the fallen mail. “How do you trip while standing?”
“Practice?” Steve said meekly as he picked up the mail on the floor and his skinny behind bumped against the desk knocking over several more piles. “So why don’t you sell the car wash to Vic Surge?”
“No!” Esteban shouted out in Spanish. “That man has no honor when it comes to car washes! I will not give a monopoly on car washes to a man with no honor.”
“Yes, papa,” Steve said in exasperation as he placed a pile of bills on the desk and they immediately slid off.
“And no mentioning this to your cousin,” Esteban ordered.
“She has her own life to live and I will not have her worrying about this old man.”
Steve rolled his eyes in frustration. “Yes, papa.”
Looking up at her friend as the slender blonde walked through her living room, Selena could tell that something was up. Selena cocked an inquisitive eyebrow at Taylor. “What are you humming?”
“Oh, just thinking up a new song,” Taylor said as she flopped down on the couch next to Selena.
Selena sighed dramatically. “For crying out loud, who did you fuck this this time?”
“Your gardener, Manuel,” Taylor said matter of factly as she tucked her long legs underneath her.
“Oh my God,” Selena gasped. “You can’t just go around fucking random strangers.”
“Manuel is not just some random stranger,” Taylor said defensively. “I’ve met him, like, two or three different times. Besides, I can’t help it. Sex is my Muse.”
“Phttt, please,” Selena said as she rolled her eyes. “Your vagina is like a vending machine. Insert a penis and music comes out.”
“Not just a penis,” Taylor giggled as she slapped Selena’s tan thigh. “Now, some hot, sexy Latina promised me some wine to help her pack. Where’s the booze.”
“Wine is not booze,” Selena giggled. “At least not for as much as I paid for it. It’s in the kitchen so I’ll meet you out back.”
Lounging by the pool both young women made quick work of their first bottle and we’re halfway through the second. A deep, warm, fuzzy buzz filled their nubile bodies as they reclined in their chairs letting their exposed, glistening skin soak up the California sun.
“I’m feeling pretty damn good right now,” Taylor said languidly.
“Me too,” Selena said with a distinctive slur. “Soooo relaxed.”
Taylor grinned wolfishly at her drunk friend. “Why don’t you roll over on your stomach and I’ll put lotion on your back?”
“Good idea,” Selena slurred before clumsily rolling over.
Taylor, far less drunk than her friend, grabbed the sunscreen and straddled Selena, sitting comfortably on her friend’s plump ass. She squirted the lotion on the sexy Latina’s exposed back and felt Selena shiver beneath her own already damping pussy. “Better get this out of the way,” she said as she untied Selena’s barely there bikini.
“Good idea,” Selena slurred drunkenly again as she rested her head on her arms.
Taylor grinned wickedly as she slowly began massaging the oil into her friend’s pliant flesh and began softly grinding her cloth covered cunt against Selena’s barely covered ass. Her nimble fingers
across her drunk friend’s shoulders, down her graceful back, and up her silky sides to where her flattened breasts we’re bulging out. She let her fingertips dance across the honey colored skin of Selena’s warm body, drawing an appreciative moan from the sexy beauty. She continued softly humping herself against Selena’s little bubble butt as she leaned down slowly and pressed her slender chest against her drunk friend’s sun kissed back.
Selena drunkenly giggled as she felt her friend’s hard nipples pressing into her back through the blonde singer’s halter-top. “Are you trying to seduce me, Ms. Swift?” she slurred.
“Mmm hmm,” Taylor groaned as she slid her top off and pressed her small, naked tits against Selena’s bare back, grinding her horny pussy against the dark skinned young woman’s barely covered ass.
Selena groaned as Taylor rubbed herself against her. “I’m beginning to think you purposefully got me drunk just to take advantage of me,” she jokingly accused her friend.
Taylor nuzzled against Selena’s neck and whispered in a low, throaty moan, “It’s the only time you let me fuck you.” She slid sensuously down the length of her friend’s hot body until her face was hovering over the Latina’s hit ass. She slid her hands beneath the thin material and pulled it down until Selena’s tan rear-end was fully exposed to her greedy eyes. She licked and then kissed each cheek and Selena moaned pleasantly and opened her legs slightly giving Taylor room to slide down until she was laying between her friend’s supple thighs.
Taylor slowly licked down the crack of Selena’s luscious ass, over her little rosebud of an asshole until her tongue was lightly circling the wet entrance to the bronze singer’s hot pussy. Her mouth watered at the sight of her friend’s pink folds and she hungrily began lapping at her fellow singer’s tasty juices. “Your pussy tastes like honey,” she groaned as she shoved her bubble gum pink tongue as far as she could into Selena’s wet hole.
Selena laid placidly and enjoyed the feel of Taylor licking her. Singing wasn’t Taylor’s first talent no matter how good she was at it and neither was licking pussy even though she was better at it than singing. After a few minutes Selena gasped out in need for her friend’s true talent, “My ass, Taylor. Lick my ass please.”
Taylor slowly slipped her tongue out of Selena’s pussy and replaced it with two of her fingers. “For someone who only wants me when she’s drunk, you’re awfully bossy,” she giggled as she sawed her fingers in and out of Selena’s tight hole.
Slurring her words, Selena began pleading with Taylor, “I want you, I need you, just please lick my ass!”
“Yes, princess,” Taylor smirked before extending her tongue as far as she could and quickly spearing Selena’s puckered rosebud as she slid her fingers along the horny Latina’s G-spot and was immediately rewarded with Selena’s orgasm. The horny singer’s entire body tightened and spasmed, her ass clenching around Taylor’s tongue and her pussy clutching her fingers.
“Fuck, Taylor! Yes!” Selena cried out as she came, her entire body twitching and shuddering as she rode out her orgasm.
As Taylor felt Selena’s body begin to relax she pulled her tongue and fingers out and stood up, dusting off her knees. “My turn,” she announced.
Selena’s dark eyes fluttered as she stared blearily at the friend. “Together, okay?” she asked as she slowly moved around onto her back.
Taylor grinned and stood up. “Whatever the princess wants,” she said as she peeled down her tight shorts and then laid down on top of Selena.
They kissed passionately, their tongues wrestling wetly together as they pressed their nude bodies together, Selena’s larger tits engulfing Taylor’s smaller breasts. They slowly ground their wet pussies together, firmly humping up against each other before each girl slid an arm between their lustful bodies, Selena slipping two of her fingers into Taylor’s wet cunt and Taylor slipping two fingers into Selena.
With a practiced ease the horny celebrities began writhing against each other, their talented fingers sliding deep inside of their tight pussies and causing them to moan out in shared pleasure. Selena leaned her head up and sucked one of Taylor’s hard, pink nipples inside her mouth, rubbing it roughly with her wet tongue as their pace slowly became more frantic. They humped harder against each others’ hands, their bodies sliding wetly against each other, the sunlight glimmering on their sweat slick skin. Selena lost Taylor’s nipple as she gasped out in pleasure and they both groaned and moaned in bliss as their orgasms rose up slowly, climbing higher, their voices rising up louder and louder. They stared deep into each others’ eyes before kissing deeply again, their bodies pressed perfectly together as their orgasms peaked and then washed over both of them, their pink pussies gushing and drenching their hands in their warm, slick cum.
“Madra de dios,” Manuel groaned from his hiding place in the bushes as his cum splattered to the ground. He’d never been so thankful for forgetting a shovel before in his life as he watched the two naked women cuddle in their post-orgasmic high, their juices dripping to the concrete.
First Class ticket holder or not, Selena had long ago discovered that everybody had to wait in line at the airport. “She did it again,” she giggled into her cellphone as she readjusted her carry-on, “She got me drunk and basically attacked me, Victoria.” She stood casually in line dressed in ripped, loose fitting blue jeans and a men’s white button-up shirt, only buttoned halfway, with no bra. She was completely unaware of the stares she was getting both for the amazing amount of chest she was showing and because she was paying no attention to how loud she was talking.
“Phttt…” Victoria Justice snorted into her phone. “You are soooo gay for Taylor it’s not even funny,” she giggled.
“I am not,” Selena giggled defensively, “She gets me drunk and takes advantage of me. Sometimes for entire weekends.”
“Ha!” Victoria laughed out. “And who’s the one that keeps buying the drinks.” It wasn’t really a question.
“That’s not the point,” Selena said, trying to sound mad and failing. “Just because I’m buying doesn’t mean that she can get me drunk and fuck me silly for hours on end. It’s practically rape really.”
“You’re the only girl I know that brings lube to her own rape,” Victoria giggled.
“Just that once. And how was I supposed to know what she was going to do with it,” Selena said with a grin at the memory and still unaware of the leering stares she was getting from the men, and some of the women, around her.
Victoria rolled her dark eyes as she giggled, “Because you also bought the wine. Listen, I gotta go to a pitch meeting.”
Now it was Selena’s turn to roll her eyes. “Is this the pitch for that show nobody wants and took you two months to get a meeting just so they can tell you ‘no’ officially?”
“That’s the one,” Victoria chirped. “Gotta go, love you,” she finished and heard Selena reply before hanging up. She tucked her phone back into her purse just as the television producer’s secretary called her name. She stood up and straightened her plain black dress cut just short enough to show off her long legs. She fluffed her straight, dark brown hair so that it framed her face and the almost indecent amount of cleavage her small breasts allowed her. Checking her make-up one last time and batting her wide eyes she tucked her compact back into her purse and walked into the producer’s office.
Victoria greeted and shook the hands of the producer and his assistant before sitting across from them in front of the producer’s desk, hiking up her skirt a little. She’d been told ‘no’ several times on her project and already knew how this meeting would go and figured that she’d be in and out in twenty minutes. Or rather, the producer, and now apparently his assistant, would be in and out in twenty minutes.
The older producer looked sternly over at Victoria. “You know we’ve already passed on this project, Victoria. I only granted you this meeting out of professional respect but I doubt there’s anything that could change my mind.”
Victoria knew that she didn’t have long to capture the producer’s attention as she pulled her dress farther up her tan thighs. “Then I’ll go ahead and get to the thrust of my argument,” she said as she slowly crossed her long legs. “I’m very passionate about this project,” she continued as she rolled her shoulders a little to emphasize her small, firm breasts, “This project is very nearly a love affair to me,” as she uncrossed and recrossed her legs again, sliding to the edge of her chair to pull her dress up even farther, “I want to give my project to you. Let you work your magic on it, own my project, use it,” she said as she reached behind her and held her zipper between her fingertips. “With your talents my project can see to it that everybody will be deeply and completely satisfied.”
As the last of her pitch rolled off of her pink tongue, Victoria pulled
her zipper at the same time as she stood up, her dress sliding easily down her arms, off her body, and pooling around her ankles as she stood defiantly. She wore a strapless pink push-up bra to help emphasize her small breasts and a matching pink thong. She stepped out of her black dress, still wearing her matching pumps, and walked around the producer’s desk, grabbing the assistant by his tie on her way to drag him along, to stand in front of the older man. “What do you say, Mr. Producer sir? Do you want to use your special talent on my project?” she asked coyly as she got down on her knees between his legs and began using her free hand to unzip his tented pants while dragging the assistant down with her. She smiled wickedly up at the producer, not waiting for a response as she pulled out and swallowed his already hard cock, already knowing what his answer would be.
At the airport Selena continued to stand in line having moved nearly a foot in twenty minutes. She looked around at the people milling around, moving back and forth from gate to gate or to the kiosks selling bric-a-bracs. Sometimes she wondered who the different people were and what kind of interesting lives they led and she enjoyed making up stories about them in her mind.
Phil. Airport security. Middle-aged and overweight. Boring marriage with a bitchy wife and a snotty daughter. And suddenly thankful for marring his bitchy wife to give birth to his snotty daughter because without her he’d have no idea that the beautiful sex goddess across the waiting area from him was Selena Gomez despite her large sunglasses. He’d lost count of the number of episodes of “The Wizards of Waverly Place” he’d masturbated to or how many videos of her he’d watched on mute and as he crossed the waiting area he didn’t care.
Phil tapped Selena on the shoulder and felt his dick lurch as she turned around and smiled at him. He tired to sound official as he said, “Airport security, ma’am. May I see your ticket?” He sucked in his gut as much as he could and he took Selena’s ticket, his hand shaking with nervousness.
“Is there a problem, officer?” Selena asked helpfully, not noticing the guard staring at her bronzed chest.
“Just… just a random search, ma’am,” Phil said without even looking at the ticket. “Can you come with me please.”
“No problem, officer,” Selena said happily as she followed the guard out of the waiting area, through a short hallway and into a small room. The room had one small, metal table and two small, metal chairs. “What can I do for you?”
Phil’s face was starting to turn red with nervousness as he continued trying to hold in his gut and he finally looked over Selena’s ticket. “It says here you didn’t check any luggage, just your carry-on. Is that correct?”
“Yes, officer,” Selena said as she sat her shoulder bag on the table and opened it up. “I’m headed to Miami and my bikinis don’t exactly take up a lot of room. See,” she said holding up one of her tiny bathing suits.
Phil gasped as he imagined Selena wearing the barely there bikini. “It’s three bits of pink cloth and some string.” he thought to himself in wonder.
“Yep, it’s hot, right?” Selena asked innocently as she stuffed the tiny bikini back into her bag. “Is there anything else, officer?”
Phil forgot how to speak as images of Selena wearing the pink bikini and running in slow motion across a beach at sunset into his waiting arms ran through his mind. “What? Oh, uh…” He had no idea where his next words came from, he had only wanted to meet Selena, trick her into an autograph maybe, but suddenly he blurted out, “I’m afraid we’ll have to do a strip search.”
Selena huffed, crossing her arms under her tits and stamped her foot causing her bra-less tits to jiggle. “What? Again? This happens every time I fly commercial,” she whined. “Wait. Isn’t there supposed to be a female agent for those?”
“Well, ah… I mean…” Phil stammered. “There is and… and she’s on her way. We’ll, ah… we’ll just have to… to, ah… wait a bit.”
“But I’ll miss my flight,” Selena pouted. She hung her large frame sunglasses from her loose fitting shirt, pulling the material down farther to expose more of her chest as she stared hopelessly at the security guard with puppy dog eyes. “You’re a official somebody, aren’t you? Can’t you do it so I don’t miss my flight?” she asked without a hint of shame.
“I… Me… uh, I… I suppose?” Phil stammered, not quite sure of what had just happened to have made his life so interesting all of a sudden.
“Yea!” Selena cheered as she jumped up and down, clapping her hands as her unencumbered breasts swung beneath her shirt. She placed her sunglasses on the table and began hurriedly unbuttoning the last few buttons on her shirt. “I really appreciate this,” she said happily.
Numbly Phil watched the sexy celebrity nonchalantly take off her shirt, revealing her perfectly bronzed breasts and brown nipples to him. She bent down and slid her pants down her legs, her tits dangling but still barely moving because of their firmness as she stepped out of her jeans and purple panties. She stood back up unashamedly nude except for a pair of sneakers that matched her panties, giving him his first peek at her shaved pussy and the dark landing strip of pubic hair right above her pink slit.
“How do you want me?” Selena asked before bending over the table slightly, thrusting her firm ass out and spreading her feet shoulder length apart, “Like this? Is this good?”
Phil’s brain shut down and his body went on automatic as he dumbly nodded his head, his cock suddenly throbbing to life and tenting his pants but for some reason Selena seemed completely oblivious to the sexuality of the situation. He shuffled behind her, literally drooling at the sight of her ass, her cheeks parted just barely enough to give him a peek at her asshole and her bald pussy-lips.
Selena waited impatiently for the guard to search her. “Not to be rude or anything but can you hurry up and search me, I don’t want to be late for my flight,” she asked politely.
“How do you search a naked person?” Phil wondered momentarily before simply shrugging his shoulders and starting the best he could. His heart fluttered as he ran his fingers through Selena’s silky smooth hair, down her silky smooth neck and shoulders, farther down her silky smooth back, over her silky smooth hips, traveled down her silky smooth legs, back up the insides of her silky smooth thighs, and then, finally, over her silky smooth and taunt ass.
“Oh my,” Selena thought as the guard tenderly and lovingly ran his hands over her body, “His wife is a lucky woman.” She involuntarily shuddered slightly as he ran his thumbs up the cleft of her ass before his hands parted to caress up her sides to her arms. His fingertips lightly touched the sides of her breasts and she shivered again, more deeply, and smiled as her nipples tightened. “He has got a really nice touch,” she giggled to herself, “He must be really good at his job.”
Phil moved closer to the naked young woman to reach around her body, his cloth encased erection pressed against her tan ass as he slid his hands up to cup the beautiful celebrities firm breasts. His breath caught in his throat as she moaned at his touch and began grinding her well sculpted rear-end against his trapped prick and his palms slid across her hard nipples.
Selena moaned and looked over her shoulder at the panting security guard with a cheeky grin on her face. “You sure are thorough,” she said breathlessly, “Were you planning on a full body cavity search, officer?”
Feeling his nervousness suddenly melt away, Phil used his most authoritative voice as he said, “I take my job very seriously, ma’am,” while he ground his groin against the starlet’s warm, smooth, taunt ass.
Turning around to face the older man Selena said, “And I do appreciate a man in uniform,” before slowly getting down on her knees. “And I think it’s okay to start calling me ‘Selena’ now instead of ma’am,” she said with as smirk as she unbuckled his belt and let it fall to the floor. With dainty, deft hands she undid his pants and pulled his thick, hard cock out. “Mmm, very nice,” she said as she began tugging on the guard’s prick before sticking out her wet tongue and swirling it around the tip. She sucked the first few inches into her warm, pink mouth, rubbing her talented tongue along the bottom of the shaft as she began bobbing her head back and forth. Her lips stretched tightly around his girth as she swallowed as much of it as she could until the sensitive tip bumped against the back of her mouth. “Yep, his wife is definitely a lucky woman,” she thought gleefully.
Phil ran his hands through Selena’s silky smooth hair as he slowly rocked his hips back and forth, lightly fucking her mouth. He bent down and palmed one of her tits, playfully pinching her nipple before rolling it between his fingertips, making her moan around his cock. He straightened back up and withdrew his dick from the young starlet’s mouth, fisting it as he lifted it up. “Lick my balls,” he said
as he peered down at the sexy young woman.
“Who’s searching whom?” Selena playfully asked him before replacing the guard’s hand with her own, jacking him off as she ran her warm, pink tongue across his sensitive balls. She sucked and lick on one ball, drawing it into her mouth and licking it all over before switching to the other. She covered his entire sack in her warm saliva before he took a step back from her and then bent down.
Hooking his hands under Selena’s arms, Phil hoisted her up and sat her on the edge of the table. “Good point,” he said briskly as he knelt down in front of her. He flung her legs over his shoulders and dove between her golden thighs, driving his tongue into her dripping pussy and causing her to squeal in delight. He fucked her pussy with his tongue as he ran one of his fingers along her dewy labia and his thumb around her hard, little clit. He hungrily attacked her cunt with his mouth and fingers, eagerly lapping at her juices as she began humping herself against his face, yelling out in pleasure as she began tugging at her nipples.
“I’m cumming!” Selena shrieked out as her orgasm hit her like a lighting bolt. Her trembling thighs locked around the security guard’s head as her juices gushed from her cunt and she began huskily chanting, “Oh, oh, oh…” She rode out her orgasm until she collapsed on the table, muttering, “Oh God,” with a dopey grin on her face.
Phil wiped the warm drops of Selena’s cum from his chin as he stood up. He aggressively yanked her towards him until her compacted ass was nearly falling off of the edge of the table. He aimed his cock at the gasping celebrity’s dripping pussy and said, “Now hold on, ma’am. We’re about to get even thorough-er.” With one thrust he buried his dick inside of the young woman’s cunt, her hot walls parting around him like butter until this cum filled balls were resting on her ass. Her wet pussy immediately gripped down on his invading prick as the young star shrieked with pleasure, her graceful back arching and her tan tits up-thrust, gravity pulling them slightly to their sides. She wrapped her legs around his waist to hold him to her and he began fucking her hard and deep.
Selena’s head and upper body thrashed around on the table, her tits jiggling wildly as she felt herself already on the verge of another orgasm. The security guard leaned over her as he pounded himself into her pussy, burrowing deep into the core of her. He bent down lower and began licking and nibbling at her golden chest, sucking one hard, little nipple into his mouth and then switching to the other. His mouth and tongue covered her chest until her wobbling tits were gleaming as wetly as she had left his balls which were smacking against her compacted ass. Suddenly she thrust her hips up and gripped him tighter with her legs, holding him to her as she wrapped her arms around his neck for support and shouted, “I’m cumming again! Fuuuuck!”
The aging security guard held himself tightly against Selena’s writhing body as she rode out her orgasm, her tight cunt rippling around his shaft buried inside of her. “I’m… I’m… I’m gonna…” he grunted as the sexy starlet began relaxing beneath him.
“Hold on a sec,” Selena grunted as she began pushing the security guard off of her. She climbed down onto her knees and looked up at him. “Tits or face?” she asked nonchalantly.
“F… fa… face,” Phil grunted and Selena helpfully sat up straighter and closed her eyes. His cock erupted with more force than it had in years and his white cum rained down across the singer’s tan, beautiful face. Between shots of his thick seed he heard Selena ask, “Not my hair please,” and he nodded in compliance. With the last shot of his cum splattering on the girl’s up-turned face he grunted in relief before leaning against the table, panting for breath.
“All done?” Selena asked.
Phil nodded again before remembering that the songstress’s eyes were closed. “Ye… yeah,” he panted.
“Tissue?” Selena asked with her eyes still closed as he raised up a dainty hand.
Phil tugged up his pants to dig through his pockets and found his travel sized pocket of tissues. He grabbed a few for himself and then placed the pack into Selena’s outstretched hand.
“Thanks,” Selena said happily as she started cleaning the sperm from her face. “I didn’t want to get cum in my panties since I didn’t bring any more, y’know.”
“Yeah, yeah sure,” Phil said as he finished cleaning himself up and began struggling to refasten his pants. “You can, you know, just keep the package,” he said sheepishly, not knowing the exact protocol after a quickie with a celebrity.
Selena cleaned the last of the guard’s cum from her face and the began cleaning her cum from her thighs. “Awww, you’re so sweet,” she said as she got up and gave him an affectionate kiss on the cheek. “I better hurry or I’m gonna miss my flight,” she added before hurriedly getting redressed, which didn’t take very long considering how little clothing she had been wearing, and ran out the door. “Nice to meet you,” she called back just before the door closed.
“You too,” Phil muttered before collapsing in one of the chairs in exhaustion as he took one last look at Selena’s ass before the door closed.
The flight and debarking wasn’t nearly as exciting as boarding had been and Selena quickly exited the airport after landing in Miami, putting her sunglasses on to try not to be blinded by the warm, bright sun. She pulled her phone from her hip pocked and hit the speed dial as she began trying to hail a cab. The call quickly connected and a tinny voice answered, “Demi Lovato speaking.”
“Why do you always do that?” Selena asked as she continued waving for a cab.
“Do what?” Demi asked.
“Announce yourself on the phone like that,” Selena said with a girlish giggle as a cab stopped in front of her. “I called your phone, I recognize your voice, I know it’s you, and my name pops up on your phone.”
In her bedroom Demi pursed her lips to make sure her lipstick was perfect. “It’s called ‘Phone Etiquette. You’d know that if you had any manners. Put your phone on speaker.”
Selena closed the cab door as the driver got in started the meter. “What? Why?” she asked as she gave the cabbie her uncle’s address.
“Cuz I just got out of the shower and started putting on my make-up so I got to put you on speaker and I don’t want to be the only one,” Demi rambled as she put her phone on speaker and sat it down.
Selena giggled. “That makes no sense.”
“Just do it,” Demi whined as she batted her eyes in her mirror.
“You’re such a neurotic,” Selena laughed as she put her phone on speaker. “There, fine. You’re on speaker now, happy?”
“Thank you, sweetie,” Demi said as she pulled her shoulder length dark brown hair into a tight pony tail. She readjusted her floor length robe and stared seriously at her reflection. “You arrive in Miami yet?” she asked as she began slathering on her eye-liner.
“Yeah, just landed,” Selena told her before blurting out, “OMG! I gotta tell you what happened!”
“Plane get taken over by rapist pirates?” Demi asked as she batted her eyes at herself again.
Selena rolled her eyes. “Pirates take boats, not planes. And besides, that’s your fantasy, not mine.”
“This is true,” Demi said as she loosened her robe and began rubbing lotion onto her neck and chest.
“Anyway, I totally got fucked,” Selena giggled, completely forgetting that she was in an enclosed space with another person.
Demi stopped rubbing the lotion on her now gleaming chest as she gasped in surprise. “By who?” she asked as she stood up and walked to her closet and began picking out her outfit, “Taylor get you drunk again?”
“Why does everybody think it’s Taylor?” Selena asked.
“Cuz you’re totally gay for each other,” Demi said matter of factly.
“Phttt, whatever,” Selena grumbled.
“So who was it if it wasn’t Taylor?”
“I don’t know, just some guy,” Selena said sheepishly with a wide grin. “He was, like, a security guard are something.”
Finally picking out a outfit, Demi laid it down on the bed and took off her robe. Completely naked she walked back to her vanity and grabbed her phone and the lotion. “Fucking a complete stranger you just happen to run into sounds more like Taylor than you,” she said as she admired her naked body in the mirror. “I’m thinking of getting a boob-job, I’m tired of my A-cups,” she said offhandedly.
“Your tits are fine,” Selena said, not wanting to get back into the old argument. “Besides, your ass is at least a D-cup so it makes up for your tits. Can we get back to me for a minute?”
“Sorry, sorry,” Demi said as she walked back over to her bed and placed her phone down on her bedside table and began smearing her lotion on her tan, naked body. “You said you were channeling the libido of Taylor Swift.”
“Yeah,” Selena responded as she closed her eyes and began drawing up every little detail she could remember,
her mind the guard became significantly younger and better looking. “Well first he started with the pat down and he was soooo good with his hands, Demi. I mean, like, really good. Like a professional massager or something and I just kept thinking, ‘His wife must be a lucky woman’.”
“He was married?!” Demi gasped, her small tits and large ass jiggling.
“He had a ring. And maybe kinda old,” Selena giggled.
“Slut,” Demi said playfully. “And then…”
Selena moaned slightly as she continued, “Well, I was naked because it was a strip search and his hands were just flowing over me like warm water. My nipples got immediately hard and my, well, you know, got, like, really wet.”
Demi started absentmindedly massaging the lotion onto her tits as she pictured Selena’s scene in her mind. “Fuck a complete stranger but can’t bring yourself to say ‘pussy’, heh. And then…”
The cabbie kept having to tear his eyes away from the sexy young girl in his rear-view mirror to concentrate on the road. He didn’t know what it was about young girls and their phones but it seemed that anytime they were talking on them they completely forgot that the rest of the world was there. “How can she not realize I can hear everything she’s saying?” he wondered as he stared at the girl’s deep cleavage and stroked his hard-on through his pants.
Selena’s fingers played lazily with her open shirt as she continued her story, “And then he was pressed up against me and I could feel the bulge in his pants, and let me tell you it was quite a bulge for a old guy. So I, kinda sorta, unconsciously, totally not knowing what I was doing because I was just that turned on I couldn’t help myself, started rubbing my butt against him and he started playing with my breasts.”
Demi licked her lips, her eyes closed as she began toying with her hard nipples. “You can call them ‘ass’ and ‘tits’, sweetie, it’s that kind of story,” she said breathlessly as one of her hands drifted lazily down her abdomen.
Giggling again at her friend’s naughty language, Selena said, “It’s my story and I’ll say whatever I want. Anyway, I turned around and got on my knees and pulled his, y’know, penis out.”
“Mmm,” Demi groaned as she tugged on her nipple with one hand and and used her other hand to slide a finger between her wet pussy-lips, “Cock.”
“Whatever. So anyway,” Selena continued, “I stared sucking on him and it was pretty thick but I manged to get, like, half of him in my mouth and just started sucking. I don’t know what came over me!”
The cabbie tried to stifle a moan of lust as he yanked the steering wheel to avoid a car that he hadn’t seen because his eyes were nearly glued to the young girl caressing her chest in his rear-view mirror. He was rubbing his cock more firmly through his pants as he watched her dip her fingers beneath her wide open blouse. “Just had sex and already horny again. Gotta love the young ones,” he thought as he jerked on the wheel again.
Demi slid two fingers into her sopping wet cunt, rubbing her G-spot while her thumb circled her clit. “Go… go on,” she panted.
Selena’s fingers slid carelessly over the insides of her breasts, spreading her blouse open wider while completely oblivious to the cab driver staring at her or his erratic driving. “And then I started licking his, well, testicles, balls, nuts, whatever you want to call them, while he played with my tits. Then, all of a sudden, right outta the blue, he yanked me up and threw me on the table.”
Spreading her thick thighs to give herself easier access, Demi began plunging her fingers into her wet cunt as deeply as she could before adding a third finger. The hand playing with her tits slid down her horny body and slid behind her. “And… and then…” she panted.
Moaning slightly, Selena said, “He just attacked me. His mouth, his lips, his tongue, his fingers, he just knew where to put them and what to do. I’ve never cum like that before. Certainly not with Justin.”
“Fu… fuck Justin,” Demi panted as she slid a lotion slick finger into her thick, tight ass. As she pushed the three fingers into her cunt she slid the one in her ass out before switching, working her fingers like a piston as she fucked herself. She groaned as she slid a second finger into her ass and began bucking her hips back and forth against her hands.
“No thank you,” Selena giggled, “The security guard was more than enough. He didn’t even need to look, y’know? You know how a guy sometimes needs to slip and slide around looking for where he needs to go? Not this guy. Just, Bam! In to the hilt and let the sex commence. I mean, I just got done with one orgasm and all the sudden I’m rocketing to number two. It was amazing! And then he bent down and was licking and nibbling on my breasts and I start cumming again.”
“Cumming,” Demi muttered to herself as she finger-fucked her hot, horny body. Her warm juices were sliding down the insides of her spread, trembling thighs as she continued shoving three fingers into her pussy and two into her ass, panting in pleasure. “A… and… and the… and then…” she gasped.
Demi’s moans through the phone brought Selena out of her memories. “Wait, are you masturbating?”
“And… and then…” Demi asked in need.
“Well, I didn’t want to get my panties messy because I didn’t have any luggage so I let him come on my face,” Selena finished as she listened to her friend pant and moan.
“Cuuuummmm…” Demi stuttered as her own orgasm rushed through her, her pussy and ass gripping her fingers as her cum slid down her tan legs. Breathlessly she collapsed on her bed.
Selena glared at her phone. “Seriously, are you masturbating?”
“No,” Demi giggled as she pulled her sticky fingers out of her body, “Not any more.”
“What…” Selena started before being flung forward as the cab came to a sudden, noisy stop. She bounced off of the soft backside of the driver’s seat and looked out the windshield at a bent stop sign wedged against the hood of the cab. She found her dropped phone and picked it up. “Demi, I’ve got to call you back. I think my cab’s just been in a fender bender with a stop sign,” she said.
“Okay, Sel,” Demi said breathlessly, “I’ve got to take another shower now anyway.”
Selena hung up her phone and stuck her head up front to check on the cabbie. “Are you…” she started before noticing his erect cock in his hand. “I don’t think that’s covered by insurance,” she said matter of factly.
Deeply apologetic and grateful that Selena wasn’t going to press charges, the cabbie waved the fee and helped her gather up her scattered bikinis. Her shoulder bag was undamaged and since she was only a few blocks from her uncle’s she decided to just walk the rest of the way. The cabbie assured her that he would take care of the police and since he was the professional in all of this she went on her way not noticing him leering at her ass as she left. Or him running off just before the police arrived.
After a few blocks the Miami heat started to get to Selena and she wondered if she should rest or carry on a bit when she saw a ice cream van parked along the side of the road and it seemed that the decision had been made for her.
“Can I get a cherry blow-pop?” Selena called through the open side-window of the white van.
A male voice from inside the van yelled back, “One cherry blow-pop coming up.” A hand holding the blow-pop stretched from inside the van followed by a muscular arm than a handsome face before finishing off with a pair if broad shoulders. He seemed startled for a moment before handing the frozen treat over and saying, “Here you go, Miss.”
Selena hadn’t expected to see such a handsome man with wavy blonde hair appear out of the window of the van and was startled herself for a moment before taking the blow-pop. “How much do I owe you?” she asked as she tried to regain her composure.
The handsome man waved her off and said, “No charge. On a hot day like today a beautiful girl like you needs to stay cool.”
“Thanks,” Selena said with a blush as she tore open the wrapper. “I’m Selena by the way. Selena Gomez.”
“I’m Ace,” the man said as he extended his hand, “Ace Chestly. Nice to meet you, Selena.”
Selena ran the blow-pop past her lips, the quickly melting juice turning them scarlet as she shook Ace’s hand. She slid the frozen treat out of her mouth, licking the juices from her lips before saying, “You too. Do you always give away free treats?”
“Only to women as beautiful as you,” Ace said with a sly grin, sunlight gleaming off of his pearly white teeth. Neither one of the ridiculously attractive young people realized that neither of them had attempted to break the handshake until a seagull screeched out over their heads. “Oh, ah… sorry,” Ace said with a blush of embarrassment as he withdrew his hand. “So, you live around here?”
Selena’s cheeks hollowed as she sucked on the blow-pop before shaking her head. “No, I’m just down here to visit my uncle,” she said as she licked up the dripping juices from the side of her blow-pop. “You?”
entranced by the sight of Selena enjoying her blow-pop, her pink tongue lapping at the scarlet juices. “What? Oh, ah, no, no. Just moved to Miami a few years ago. Who’s your uncle?”
Absentmindedly rubbing the red, frozen shaft around her mouth, Selena said, “Esteban. He owns a car wash up the street.”
Ace watched Selena lick her lips and unconsciously licked his own. “Esteban? I know him. I get my van washed there. Are you the niece he’s always talking about, the famous Selena Gomez?”
“Guilty as charged,” Selena giggled coyly. “So is this your van? You’re a professional ice cream vendor?”
“Guilty as charged,” Ace said with a grin. “Actually I’m only a ice cream vendor until I get enough money saved up to start my dream business.”
“Oh? And what’s that?” Selena asked.
“I’m planning on opening up a shop on the beach to teach surfing to underprivileged kids with developmental difficulties from the inner city,” Ace said as he stared longingly out at the horizon, his hair shining in the Miami sun.
“Awwww, that’s sweet,” Selena cooed as she held her sticky treat to her in unencumbered chest, not noticing the droplets of condensation turning parts of her shirt transparent, her nipples tightening up as she looked up at Ace. “I’ve got to go, Ace. It was nice meeting you,” she said with a wave.
“You too,” Ace said with his own wave. “Tell your uncle I said hi and I hope to see you around.”
“You too,” Selena shouted back, not noticing Ace staring at her ass as she walked away.
A few minutes later Selena was nearly finished with her cherry blow-pop as she continued walking. “…and then ‘Bam!’, the cab hits a stop sign,” she said into her phone as she finished her story. “So what are you doing?”
“I’m getting ready to film some scenes for the next ‘X-Men’ movie,” Jennifer Lawrence said. “Also, I’ve got you on speaker so just be warned that all the make-up guys can hear you.”
Selena’s eyes went wide with shock. “You could have said something before I told you about Taylor and the guard. Wait, are you telling me you’re completely naked in a room full of guys?”
“Relax, you prude,” Jennifer chuckled as she held her arms out straight at her sides, “They’re all gay or I wouldn’t be letting them do this.” Jennifer couldn’t see behind her as two of the make-up men looked at each other, smirked, shrugged their shoulders and went back to applying lotion to her naked, luscious body as their erections throbbed painfully in their pants.
“I still wouldn’t let a bunch of guys see me naked like that,” Selena said.
Jennifer chuckled again, “Says the girl that fucked a complete stranger in the middle of an airport.”
“I can’t believe I told you that,” Selena muttered. “Besides, it was just that one time and nobody could see us so it totally wasn’t ‘in the middle’ of the airport. Maybe I’ll do what Taylor does and write a song about it.”
“You don’t write your own music, sweetie,” Jennifer said as two more make-up men started applying lotion to her gravity defying breasts.
“You don’t write your own lines,” Selena whined as she stood in front of her uncle’s car wash. “Listen, I’m here so I’ve got to let you go, honey. I’ll talk to you later,” she said before hanging up her phone and heading inside. She heard her uncle yelling, probably at Steve, and decided to wait until it quieted down to knock on the office door.
In L.A., Jennifer held her phone out to the make-up guys. “Can somebody get this, I don’t want to get paint on it.”
The men all looked at one another, neither one wanting to stop touching Jennifer’s naked body even for a moment. Finally the head artist released one of her firm thighs, snatched the phone, nearly threw it on the counter, and then resumed sliding his hands up and down the hot star’s legs.
As Jennifer stood as still as she could while half a dozen men fondled her, she found herself getting turned on despite herself. Half a dozen men, twelve hands, all caressing her completely exposed, vulnerable body. It didn’t matter that they were all gay, as far as she knew, many women had fantasies just like this and she was one of them. What woman wouldn’t like a crowd of men at her beck and call?
Behind Jennifer, one of the artists began rubbing himself through his pants until another artist elbowed him in the side and glared angrily at him. “Don’t blow this!” the second artist mouthed and the first artist nodded and got back to work. He smeared blue paint on his hands and then began rubbing it onto Jennifer’s lower back, working down until he had her firm ass-cheeks filling his palms as he released a small whimper of joy.
The head make-up artist, being the man in charge, had the enviable job of applying paint to Jennifer’s world renowned chest. He slathered the unbelievably firm orbs with paint smeared on his hands, his thumbs “accidentally” rubbing across her hard nipples and causing her to shudder in pleasure. He licked his lips and tried not to make it obvious how much time he was spending on her chest as he bent slightly to hopefully hide his throbbing erection.
“Oh man, I hope they can’t tell how turned on I am,” Jennifer thought as she started breathing heavier, unconsciously pushing her breasts more firmly into the head make-up artist’s hand, “I feel like I’m dripping down my thighs.” The artist behind her was running his thumbs between her ass-cheeks while two more artists were rubbing up and down her inner thighs and a fourth one was rubbing her low across her abdomen right above her wet pussy. “Why couldn’t they let me wear the bikini first, before they pant me?”
While Jennifer tried to keep her naked, horny body from writhing around beneath the hands of the five make-up artists, the forgotten sixth artist was filling the memory card of his phone with every exposed inch of her flesh.
Jennifer chewed her bottom lip as she struggled to control herself. “Man I hope I don’t cum,” she thought as six men tried to hide their erections.
As Jennifer tried to keep her emotions to herself, Selena’s uncle was loudly sharing his. “I will not sell this car wash to Vic Surge and that’s the last of it!” Esteban yelled out defiantly, not noticing the figure standing in the doorway.
“And when exactly were you gonna tell me all of this?” Selena demanded with her hands on her hips.
“Selena! You’re here,” Steve said excitedly. “Did you get that autograph from Miley…”
“Not now, Steve,” Selena interrupted as she glared at her uncle. “Well, uncle. When we’re you going to tell me?”
“Chica, this is none of your concern,” Esteban said. “There are good times and there are bad times for car washes, this is just a bump in the road.”
“Pretty big bump,” Steve muttered under his breath.
“You should have said something, Uncle,” Selena said as she walked over and embraced Esteban. “I have more than enough money to help.”
“No, I will not hear of it,” Esteban said, pushing his niece away, “I will not be a burden on this family.”
“Consider it a loan then,” Selena said, ignoring Steve with a roll of her eyes as he held his arms out to her for a hug.
“No,” Esteban said firmly, “Your money is yours, this car wash is mine.”
“Fine,” Selena said every bit as firmly as her uncle and still ignoring her cousin, “If you won’t take my money then I’m going to at least help out why I’m here and that’s that.”
The three family members just stared at each other defiantly, Steve still waiting for his hug. When nobody said anything Selena finally spoke up. “Fine, I better get dressed for work,” she said before turning around and heading for the employee locker room.
“That girl will be the death of me,” Esteban muttered as he sat down behind his desk, ignoring his son staring at Selena’s tight ass as she walked away, his arms still outstretched.
After ten minutes of searching Selena gave up on trying to find a uniform to wear, it was obvious that her uncle hadn’t expected to hire anyone her size to work for him. “Chauvinist,” she grumbled with a warm smile as she grabbed her bag. “Well, it is Miami after all,” she said cheerfully as she began pulling out her bikinis, not noticing her cousin hiding behind some near-by lockers.
Steve felt ashamed of himself as he pulled his cock out of his pants while Selena took her bra off. He’d been taught that spying on people was wrong and that spying on females was worse so he didn’t even want to think about how wrong it was to spy on females in his family was as he began stroking his hard prick while Selena slid off her top, revealing her glorious tan breasts. He had to stop himself from groaning out when he noticed there were no tan lines on her fabulous tits, capped with brown nipples.
On the verge of tears of shame, Steve nearly choked when Selena turned right to him, her unencumbered chest in full view of his greedy eyes. As far as he was concerned they were the greatest tits he had ever seen, and considering how much porno was on his computer that meant something. She undid her jeans and pulled them down, her firm tits dangling beneath her as she stepped out of her clothes and he nearly
then and there but through sheer force of will he held off.
Selena kicked her pants off, not noticing that they landed barely a foot from Steve still hidden behind the lockers and weeping in shame. She turned around as she hooked the elastic of her panties, bending at the waist again as she tugged them down, unknowingly thrusting her ass back at her cousin. Her delicate pussy-lips peeked out from under her taunt ass as she stepped out of her panties and grabbed her bikini bottoms. She stood back up and turned around again holding her bottoms and top out to make sure they matched.
Steve came. His white seed splashing against the back of the locker loud enough to make a clang against the metal. He nearly passed out from sheer joy at seeing the little slice of heaven between Selena’s thighs.
“What was that?” Selena asked herself as she held her bikini to her naked chest. When she didn’t hear anything else she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly and began getting dressed. Her bikini bottoms were a neon lime green and her top was a neon orange. “Kinda like sherbet,” she thought. The thought of iced sherbet made her think of ice cream and ice cream made her think of Ace. Her nipples immediately drew up hard and her pussy flushed with desire. She bit her bottom lip as she began toying with her nipple before shaking the thoughts out of her head. “Stop that,” she told herself with a grin, “Gotta get to work and help Uncle Esteban.”
Getting dressed and walking out of the locker room, Selena didn’t notice her cousin laying insensible behind the lockers, his cock in his hands and his cum splattered everywhere.
Selena got to work immediately. Grabbing some dry rags she grabbed a unattended stall and began washing down the car waiting inside. She held the hose as firmly as she could but there was no way to completely control it and soon her golden body was dotted by tiny beads of water glinting in the sun. With the car covered in water she grabbed a soapy sponge and began washing the hood. She noticed the driver watching her and waved at him, her dangling breasts swaying inside if her bikini as she stroked his hood back and forth.
With the hood as soapy as it could be, Selena stood up, white soap suds sliding down her now slick chest, and then bent over to re-soak the sponge, completely oblivious that she was thrusting her ass back at the customer. She stood back up again and noticed that the customer seemed to be paler than before and his tongue was hanging out. She walked over to the driver’s side door and knocked on the glass. “Are you okay, sir?” she asked, worried about heat stroke.
The man quickly nodded his head and gave the sexy, wet, young girl a thumbs up and smiled. She smiled back and then bent down at the waist and began washing the sides of his car, her tight ass pointing straight at his mirror giving him nearly the perfect view. Picking up his cell phone he quickly dialed a number and as soon as it connected he started babbling. “Bill, as your best and longest friend I am telling you to call everybody you’ve ever met and get down to ‘Esteban’s Car Wash’ down by the beach. Now.”
With the sides of the car washed, Selena reached up and began washing the top, her firm breasts pressed against the glass, moving back and forth rhythmically as she soaped the car. She had to step up on her tip-toes a few times to reach every thing but after five minutes of sliding her young, gleaming body across the car she finished. Grabbing the hose again she rinsed the car down until all the soap was gone. Now completely soaked from head to toe she walked over to the driver’s side window and knocked. “Do you want a wax and buff?” she asked the customer cheerfully as the window came down.
“Oh God yes,” the customer groaned.
“Oh God yes,” Steve muttered from the bushes, his once again hard cock in his hand as he watched Selena bend at the waist to soak her sponge. He imagined licking the dripping water from her barely concealed body as she started waxing the car.
“Oh God yes,” a voice whispered from off to the side and Steve quickly turned and saw one of the employees, Jose, crouched down jacking off as he stared lustfully at Selena.
“Madre dios,” another voice said from his other side and both Steve and Jose turned and saw another employee, Juan, off to the side masturbating as he leered at Selena.
Suddenly a rustling in the bushes caught all three men’s attention and they looked behind them and saw another employee, Mike, with a shocked look on his face as they all four stared at each other.
Suddenly they all realized what they had all caught themselves doing and quickly tried to stuff their hard pricks back into their pants. “Isn’t anybody working?” Steve asked, trying to sound official with a tent in his pants.
Juan looked towards Selena and then back at the embarrassed group. “She’s the only one with any cars.”
After eight exhausting hours, and several hand cramps later, Steve was sitting in his father’s office running through the days receipts. He was so astonished by the numbers he barely even heard his cousin come in.
“How’d we do today?” Selena asked, still wet from all the cars she had washed. The chill from the cheap air conditioner quickly caused her nipples to draw up hard and goosebumps to spread across her barely concealed body. She grabbed a towel and began drying her hair, her arms raised, pulling her breasts up high in her chest as they jiggled around in her bikini top and finally drawing Steve’s attention.
“Pretty… Pretty good,” Steve mumbled as Selena bent down and began drying her legs, her tits dangling below her. “In fact, we doubled our usual profits,” he said, his sore and spent prick beginning to twitch inside of his underwear.
Selena threw the towel to the side, shock across her face and her hair wild and mussed. “How? I was the only one with any cars,” she said in disbelief.
“Nonetheless…” Steve said with his arms open in a shrug.
Selena squealed and jumped up and down in excitement, her tan and luscious body jiggling before she jumped at Steve and hugged him tightly to her slick chest. He automatically began licking the salt from her cleavage as he slid his hands around her to cope a feel of their tight, pert ass. Selena squealed in shock and jumped back from her horny cousin. “Steve, you’re so bad,” she giggled as she playfully swatted at him, far to used to his schoolboy crush on her to pay it any attention to it.
“Yeah, I’m a rebel,” Steve muttered as he sat back down and tried to hide his erection under the desk, amazed that he could even get hard again after their afternoon’s marathon whack-off session.
“Well, well, well,” a voice called out from just outside the office door. Suddenly the door opened to reveal a older, middle-aged man with brittle, sun bleached hair and a orange spray-on tan. “Who do we have here?” he said as he leered at Selena’s tight, golden body.
Selena suddenly felt completely exposed beneath the old guy’s creepy stare and unconsciously tried to cover her mostly visible body.
Suddenly Uncle Esteban pushed the man to the side and Steve quickly gave up the office chair. “She is my niece Selena and you do not talk to her,” he said sternly as he sat down. “Selena, this is Vic Surge. Do not talk to him.”
Vic laughed evilly, his eyes lingering on Selena before turning his attention to Esteban. “I’m here to sweeten my offer to buy your run-down car wash. Say, by twenty percent.”
“No!” Esteban barked, startling everyone with Selena jumping a little and causing Vic and Steve to stare at her slightly jiggling ass and tits from the corners of their eyes. “I will not sell to a man such as yourself, Mr. Surge,” Esteban said as he glared at Vic.
“And what if I don’t feel like taking ‘no’ as an answer?” Vic said as he slid a finger across Esteban’s desk as if he was inspecting it. “After all, once the bank forecloses on you, allowing me to buy your sad little car wash even cheaper, this will be my office.” He turned and leered at Selena as he licked his lips wolfishly. “And my employees.”
“But it’s not yours yet, Surge,” Ace said as he stepped into the office behind Vic.
“Wow, this office didn’t seem to be able to hold so many people a couple of minutes ago,” Steve noticed.
Ace loomed over Vic and pointed a finger at the older man’s chest. “Esteban told you to leave and I think that’s a really good idea,” he said, winking at Selena and sending a blush across the top of her chest as she smiled coyly back at him.
As Ace loomed mightily over Vic, Selena unconsciously stopped trying to cover her body and Steve couldn’t help but notice how hard his cousin’s nipples were. He looked from Selena’s chest to the tall muscular, and quite frankly as far as Steve was concerned, not all that handsome man that had barged into the office. “Who the heck are you?” he asked jealously.
Ace looked over at the tiny young man next to Selena and nodded a greeting at him.
“…sir,” Steve added quickly.
“Ace,” he replied, “And you must be Esteban’s son Steve which makes you Selena’s cousin.”
“Step-cousin,” Steve added defensively.
“Now that we’ve all met,”
said, trying not to appear scared of the young man poking him in the chest, “Are you going to sign the papers or not?”
“No!” Esteban yelled in Spanish, “I will not sell to a man such as you. Get out of my car wash!”
“Sounds like a good idea to me,” Ace added with another poke at Vic’s chest.
“Fine,” Vic said as he took a step back from Ace before adjusting his suit. “But just remember this, after I buy your car wash from the bank for half of what I offered you, I gave you a chance,” he said before walking stiffly out of the office and taking a good look at Selena’s taunt, tan ass as he left.
Selena began clapping in joy and jumping up and down, her fit body jiggling and her firm breasts nearly falling out of her top. “Oh, Ace, that was wonderful,” she squealed before giving him a hug, molding her body against his.
“Guys like that are all the same,” Ace said as he hugged Selena back, “All talk, no action.”
Selena broke the hug and looked up into Ace’s eyes, staring dreamily at him. “Speaking of action, what brings you by?”
Ace smiled down as Selena and almost seemed to blush with embarrassment. “Well, I was wondering if, you know, you’d like to go out to… I mean if you’re hungry…”
“I’d love to,” Selena squealed as she jumped up and down with delight, nobody noticing the look of jealousy on Steve’s face. “Just give me a couple of minutes to get changed.”
“I’ll be outside,” Ace said as he and Steve watched Selena’s ass as she scurried out of the office. Turning back to Esteban and Steve he nodded his head and said, “Esteban, good to see you again. And Steve, a pleasure to meet you,” before he left the office.
In the spare bedroom she usually stayed at when visiting, Selena closed the door behind her and stripped out of her bikini. She walked naked across the room and began tearing through her dresser, her plump ass pointed back directly at the window she had no idea Steve was peeking through. She had literally packed no clothes other than bikinis expecting to just spend her time at the beach and since Ace had already seen her in her blouse and jeans she had no choice but to find some old clothes to wear.
Standing outside Selena’s bedroom, perched on a box to be able to see through the high set window, Steve amazed himself by being able to still masturbate to his cousin again. He lost count of how many loads he had unleashed so far today but as he stared at Selena’s golden ass he found himself wondering how long it took to develop carpel tunnel syndrome.
It had been a couple of years since Selena had last visited Miami which meant that the clothes in the dresser were a bit small for her now that she had developed more, and even worse, out of style. Holding a small blouse in front of her she looked into the mirror for a quick second before throwing it over her shoulder and digging some more. Unabashedly naked she went through everything in the room, twice, before deciding that she would just try for a slightly retro look since she couldn’t find anything even remotely in style.
Deciding on a pair scarlet bikini cut panties and matching bra she grabbed a pair of jeans and a tank-top before walking over to the bed and laying them down as Steve continued jacking off outside the window. His hard prick was red and worn and slightly painful but that didn’t stop him from masturbating as Selena got dressed. She started with the panties, struggling to slip them over her luscious ass, hopping up and down, her breasts wobbling as she finally got them on. She started with the jeans next, faded and worn and at least a size too small. She groaned as she jumped up and down again and then laid down on the bed, her tits pulled slightly to their sides due to gravity and swaying like jello on her chest.
Selena stood up and did a few stretches trying to stretch the denim but it was a lost cause, they were just to tight and she’d just have to endure the feel of the jeans fitting her like a second skin. She tried the bra next but but realized that her more ample breasts couldn’t even fit into the cups, she couldn’t even get the flimsy bit of material to fasten. Giving totally up on the bra she pulled the low cut tank-top on, the tight material constricting her chest and pushing her cleavage up to spill out the top.
Steve could not believe how his cousin had been able to pour herself into the clothes that she hadn’t worn for at least two years and that were all so tight they could have been just a clever tattoo. He finally came as she started to do her make-up, shooting a couple of weak loads onto the wall before he collapsed onto the ground. “Jesus, how long until she goes home?” he muttered weakly as he struggled to catch his breath and find the strength to get up. From inside Selena’s room he heard her talking to herself and his eyes shot open with fear when he heard her say, “I wonder if Steve has a shirt I can borrow?”
Shooting to his feet, Steve completely forgot to tuck his spent penis back into his pants as he raced around the side of the building. As he got to his bedroom window he heard Selena knocking on his door, asking if he was in there. In desperation he yanked the screen down and fought to open the window enough to let him in. Falling to his bedroom floor he shot up again and ran to his bedroom door.
“Steve, I was wondering if you…” Selena began as the door opened before noticing her cousin. “Why are you sweaty?”
“Um, hard day at work?” he said feebly.
“That was an hour ago and you’re an accountant,” Selena told him.
“Do I tell you how to do your job?” Steve said defensively, “You wanted something?”
Selena slapped her forehead. “Oh yeah, do you have a button-up I can borrow? My T-shirt is kinda sheer,” she said innocently as she motioned to her tightly wrapped chest, her nipples clearly visible.
Steve stared at his cousin’s chest until she sighed in frustration and smacked him on the forehead. “Ow!”
Selena placed her hands on her hips and scowled at her cousin. “Stop staring at my tits, perv,” she ordered.
“It’s not my fault!” he whined, “They’re just, like, there.”
“Button-up shirt or I’m gonna pop you in the nose,” Selena threatened the same she had done since she and Steve had been kids.
“Fine, fine,” Steve said in surrender as he stepped to the side and let Selena in. “Help yourself but I’m telling dad you threatened me.”
“And I’ll tell him your dick’s out,” Selena said matter of factly as she walked past Steve and he looked down at his exposed, soft prick.
Five minutes later Selena strutted out and met Ace at the curb. “Wow, nice jeans,” he said with a charming laugh. She was wearing a dark red button-up shirt over a tight, black T-shirt with a plunging neck line that she had found in Steve’s closet and replaced her indecent tank-top with, the shirt so tight it pressed her tan cleavage nearly over the top thanks to Steve being on the skinny side, and her hard nipples were clearly visible.
“Don’t tease,” Selena said with a laugh and she reached up on her tip toes and gave Ace a peck on his cheek, her chest sliding up and down his, “It was all I had to wear. I didn’t expect some charming Ice Cream Vendor to come and protect my honor from some sleaze bag and then ask me out.”
“I’m known for my knightliness,” Ace said with a chuckle. “Can I help you up onto my steed,” he said as he held his arm out to his ice cream van.
“You don’t have a regular car?” Selena asked with a giggle as Ace held the door open for her.
“‘Fraid not,” Ace said unashamedly as he watched Selena’s tightly cover ass as she climbed in. “Gotta save up that money,”
“Is that a bed,” Selena gasped in surprise.
“Gotta save up that money,” Ace repeated as he got behind the wheel.
“Wait, are you telling me that you live in your van?” Selena asked in wonder.
“Gotta save up that money,” Ace said as he put the van in gear and pulled out onto the street. “You mind if we make a quick stop”
“Have to gas up your house?” Selena asked with a giggle.
“Something like that,” Ace said as he pulled down a street heading towards the beach. After five minutes he pulled into a small basketball court looking out over the ocean. “And we’re here,” he announced as he slid past Selena, their chests rubbing together as he got into the back of the van.
“We’re here where?” Selena asked as she looked out the side of the van.
“Gotta make that money,” Ace said with a chuckle as he slid open the window to the van and turned on the ice cream maker.
Selena stared at Ace in shock and wonder. Was he really suggesting what she thought he was suggesting? His idea of a date with her was selling ice cream? She couldn’t believe it. Here she was, looking hot as hell despite the out of fashion clothes, and he expected her to work for him? This was the quickest let down on a date she had ever had. She had gone from planning on fucking him to irritated as hell with him in five minutes.
Ace saw the frown on Selena’s face and smiled to himself. “Trust me, this’ll be fun,” he said as he pointed out the window, “I think you have your first customer.”
Selena looked out the
and saw a young boy waving up at the window. Shrugging her shoulders she decided to play along before poking her head out the window. “Can I help you?” she asked, not noticing the way her firm, tan breasts were nearly spilling out of the top of her shirt.
The boy looked up in wide eyed wonder at the abundant cleavage filling his vision, his mouth open in slack jawed astonishment.
“You want some ice cream?” she asked, trying to help the boy make up his mind. She pointed at the side of the van where the pictures of the various frozen treats were, accidentally sending a jiggling wave through her breasts.
The boy nodded his head dumbly as he continued staring at the woman’s breasts.
Ace handed Selena a ice cream cone and she traded the cone for the boy’s wadded up bundle of bills before he ran off into the distance. Popping her head back into the van she handed Ace the sweaty bills. “He ran away before I could give him his change,” she said with a frown on her face.
Ace just smirked as he took the money and set it off to the side for when the kid got back and pointed out the window. “Still have some more customers,” he said playfully.
Selena rolled her eyes at Ace before poking her head back out the window. A small group of children waited outside, all with wads of bills in their little hands. She took their orders one at a time as they stared up at her, handing out their treats as they handed her their money. They were cute little guys and girls and kept complementing her on her hair and her eyes, making her smile. Except for the boys, there were mostly silent. More and more children started showing up and she never noticed that they were mostly boys soon followed by their fathers for some reason. But it had been a hot day so she figured they they would want to cool down as well.
As the evening wore on, Selena found herself having more and more fun, enjoying the attention the kids were giving her. And not noticing how much her golden cleavage was slowly sliding out of the top of her shirt as she bent down to give the kids and their dads their ice creams. Or how much older her customers were getting. Or how much Ace couldn’t stop himself from staring at her ass every time she bent out the window. She had a permanent smile on her face as she worked, not even concerned with how hot it was or noticing how much her shirt had become transparent with her sweat.
Patting Selena on the shoulder, Ace whispered into her ear, “We’re gonna have to take a break. I need to fill up the machine again.” As he whispered into her ear he couldn’t help but press himself up against her taunt body and nearly groaned as she pressed her plump ass against his groin as she leaned out of the window.
“Sorry, folks, but we have to take a short break,” Selena said with a sunny smile and closed the window unaware of the groans of disappointment from her now older and all male customers. She turned around to Ace and practically jumped up and down in excitement, her tan cleavage practically jumping out of her top. “OhmyGod this is so much fun!” she squealed, “How much did I sell?”
Ace smiled and tried to tear his eyes away from Selena’s wobbling chest. “Well, you certainly have topped anything I’ve ever done here,” he chuckled knowingly.
Selena squealed in glee again and hugged Ace tightly. “Steve said the same thing at the car wash,” she beamed with pride, “I must be a natural saleswoman or something.” She noticed Ace chuckling at her and pouted at him with her hands defiantly on her hips. “Hey, why’re you laughing?”
Nodding at the massive amount of cleavage Selena was baring, Ace said, “I think I’ve figured out the secret to your success.”
Looking down at the top of her very visible areolas, Selena gasped in shock and blushed in embarrassment as she tried to cover her greatly exposed chest. “Eeee… Why didn’t you tell me I was flashing a bunch of kids!?”
“Because I couldn’t see the front of you until just now,” Ace laughed as Selena playfully slapped him on his shoulder.
“That’s not funny,” Selena pouted, “I just jump-stared puberty in about a dozen kids!”
“Way more than that,” Ace chuckled. He managed to stop himself from laughing and looked sweetly at Selena. “If it makes you feel any better, this is just about the best day of sales I’ve had in a while.”
Suddenly Selena’s dark eyes shot open.
“What’s the matter?” Ace asked with a chuckle, “You look like you just saw a ghost.”
“You’re a total genius!” Selena shouted with a girlish squeal before wrapping her arms around Ace’s broad shoulder and kissing him. She pressed her body firmly against him as she slid her warm, pink tongue into his mouth, her arms tightening around him. She broke the kiss and looked deep into his eyes.
It took Ace a moment to get his breath back as he held Selena tightly against him. “Not that I’m gonna debate you but why exactly am I a genius?”
“You gave me a idea,” Selena said with a giggle as she wiggled her body against Ace.
“Wanna tell me what idea I gave you?” Ace asked with a chuckle.
“Nope,” Selena’s said with a smirk.
Ace cocked an eyebrow at the sexy, excited young woman. “A woman of mystery, huh? Well, is there some kind of reward?”
Selena pretended to think over Ace’s question. “I guess you could say that,” she said with a knowing smile before kissing him deeply. She slid her tongue into his mouth again before kissing down to his chin, her arms going lower down his back. She pulled his shirt out of his pants as she kissed down to his chest and he helped her take his shirt off. She moaned at the taste of him as she licked down from his chest to his rippling abs, circling his belly button with her tongue before licking down to the top of his pants.
Showing that she could do more with her mouth than just sing, Selena undid his pants with her teeth, exposing the V of muscle below his abs and the start of his pubic hair. He helped her pull his pants down as she gripped the top of his underwear and pulled them down far enough to free his thick, hard, pulsing cock. She groaned in desire as she stared at it for a moment, her hot pussy gushing at the thought of it being inside of her soon. Pulling his pants down to his thighs, she grabbed his muscular ass, squeezing tight enough to leave fingerprints as she used her talented tongue to draw the tip of his prick into her mouth.
As large as the van was, Ace still had to bend over in order to stand and let Selena suck his cock into her mouth. Even on her knees in front of him she had to bend low to bring him inside of her because of the height of the van but her tongue and mouth had no difficulty in swallowing him. She sucked him in slowly, her scarlet lips drawn tight around him, her tongue exploring every veiny inch of his shaft as she swallowed more and more of his cock. He ached in need as she expertly drew him deeper and deeper into her mouth until his sensitive cock-head was bumping against the back of her mouth. “Oh wow,” he gasped suddenly, shocked at the amount of talent she was showing already.
As much as she liked the feel and taste of Ace’s cock in her mouth, Selena’s neck quickly started hurting from the awkward angle. Wrapping her tongue as firmly as she could around his shaft and sucking as hard as she could, she slowly pulled her head back from him, causing Ace to groan above her and she smiled with pride as he popped out of her mouth.
“Oh wow,” Ace gasped in amazement as he looked down at Selena on her knees staring up at him. “I mean… Just… Wow,” he stammered.
“Thanks,” Selena said with a giggle, ” Now, get out of those clothes.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Ace chuckled as Selena began stripping. In only a few moments they were both completely naked on their knees, their bodies pressed together firmly enough to cause Selena’s firm tits to bulge out from her sides as they kissed. He began moving them back until her plump ass was against the small bed and he gave her tan cheeks a hard squeeze before pushing her onto her back. She spread her legs for him and he managed to wedge himself between her firm thighs until he was staring hungrily at her wet pussy.
“Fuck yes,” Selena gasped out as Ace slowly licked her wet slit. His tongue was magic as it began exploring between her legs making her pussy practically gush with desire. His hands traced from her ass to her chest and back again, never settling on just one area, flowing over her over-heated body like water until she was quivering in wet lust. As his tongue circled her needy clit her leg kicked out, her foot nearly breaking the glass of the rear door.
Selena’s eyes shot open in surprise as she looked from the glass then down the length of her body to the top of Ace’s handsome face between her legs. She could tell he was grinning from the twinkle in his eye and giggled. “You need a bigger van.”
Ace began crawling up Selena’s golden body until he was leaning down above her, his throbbing cock-head poised at the entrance to her hot pussy. “Gotta save that money,” he said with a charming grin before sliding the first inch of his cock into Selena’s tight cunt.
Selena groaned in pleasure as she raised her hips up to meet Ace’s thick
He parted her tight walls slowly, giving her time to get used to his cock sliding into her, parting her hot, wet pussy She began biting down on his shoulder as she wrapped her legs around his hips, sweat breaking out across her forehead and the tops of her chest as a flush crept through her, her eyes clamped shut as she concentrated on the pleasure she was feeling.
As Ace bottomed out in Selena’s hot cunt he could feel his cum bloated balls resting on her compacted ass-cheeks. She moaned in pleasure below him and he waited for her to get used to him as she rolled her hips up and down and from side to side. Finally her beautiful body began to calm down and she slowly opened her eyes, her lids fluttering as she looked up at him. He bent down and kissed her, her breasts pressed firmly against his chest and her hard nipples scrapping against his skin.
Ace pulled out slowly until just the tip of his cock-head was resting inside of Selena’s hot, tight pussy. He slid back in slowly and she groaned in pleasure as he bottomed out inside of her again and began pulling back out. He fucked her slow and deep, pulling moans and groans of pleasure from her gasping mouth with every stroke. She rolled her hips up until she was drawing her erect clit across his lower abdomen and he matched her until she was fucking up against him, meeting his every thrust in perfect unison.
A small spasm of pain in his back made Ace wince for a moment and he held himself down until it passed. Selena saw his pained look and smiled sweetly. “I guess this means you don’t exactly have a lot of experience fucking girls in the back of your van, huh?” she giggled.
“Not exactly,” Ace huffed with a small grin.
“Switch,” Selena said playfully and they awkwardly began switching places. When Ace was flat on his back, Selena crawled on top of him, burying his thick, hard cock in her hungry pussy, her head bowed slightly beneath the roof of the van. She held her palms flat against the roof, her firm breasts high and tight on her chest as she began rolling her hips back and forth. She fucked Ace slowly until she got used to the dimensions of the van.
Ace reached up and cupped Selena’s swaying breasts firmly, rolling her hard nipples between his fingertips and causing her to coo in pleasure as she began riding him faster. Her firm tits jiggled in his hands as she gasped in pleasure, sweat spilling down her face and landing on his chest. He released one of her brown breasts and reached down to cup a firm, jiggling ass-cheek, squeezing it firmly and helping her ride him faster. She moaned out loudly in pleasure as his fingertips slid over her puckered asshole, riding him even faster and harder.
“Oh God, yes,” Selena groaned out as Ace’s hands slid over her body, bringing her to the brink of orgasm and leaving her there. His cock and hands seemed like they were playing her body like a musical instrument as she rode him harder, faster, becoming desperate to feel him cum, to shoot his thick load inside of her. She braced her hands on his broad chest, holding him down as she fucked him deeper, his hand holding one of her tits and the other cupping her ass. “Jesus your cock feels so fucking good!” she gasped out loud.
“You’re doing most of the work,” Ace groaned before leaning up and capturing Selena’s free tit with his lips. He sucked hard on her nipple, lashing it with his tongue, scrapping her sensitive brown scene with his teeth.
“Jesus fucking Christ that feels so good!” Selena yelled out in pleasure as her body seized. “I’m cumming! Oh God I’m cumming!” she squealed as her already tight pussy gripped down on Ace’s wonderful prick, rippling around his shaft as her hot juices gushed out from around the seal of his thick meat throbbing inside of her. His cock exploded inside of her and she could feel his thick cum filling her spasming pussy as he groaned breather her. She bent down and he released her ass as he wrapped his arm around her neck, kissing her deeply as they rode out their orgasms.
Selena collapsed against Ace’s chest, his softening cock still inside of her leaking pussy. “Jesus Christ that was… that was…” she panted.
“Yeah, that was,” Ace agreed as he held Selena close to him and kissed the top of her head. “Care to tell me what my idea was now?” he asked playfully.
“Nope,” Selena said with a giggle.
“Gotta love a woman of mystery.”
Outside of the van a small group of children were asking their fathers why the two ice cream vendors were praying so loudly.
“Hooker, why are you calling me so early,” Chloe said as she pulled her long, wavy blonde hair out of her face, “We haven’t even woke up yet.”
“What?” Selena asked innocently, “It’s, like, what? Nine AM there?”
“Bitch, check your math, it’s, like, seven in the morning,” Chloe said as she sat up in bed, her small breasts sliding above the comforter.
“Chloe Moretz, you should watch your language,” Selena giggled, “Besides, I got news to share.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Chloe said as she pulled the comforter completely off to reveal her petite, naked body, “Taylor already told us you fucked some random guy at the airport.”
“No. I mean yeah, but no. That’s not this and Taylor has a big mouth,” Selena said as she rolled over in bed. She was dressed in only a white T-shirt that she had borrowed from Ace and it had rolled up over her hips.
From outside of Selena’s window, Steve slowly pulled his hardening cock out of his pants as he stared at Selena’s exposed pussy. “Oh God forgive me,” he whimpered as he began masturbating.
“So who did you fuck?” Chloe asked as she nuzzled against the girl sleeping next to her.
“I didn’t just ‘fuck’ him,” Selena said defensively, “We made love.” She giggled as she rolled over in bed again.
“I thought you were visiting your uncle,” Chloe asked as she delicately cupped the girl’s small, firm tit, “So where did this act of love making take place?”
“Well, in the back of his van but that’s not the point…” Selena began before Chloe interrupted her.
“Ha! Did he pick you up in the park?” Chloe giggled as the girl slowly began to wake up.
“It’s not like that,” Selena said defensively, “It was really very sweet.”
Chloe began nuzzling at her friend’s small breasts as the girl cooed above her. “Fine. Tell me about your night of sweet loving making in the van down by the river,” she giggled as she put her phone on speaker and placed it on the bedside table. “Good morning, Miss Steinfeld,” she whispered.
Hailee smiled warmly as Chloe kissed her, running her fingers through her long, dark hair. She tried to tell the blonde girl good morning as well but Chloe hushed her by placing her finger on her lips.
Selena slid up in bed, sitting up against the headboard. “Well first, I met a guy named Ace. He sells ice cream and he’s, like, drop dead gorgeous. Plus he loves kids and puppies,” she giggled.
“Soft and sexy. Nice,” Chloe said as she sat up in bed and threw all the bed clothes to the floor leaving her and Hailee completely exposed. She smiled widely as the brunette girl slowly began kissing her from her lips to her jaw, Hailee’s hands softly playing with her breasts.
“Totally,” Selena agreed as she began offhandedly playing with a hard nipple through her T-shirt. “So I met him on the way to my uncle’s and he gave me free ice cream and everything. Then I have to help out at the car wash, which is a totally different story, and I totally made soooo much money. Seriously, I’m, like, a total natural at car washing. Then Steve totally starts perving out on me but that’s a whole other thing.”
Chloe moaned as Hailee kissed down to her chest, licking lightly at her small, sensitive breasts. “Mmm, you’ve got a whole lot of things in your hands,” she said as Hailee licked from one breast to the other. She opened her legs to let the brunette girl lay down as she nursed at her chest.
“Tell me about it,” Selena agreed as she lightly squeezed her firm breast. “So anyway, this total skeez of a old guy shows up and threatens to foreclose on my uncle’s car wash which it yet still a whole other thing.”
Chloe giggled as Hailee licked down from her chest to her soft stomach. “So many things in Florida,” she moaned softly as Hailee toyed with her belly button.
“I know, right?” Selena agreed as her hand drifted lower down her barely covered body. “So Ace totally saved me and scared off the skeezy guy and then asked me out. He was soooo chivalrous. So first I had to find some clothes ‘coz all I brought with me were bikinis but then he was there in his ice cream van and took me out.”
“A knight and his valiant steed,” Chloe said breathlessly as Hailee threw her slender legs over her shoulders and wrapped her arms around her thighs.
“So anyway, I find out he actually lives in his van and his whole idea of a date was to take me out and show me how to sell ice cream,” Selena said with a giggle as she slowly pulled her T-shirt up over her chest and began toying with her hard nipples. She knew she shouldn’t be touching herself like this while on the phone but it felt so naughty that she couldn’t resist as she remembered
that had happened last night. “And I rule at selling ice cream by the way,” she said as she continued with her story and slowly slid her hand down her body and spread her legs wide.
“Mmm… Get to the good parts already,” Chloe moaned as she bit her bottom lip. Hailee looked up at her with a knowing smirk at her double entendre. Chloe moaned as the brunette girl slowly licked up her dewy labia and circled her clit with her tongue.
Selena slid her hands down her body and cupped her heated groin, squeezing herself as her eyes fluttered. “Are… Are you yawn… yawning again. How long… How long does it take you to… to wake up?” she said as her juices trickled out from between her fingers.
“Just… Just get to the good part,” Chloe gasped as she wound her fingers through Hailee’s hair with one hand and squeezed one of her own small breasts with the other.
“You’re such a pervert,” Selena giggled as she squeezed her juicy pussy repeatedly. “So Ace gave me this good… good idea so I gave him a bit of an reward,” she said breathlessly as she slid one of her fingers into her gooey pussy.
“Mmmm yeah,” Chloe moaned as Hailee slid her pink tongue between her moist pussy-lips, teasing the blonde girl.
“Oh he had such a pretty cock,” Selena moaned as she slid a second finger into her hot, wet pussy, “So thick and hard and it stretched me in all the right places.” She kept the phone at her ear instead putting it on speaker because she didn’t want Chloe to hear what she was doing. “It was kind of awkward in the van because the ice cream stuff took up most if the space but his dick reached deep inside of me, just, it hit all the right places, y’know?” she said as she licked her lips and humped up against her hand.
Chloe groaned as Hailee circled her tongue with her clit and slid a finger into her tight, horny hole. She rocked her hips up and down against the brunette star’s hand as she began panting in lust. “More, more,” she moaned lustfully.
Selena moaned with her friend as she spread her thighs wider, sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt as she circled her clit with her thumb. “God it was hot. His cock just seemed to move on it’s own, just hitting and rubbing all the right places inside me. It was kinda uncomfortable but there was no way I was going to stop, it just felt to good,” she said as she almost dropped her phone. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated at remembering all the ways Ace as pleasured her while she continued her story.
Outside of his cousin’s window, Steve blew his second load while Selena continued masturbating as she talked on the phone.
Selena failed to suppress a groan as she laid side-ways on the bed, the juncture of her thighs unknowingly wide open to her cousin. “So eventually I got on top and just rode him, it was so hot. His hands just flowed over me, just knowing where to go, y’know? It was like he was a mind reader or something and I just rode his dick like I owned it.”
“Ride it like you stole it,” Chloe groaned as Hailee slid her wonderful tongue as deep as she could into her dripping pussy. Chloe began squeezing her small tits with both if her hands, kneading her breasts like they were dough.
“Oh God it was so hot,” Selena groaned as she humped her groin up to meet her hand, her fingers a blur as they tumbled inside of her. “I came soooo hard,” she gasped as she tried to quiet her moans and failed. Suddenly her orgasm over took her, her tan body twitching in pleasure as her juices gushed out and soaked her hand.
“Oh God I’m cumming!” Chloe shouted out as her orgasm roared over her. She locked her slender thighs around Haliee’s head and grounded her spasming cunt against the young girl’s face as she rode out her orgasm while pinching her bright pink nipples between her fingertips.
“Oh God,” Steve grunted in shame as he covered the outside of Selena’s window for the forth time, his cock chapped and swollen.
A silly grin slid over Selena’s panting face as she came down from her orgasm until she realized what Chloe had just said. “Wait. Did you just say you were cumming? Are you fucking masturbating to my story?”
“No,” Chloe giggled as Hailee slid up her body and kissed her without cleaning Chloe’s sweet cum from her mouth and chin. “Hailee was eating me out while we were both listening to your story.”
“Am I on speaker phone?” Selena asked incredulously, “That is so rude. And Hailee who? Hailee Steinfeld? What is it with you and brunettes?”
“Everybody needs a hobby,” Chloe said as Hailee cuddled up against her chest.
Selena giggled despite herself. “What is it with my friends and phone sex? Anyway, I gotta go talk to Uncle Esteban and Steve about work so I’ll talk to you later,” she said cheerfully.
“Later,” Chloe said before reaching over hand clicking off her phone. Her hand drifted down the table to the bottom drawer. She kissed Hailee on the top of her head and whispered lovingly, “Get on your hands and knees,”
Hailee giggled as she got on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed. She waited patiently for Chloe to get ready and wiggled her ass enticingly.
“Who’s your daddy now?” Chloe asked gruffly as she placed the tip of her thick, black strap-on at the entrance to Haliee’s tiny little pussy.
“You are, Chloe. You’re my daddy,” Hailee said excitedly as the small blonde girl began shoving the hard, long fake cock into her horny pussy. Her tight walls slowly separated as the black phallus pushed into her, stretching her tightly as Chloe gripped her hips. The “Kick Ass” actress yanked her hair back as she filled her causing Hailee to moan out in pleasure.
“That’s right, I’m your daddy,” Chloe grinned wickedly as her plastic cock bottomed out inside of Hailee. “And who has the best cock, Hailee. Whose cock feels the best fucking you?”
“Your cock, daddy,” Hailee moaned as Chloe slowly started fucking her, her warm juices trickling down the insides of her thighs. “My daddy has the best cock and she fucks her little girl with it whenever she wants.”
Chloe kept a firm grip on Hailee’s hips as she rocked herself back and forth, her own chest heaving as she panted in lust over the brunette girl. “That’s right, little girl. Daddy has the best cock and she fucks her little girl’s naughty pussy whenever she wants,” she grunted as she fucked Hailee faster, her small breasts jiggling on her chest as Hailee’s dangled beneath her. She reached under Hailee’s chest and palmed her small tits, her own breasts pressed against Hailee’s back. “You take daddy’s cock,” she whispered into the brunette girl’s ears, “You take everything daddy has to give his little girl.”
“Fuck me, daddy!” Hailee squealed out in joy as Chloe fucked her relentlessly, “Gimme your cock and make me cum!”
Chloe straightened up and slapped Hailee’s jiggling ass. “Don’t you tell daddy what to do,” she said sternly as she continued paddling Hailee, “Daddy tells you what to do!” She buried her strap-on deep inside of the brunette girl’s dripping pussy and wiggled it around a bit before sliding it out. She stood up on the bed and placed her fists on her slender hips. “Now suck daddy’s dick,” she ordered.
Hailee turned around and sat on her knees as she looked innocently up at Chloe. “Yes, daddy,” she said shyly before grabbing the base of the black plastic dick and opening her mouth wide. She slid the slick fake cock over her tongue before wrapping her lips around it and tasting her own juices on the plastic phallus. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked as hard as she could and Chloe gripped the sides of her head, never breaking eye contact.
Chloe started fucking Hailee’s mouth slowly, building up momentum until the brunette girl was easily taking her cock down her throat. She fucked Hailee’s mouth until drool was coming out of the corner of her lips, sliding down her chin and dripping onto her small, firm tits. Hailee slid her hands around until she was gripping Chloe’s tight ass, holding her in her mouth completely. Chloe smiled down at Hailee and patted her on her head. “Good girl, Daddy’s favorite girl,” she said as she stroked the brunette girl’s hair, “Now get on your back and spread your legs for daddy.”
Hailee eagerly complied, flipping around to lay down on her back while raising her legs up and grabbing her ankles. “Are you gonna fuck me, daddy?” she asked with a wide grin in her face, “Are you gonna fuck your little princess with your big, hard cock?”
“Fuck yeah I am,” Chloe growled as she climbed between Hailee’s wide spread legs and positioned the tip of her dildo at the entrance to the brunette haired girl’s drooling pussy. She kissed Hailee deeply as she slid her fake prick into her tiny pussy, making her groan into her mouth as she bottomed out in her gooey cunt. She began thrusting in slow but quickly built up her speed, slamming into her as their small breasts jiggled wildly in their chests.
Squealing in joy, Hailee wrapped her legs around Chloe’s slender waist as she wrapped her arms around the blonde girl’s neck. She raised her hips up to meet Chloe’s hard thrusts, grunting with every impact as Chloe fucked her rough, fast, and deep. Both girls panted
in unison as their bodies rose up to orgasm, Chloe bearing down on Hailee and Hailee arching her back gracefully.
Suddenly Hailee cried out as she came, her small pussy gripping down as her orgasm crashed over her, triggering Chloe’s own orgasm. Both girls pussies gushed as they came, drenching the sheets and mattress as they rode their orgasms, their young bodies spasming and twitching in pleasure as they wrapped their arms and legs tightly around each other as they came down from their sexual highs.
As her body relaxed fully, Chloe rolled limply off of Hailee, her fake, black cock pointing straight up into their air. She looked down at her sticky strap-on and then over at the panting Hailee. “And you just wanted to buy porn and lingerie,” she said with a smirk as Hailee cuddled up against her heaving chest.
“God bless Amazon,” Hailee panted.
“And God bless Selena’s story telling abilities.”
Hailee snorted as she touted with one of Chloe’s small, firm tits. “The next Shakespeare, I’m sure,” she said and both girls broke out into fits of laughter.
As the two actresses snuggled into their bed, Selena finally rolled out of her bed and put on her bikini as she giggled to herself. “Why are all my friends such perverts?” she asked herself before reaching up and throwing open her window to let the warm Miami Sun shine through. She inhaled the saltwater air and then put on a small robe before leaving to go find her cousin and uncle, unaware Steve was laying under her window with his spent, chapped dick in his hand, groaning in pain.
Selena walked into her uncle’s office and found him behind his desk, looking through his paperwork. “Hey, Uncle Esteban, have you seen Steve?”
Esteban waved his hand dismissively. “That boy been out sneaking around since the sun came up,” he said gruffly. “I’m trying to save his inheritance and he’s off daydreaming.”
“I wasn’t daydreaming,” Steve said defensively as he walked into the office, “I was… was… checking the perimeter. Y’know, for Vic Surge. He could be lurking, you don’t know.”
“Phttt…” Selena said with a dismissive wave of her hand, “Whatever. Anyway, I had a great idea last night on how to make the car wash some money,” she said cheerfully.
“And what’s that?” Esteban said suspiciously. “I won’t take any money!’
“I know, I know,” Selena said with a hint of frustration in her voice.
“So what’s your plan?” Steve asked with the same not of suspicion. “And just remember that unlike my father I’m not against taking money.”
Selena waved her hand at her cousin again before slipping off her robe. The bikini underneath was one of her more conservative ones with a lime green top and a neon orange bottom. “I’m gonna start helping out while wearing a bikini,” she said matter of factly.
“I forbid this!” Esteban said with an angry flush in his cheeks.
“Then let me loan you some money,” Selena said as she placed a hand defiantly on her hip.
“I forbid that as well,” Esteban countered.
“Then Steve can wear the bikini,” Selena answered as she jerked her thumb at her cousin.
Steve paid no attention as he stared at the fleshy underside of his cousin’s exposed ass-cheeks.
“I forbid that most of all,” Esteban replied.
“Fine. It’s settled then,” Selena said with a note of pride.
Esteban tried to see a way out of his niece’s argument and failed. Dropping his head into his hands he mutters, “What’s the world coming to?”
Selena jumped up and down in joy at winning the argument. “It’s coming to the car wash!” she said excitedly. She turned to Steve who was of course staring at her butt. “Steve, you’re my cousin and I love you but you’re also a total perv so you have to help me shop for bikinis. ‘Kay?”
Steve looked wide-eyed at his cousin. “Well, I was raised to always help family,” he said as he slowly broke into a wide smile.
Still cradling his head, Esteban, muttered, “I also raised you not to have impure thought about your cousin and look how that turned out.”
Twenty minutes later, Selena sat her cousin on a chair and placed a beach blanket on his lap. “There. Leave that there, don’t move it, don’t touch it, don’t readjust it, and if somebody asks why it’s there just tell them it’s a safety issue,” she instructed Steve.
Steve threw his hands up at his cousin. “Selena, I’m a mostly grown man, I think I can control myself in public,” he said defensively.
Selena gave Steve a quick peck on his forehead, her firm cleavage just barely inches from his face. She stood back up and looked at the start of a bulge from underneath his towel. “Steve, you’re my cousin and I love you. That being said, you’re a perv,” she told him with an affectionate pat on his head before turning around and entering the changing room.
“You ever think that maybe it’s your fault I’m like this!” Steve called after Selena.
A peppy, somewhat catchy, synth-pop musical montage starts with music legally different enough from any actual popular song to stay out of court starts.
Selena threw back the curtain of the dressing room to show her wearing a black, one piece swimsuit cut high at the hips and low in the chest. She spun around to show that her tight ass was mostly concealed but the high cut lifted up each taunt ass-cheek and Steve nodded his head in approval.
The curtain was thrown open again to show Selena wearing a pale, white one piece cut low in the chest and nearly translucent, her nipples and crotch nearly visible. Steve licked his lips and nodded again.
The curtain opened again and Selena was wearing a bright purple two-piece bikini. The top was somewhat conservative and the bottoms were held up with two strings on either side to help emphasize her hips. Steve rubbed his sweaty hands on his thighs and nodded eagerly.
When the curtain opened again, Selena was wearing a turquoise bikini and did a quick pop and lock to make her cleavage jiggle before standing up seductively. Steve took several moments to stare at his cousin, his eyes wide, before nodding his head.
The peppy, somewhat catchy, synth-pop music legally different enough from any actual popular song to stay out of court continues as the store clerk came over.
“Hi. I’m Vanessa Hudgens, the story assistant,” the dark haired young woman said politely, trying not to look at the obvious erection lurking under the male customer’s towel. “Is there anything I can help you with?”
The volume of the peppy, somewhat catchy, synth-pop music legally different enough from any actual popular song to stay out of court turned up as Selena eyed the clerk up and down before she nodded her head eagerly. She yanked Vanessa into the changing room and Steve stared hungrily at the closed curtain as the girls giggled loudly.
The curtain opened to show Selena wearing a lime top with orange bottoms while Vanessa wore a purple top and dark pink bottoms. The girls paraded around, dancing and laughing as Steve’s erect cock throbbed painfully beneath the blanket. Suddenly Selena and Vanessa were joined by several other bikini clad young women, all dancing and parading around the story. Steve’s eyes were wide as he watched helplessly from his chair, unable to move without revealing his erection.
Selena and Vanessa danced together, chest to chest, their hands resting lightly on their hips as they swayed to the music and various other girls danced around them. Eventually the peppy, somewhat catchy, synth-pop music legally different enough from any actual popular song to stay out of court became quieter and Selena took her new collection of bikinis to the register.
Still in her bikini, Vanessa rang up Selena’s purchases. “Will that be cash or credit?” she asked happily.
Running her hands over her barely covered body, Selena remembered that she had given her credit card to Steve. She ran over to him still in the chair, her bikini clad body jiggling enticingly. “Card please,” she asked as she bent at the waist, her breasts dangling in front of her cousin’s face again as she teased him. He gave her the credit card and she hurried over to check out and leave, Steve’s eyes crawling over her ass as she exited.
As Steve realized that he was now alone with his erection surrounded by barely clothed women he called out after his cousin. “Selena! I’m kinda stuck. Selena!”
Back at the car wash, dressed in one of her revealing bikinis, Selena’s line had already filled up with customers. Every one of her customers were male, all watching her as she cleaned her cars but not all of the men watching her were customers.
“Get over here, Dick!” Vic Surge hissed as he grabbed his son by his shirt and dragged him down into the bushes, “She’ll see you if you keep gawking at her like that.”
“Sorry dad,” Dick said, his eyes never leaving the young, dark skinned girl’s heavenly ass. “Just look at that pooper.”
“That ‘pooper’ is going to put us out of business,” Vic grumbled as he looked at the long line of cars waiting for Esteban’s niece to wash them so that they could ogle her barely covered body.
“What we need is a plan,” Dick said in all seriousness.
his son like he had just wet himself. “Yes, you dip shit, that’s why I brought you out here to help me come up with a plan.”
“Good idea, dad,” Dick replied. “So what’s the plan?”
Vic just continued to stare at his son. “I knew I should have fought harder for your mother to take you in the divorce,” he said before smacking his son in the back of the head. “We’re here to come up with the plan, you dolt,” he hissed.
“Oh, good idea, dad,” Dick said. He stared at the young girl, her bronzed body glimmering in the Miami sun. “I got nothing.”
“In your head or in your pants?” Vic asked his son. “Now shut up so I can think of something.”
Dick stared at the brown beauty, his dick throbbing in his pants. “To bad they don’t make time machines yet. You could go back and steal her idea.”
Vic stared dumbly at his son before a slow, wicked grin spread across his face. “I may not have a time machine, you drooling moron, but I do believe I can still steal their idea and improve it.”
As lunch time approached, Selena apologized to the customers that she hadn’t gotten to yet and they unanimously told her it was fine and that they would just sit there and wait. Grabbing a towel she walked into the office and found Ace waiting with Steve. “Ace!” she squeaked and ran into his strong arms. Her lips immediately attacked his mouth as she pressed her body against his, her breasts bulging out of the sides of her bikini as she held herself to his broad chest and Steve watched jealously. “What brings you here so soon?” she asked as she slid down the front of his muscular body until her feet reached the floor.
“I wasn’t planning on stopping by until after you got off work,” Ace said with a broad smile, sunlight glinting off of his perfect teeth, “But I saw something strange over by one of Vic’s car washes and wanted to tell you. I didn’t have time to stop by but he seemed to have double his usual amount of customers. Something is afoot if you ask me.”
“Hmmm, certainly sounds fishy,” Selena said with a serious look on her face.
“I’d check it out myself but I’m due to pass out puppies and kittens at the local childrens hospital,” Ace said as he stared far off out the window and Steve rolled his eyes in disgust.
“Awww, that’s so sweet,” Selena cooed before pulling herself up his body and kissing him again before whispering in his ear. “You are soooo getting the blow-job of your life after work.”
Steve rolled his eyes again. “Guys, I’m right hear and I can hear you,” he said in frustration.
When Selena reached the floor again she grabbed Steve’s wrist and yanked him towards the door. “Come on, we’ve got some investigating to do!” Pulling him down the street she didn’t notice Steve staring at her ass, the under swell of each brown cheek exposed and with a small jiggle to them with each step. Finally they found their way to Vic’s closest car wash and Selena led them to a dumpster behind the building. She bent forward to peek around the dumpster with Steve pressed up against her, his erect cock nestled between her warm cheeks. “What is all that?” she whispered back at her cousin.
“Nothing!” Steve blurted out before realizing what Selena was looking at. At Vic’s car wash he didn’t just have one woman wearing a sexy bikini while she washed cars, he had a dozen, and not only were they washing the cars they were putting on sexy shows as they did it. He slowly grounded his cock against Selena’s out-thrust rear-end, hoping she wouldn’t notice.
“I think I recognize some of those girls,” Selena whispered, to busy concentrating on the beautiful, wet, sexy women gyrating against the cars to notice Steve.
Steve pressed himself closer to Selena, slowly and softly rubbing his pants encased cock against her barely covered ass. “They’re local models. We saw them at the bikini shop.”
Selena napped her fingers. “That’s diabolical,” she hissed. “Vic Surge is a fiend. We have to find some way to stop him.”
Holding his cousin lightly by her hips, Steve continued softly dry-humping her exquisite ass as she spied on the scantily clad women. He threw his head back and stifled a moan of pleasure as he molested Selena’s ass while watching a dozen barely clothed, sexy women play with water hoses as well as each other.
“I’ve seen enough,” Selena whispered to Steve behind her shoulder, “We better get back. Are you done, Steve?”
With a lurch Steve came in his pants, staining them as a wet spot began to form.
Selena started to feel a warm wetness against her ass and turned around and looked down at the wet spot forming in the front of her cousin’s pants. She looked up and glared at him. “Ohhh, that’s it. I’m telling Uncle Esteban,” she growled before stomping off.
“Noooo, Selena. Come on, don’t tell,” Steve whined as he followed Selena’s ass out of the bushes. “Please? Don’t be mean. It wan an accident, I swear…”
Thirty minutes later Selena started her new, sexy car wash routine. She was still mad at Steve but he had promised never to do it again and calm down on the perv stuff but she doubted it would last long, puberty had not been kind to him, He was basically a walking hormone with constant erections but he was her cousin and she loved him despite his annoying hard-ons..
Holding the hose above her, Selena let the water soak her hair, drops cascading down her tan body. She drenched her sun kissed body, swinging the hose around covering her and the car. She leaned into the front window, pressing her breasts against the glass hard enough to cause her breasts to bulge as she worked her chest back and forth. She raised the hose up allowing the water to spill against her tits as he turned around and pressed her ass against the glass, not noticing the driver licking the glass behind her.
Selena swayed her hips in a wide arc, her firm, tan ass jiggling before she turned around and flung the water out in an arc across the car. She used her body to wipe the car down before standing in front of the hood. She bent down at the waist, pointing her up-thrust rear-end at the driver to pick up a bucket full of soapy water. Arching her graceful back she dumped the sudsy water over her wet body and then slid her hot, barely covered form over every inch of the car’s body. The friction quickly got her nipples hard and as she slid down the back she picked up the hose again. Pursing her lips she took a sip of the water before slinging the hose around and rinsing the car off.
From the same spot Vic and Dick surge had spied on Selena, Steve hid and masturbated to the sight of his cousin dry-humping a car. His dick was sore and chapped but no amount of pain could seem to keep him from masturbating to Selena.
As the work day ended, Selena met her cousin and uncle in the small office wearing a white robe to cover up her mostly exposed body. “So how’d we do today?” she asked hopefully, not noticing the ice pack on Steve’s crotch as he sat behind his father’s desk.
“He won’t tell me,” Esteban’s muttered angrily. “He must think me a feeble old man that can’t handle the numbers.”
“Geez, dad,” Steve muttered back to his father, “You can see me using the calculator, can’t you? Gimme a sec,” Concentrating on the days figures he finally added in the last of the receipts and handed the slip of paper to his father. “We made triple the money we made yesterday,” he said proudly.
“Yea!” Selena cheered happily as she jumped up and down, her tan cleavage jiggling wildly.
At first, Esteban’s face lit up when he saw the final for the days receipts but then started to frown. “Yes. Very good, children, very good,” he said before crumbling up the receipt and stepping slowly out of the office.
Selena watched her uncle leave with a worried look on her face. “What’s the matter with him,” she asked Steve.
Steve looked up at his cousin and tried to think of a good way to break the news to her. “Well, it’s like this. One girl doing, y’know, what you did, tripled our profits but Vic has dozens working for him. He’s still gonna win.”
“Way to kill my buzz, cuz,” Selena said with an ironic smirk.
Steve, for some reason, decided that now was the best time to confess to Selena. “Selena, there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you.”
“Sure,” Selena said offhandedly while she tried to think about what to do about her uncle’s car wash.
Steve took a deep breath to settle his nerves as he got down on one knee behind his cousin. “Selena, I love you,” he confessed.
“Love you too, Steve,” Selena responded automatically as she looked over Steve’s figures.
“No, I mean I ‘really’ love you,” Steve said as he stared at his cousin’s heavenly ass. He yanked his eyes away from what he considered the world’s most perfect rear-end and tried to fight off his more primal urges.
Selena turned around and thought nothing of her cousin on his knee behind her, obviously just being a perv again. “And I really love you too, Steve,” she said as she bent at the waist and hugged him. She thought nothing that his face was pressed into her mostly exposed chest, after all he was her cousin and therefore not a sexual being at all.
gonna get dressed for dinner,” she said as she stood up, “See you in a bit.”
Steve watched his hot cousin skip out of the office as he pulled out a small box out from his back pocket. “But I love you,” he muttered at Selena’s disappearing ass and held up the box containing the cheap ring he had bought her.
Suddenly Esteban appeared in the door way and looked down at his son. “Dammit, boy! What did I tell you about proposing to your cousin?”
“Step-cousin,” Steve mumbled weakly.
A few hours later as they sat around the dining room, Steve didn’t say much during dinner, he just listened to Selena talk about how great Ace was and tried to cheer him and his father up by how much money they could make now. Afterwards, Selena left to got meet Ace, wearing tighter clothes than she had the night before, and he went for a walk to clear his head.
As he walked down the dark sidewalk Steve just stared at his feet, not caring where they were taking him. Suddenly he stopped and shouted up at the sky, “Why, God, why!? Why did you make Selena my cousin? What did I do that was so bad that I deserved to be punished so?” He whined up to the sky with his arms spread, praying to be struck by lightening. He continued walking, not looking where he was going and stumbled, tripping over his feet and nearly landing in the street.
Steve was blinded as a car squeal to a halt barely an inch from his face. “You okay there, brother,” a voice called out from the car.
“You missed,” Steve answered back.
“Missed what?” the voice replied.
“Fairly certain that karma demands that you’re supposed to run over me to end my pathetic life.” Steve heard a car door slam and then looked over at the owner of the car that had pulled over on the side of the road.
“I don’t think karma works like that,” the driver said.
“Good point,” Steve said as he struggled to sit up, “Besides, I would never be killed by a car that nice. Maybe a really old Toyota or something, that’d be about right.”
“‘Fraid all I got is the ‘lambo tonight, friend,” the driver said as he held his hand down to help Steve up. “The name’s Dick, by the way.”
“I’m Steve,” the clumsy, sad Steve said as he took Dick Surge’s hand and let the son of his uncle’s worst enemy help him up.
An hour later, Steve yelled to be heard over the den of the expensive strip club, “This is awesome!”
Trapped in the cleavage of a stripper, Dick nodded his head enthusiastically in agreement. He reached around the gyrating dancer and poured Steve another glass of expensive champagne. “Have another drink,” he mumbled around his face-full of high priced silicone.
Steve grabbed the glass as another stripper straddled his thighs and began thrusting her barely covered groin towards his face. “I wanna thank you again for this,” he told Dick, barely able to take his eyes off of the lovely young woman now grinding against his lap.
“No problem,” Dick said with a sinister grin as he watched Steve down his champagne. “You looked like you could use a pick me up.”
“Boy did I,” Steve agreed, not even thinking about how strange it had been for a complete stranger to pick him up and pay for him to party at the most expensive strip club in Miami, The Riches of Bitches. He enthusiastically ran his hands over the strippers tight ass as she giggled at him.
Dick leaned over and gave Steve a friendly punch on his shoulder. “She’s pretty hot,” he laughed as he nodded towards the dancer and she poured more champagne into Steve’s open mouth.
Steve sputter as he struggled to swallow the bubbly expensive drink. “Hell yeah!” he cheered in agreement.
Dick winked at Steve and then motioned the barely clothed, barely legal dancers away. “You ain’t seen nothing yet,” he said as the lights in the club went down.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the DJ announced over the loud speakers, “If I may turn your attention to our main stage where our gorgeous, featured performer is making her way.” The lights on the main stage slowly came up to reveal the club’s apparently featured performer for the night. “For one night only, I give you, Sofia Vergara!”
Steve’s eyes slowly went wide as he recognized the new dancer. “There is now way…” he muttered in shock. She was wearing a tight belly shirt with long sleeves, the material barely containing her large breasts. Her flat stomach was sparkling with glitter as the bright lights shown over it. Her thick ass was covered in black, shiny booty shorts to show off her rear-end and long legs and her 6 inch high heels only emphasized her legs and ass more. Steve looked over at his new friend with his mouth wide open. “There’s no way that’s her.”
Dick winked at Steve and chuckled. “Does it really matter?” he asked before turning back to the stage. The music came up and all eyes were on Sofia as she began swaying rhythmically.
Sofia’s wide hips moved in time to the music as she raised her arms up, pulling her large breasts high and tight on her chest. She popped her hip causing her ass and tits to jiggle enticingly as she spun around. Grabbing the bar set in the middle of the stage she dropped down low and thrust her butt out, shaking it at the crowd and drawing cheers from the audience before slowly standing back up.
Running her hands slowly down her body, Sofia licked her lips enticingly as she emphasized the amazing curves of her body. She jerked her shoulders back causing her breasts to pop up and down on her chest as she jiggled her ass in time with the music and caused the audience to cheer out again. She spun around again dropping low to the ground, thrusting her ass out more as she slowly straightened out again, bending at the waist with her hands on her knees. She swung her ass out like a pendulum before standing up again and winking at the crowd as she licked her thick lips. She rocked her head around, her long brown hair swaying out, whipping around her head.
With a quick spin Sofia suddenly had her top off, her brown skin gleaming in the lights of the stage. Beneath her shirt had been a small bikini top just barely large enough to cover her obviously hard nipples but well made enough to pull her firm tits up high on her chest. She rolled her shoulders causing her breasts to undulate like balloons as she whipped her hair again and the crowed roared in approval. She skipped back and forth across the stage, her mountainous breasts threatening to pop out of her small top at any moment as she presented herself on the stage.
“There’s no way that can be her,” Steve whispered in amazement.
“Does it really fucking matter,” Dick said with a chuckle.
Steve thought it over for a moment. “I guess not.”
When she had made her way back around the stage, Sofia slid her thumbs into the waist band of her shorts, pulling them snug against her ass and crotch, teasing the audience. Grinning wickedly she dropped low again, peeling the tight shorts down her tan ass. Standing slowly she pulled the tight material down her thick thighs until it fell to the floor as she stood back up revealing her matching G-string. The string disappeared between her luscious ass-cheeks completely leaving her thick, juicy ass nearly completely exposed. The front of the G-string was small enough to cover just her pubic mound and prove that her pussy was shaved completely bald.
Steve stopped breathing at the sight of the near naked performer. Blood spurted out of his nose a moment before he passed out in his chair.
As his vision started to clear, Steve heard a voice from far, far way. “Hey. Wake up,” the voice said before he felt something painful on his cheek.
“Hey! What the heck,” Steve whined as he rubbed his cheek. “What was that?”
“You okay?” Dick asked, his hand raised to slap Steve across the cheek again. “How many fingers am I holding up?”
Steve looked dazedly up at the raised hand. “Is this a trick question?”
Dick looked up at his up raised hand. “Oh, sorry,” he said before lowering his fingers except for his first two. “How ‘bout now?”
“Eleven,” Steve said.
“Close enough,” Dick said with a wide smile before helping Steve up to his feet. “How ya feelin’?”
“Like somebody just slapped me across the cheek. What happened?” Steve asked as he looked around at the now more brightly lit club.
Dick chuckled before slapping Steve playfully on the shoulder. “I’m afraid that Sofia’s nearly naked body was nearly to much for you. Makes me wonder how you’re gonna handle the whole kit-n-caboodle.”
“Huh?” Steve asked right as Dick took him by the arm and began leading him across the club. “Where we going?”
“Wait ‘til you see what I set up for you,” Dick said in glee as he led Steve into the back of the club.
“When did you have time to set all this up?” Steve wondered as he was led down a darkly lit hall with doors every few feet.
“Um, when you were unconscious?” Dick answered quickly as they came to the last door. “And here may I present you, The Champagne Room,” he said before opening the door.
Steve looked in and say a
cushioned couch, a thickly cushioned chair, a small table with a lamp, and a small stage with it’s own dancer’s bar on it. “Okay, I don’t know what’s going on here but if you want me to sign anything written in blood, I’m leaving.”
“You worry to much,” Dick said as he shoved Steve into the small room and locked the door behind him. “Have fun.”
Steve tried the door immediately after he heard it click. “What kind of room locks on the outside?” he muttered to himself before turning around and nearly being stunned off of his feet. “Aiiii…! When did you get here?”
Sofia smiled warmly at Steve. “I was wondering when you’d notice me,” she said as she ran her fingertips across the tops of her phenomenal breasts. She was still dressed in her barely there bikini outfit and judging by how hard her nipples were, it was very cold in the room.
Steve couldn’t talk. All his brain was capable of doing was memorizing every curve, swerve, and graceful contour of Sofia’s magnificent body. He had never been this close to a woman this stunning in his entire life, at least not with a restraining order coming in the mail the next day. His cock strained against his pants, tenting them out obviously and seemingly pointing straight at Sofia.
Sofia smirked at Steve’s erection before looking back up at him. “Why don’t you make yourself more comfortable,” she said as she gestured to the overstuffed chair in the corner. When he didn’t move, speak, or acknowledge her in any way she waited for him to get over his shock. And then she waited for a minute longer but he still didn’t move, his eyes locked onto her chest and she could tell that for some strange reason he was only breathing when she did, his chest rising and falling with her’s, which was kinda creeping her out a little.
When Steve still didn’t move and still couldn’t pull his eyes away from her chest, Sofia grabbed him by his erection which caused him to squeak out like a mouse in surprise. She gently led him over to the chair and used her grip on his hard-on to force him back and sit down. “How about we get your private dance started?” she asked with a smirk.
“But there’s no music,” Steve muttered meekly.
Sofia looked down at the young man like he had just drooled on himself. Being who she was and dressed as she was she would never had guessed that any man would have said that to her right now. She really had no idea what to say to that. She shrugged to herself before reaching behind her and untying her barely there top. “Well then I suppose we’ll have to make our own music,” she said seductively as she let her bikini fall to the floor, revealing her large, firm breasts.
Steve choked on his own spit and stopped breathing. Sofia’s breasts were as magnificent as every man who had dreamed of them thought they would be. They seemed to glow on their own in the light of the small room, perfectly shaped without any sag to them, defying gravity and capped with hard, brown nipples. They were a perfect teardrop shape, the nipples perfectly placed at the centers seeming to pull the shape of the tits up. They swayed hypnotically with each breath and a warm feeling of contentment spread over Steve’s body along with the assurance that everything was right in the world.
When Steve didn’t start breathing on his own, Sofia looked down at him with worry. His eyes were fixed, his pupils fully dilated, his entire body slack except for his lap. He still didn’t breath. Filled with a sudden ice cold panic she slapped him hard across the face.
Steve gasped in shock. “Ow! What was that for?” he whined.
“Foreplay?” Sofia said with a shrug before regaining her composure. “Now how about that music?” she said in a husky, breathless voice as she straddled Steve’s lap. She lowered her barely covered crotch down, trapping the young man’s erection between them, the length of him settling between her labia. “How’s that feel, Steve?”
“Soooo good,” Steve groaned before looking up at Sofia in confusion. “Hey, how’d you know my name?”
Sofia couldn’t think of a good response so she simple fell forward, stifling the kid’s face in her abundant chest. The distraction must have worked because he stopped talking immediately and began licking and sucking at her firm tits like a hungry calf. His hands came up and began squeezing her tits in a milking motion as he began hurriedly humping up against her groin. “Slow… slow down, sweetie,” she gasped as she struggled to keep from being bucked off and falling to the floor.
“Hold… hold on a sec,” Sofia grumbled as she continued struggling on Steve’s lap. His hands and mouth were covering her tits like a octopus, seemingly everywhere at once while he bucked up against her like a mechanical bull. “Wa… wait a sec… second,” she continued to grumbled as she struggled to rearrange them both into a more comfortable position but it was a lost cause. Finally she admitted defeat and shoved his head away from her tits, his mouth still making sucking noises and his hands squeezing air.
Slowly realizing something was wrong, Steve opened his eyes and saw Sofia staring down at him with the exact same look his mother used to give him whenever he’d trip over his own feet and break the furniture. “Is something the matter?” he asked her in bewilderment before beginning to panic. “Oh my God! Did I do something wrong?”
Realizing she was about to lose sexual control of Steve just out of his own nervousness and panic, Sofia broke out into what she hoped was a warm smile. “No, no, baby. I just… I just wanted to get more comfortable,” she said before standing back up, “Now, lets do away with those pants.” “This has got to be the hardest lay of my life,” she mumbled to herself as she tried to untie his double knotted shoe laces, her large breasts dangling beneath her.
“What was that? I didn’t hear…” Steve asked worriedly.
“Nothing, nothing,” Sofia said as she admitted defeat and stood back up, her hands defiantly on her wide hips. “Those are some tight laces,” she said, a note of anger entering her voice.
“I trip a lot,” Steve mumbled.
“I can believe that,” Sofia said in response. With all of the frustration she thought about telling Dick Surge and his father to fuck off but her pride kicked in. Once she started a job she finished it, no matter how distasteful it was. “Fuck it,” she muttered and gripped the sides of Steve’s cheap pants and yanked them down to his knobby knees.
“Ow!” Steve squealed as his grabbed his painfully hard dick and checked it for chaffing.
“Sorry if that hurt,” Sofia said as she untied her nearly non-exsistant bikini bottoms and let them flutter to the floor, “But we’re finishing this no matter what.” She grabbed Steve’s wrists and pulled them away from his lap, freeing his erection. She didn’t pay any attention to his prick, it didn’t matter if it was big or small or a writhing mass of tentacle, she was fucking it no matter way. By now it was a matter of principal.
Steve barely got a look at the juncture of Sofia’s legs before she was leaning over him and grabbing the base of his cock like she owned it. And was angry at it for some reason. All he saw was that her pussy was completely bare of any hair and already glistening with moisture which surprised him for some reason. Suddenly the air left his body as she lowered herself down, her tight, hot cunt swallowing his dick like a hungry anaconda. She forced herself down until he was sheathed completely inside of her, her body gripping him like an angry glove while her spectacular tits dangled in front of his face.
Sofia grabbed Steve’s wrists and placed his hands on her thick ass before grabbing the side of his head and forcing him to look up at her. “Hold on,” she said seriously before plunging his face between her firm tits and then grabbing the back of the chair. She began rolling her wide hips back and forth, her tight cunt sliding up and down his stiff pole as she fucked him. She kept her breasts pressed against his face, moving them side to side across his wetly sucking mouth as she raised her thick ass up and down, counting in her head to keep a steady pace. The chair beneath them began creaking and groaning with their weight as she began moving herself harder against him, pushing him down into the cracks of the chair.
“Thank you, God,” Steve mumbled around his face full of large, celebrity tit. Although there was no way this was really the actress Sofia Vergara.
Keeping up the pressure while increasing her speed, Sofia began sweating with exertion as she fucked the skinny young man. Her long, dark hair whipped around her head as she rocked herself back and forth, the back of the chair hitting the wall hard enough to leave dents in the drywall. Steve’s grip on her fleshy ass was hard enough to leave bruises but she didn’t have any modeling shoots anytime soon so she wasn’t worried about it. What she was worried about were the hickeys she knew he was going to leave on her tits from sucking so hard but she could hide those with make-up. All that really mattered to her right now was getting the kid off and happy enough
the questions Dick had given her to ask. And the sooner that happened the sooner she could get home and get some rest for her early morning shoot for her TV show.
Riding Steve like a small horse, Sofia began grunting into his ear, pretending to be enjoying this as much as he was. It wasn’t that he wasn’t cute kid, but she was her and when someone looked like her she could have her pick of any man and Steve wasn’t quite the guy she usually went for. She rubbed her entire naked body against his, using every bit of exposed flesh she had to fuck him. By now the dents in the wall had become holes and the drywall dust had coated Steve’s head and she started to worry about how much more the wall could take before it collapsed around them. Suddenly she felt him lurch beneath her and grunt into her cleavage as he bucked his hips up and she felt him cum inside of her. She groaned lustfully into his ear to convince him that she was cumming as well while he gnawed at her sensitive nipples and squeezed her even harder smooth flesh even harder.
Steve collapsed into the chair as Sofia collapsed on top of him, her wonderful chest pressed against his face and blacking out the room as his cock softened inside of her. She rolled to the side a little bit, his cock slipping out of her as she squirmed around and sat on his lap with her legs hanging off of the side and her arm around his shoulders. “Wow,” he gasped with a dopey grin on his face.
“You can say that again,” Sofia said as she lightly toyed with one of Steve’s nipples.
“Wow,” Steve said by way of a joke and looked expectantly up at Sofia hoping she had gotten it.
“You’re so funny,” Sofia said with a small giggle and a affectionate slap on Steve’s chest.
Steve looked around the room, not quite sure at to what happens next. “So, ah… Now what?” he asked sheepishly.
Sofia placed his head down on Steve’s shoulder and looked up at him as lovingly as she could. “Well, there’s usually pillow talk afterwards,” she said sweetly.
Steve didn’t know much about pillow talk. He usually just paid his date and then walked sheepishly back home. “Okay, pillow talk then.”
“So tell me about yourself,” Sofia said. “Or more specifically, tell me about what you do for a living.”
A half an hour later, Sofia closed the door on Steve’s cab and waved him off before walking down the alleyway behind the “Riches of Bitches”. Dick Surge appeared from out of the shadows with a wicked smile on his face.
“So, how’d it go?” Dick asked right before Sofia punched him in the nose. He fell on his ass on the ground and looked up at Sofia as he held his nose. “Ow! What the hell was that for?”
“Don’t you take that tone with me, Dick Surge,” Sofia said angrily as she wagged her finger at him. “Don’t think you’re to old for me to take over my knee. I will drag you back into that club and give you a spanking those sluttly little friends of yours will never forget,” she growled. “I’m not one of those pissy little Yes Men your father has following him around agreeing with everything he says. What if someone inside had a camera and took a picture of me up on that stage? What would happen then?”
“Okay, okay. I’m sorry,” Dick pleaded.
“I’m sorry, ma’am.”
Sofia huffed and crossed her arms beneath her spectacular chest. “And?”
“And I’ll never do it again,” Dick whined. “I just though, y’know, as one last favor…”
Sofia began viciously open handed smacking Dick across his head and shoulders. “One last favor for what?” she yelled angrily. “For your father smuggling me into this country? For being your nanny until my modeling career took off? You ungrateful, little…” she continued while never stopping her physical assault.
“Ow, ow, ow…! I’m sorry, I’m sorry… It’ll never happen again,” he cried out.
“’It’ll never happen again’ what?”
“It’ll never happen again, ma’am,” Dick screamed out with tears in his eyes.
Stopping her vicious slapping of the young man, Sofia took a step back and glared at him. “Humph, it had better not,” she said without looking at Dick.
Dick tried to clear the tears for his eyes before looking up at his former nanny. “Did… did you get the information?” he asked hopefully and as respectfully as he could.
Sofia glared evilly at Dick.
Dick held his hands up defensively. “Did you get the information, ma’am?”
Sofia huffed again. “Yes. I don’t know what you or your father are wanting with Steve’s Uncle’s car wash but it appears that Esteban has gotten into quite a bit of debt with the bank. According to Steve, the bank could foreclose any time they want.”
Dick’s tear stained eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas morning with a wicked smile. “Really…”
The next morning at Esteban’s car was, Dick stood triumphantly behind his father. “I suppose you’re wondering why I called you all here today,” Vic announced with his hands on his hips. He could feel his son behind him trying to stifle a giggle and just rolled his eyes in frustration at Dick’s immaturity.
Esteban scowled at the two men as he struggled to control his blood pressure. “No one called anyone,” he growled, “You both just showed up.”
“Be that as it may,” Vic continued as he began strolling causally around the small office, “I do have some news that I’d like to share with you. The both of you,” he finished as he stared pointedly at Steve. “I have come by some interesting information last night…”
Steve gulped as he stared at Dick and the slightly older boy sneered at him.
“It appears that not only are you behind on your payments to the bank,” Vic said as he ran his fingers over the on hanged picture in the office, checking for dust, “But the bank can foreclose on your whole operation at any moment should they feel you are going to lapse on your debts…” He placed his fists on Esteban’s desk and leaned over the older man, “…or if they get a better offer.”
Selena noticed Dick and Steve staring each other and wondered what exactly was going on between the two of them. And how exactly they knew each other.
Vic grinned wickedly at Esteban. “I took the liberty of talking to the bank for you and made them a, shall we say, gifted offer,” he said as he stood up and loomed over the older man.
“And what exactly is this ‘offer’, Mr. Surge?” Esteban growled.
“It’s very simple,” Vic answered, “Sell to me, I pay off the debt, or they foreclose and I buy the car wash from them even cheaper.”
As Esteban’s anger began to rise his face started to turn red. “No! Never! I will never sell to you!” he shouted as he stood.
Vic began cackling maniacally. “You have no choice,” he laughed as he turned and started out of the office. “Come, Dick, let’s give them a chance to say… good-bye. Mwa ha, ha, ha…”
Dick waved at Steve and gave Selena a quick wink as he closed the door behind him and his father.
Steve accidentally caught Selena’s eye and quickly turned away with a blush of embarrassment as his father huffed angrily and picked up the phone.
“I shall call the bank and put a end to this,” Esteban mumbled as he started punching numbers on the key pad.
Selena pulled her own phone out and started punching numbers. “That’s a good idea, Unc,” she said to herself as Steve shuffled his feet.
Later in Selena’s stall, Ace leaned casually against the wall watching her wash yet another car. She was wearing a dark purple strapless bikini as she reached up over the hood, moving her wash-rag back and forth, her breasts swaying beneath her as her ass stuck out high in the air. His muscular arms were crossed across her broad chest as he whistled in appreciation.
Selena giggled as she looked over at Ace, noticing how well he was wearing his tight T-shirt and jeans. “Will you stop distracting me, I’m busy,” she said before sticking her tongue out at him and returning to her work. She turned around, arching her back as she sat on the hood of the car, buffing it with her tan skin, her skin glistening with the water dripping down her body.
“Sorry. I just got done delivering Christmas presents to a halfway house for misunderstood children and just had to see you. Don’t you get a break or something?” Ace asked as he continued staring at the beautiful Latina.
“That is so sweet, and I’ll get my break as soon as I’m done with this car,” Selena said as she dragged her ass from the hood and up the side of the car to the driver’s side window. She slid her out-thrust rear-end across the window before turning around and pressing her firm breasts against the glass and rubbing herself up and down.
When she finished with the car, Selena took the man’s money, glancing down into his lap through the now open window and noticing that like all her customers he was sporting a pretty good tent in his pants. She took his money and blew him a kiss, licking her lips before waving him off and turning her attention back to Ace as he drove off.
warm, wet body before looking down at her. “You look exhausted,” he said with a note of worry.
“Thanks for pointing that out,” Selena said with a chuckle, “As a matter of fact I am exhausted. Mine is the only stall with customers and since I’m the only one that looks this good in a bikini, everybody just waits for me.”
“It’s hard to be so good,” Ace said. “You shouldn’t be doing this all on your own, Selena. Maybe I can find something to do to help?”
Selena looked up and down Ace’s body before staring up at him like he was a steak she couldn’t wait to devour. “As much as I’d like to see you rocking a banana hammock I don’t think you’d have the same effect on the customers,” she said with a giggle as she pressed her body tightly against his, groin to groin.
Ace rocked against Selena’s moist body for a moment, enjoying the feel of the heat coming off of her. “Still, there’s gotta be something I can do.”
Selena’s eyes suddenly peered over Ace’s broad shoulder as a van pulled into the parking lot of the car wash. “Actually,” Selena said with a smirk, “Thanks to a call I placed I think help is on the way.”
Following Selena’s eyes, Ace spotted the van just as the side door opened. His eyes went wide as a small group of hot, young women stepped out and waved enthusiastically at Selena.
Selena held her hand out to present her friends to Ace. “Let me introduce you to my help. Ace, I’d like you to meet Miley Cyrus, Victoria Justice, Demi Lovato, Jennifer Lawrence, Chloe Moretz, Hailee Steinfeld, and Taylor Swift,” she said with a wide grin.