My guilty pleasure

My guilty pleasure My guilty pleasure

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Everyone wants to fuck a celebrity, that one person that takes our breath away and I'm one of those lucky people...

Summary

Everyone wants to fuck a celebrity, that one person that takes our breath away and I'm one of those lucky people...

Content

Submitted: May 22, 2015

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Content

Submitted: May 22, 2015

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I sat in the lobby glancing from my phone to the door waiting for Eddie to appear. It won't be long now. I arrived early and he's running late as usual. Such is the life of a mega star, but tonight he's all mine again. 

I shift in the seat and swap my crossed legs over. The sheer fabric of my stockings makes my long pins look endless. He loves my legs and I smiled thinking about the state my stockings will be in after his treatment. My animal. 

Just when I feel like I'm about to explode with the desire blazing within me, Eddies humongous frame appeared making the doorway shrink. He is built like a brick shithouse and incredibly intimidating to look at making him perfect for his job. I stood eagerly waiting for him to utter those four words that I've been waiting to hear all night. 

"He's ready for you" he said in his deep voice that would give Barry White a run for his money. I smiled and followed him through to the private elevator. We don't speak, we never do and it's a comfortable silence. 

He swiped a key card through a door  as we stepped out of the lift and he led me down a small hallway. Such security, such protection, but such privacy costs and Bobby can more than afford it. 

Bobby Delvine is a name that is known worldwide and will echo through the ages there is no doubt about that. Both an actor and a singer, there is no end to his talents, which also extend to the bedroom. He is a dynamite lover and takes me away from the daily grind of my regular life. 

Happily married, yes. Beautiful twins, yes. Huge house with the white picket fence and a collie in the yard, yes. I'm  living the dream, but every few months I get to live out another dream. An addiction of sorts. One drunken night after a chance meeting with a stranger, a man that's as gorgeous as he is famous and it changed me. He felt it too and the connection went on from there. There will be no hearts, no roses or declarations of undying love. We fuck and we do a damn good job of it too. 

Eddie opened the door looking as stoic as usual and I took a deep breath before walking inside. My heart is pounding in my chest as I enter the plush suite. The luxury is wasted on me. I'm only here to admire one thing and when he walked out of the bathroom wearing just his jeans, I almost stopped breathing. 

I eyed his beautiful body hungrily. The tattoo covered muscles make the heat spread between my thighs. My gaze wandered down to the jeans hanging low revealing his Calvins and making me salivate already. He closed the gap between us as I tried to get a grip of myself. My mind is too flushed with thoughts of running my tongue over every crevice on that beautiful body. The devilish grin floored me as he grabbed me possessively and turned me so my back was up against that chiselled torso. 

"I've been waiting, you know I hate fucking waiting!!!" He snapped breathlessly in my ear before sucking  my lobe. I gasped as my head instinctively moved back against his shoulder. 

"You waited 'cos you know what's coming..." I purred before a moan of excitement escaped my lips as his hands wandered over my dress. The silky material clings to every hard earned curve. God bless my gym membership and determination. 

I couldn't catch my breath as his hands worked up towards my heaving breasts and groped hard making me bite my lip. I was throbbing and ready for his cock already. I felt him breathe me in as he kissed my neck, using that delicious tongue to taste me. He grazed his fingers over my shoulders and slipped the dress down revealing the red lacy treat I had waiting for him. The sound of him catching his breath empowered me. I knew he'd like it. 

"I've been thinking about wrapping these around my head all fucking day..." He said huskily as he kneeled and ran his hands up the back of my thighs. I licked my lips as my skin tingled at his touch. My throbbing cunt was aching for a pounding. 

"Is my dirty girl ready for me?" He teased with a smirk in his tone. I nearly erupted right there as I felt his hands push my cheeks apart and he buried his face into the soaking wet lace. The thought of having the dreamy face that most women fantasise about between my thighs is almost as exciting as the feel of his warm breath against my quivering opening. He is breathing me in, savouring the scent of my nectar and I'm giving him plenty to enjoy. 

He was on his feet again and pulling me towards the four poster bed. My animal is prepared and the sight of the ropes makes the need for him pulse through me. I swallow hard and I'm itching to get started, but he's got other ideas. He pulled me close so our bodies were entwined, his eyes ablaze with a need that matches my own perfectly. He kissed me and swept his tongue over mine enjoying the taste as I was. The mint mixed with champagne was the best thing I've ever tasted. I picked up a slight aroma of my nectar on his face and I quivered in delight. 

"I wanna fuck this dirty mouth" he demanded making me smirk as I felt like a goddess. I was already on my knees and unleashing my favourite part of him. I ached all over at the sight of his throbbing cock and licked the shaft as I gazed up at him with a hint of a smile on my face. He watched open mouthed as a sucked the tip and tasted his delicious seed. The few drops of my trophy, my prize. He moaned as I took him in my mouth and couldn't help but run my hand between my legs as I pleasured him. I'm greedy like that, I want it all and he caught me. I felt like a naughty schoolgirl as he pulled out of my mouth and glared down at me cheekily. "My dirty girl's feeling very filthy isn't she? Well that pussy's mine tonight so get up here..." 

I stood up and eyed the mischievous look in his eyes. The dazzling green emeralds that could pull anyone in. In the next instant my lacy treat was torn off. The delicate fabric ripped away by my animal. Never one to waste time he pulled me over to the post connected to the bed and pushed me down into a bending position. I was so excited I was trembling. So desperate for whatever he was willing to give me. He tied my hands and I was at his mercy. 

I cried out in both surprise and unadulterated pleasure as his hand smacked against my arse cheek. He rubbed it then in a tingling torture, he groped it sensually making me push into him desperately. Another stinging slap took my breath away, but I longed for more. He moved his hands then. One in front one behind and his fingers started a blissful torture of their own. Just hearing the sound of his strumming inside my juicy cunt made me cry out as more poured out of me. I'm like a running tap with this man, it's never ending. The other hand played with my swollen clit expertly. The rhythm is perfect and like any artist, he's on point. Strumming to his tune and I'm his favourite song. 

"Let me hear it baby, come on give me that sweet stuff...." He ordered and my body had a mind of it's own. I started to buck against every hard thrust of his digits wanting exactly what he does. I moaned loudly as my legs began to tense. It's happening. 

Suddenly his face is there again and I give him his prize, my nectar and he licks up every drop. He sucked and savoured as I had full release. He licked my crease greedily not wanting to waste a drop and I help him along. I backed into his face and started to grind over those gorgeous features. It was exquisite to feel him push against me uncaring of his own breathing at that point. He was inhaling me, tasting me and feeling me all at the same time. 

"Fuck me Bobby, fuck me now!" I demanded and for once he did as I commanded. He stood up and rammed himself inside me. My juicy cunt wrapped around every inch of his stiffness. He gripped my hips hard and slammed into me making my world spin off it's course into heaven. I can feel his fingertips digging in harder as he thrusts deeper inside of me. I gripped the wooden beam of the bed as the ropes lock me into position. Euphoria is fast approaching and I closed my eyes to welcome it. I began to tremble again and my legs damn near gave out as I came. 

Being my hungry lover, he was far from done and he pulled out of me and circled the tip of his cock around my arse hole. The tight little hole was quaking for the goods. In the next instant he was there and my god did he love it. He pounded into me and moaned loudly with every powerful thrust. He moved his hands up to my perky tits and groped as if it was his last chance. Within seconds he exploded and I could feel him filling me up and savoured the wetness of him as he pulled out of me. 

He untied me and I collapsed with him on the bed. Both panting, both a sticky mess and both completely satisfied. That sexy grin moved me as he stroked my cheek and gave me a soft kiss. The sensual flick of his tongue drove me wild and I responded with a flick of my own. 

He traced down my body with those beautiful fingers and made me ache as he ran his fingertips over the lace at the top of my stockings. He looks enamoured as always when he eyes my legs. He slowly peeled both off my bronzed pins with a glimmer of mischief in his eyes and then stands with both stockings in his hand. 

"What are you doing? That was awfully delicate for you!" I teased but wanted an answer to my question. 

"Well I've gotta rush out now, I've got an awards bash and need to get on my jet, but I need something to do on the plane. Since you refuse to travel with me, I'll have to make use of these won't I? My favourite part of you, the sexiest legs I've ever seen..." He smirked as I basked in the compliment. He traced his finger under my chin softly and grazed my pout with his own before gently licking my top lip causing my breathing to hitch again. "Just think, later on when you're bored at home in your safe little life, I'll be up in the heavens with these bad boys wrapped around my cock thinking of you baby..." 

"That's good enough for me" I shrugged trying to act indifferent over his amazing words. I stood up and kissed him one last time before walking over to my dress and slipping it on. He leaned against the post and admired me. I knew that me going commando will be killing him. I bit my lip before saying my goodbyes feeling like a goddess all the way back down to my car. 

I waited outside the front of the hotel. Parked up for one last glimpse of my guilty pleasure. The crowd of fans and paps inject the reality into my situation and it brings the excitement back. The adrenalin is still pumping through my veins as I gripped the steering wheel. 

He appeared then with Eddie shadowing him closely. The crowd goes wild, the cameras flash as he hides behind his ray bans. A smirk spreads across my face at the sight. He is theirs again and the world can have him, but he'll always be my guilty pleasure. 


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