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Author’s Note: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.
Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now…
Not many people know this, but most movies are not shot in Hollywood. Some are filmed in different locations across the United States, but many are shot right here in Canada. The cost is usually cheaper and Canadians are hardworking (at least some of us are, lol). While Hollywood North usually refers to Toronto and Vancouver, quite a few blockbusters were filmed in Montreal. Here are a few you may have heard of: X-Men: Days of Future Past, 300 and Journey to the Center of the Earth.
Because of this, it is possible to come across a famous celebrity while simply strolling the streets of Montreal. I had heard of this happening, but no matter how much I walked the streets of the city, I had never seen so much as a semi-famous actor. Until now.
I was strolling down the streets of downtown Montreal, minding own business when something caught my eye. I turned to find a black limousine pulling up to the curb. It was not the first limo I had seen, so I did not pay it any mind. That is, until I saw the door of a nearby restaurant open. My jaw literally dropped open as I laid eyes on none other than…
I know many of you will hate me for this, but I cannot actually give you her name. Not only do most sites refuse celebrity fiction, but I could run the risk of getting sued. Because of this, all I can say is that the woman I laid eyes on was hot, young and famous. For the purposes of this story, I will refer to her as Candy Luv.
I am not usually the type to go all gushy when I meet someone famous, but this was different. This was Candy Luv. Ever since I had first laid eyes on her in breakthrough film, I had developed an instant crush on her. Of course, I knew I would never get a chance to meet her and did not delude myself with hopes of us miraculously ending up together. But now she was standing in front of me. In the flesh.
About half a block separated us and I almost broke out into a run to tell her just how much I loved bahis firmaları her. But if I did that, then I would become one of those gushing fans I always made fun of. So I took a few deep breaths and grabbed hold of my emotions. I stood there, staring ad Candy as she slowly approached the limousine. She was so beautiful. So flawless. So… god-like. She had always been hot in her movies, but for some inexplicable reason, she was even prettier in real life.
I focused on her sublime figure for a few more seconds before I realized something. I could not walk up to her and tell her how much she meant to me, but that did not mean I could not fantasize about it. Less than a second after the thought occurred to me, my arousal level skyrocketed and the most powerful fantasy of my life literally exploded within me. Before I knew what was happening, reality had faded, replaced by an identical fantasy one.
As soon as the last few shred of reality were gone, I broke out into a run. I reached Candy in mere seconds and came to screeching halt less than a foot from her. A surprised expression appeared on her flawless face as the turned to me.
I did not give her time to speak.
“I love you so much,” I said. I half expected her to ignore me and continue her journey to the limo. But instead, she looked me up and down. A smile curled her lips and a twinkle appeared in her eye.
“Thank you,” she finally said, making my heart skip a beat. Her voice was just as soft and sweet as in the movies.
“You’re so hot,” I said without thinking. When my mind finally caught up with my mouth, I gasped in shock. Had a really told Candy Luv that she was hot? Of course, she was, but hot did not seem strong enough a word to describe just how beautiful she was. However, it seemed sufficient for her.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” she replied with an amused smile.
I was bewildered. Had my favorite actress really just told me I was hot? Do not get me wrong, it is not like I am ugly, but compared to Candy, I must admit that I am quite plain. Ordinary. Average. But apparently, Candy disagreed.
“I don’t usually do this,” she said after a short pause, “but would you like to go for a ride?”
Though my mind was struggling to comprehend what she had just said, my body took over and forced my head to nod. By the time my brain caught up to my body, I was inside the limousine. The driver had just closed the door, leaving Candy and I alone. I was so excited that I could barely breathe. But that was nothing compared to when she pulled me if for a kiss.
“Mmm?!” I moaned in total and utter shock. I kaçak iddaa was so taken aback by the feel of the tongue sensually dancing around in my mouth that I just sat there, frozen. By the time I finally got my wits back, the kiss was ending. Luckily, I had time to get a few good licks in.
“You’re a good kisser,” she complemented once our lips parted. I had no idea how she could know that from few tongue strokes I had bestowed upon her, but it honestly did not matter. All I cared about was what she said next.
“Are you also a good a sucker?” she asked.
I was not sure what she meant until she revealed the strapon she had hidden behind her back. My jaw dropped open as I studied it. It was long, wide and pink.
“I’m not really an expert when it comes to cocks,” I admitted, “but I will do my best,” I answered. “I would do anything for you,” I added soon after.
“I was hoping you would say that,” she admitted. “Now take off your clothes.”
I obeyed the command without so much as a nanosecond of hesitation. By the time I had removed all of my clothes, she had slipped out of the molding red dress she had been wearing. The dress had accentuated her every feature, but she was indescribably more attractive naked. As I studied her flawless figure, she strapped the toy to her body.
“Suck it!” she commanded as she sat back down.
An eager smile curled my lips as I leaned toward her and wrapped my lips around the tip of the sex toy. Eager to please, I began bobbing my head up and down, giving Candy the best blowjob I could. Being a lesbian meant I was rather new to the process, but I had incorporated a strapon into my lovemaking before and knew how to handle myself. I sucked the toy with such eagerness that I soon felt it slide past my uvula. Given the massive size of the toy, that should have been impossible, but I took advantage of the fact this was nothing more than a fantasy to stuff every last inch of Candy’s “cock” into my mouth and throat.
“That’s enough!” she finally said in a firm voice. I immediately pulled away, desperate to please.
“Get on your hands and knees!” she commanded, pointing to the floor.
I slithered off the seat and landed on the carpeted floor. In less than a second, I was on all fours, staring back at my favorite actress over my shoulder. I smiled in giddy anticipation as I saw her kneel behind me. An eager moan slipped past my lips as she grabbed my waist. Less than a second later, she jerked forward.
“Fuck!” I moaned as I felt the strapon slither into me. I was soaking-wet and the large spear slipped in with ease. She kept pushing kaçak bahis until every last inch had been swallowed up. My brain told me that was impossible, but I once more ignored it, determined to enjoy the best fantasy of my life.
Candy rocked back slowly, making the strapon glide in and out of me. But only a few penetrations were completed before she pulled out. I opened my mouth to complain, but she jerked forward before I could.
“FUCK!” I moaned again. Like before, the toy travelled deeper and deeper into me. But unlike the previous time, it did not invade my pussy. Instead, it shot up my ass, filling it up entirely in less than a second. I was in no way new to anal, but I was so taken aback by the unexpected penetration that it took my brain a few second to tell my body it was all right to enjoy the oversized penetration. When it did, I started moaning softly as Candy rocked back and forth.
Candy increased the speed of her thrusts and was pounding me furiously in mere seconds. The shaft felt great as it dove in and out of my ass, but what I truly enjoyed was the feel of a powerful orgasm growing within me. I barely had time to figure out what was happening before it happened. I climaxed.
“FUUCCCKKKK!!” I shirked at the top of my lungs as my arousal exploded within me. It felt like an atomic bomb had erupted deep within me and the ensuing blast sent every last drop of cum shooting out of me. I squirted more than ever before, quickly covering everything around us in hot nectar. I wanted to look back and see how beautiful Candy looked with my orgasmilk clinging to her flawless body, but my body refused to obey. So I just stood on all fours and squirted for what felt like an eternity.
When the final wave finally oozed out of me, I was so exhausted that I crumbled to the floor of the limo. Candy gave me a few second to recover before pulling me in for a kiss. A cum-filled kiss.
“Mmmmm!” I moaned as our tongues danced around in an ocean of orgasmilk. This was the single most perfect moment of my life and I knew I would remember it for the rest of my existence. And it was a good thing too, because I was snapped back to reality a split second later.
I glanced around in confusion for a few seconds before realizing I was back on the sidewalk. I was fully clothed, there was not a drop of cum in sight and Candy was nowhere to be seen. I studied my surroundings frantically in search of her, but all I saw was her limousine pulling away. I had missed her. I had missed my chance to meet my favorite actress. But since I was not a fan of autographs I knew I would get over it. Plus, missing my opportunity to meet the beautiful Candy Luv had given me something I would never forget. It had given me the most intense fantasy of my life. A fantasy I knew I would replay over and over in my head for years to come.
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