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Quitting Time: Costumed Fun

By: MeanBlackjack



Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as it's my first time writing. My e-Mail address through the link below.  




Ian was the typical seventeen year old kid. He was close to five foot seven and weighed about one hundred and forty five pounds, with some muscle. He had messy brown hair with dark green eyes and the faintest hint of a stubble. He had opted not to go to college and stayed in his home town of Santa Rosa, California with several of his friends who had gone into separate careers. 

Ian's Mom knew Mister Rombassi, the owner of the local high street party Shop. It sold various items such as costumes, party decorations, gag gifts, practical joke items and general party related paraphernalia. After much persuasion, Ian agreed to work at the store. 

While he had never really liked Mister Rombassi, the pay check was good and he was within cycling distance so he didn't have to pay for bus rides or catch the train. 

Sighing, he leaned back in his chair and thought back to the last summer where he and his friends had graduated. They had all been full of hope and ready to tackle College full on. One thing led to another, such as Ian's Dad opting to leave him and his Mom for his Secretary. While Ian would never admit it, that was one of the reasons as to why he had chosen to stay home and work. 

Shortly after telling his now ex-girlfriend that he was staying with her in California, she had made a face and shied away from talking to him. After a few days of not talking, Ian had managed to get hold of her, where she explained that she had hoped he would go to College. 

After a late night phone call, his ex had revealed that she had been cheating on him and wanted to tell him when he was out of the state. Cursing loudly, Ian slammed the phone down and hadn't spoken to her since. Simply writing a strongly worded text message dripping with sarcasm to make Hugh Laurie flinch.

Running a hand through his hair, Ian looked at the nearby calendar. He flipped the pages back a few times and saw that he had been working at the store for close to three months and apart from being able to spend all day surfing the internet on his laptop computer or reading the latest comic book he had picked up on his way over he got very bored, very easily. 

He sat behind the desk for hours simply waiting for people to wander in to try on costumes for parties, maybe order clowns or acts for their parties and generally waste his time. The job paid well and he got to work overtime at the weekends at random parties dressed as some degrading character.

It had been an average Monday with next to no customers and nothing to do but surf the net and dive into the Marvel Civil War. Closing the last book, Ian yawned heavily and looked around. The store was dead. Looking at his watch, the time read '4:58'. Two minutes to closing, no one would miss it.

Ready to shut the shop, Ian had packed away his belongings and began looking for his Laptop's power adaptor. Ian moved to the back room when he heard the shops bell ring. Walking into the front of the store, he noticed a woman looking at the costumes next to the window display. Sighing, he hoped this would be a quick 'Get the hell out of my shop!' type affair.

"Hi! I'm Ian welcome to 'The Party Store'! How can I serve you today?" The lady in question turned around and Ian instantly knew who she was. 

"Hey! I'm Jennifer!"

Ian was stunned. Jennifer Love Hewitt stood in front of him and God did she look good! She was wearing: a tight pink t-shirt that showed off her mighty impressive cleavage and a super short denim skirt that made you stare at her smooth tanned legs. To top it off, Jennifer was wearing a set of killer high heels that must've been at least four inches off of the floor.

"Uhhh... Hey! How can I help you today?" Ian was proud of himself. He was able to form a complete sentence since most of his blood had left his brain and moved towards his nether regions. Smiling awkwardly, he hoped he wasn't leering as he continued to stare at her. 

"Well, I'm having a party in a couple of weeks and I'll need a costume for it. Could you help with that?" Jennifer smiled at him, obviously not bothered by his lust. Ian swallowed hard as his brain ran rampant with imagery of what she could want to be dressed up as. 

"Sure! Everything you see here is for rental or for sale. We've got fitting rooms at the... rear..." Ian winced at the choice of words, as his pants started to strain. "Have... Have you got a theme for the party?" 

Looking to the side for a brief moment, Jennifer shook her head. "No, no theme I guess. Can I have a look around?" Ian nodded dumbly as Jennifer wandered off into the vast array of shelving with costumes hanging from hooks. Ian couldn't believe his luck! The woman he had the most fantasies about... Jennifer... Love... Frakking Hewitt! She was in his store and was within touching distance! 

Just as he was moving to follow her, the door chimed again. Cursing under his breath, Ian spun around to face the customer. It was a middle aged business man who seemed to simply be browsing. As he didn't make eye contact, Ian took it upon himself to quickly shoo the man out.

"I'm sorry Sir but we're closed now. We open again at Nine A.M tomorrow, we look forward to your custom then!" Ian quickly motioned to the door, hoping the guy would get the picture.

"But I'll only be five minutes! Besides, I just saw a woman come in here! She hasn't left yet so I'm not leaving either!" The man protested, Ian was already sick of it.

"Yes, but she was here before we closed. It's store policy that if someone arrives before the store shuts then we have to wait for them to finish." Putting on his best poker face, Ian watched as the man sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. Walking out towards the door, Ian was ready to lock it when the man stuck his head in again.

"What's your name?!" He demanded rudely wagging his fat index finger at Ian.

"Scott... Reed..." Ian said, bluffing convincingly enough.

"Right Scott! I'm calling your manager tomorrow and we'll see how smug you are then!" 

Ian smiled and nodded his head, he was marked for all day tomorrow. All he had to do was throw his voice convincingly enough and he was sure that would settle it. Grinning, Ian flipped the small white sign so that the outside message read 'Closed'. He was determined that no one was gonna interrupt this time with her.

Turning around, Ian wandered into the many rows of clothing, looking around he noticed Jennifer had gone missing. "Hello? Are you back here Miss?" Ian called out, hoping that he could hide his desperation in his voice. A soft voice rang out from the back of the store, Ian moved closer to the noise to hear everything.

"I'm just trying some clothes on and please call me Love. Miss is way too formal!" Jennifer shouted out. "What did you say your name was? Ian right?"

"Yes, that's right Mi... Love!" Ian spoke back, correcting himself mid-wording.

"You been working here long? You like it here?"

"Yeah, it's OK. I've been here for close to three months now. My Mom knows the owner and managed to net me a job here." Ian called back, taking a position leaning up against the wall of dummy dog craps.

"That's sweet of her. You working on getting some money to go to college?" Love called out again as the sound of a zipper also joined her voice.

"Well, that's kind of a long story... Kinda boring too." Ian said, hoping to not have to drag it out.

"Well... If what you told that douchey guy earlier is true... We have plenty of time. If that's OK with you?" Jennifer asked, realizing she was just assuming he wouldn't care that she had other things to try on.

Laughing lightly, Ian nodded his head. "Good point! Yeah, I've nothing to do tonight so you can take as long as you want." Ian said, a horny grin on his face as his cock strained at the thought of staying into the early hours with her. "My Mom and Dad had been together for a while now... But my Dad was an C.E.O of an Architect business and his assistant... Well, was just too much of a temptation I guess. He ran off with her to Spain somewhere and we haven't heard from him in close to four months. I'm wondering if he'll remember my birthday too... But, I chose to not go to College and work for Mister Rombassi so I can help Mom with the bills and rent."

"Wow... That's so great of you to do that!" Jennifer said, genuine admiration in her voice. "You said your birthday was coming up soon?"

"That's right. Actually it's tomorrow. He he." Ian said, trailing off to a laugh at the end. 

"Wow. What are you doing? Doing something with your girlfriend?"

Snorting at the suggestion, Ian shook his head. "I was, but due to recent events... No girlfriend, any more I'm afraid. All of my friends are single guys, so I guess it'll be Rock Band or Halo 3." 

"No girlfriend? How could a cutey like you not have a girlfriend?" Love asked, making Ian's dick strain even more.

"She was cheating on me. I broke it off there and then." Ian said flatly, not really wanting to elaborate on it.

"Wow, when was this?" Jennifer asked as the sound of clothing being ruffled matched her voice.

"... Well it was last night." Ian said, the pain still fresh in his mind.

"Ah. Sluts like that suck... Literally sometimes." Love said with a slight giggle.

Ian smiled and nodded his head knowingly. "So... This party? What's it in honor of?" Ian asked, joining in on the small talk eventually. 

"A get together with some of my friends. Just thought it would be fun to dress up especially for it y'know? We normally get really silly and dress up in the skimpiest things we can find. All ladies too of course." Love said with a wicked grin, that Ian couldn't see but could almost hear.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. You got anything picked out yet?" Ian asked as his cock became hard enough to cut through steel.

"Well, I've got a big pile of ones I definitely don't want and a bigger pile of things I may want. May be a little longer if that's OK?" Love asked as she pulled back the curtain and walked out with a set of hangars with the costumes attached to it.

"Sure, no problem. I'll put these back for you." Ian said with a smile, aiming to use the costumes to hide the bulge in its denim prison. Love smiled and handed them to him, stopping to look at his shirt. 

"What's that robot?" She asked, noting that Ian was wearing his t-shirt of the Decepticon, Soundwave. Looking down, Ian's cheeks flushed red and he started to stutter. Embarrassed that he was caught with that shirt on by his favorite masturbation fantasy. 

"That's ah... Soundwave... From Transformers... Y'know the cartoon? Kind of nerdy I know..." Ian said, stammering and trying to keep the shame from his voice.

"No, I think 'nerds' are cool." Love made sure to use the Dr. Evil air quotes around the word nerd. "They're the most genuine people I think. They don't have to wear the newest, coolest shirt to stand out. They wear what represents them best and I think that's a really cool characteristic to have." Love paused for a moment, before flashing him a wide bright smile. "I guess that makes you one of my favorite people then." 

Ian may've been slightly under-exposed with girls but he knew flirting when he saw it. Taking a chance, Ian responded. "I wasn't before?" He said with a wicked smile as he hooked the costumes up to their correct hooks.

"Well... You did shut the shop just for me... You're definitely up there..." Love said again, smiling wickedly. As Ian moved up to hook a costume, Love stole a glance at Ian's bulge and smiled happily.

"Am I one of your favorite people Ian?" Love said with a wicked smile, not giving away the fact that she'd seen his crotch.

"Well, your damn sexier than most..." Ian mentally cursed himself for saying that last part. Hoping she didn't take any offence, Ian hooked the last one up and slowly turned around.

Love was smiling happily, hopefully just pleased at the 'compliment' Ian had just paid her. Love was the first to break the temporary silence. "That's sweet of you to say so. I've not been feeling too sexy lately. The way the paparazzi and web bloggers have been attacking me it's... Well it's not nice to be in my shoes."

Ian's snorted loudly. "Like some 30 year old loser hiding in his Mother's basement holds any ground over you. I really don't understand where they get off on that." 

"I know right!? God, they drive me insane!" Love said with a sigh as she walked back into the dressing room, pulling the blue curtain back behind her. 

"So, you haven't got a theme for the party?" Ian said aloud as Love started to change again. "If you're going for skimpy, we do have a... Revealing... French maid outfit." Ian said, keeping his voice steady, not letting it waver.

"Oh?" Love said softly, as Ian's dick pressed against his pants. His mind committing the Sin of giving him a mental picture as to what she could look like in it.

"Yeah, it's a mesh type get up, with a cotton pattern attached to the mesh. It's quite popular among the more... Adult... Shoppers here." Ian said, retail assistant taking over from his horny teenage boy mode.

"You go commando under it?" Love asked, a hint of surprise in her voice.

"You can do, I mean it's a thin costume, you could definitely wear underwear beneath it." Ian said, as Love pushed back the curtain for the first time in costume. Ian looked her over, and took a deep gulp.

Love was decked out in: a PVC Police officer outfit. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail and she had black aviator glasses on, covering her eyes. The outfit was jet black and held little to the imagination. The top was in a V-cut that ran down halfway past her breasts, showing the mighty pair fighting to get out. Ian could also clock that she was not wearing a bra and he was in fact looking at Love's large tits. The lower half of the costume showed off her large ass in a set of black PVC hot pants, covering half of her cheeks. To top it off, Love was wearing boots that ran all the way up to her silky thighs.

"You have the right to remain stunned!" Love said with a giggle as she gave Ian a twirl. Ian fought hard not to cum right there and then. "How do I look?" Love asked, a sweet smile on America's favorite girl next door.

"You look... You look..." Ian stammered, trying to find a word that wouldn't get him slapped with a restraining order and a date with a man named Tito.

"Hot?" Love suggested helpfully as Ian absorbed the sight of her.

"Yeah." Ian said, admitting defeat to a giggle from Love.

"Great, still need that slutty side though!" Love said with a wink, looking around the costume shop. Love turned to Ian again. "Where was that maid outfit?"

Snapping back to reality and not leering mode, Ian walked over to the back of the store, almost hidden away. The part had all the costumes, drag queens, prostitutes, Porn stars and alike would come for. Seeing it at the top of the shelf, Ian stood on his toes to try and hook it down as Love walked up behind him.

"Can't reach it?" She asked as Ian jumped on the spot to try and grab it.

"No. I'll have to get the ladder. I'll be right back." Ian said, as he made his way out to the back room. Grabbing the steel ladder, Ian took a moment to calm himself down before moving back out to the shop with the sexy starlet.

Unfolding the ladder, Ian placed it just below the outfits and made his way up two rungs. Little did he know, but his dick was now mere inches away from Love's smiling face. Love eyed the bulge in his pants lustfully and then looked up at Ian innocently.

"Alright, got it!" Ian said triumphantly as he stepped down the ladder. Hooking the costume off of the thin, chrome arm. Ian tucked the costume under his arm and stepped off of the ladder. Passing the outfit to Love, she thanked him and disappeared behind the curtain again. Tugging it shut, Love made the familiar sounds of getting changed.

"So, what were you going to do with your ex?" Love asked, getting the conversation going again.

"Not really sure. May've gone up to the Hollywood sign and had a picnic there." Ian said, shrugging his shoulders and looking to the floor in almost a defeated way.

"Sounds romantic!" Love said happily as Ian nodded.

"It would've been, still not shame crying over cheating girlfriends right?" Ian said with a smile. As Love was about to answer, Ian's phone buzzed to life. "Hang on, that's my phone going off."

Ian ran out to the back and grabbed his phone. Clicking the green button to pick up, Ian put the phone to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Ian... It's Becky."

"Jesus. What do you want?" Ian spat, as his ex-girlfriend was on the phone.

"To talk. I know we've had some differences..."

"Differences? We've had some differences? Look, the only difference in our relationship was that you were sucking another dick! Don't act like you didn't love it!" Ian was now yelling down the phone, he wasn't aware but Love could hear every word as she had on her maid costume.

Pulling back the curtain, Love stepped out, dressed from head to toe in a fish net fabric that covered most of her luxurious body. Covering her breasts and some of her stomach was a fake, black leather chest piece with a silky white trim at the top. To finish the costume, Love was wearing long boots that ran up to her knees with a zip on either side.

Walking towards the furious teenager, Love's hips swayed purely by accident as she stood inches away from the youngster. Listening intently to the harsh words being spat from both sides.

"Oh yeah? I was doing you a favor! No other girl would want to touch you!" Becky shouted back at Ian.

"No other girl would want to touch me!?" Ian shouted back, a quiver of fear in his voice as he almost accepted this fact. Turning around in a rage, Ian saw Love standing just behind him, his firm jaw had now dropped. 

Smiling at the corner of her mouth, Love leant over the counter, purposely bending at her waist so Ian could see down her cleavage. Love then took the phone away from a flabbergasted Ian.

Putting the phone to her ear, Love could hear the fuming teenager on the other side of the phone shouting at Ian. Speaking softly, Love silenced the teen.

"Listen, there are plenty of girls who would want to touch Ian... Take me for example... Right now, I'm getting down onto my knees... I'm leaning forward and I'm unzipping Ian's pants." Love said with a wicked grin, dropping down to her knees slowly, Love did as she said and unzipped Ian's fly.

"What.. What're you doing Love?" Ian asked as Love looked up at him with a wicked smile.

Love tucked her hand into Ian's boxers and pulled out his cock. Looking over the nine inch member, Love licked her lips in anticipation. Kissing the tip of the dick, Ian shuddered lightly as Love smiled. Wrapping her right hand around the base of his shaft, Love started to pump his dick up and down. Ian closed his eyes and leaned against the counter as Love opened her mouth and closed it just around Ian's dick's head.

Pressing the phone against her mouth even closer, Love made sure to really draw out the sucking of Ian's cock making sure that Becky heard every moment of the oral sex.

Lightly squeezing her lips together, Love moaned through the member as Ian brought his hands up from the counter and ran them through her long brown hair. Love brought her right hand down to Ian's balls and lightly cupped the large sack as Love's right hand ran all over his member.

Love took her turn to moan now as she swallowed the first few inches of Ian's actual shaft, the vibrations around his member made Ian shiver as Love smiled around the meaty sword. Love began to rough house Ian's balls as she increased her speed bobbing on his cock.


Quitting Time: Costumed Fun 2



Quitting Time: Costume Fun 2

Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I’d love to hear some feedback as per usual. please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn’t want them to be empty now would we? All alone like that? You’re not a monster are you? 

Author: Blackjack

Celebrity: Jessica Alba

Codes: MF, Cons, Oral

"Oh Jesus Christ. How long is that going to take?" Ian asked, rolling his eyes at the latest revelation. He was still at work in 'The Party Store' bumping into Jennifer Love Hewitt, and fucking her, hadn't really done him any favors except for the obvious getting laid part.

It was half past four in the afternoon and he had received a phone call from Mister Rombassi, the owner of the store. He had recently had an electrical alarm set up for the store, upgrading it from the padlock in the back and the shutter and double door locks at the front.

"I'm not sure buddy. But, you'll need to stay until it's fixed. Obviously, I'll pay you for it; if any customers come in from now until closing you can take the entire sale as commission too." 

Rubbing his head with his left hand, his thumb and middle finger on the temple, he massaged the points gently as he held the phone up with his right hand.

"That's fine. Do they have the store cell or are they using mine?"

"They have the store main phone and the cell line too. I'm sure they'll get in contact with you soon. Again, I'm really sorry Ian."

"It's fine Mister Rombassi, really its fine. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Don't worry buddy. I'll cover all of your shift tomorrow."

"Really?"

"Honestly, yes. I'll see you on Monday all right?"

"All right Mister Rombassi, I'll see you then." 

They shared their goodbyes and Ian hung up the phone. Pocketing the cell, Ian walked over to the panel on the wall by the door. Taking a glance at it, Ian couldn't really see anything wrong with it, but he wasn't exactly an expert. Sighing heavily, Ian spun on his foot and walked into the middle of the store. Fiddling with hanging 'Sale Rail' he rearranged the costumes into sizes and then into appropriate sections. Hanging the masks on the front of the rail, he checked his watch. 

That had killed all of ten minutes.

'Wonderful.' Ian thought to himself as he looked around the store. Opening the front door, he stepped outside and looked at the pedestrian traffic, as well as actual motor traffic. 

There was nearly no one left on the street. School's had broken up and all the soccer Mom's had taken their brats home and no one would be coming by. Not even the lovely Love. Well, that was doubtful at best. Walking inside the store, Ian sat at the desk and rested his chin in his hands. Quarter to the hour, fifteen minutes to closing. 

'C’mon brain focus on something else' Ian willed himself, looking around to try to find something to do. Deciding on how unusual it was that Mister Rombassi had decided to keep the store open for an extra hour.

Typically, the store shut at five o'clock on a Thursday, but with Halloween coming in two short weeks people would start looking for costumes sooner rather than later. So, Mister Rombassi decided that the store would stay open until eight o'clock in the evening. 

Even with Halloween coming, little people had came in. That was probably why Mister Rombassi was so liberal with commission on sales. It was a shitty shift and no one liked to do it. Leaning back in his chair, Ian ran his hands over his face he rubbed his eyelids to try and keep them open.

His ears pricked up as the front door opened. Opening his eyes, he jumped to a standing position as the customer walked into the store. She walked into the main foyer of the store, she turned to greet him. She was dressed in a long black chic coat with a black belt wrapped around her waist. Her hair was long and luscious flowing over her coat. She was also clad in some Ugg boots and was wearing large, dark sunglasses that incredibly covered most of her the upper half of her cheeks and just above her eyebrows. Considering it was almost eight o'clock at night in October, this was an unusual thing to see.

"Hi, welcome to 'The Party Store'. My name is Ian, how can I help you?"

"Hi Ian. I'm going to a costume party on Halloween, I'm looking for a costume. Do you have any recommendations?" Her face looked very familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.

"Sure. What sort of thing are you looking for? We have all sorts. Super hero costumes, movie costumes or just the usual sort, devils, black cats that sort of thing."

"Well... Can I have a look at that black cat?"

"Sure! Just this way." Ian said with a warm, inviting smile. He walked towards the back of the store and up to one of the rails hanging from the wall. Thumbing through the costumes, Ian found the selection of black cats and hooked his thumb under all of the top hangers. Pulling them off of the rail, Ian laid them over his forearm and walked back towards the customer. 

"All right, this is all sizes we have. Would you like to try one on?"

"Sure. Where are the changing rooms?"

Ian smiled and motioned towards the changing rooms. "Just over here." 

Walking across the store, Ian pulled back the blue curtain and hung the costumes up on the hook on the wall.

"Thank you." She said with a smile, stepping inside the cubicle, turning to close the curtain, again she smiled sweetly and tugged the blue velvet back across the door. 

"You know, you're just as helpful as my friend said you'd be."

He heard her shout from over the cubicle. This made him raise an eyebrow.

"Oh? Would I know your friend?"

"Ha! Yeah. I think you'll know her, well. You certainly wouldn't forget her at least."

This made him ponder, walking away from the cubicle, he looked at the floor as he thought about it. Pulling a Columbo, he brought his right hand up and wagged his index finger as if he was onto something.

"Brown hair?"

"Yep!"

Christ. It couldn't be Love could it? Maybe she was an extra on Ghost Whisperer or something and that's where he recognized her from.

"Bought a maid costume?"

"Maybe... I think so actually."

Holy shit. It was Love.

"It wasn't Jennifer Love Hewitt was it?" He asked, looking at the blue velvety cover.

"Ding ding ding! We have a winner!" She said, laughing as the sound of a zipper came up.

"Oh right. How is she?" He asked, smiling from ear to ear. Ian had texted her after their first encounter but had heard nothing back. He had thought that he had misread the number, after all, it was in lipstick and he was in a euphoria when trying to write it down. Well, wouldn't you if you had boned Jennifer Love Hewitt?

"She's fine, was a bit concerned when you didn't get back to her."

"Yeah, that's funny. I think I lost her number or didn't write it down properly or something?"

"Oh right, well that's plausible."

Plausible? Was she a spy from Love? 

'... Jesus Christ. Get it together Ian.' He thought to himself with a smirk. Although, as they were now involved in a dialogue her voice sounded similar as well. So, maybe she had a speaking part or something. Maybe she was one of those 'Oh, it's her!' type actor’s. The ones who would pop up in something but you could never tell someone their name. That must be it.

"Yeah, I was kind of nervous when I wrote it down. He, heh." He said with a smile. 

"That must be it... All right I'm done. Can I get your opinion on it?"

"Sure. I do this for a profession heh." 

The curtain slid open and the mystery woman was clad in the leather cat suit. It was a one-piece affair that covered all of her skin, in the middle of the outfit was the zipper for the wearer to get in and out from. However, it was cunningly designed so that it only covered about half of her cleavage. She had on the platform shoes with a killer high heel  that gave her an extra two inches off of the floor. They were zipped up on the side, and to top it off with an accessory she was holding a black plastic whip with paper strands working as the rope. Her hair was still loose, running over her shoulders and to top off the costume she had on a little black plastic mask that covered most of her face.

The woman saw Ian's jaw drop and smiled.

"Well, it certainly looks all right." Ian said with a smile, looking the woman up and down.

"You think so?"

"Yeah. It really... Suits you?" There was a big question mark at the end of the sentence, unsure of how she would take it.

"Great... Do you have anything else sexy like this?"

"Sure, do you want a costume like that or do you want an official costume?"

"Do you have like a naughty nurse costume?"

"Sure. I'll fish one out if you'd like to change?"

"Sure... Hey, you couldn't do me a favor could you?"

"Uhhh... Sure, what's up?"

"You couldn't lock the door could you?" She asked, pulling the curtain back to separate her and Ian. 

"You want me to shut the store?"

"If that's OK. Love said you wouldn't mind." The woman said, as she started to change.

"Yeah, that's no problem. Just give me a second." Ian put the clothing down over a near-by rack and walked over to the front door. No one was on the street, so he saw no reason to stay open. Locking the door, he twisted the sign over to say that the store was shut. Then, he pulled down the blind so no one could see inside.

"All right, we're shut and locked up. Just give me a second so I can fish out the costumes." Jogging into the middle of the store, Ian pulled out the nurses costumes laying them down next to the changing room.

"Ian, are you just being nice to me because I'm a customer?"

Crooking an eyebrow, Ian looked over to the sound of her voice.

"I beg your pardon?"

"Are you just being nice to me because I'm a customer?"

"Well, I like to think I'm nice to all of my customers... There are a few that don't deserve it but that's to be expected with retail. Are you normally treated differently?" He said with a smile, turning his back and resting against the wall.

"No. It's not that. It's just normally people are so nice to me because of who I am."

'Oh. That changes things. Is she someone famous? Oh... She was quite short? It wasn't Lacey Chabert was it? Oh shit... Both Love and Lacey are friends after their time on Party of Five. Maybe she came in to find me and see whether I was still alive.' Ian's mind was racing a mile a minute as she pulled back the curtain. Looking up, Ian realized just who she was.

Jessica Alba.

"Oh wow... I didn't realize it was you..."

"Thanks!" She said with a laugh, putting her hands on her hips looking at Ian. Jessica glanced at the clothing in Ian's hands. "Are they the outfits?"

"Hmm? Oh. Oh yeah!" Snapping back to reality, he handed her the costumes. Smiling, Jessica took hold of the outfits and walked into the cubicle again.

"So, how do you know Love?" He asked, stepping into the main foyer of the store.

"Oh, we met at a party for Fox. We were both on shows that were getting ready to be cancelled. We just bound together and we've been friends ever since." Jessica answered as she changed into her new outfit.

"Oh right. I wondered why I recognized you."

"Couldn't place me?"

"Yeah. I thought you were in some thing with Love, 'Party of Five' or 'Ghost Whisperer'. Obviously not thought." He said with a smile. 

"Yeah, I'm sorry about dressing like that but I didn't want anyone following me here. Especially after how Love said how good your customer service was." Jessica retorted with a little giggle at the end.

Raising an eyebrow, Ian wondered just how much Love and Jessica had spoken about.

"She said my service was good?"

"Oh yeah. She said you served her really well."

'Oh my.' Ian thought to himself as Jessica answered him. 'Maybe she just meant how I helped her buy the costume... Yeah, that must be it.' 

The store's phone rang as Ian was about to answer Jessica. "I just need to get that, I'll be right back."

"Sure, no problem." She shouted back to him as he jogged over to the counter.

"Hello, 'The Party Store' Ian speaking. How can I help you?"

"Oh hi. This is Tommy with Wiseau electronics. I'm calling about your alarm system."

"Oh hi! So, what's the problem?" Ian asked, glee filling his face at the prospect of getting out of the store. 

"Well, I was filled in by your manager earlier. It sounds like it's a simple fusing problem. Probably due to bad wiring, my screen's showing nothing wrong."

"Nothing's wrong? But it won't set."

"Yeah, I know that. I'm not sure why it's doing that. Are you by the panel now?"

"No... I can be... Give me a second..." Ian said, with each gap in his sentence, he stepped closer to the panel. "Right, I'm at the panel now."

"OK. I'm going to run you through how to do a diagnostic. We can see if it's a bad connection or the OS wasn't set up correctly."

"Cool, cool."

Tommy then directed Ian how to run a diagnostic. Running through the various menus and screens, Tommy couldn't find anything wrong. 

"All right, so it's probably set up incorrectly. Ian, I'm going to call my friend Greg who can come down and see you."

"Jesus... How long is that going to take?"

"A few hours."

"A few hours!?" Ian almost yelled down the phone. "Listen, I have a social life. Is there any chance you could speed it up?"

"I'm sorry. He's on a call in a bank. They have to take priority."

Sighing heavily, Ian let out a silent nod and closed his eyes. He wasn't going to be out of here until at least eleven o'clock at night now. 

"All right, thank you Tommy."

"No problem Ian. Give me a call back if anything else happens."

"Right, I will." Hanging up, Ian let his head hang and turned back to face Jessica.

She had now dressed in the nurses outfit of choice. It was a white number that ran from her shoulder down to just above her backside. It was a tiny piece with a plunging neckline that had a red trim, running from the zip line to her neckline. The neck had a wider spread as a collar that was also strawberry red like the trim. She was wearing a plastic, fake stethoscope that ran from around her neck, down between her breasts and dangled by her stomach. She was wearing red stockings in a fence net style with long white boots to complete the look.

"How does this one look?" She asked, smiling at the now wide-awake Ian.

"It looks... Looks amazing!" It hugged her hips neatly and showed off all of her best assets. Giving a quick twirl, Ian almost saw up her skirt as she spun.

"I can tell!" She said with a smile. She cast her eyes over Ian letting him catch a sneak peek at her cleavage. He caught her checking him out, he didn't have an erection. Remarkably. But, since his last encounter with Love he had put on a few more pounds that had made him fill out but not put him in the overweight mark. His typical messy brown hair had now been shaved off with a couple of centimeters left on top of his head and now he was clean-shaven.

"Who was that on the phone?" She asked as she folded her arms under her breasts.

"Oh, it was the alarm company. We've been having problems with the alarm system and  it looks like I'm going to be stuck here for a couple of hours at least... Not exactly looking forward to that, been here since half past eight in the morning! But don't worry, once I ring you up I'll be able to let you leave!" He said with a smile. Jessica frowned and looked at him, her head tilting to her right ever so slightly.

"Well, if you'd like I could keep you company?"

"Really? You sure?"

"Yeah! That's no problem! Have you got anything to drink here?" She asked, looking around.

"Sure, should we go to the back area? It's not much I'm afraid."

"That's fine. Lead the way handsome." She said with a playful wink, Ian felt his cheeks flush with color as they walked to the bag. Heading past the adult costumes and into the back area, there was a typical sized door that was painted blue. In the middle of the door there was a window with an almost black coloring on it. It was a two-way mirror so Ian's side could see out but people couldn't see in. Ian pushed the door open and held it open for Jessica. She smiled and walked past him thanking him as she did so.

The back area wasn't much to look at, as Mister Rombassi had forced Ian to fit all of the costumes out on the shop floor. The back area had a large selection of grey and other very drab colors. There was a selection of wooden shelves with various cardboard boxes on with either returns or accessories that they couldn't fit out on the shop floor. To the left of the shelves there was the staff area, it was a decent sized room with a fridge, table, a couple of chairs and a kettle. Of course there was also a tree for the cups and plates for their lunches. 

The table was directly next to the wall furthest away from the entrance, the two chairs were close to each other on the corner of the table. You could easily hold hands from the distance and if you were sitting on the edges, you could kiss each other or be lifted up and put on the next chair. Ian shook that mental image from his head, yeah she knew Love but he had no idea how much she had told Jessica.

Walking inside, Ian clapped his hands together and looked around. Biting his bottom lip, he shrugged and faced Jessica. 

"Well, I can probably manage a cup of coffee? I may have some chips around somewhere too?"

"That sounds wonderful!" She said with a smile, settling down in one of the chairs. Ian nodded and fished out two cups. Measuring out the granules of coffee he poured the boiling water on the beans and as the cup filled up, Ian got hold of the milk and sugar.

"How do you take it?"

"I love it really, really hot. With lots of cream. Something really hot and creamy." The Latin beauty said, making Ian's eyebrows rise. He didn't even have to face her to know she was smirking. Silently, he nodded and poured the milk into the cups. 

"Sugar?"

"Sweetie? Oh, I see! Two please." Jessica added. Ian couldn't help but get the feeling she was flirting with him. Stirring the cups, they turned into a colorful brown and he put them down in front of her. Sitting down next to her, he noted that she had folded her legs and was unfolding them, seemingly at random or whenever he looked at her.

"So, what are you up to at the moment?" He asked, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Not much I'm afraid. Still bouncing off of Dark Angel and Fantastic 4 royalties... But with Chris Evans going into Captain America... I doubt that there'll be another Fantastic 4 movie. Yep. I think I'm hitting that age that affects most female film stars. Too old to be the sexy lead and too young to be the comedy grandma. I'm just a burden to my agent."

Well, that was a dampener. 

Ian was about to make a joke when she started to shake. Almost like she was going to cry. Sitting up from his chair, he leant over and put a reassuring arm around her shoulder. Giving her a half hug, she smiled at his attention. Looking up at him, almost on instinct, she kissed him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a soft kiss. Their lips smacked together as they kissed, it lasted for a few moments of exploring each other. Soon, Jessica broke the kiss and they looked at each other, lust heavy in her eyes.

Leaning in, this time he kissed her with absolutely no resistance from either party. She put her hands on his head and ran her fingers through his hair trying to get him closer to her. Their lips parted and their tongues slipped into each other’s mouths, gliding over each other’s organ and playfully smacking against each other’s. Their kiss grew deeper as they cupped each other’s faces, lost in the passion.




Quitting Time: Costumed Fun 2



A few more moments passed and they broke the kiss. With a playful look on her face, Jessica fanned herself with her right hand breathing deeply as she did so.

"Love wasn't kidding!"

"She spoke about me?"

"Oh yeah! You should of heard her! After I managed to get a word in edge-ways she told me about this place... And you."

"Really? Cool... What else did she say?" He asked, as she scooted to the edge of her seat so she was closer to him.

"Well... She said you were... Well equipped for her needs... But I'm sure she was just talking about your sales techniques." Jessica flashed him a big white smile as he smiled as well, looking down at his lap.

Looking up, he decided he wanted to kiss her again. Leaning in, Jessica tilted her head back revealing her soft, sweet, silky skin to him. Letting him kiss it, she squealed with delight as he wrapped his arms around her waist and tugged her closer. Kissing his way up her neck, he found a sweet spot just below her ear. Whenever he flicked his tongue over it, it made her jump with a jolt of pleasure.

Letting out a breathy moan, she ran her hands through his hair as he worshipped her neck. Putting his hand on her right leg, he wasn't sure of her reaction as he continued to kiss her neck.

"It's fine." She said, putting her hand on his and running it up her leg. 

Yet still Ian resisted, then he stopped kissing her. He came up from her neck and tilted his head towards the entrance to the staff room.

"Is that the phone?"

Jessica did a similar action, twisting her head to the door. She looked at him with an unsure face. There was a noise out there, but it could be people outside the store. Standing up, Ian realized it was the phone. Darting out to the front of the store, he managed to get to it just in time.

His erection was sitting in his pants cursing at him for leaving her in the back. Answering the phone, it was Tommy on the other end. He didn't have any new information but Greg would be at least a couple of hour away still. Sighing, there interacted in a dialogue as he heard the back door swing open. Turning, he saw Jessica leafing through the outfits, she fished out a zip up cheerleader outfit. Showing it to Ian, he nodded and motioned to the changing rooms.

"How long's it going to be?" She called out to him.

"At least a couple of hours... May as well get settled in for the night." He replied, walking into the foyer so he was closer to the changing rooms.

"Ha, yeah! Oh... Ian... Can you come in here please? I think the outfit's stuck. I just need a hand unzipping the nurse's outfit."

"Uh... If you're sure?"

"Sure. Come in."

As Ian wasn't an idiot, he didn't second-guess her. Tugging at the blue curtain, he saw Jessica looking at him in the mirror. She had her hands on her hips and was waiting expectantly of him.

"All right, where are we stuck?"

"Just here." She said, taking his hands, she put them on her hips. Bending over, Jessica started to rub her crotch against his. Rolling her hips in a circle, she looked up in the mirror giggling at Ian's sheer amazement. 

"Feel how wet I am?"

Ian nodded almost mechanically. 

"Just for you babe. Should we get those pants off?"

Turning around, Jessica slipped to her knees and unbuckled Ian's belt. Pulling the leather aside, she tugged at his pants letting them fall to the floor. His boxer shorts were unfortunately his comedy boxer shorts. They were a black affair with bright, yellow smiley faces on them. His dick had hardened and was poking from the top of his shorts. His very respectable nine inches was begging for attention, which Jessica was more than happy to provide for it.

She slid her fingers inside his waistband and pulled them down inch by agonizing inch. Soon, they pooled around his feet and Jessica was head to head with his shaft. Taking the member in her dainty hands, she gently stroked the skin, watching him with great interest. 

Lightly stroking it, she smiled when Ian looked to the sky and let out a husky groan as she started to rise and drop her hand. When she hit the base of his shaft, she twisted her hand, the skin twisting with it. Leaning in, Jessica flicked her tongue against his member, licking the underside of his head. Hitting a sensitive spot, Ian let another groan escape his lips as she pushed his shaft against his stomach. Using her tongue, she traced his vein underside with a broad, flat flick.

Unwilling to pinch himself, Ian simply looked down and watched his new lover go to work on his shaft. He was in awe as Jessica slurped and sucked on his cock. His dick's head slipped inside her warm, wet mouth. Moving closer, he could feel her body heat against his legs, with each of her movements her firm, large breasts pushed into him. Her PVC encased breasts seemed to be begging to be let out, but she was ignoring the lust and focusing on Ian.

Vigorously sucking his cock, she took it deep into her mouth and throat forcing it as deep as she could. He felt his shaft hit her in the back of her throat and heard her gag on his dick. Looking down, he saw Jessica's warm saliva start to run from her mouth and all the way down his dick. Taking her mouth off of his shaft, Jessica took in in her hand and leant in to the right side of it. Holding it still by the tip, the lovely Latina then ran her tongue from the bottom to the top scooping up all of her spit. Then, she simply let the dick hit her in the cheek, before slapping it against her tongue.

Ian groaned at how she was playing with his dick. Looking down at her taking all of her spit, only to produce more on it was driving him mad.

"That's fucking intense..." He groaned, closing his eyes and looking to the sky, completely at her mercy. 

Jessica was playing with his shaft, jerking it as pre-cum started to bubble from his head.

"You're such a nasty boy... You know that?" She asked as Ian looked at her. Nodding, he took her head in his hands and moved her towards his dick. With a big nasty grin on her face, Ian grinned as she let the member slap her around on the face and her lips.

"Can you keep sucking it please?" He asked, that made her want to laugh. She nodded and re-doubled her efforts with it. Taking the nine-inch member in her mouth, Jessica went to town on it. Licking all around the shaft and catching his balls with the occasional lick. Carrying this on for close to five minutes, Jessica came up for air and carried on jerking his dick. Looking up, lust heavy in her eyes she spoke.

"Fuck me."

"Pardon?"

"I want you to fuck me." She had now stood up and was stripping down. She expertly unzipped her costume so she was now simply clad in her stockings and underwear. Reaching behind her, Ian realized a dream as Jessica Alba undressed in front of him. She unclasped her bra and her large tits fell into view for Ian. Bending over, Jessica fiddled with her stockings and slid them down her legs, catching her underwear with them.

Ian rested against the wall and watched as she undressed. Simply in awe, he saw just how beautiful she was. Her body was a nice bronze color and her tits were shown off nicely. They looked nice and soft, and her nipples were hardening under all of the action and the cool temperature in the store. Walking towards him, she wrapped her arms around him and brought him into a warm, wet kiss. 

For the first time, Ian got to explore her soft, voluptuous body. Running his hands down to her ass, he squeezed the fleshy buns making her moan into his mouth. Ian tugged at her and let her jump into his arms. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she moaned to the sky as he kissed his way along to her ear. Kissing the flesh, just under her ear, he smiled as she reached under the two of them and found his dick.

Moving his dick towards her folds, Jessica groaned as the shaft invaded her folds. All nine inches slid deep inside her, she let out a silent gasp as she was filled up. Taking his  face in her hands, she locked his lips with hers and they kissed again. Stumbling around the changing rooms before falling on their backs. Giggling, Jessica was on top of him and moved his hands to her breasts.

"I'm going to ride you Ian." She said, her tone was low as they made eye contact. Ian deafly nodded. Not really one to argue when he was getting laid. He watched her as she looked down at his lap.

Rubbing her crotch against his, she closed her eyes as he squeezed her breasts. Rocking backwards and forwards, she let out a silent moan as she started to ride his shaft. Putting her hand on his chest, she started to lift her hips up off of his dick and push them down on his dick. He looked down at her hips and watched in awe as their skin collided with each other. Some of her wet, slick juices were running down her leg as they fucked.

He was in awe as she tilted her head back and opened her mouth. Taking control of his hands again, he started to squeeze her chest toying with her hardened nipples. Sitting up, he wrapped an arm around her waist to support her and started to suck on her right tit while playing with her left one. Taking the nipple between his finger and thumb, he twisted the hard nub lightly as he flicked his tongue over the nipple on the right breast.

"Oh... Oh... Oh yeah... Right there!" She moaned as Ian played with her luscious body. Smiling at her reaction, he knew she was enjoying herself. Love had shown a similar reaction to his touch. He must be good.

Jessica groaned at the touch in her more sensitive areas. She enjoyed how he paid attention to all of her breast while toying with the free one. She rearranged herself so that her legs hooked around his waist and her arms were around his shoulders. She was enjoying this new position as she could grind her clit up against his shaft almost at free will as he played with her tits.

Swapping over to her left tit, Ian moved his hand up to her right tit to pay the same attention to it. Tweaking the nipple with his thumb and index finger, he smiled as he savored her breasts. Using his free hand, he ran it over her stomach and then slid it down to her cunt.

"Uh... Uh... Uh... Shit... So hot..." Ian grunted as Jessica rode him. She smiled and nodded as she ran her hand all over his chest.

Finding her clit, he trapped it between his fingers and paid it some much-needed attention. Rubbing his thumb over the hard button, he enjoyed listening to Jessica's voice climbing higher and higher with each trial. He found that if he rubbed his thumb over the button she would yelp like a puppy but if he squeezed the button she would give a more husky growl. 

"That's it... Yeah... Yeah... Oh... Oh... Fuck me..." She growled, her lips close together. Her eyes locked deep on his face as a thin film of sweat forming on their skins 

Using his index finger and middle finger, he placed them together and started to rub her clit. Sucking harder and harder on her breast, he smiled as she fell onto her back, dragging him with her. Now on top, he put his hands over her head and started to increase his fucking. Taking his hips out of her folds and then slamming it back in, he watched with great curiosity as her hips would rise off of the floor as she expected the next intrusion. Using his right hand to keep himself above his Latina lover, he took hold of her right leg and used that as a support, placing it on her thigh.

Putting her hands on her tits, she squeezed them as she pleased while he fucked her. Her eyes were shut tight as she moaned with each thrust he placed inside her. The strokes were getting shorter, but faster. He would keep five or six inches inside her, before pushing all of his shaft deeper inside her. 

He felt the cum starting to bubble in his nuts and knew if he carried on like this he would blow his load much quicker than anticipated. He didn't have to say anything as Jessica's moaning turned into a high-pitched scream as she came all over his dick. Her warm juices flowed over his dick as she orgasmed that seemed to shake the store. Ian's pumping continued until she regained her breath. As she looked up at him, Ian slowed his pumps to talk to her.

"Jessica..."

"Yes, you can."

Ian crooked an eyebrow at that. 

"I can cum?"

"Oh. You've blown your load? I thought you wanted to fuck my ass?"

"No, I haven't cum yet. I'm about to though! You want me to fuck your ass?"

"Everyone else does. You're a special case too. I haven't come like that in a long time!"

Pulling his dick out of her folds, he watched as Jessica crawled onto all fours and wiggled her hot ass at him. Giving his dick one final tug, he pressed her ass cheeks apart and pushed the mushroom head against her forbidden hole. Jessica's eyes shut tightly, before she nodded her approval. Sliding his dick inside her, he was amazed at the tightness of her. Only getting a few inches in, he waited until she was accustomed to his size. Soon, she voiced her approval and he pushed another few inches in. He had about half of his shaft inside her and was finding more and more resistance.

Trying to squeeze the rest of his member inside her, he struggled too much so he was more than satisfied with the current length. Pulling his dick out, still slick with her juices he started to fuck her ass. Holding onto her hips for dear life, he managed to fuck her with about half of his shaft. She had started to rub her clit as he fucked her. Grunting at the tightness of her ass, he started to fuck her harder and harder until his balls started to bubble again.

"Jessica... Can I cum in your ass?"

"Oh God yes..." She sighed, her head falling towards the floor, on her head's side she simply moaned as Ian finished with her ass. Blowing his load inside her ass, he watched   as he removed his shaft and the white liquid fell out of her hole. Rubbing his dick in his cum, he moved up to her head and let her lick it clean. Taking hold of his shaft by the base, she flicked her tongue over the head and licked up all of the cum. Jerking the shaft to get any remainder of cum, she seemed satisfied and gave it a quick kiss.

"That..."

"Was amazing." She finished his sentence for him. He nodded with a huge grin as she sat up, cross-legged as they shared a kiss. Just as he was about to speak again, there was a ring of the phone.

"You get that. I'm going to change." Ian nodded and answered the phone. It was Tommy. They had discovered what was wrong with the connection and Greg would be there soon. Ian nodded and they had a conversation, when he turned to see Jessica with a grin. She made a gesture like she needed to go, Ian nodded happily and waved her off. Before she went she gave him a kiss on the cheek and a squeeze on the dick for good measure. 

Greg was about ten minutes away, giving Ian plenty of time to change. Satisfied with the days work he realized that Jessica hadn't paid for her outfit. Smiling, he realized he didn't care. Pulling his pants on her was more than happy.



Quitting Time: Costumed Fun 3



Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty now would we? All alone like that? You're not a monster are you? 

Also, please don't post this on any other site without my explicit permission. I've had to bring the hammer down on two thieves right as of writing and don't want to bring it down again.

Author: Blackjack

Celebrity: Alison Brie

Codes: MF, MMF, Cons, Oral, Anal, DP, Facial

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Ian stifled a yawn as he watched the new guy, Jack, sweep the floor of the entrance point of the store. It had been another boring day of work at 'The Party Store' as the seconds drained away and found that he could feel time taking its toll on his body.

It had been almost six months since Jessica Alba had joined him in another sexual act. He had wondered if people were starting to talk about the store and wondered if that was the reason to do with the recent bustle that the store had been going through. There had been a resurgence with Ian and Mister Rombassi and several filming companies had gotten hold of them to talk about renting several costumes for certain shows.

But, that time had come and gone and now they were alone on the high street. Mister Rombassi had left, leaving the two younger guys alone in the store. Jack kept sneaking glances at Ian as they worked.

"What is it man?" Ian asked, putting a pen down in a exasperation.

"It's... Well... I heard off of a web site that celebrities come here. Is it true?" Jack practically ran up to the counter to talk to the older member of staff. Ian smirked and looked at the new recruit, he briefly pondered telling him that celebrities did shop here and he'd fucked two of them.

"A couple of them have been in yeah. But, they're just like regular people, just like you and me." Ian said with a smile, fighting the urge to patronizingly pat the man on his forearm.

"Do you think I'll see any?" 

"I think it's L.A, you're bound to see someone. Now why don't you look at getting that front door swept?" Ian said with a smile as he gestured at the open front door. Jack nodded and left, Ian chuckled lightly and went back to his iPad and the crossword app he had downloaded. 

There was a brief scuttle of footsteps and he looked up to see Jack rushing back into the store. He was mouthing something silently and jabbing his thumb towards the entrance. Ian made a face like he wasn't sure what Jack was talking about, and when he peered over Jack's shoulder and saw a small, petite woman walk into the room.

Ian recognized her immediately as Alison Brie, famous for Mad Men, Community and Scream 4. He then cast a glance back to Jack in a 'Well, what do you want me to do?' type of shrug on his shoulders. They didn't have long to chat before Alison interjected.

"Hi!" She said warmly as she stood between the two sales clerks. Jack smirked lightly as Ian stood up.

"Hi, welcome to The Party Store. How can I help you?" 

"Well, I've got some costume parties to go to and I need the best costumes you've got!" Alison beamed, tucking a loose strand of brown hair behind her ear. She was wearing a button up blouse that came up just above her chest line and was wearing a pair of bell bottom jeans that hugged her lower figure. 

"Sure, are you looking for anything in particular?" Ian asked as he walked out from behind the counter and stepped closer to her.

"Well, the parties are supposed to be sexy. Do you have any sexy outfits?" 

Jack whelped as Ian cast a look at him as they moved past a selection of kids costumes. 

"Is he OK?" Alison asked quietly, jabbing her left thumb stealthily at Jack.

"Yeah, he's fine. Just a little eager." Ian guided Alison towards the back of the store and next to the fitting rooms. Reaching in, he tugged at a rail and slid it out so Alison could browse it. "Those are all the sexy ones we've got. We have some more... Adult... Ones but they're on special order. They take about fourteen working days to get here."

"Nah, these ones will be cool thanks. Can I try them on?" She asked him as she fished out a white plastic-y naughty nurse costume. She then reached back into the rail and fished out a two piece naughty school girl outfit.

"Yeah, sure. If you come in here," He said, gesturing to the two changing rooms. He tugged down one of the blue felt curtains so Alison could change in privacy. She nodded and as she walked into the room and shut the curtain, Ian walked back to the front of the store to a slack jawed Jack.

"Dude, that was Alison Brie!" He stammered as Ian nodded his head.

"Yeah... And?"

"Oh my Gods! You've seen celebrities before haven't you!?" Jack accused, jabbing a finger in Ian's face. Ian smirked and waved Jack's finger out of his face, he looked at him and took a breath.

"Jessica Alba and Jennifer Love Hewitt have shopped in here before." 

Ian stepped behind the counter and rang up a transaction as Jack stared at him, his mouth open slightly. Ian focused on the transaction, opting to not tell him about the fact that he had fucked them. As the drawer opened, he saw that the till was low on change. Grinning, he took out the customer's change and she thanked the two boys as she made her way out of the store.

"Hey man, we're low on change. Can you go to the office and get me a banking slip?" 

Jack nodded and rest the broom up against the counter. He walked past the fitting rooms and made a funny face as he walked into the back. Ian shook his head lightly and stepped into the foyer of the costume store. Stretching lightly, Ian cast a glance over at the changing rooms and wondered what Alison was changing into. When Jack reappeared, Ian took the slip from him and quickly filled it in. Passing it back to the younger man, Ian smiled and took hold of a backpack that was kept behind the till.

"OK man, time for you to go the bank for us."

"What!?" Jack exclaimed, like he couldn't quite believe what he was hearing. Ian smiled and nodded his head.

"Yeah, we need change and this will be an exciting new experience for you!" Ian slapped Jack on the back and gestured for him to go to the door. Jack tried to argue but knew it was a wasted attempt, he nodded his head and walked out glumly. Ian grinned and walked into the back of the store, as he did he heard Alison calling out.

"Hey are you out there?" She called as Ian stepped to the curtain.

"Hey, sorry yeah I'm here. I had to deal with a customer. What's up?" 

"Um... Well, the costume's a little tight. Can I get your opinion on it?" She called out as Ian silently punched the air.

"Sure... Do you want me to come in?" He asked, caution in his voice as Alison smiled.

"Well, I'd rather I came out there... Can you shut the store? I don't want other people to see me in this." Alison's logic was sound and he'd done a lot more for Love and Jessica.

"Sure, give me a second." Ian darted back up to the front of the store and locked the door. Flipping the sign over to say the store was closed, Ian quickly scrawled a note telling Jack to come round the back to get in. With a twist of his key, Ian removed his key and pocketed it. 

"OK, the store's locked up now." Ian said, resting his left arm on a steel clothing rail. The curtain came back and Alison stepped out in the nurse outfit. It was a tight, white one piece outfit that hugged her figure, on her flat tummy there was a red circle with a white cross inside it. Near her breasts there was a big gap so you could see all of her cleavage. She had on lacy white gloves that ran up to her elbows that were accompanied by a set of white thigh high stockings. Ian's jaw dropped and he could feel a bulge growing in his pants as she stepped out of the changing rooms. 

She smiled and gave a slight twirl in the outfit. 

"Do I need to take your temperature?" 

"I certainly wouldn't mind it!" Ian flirted with her as Alison smiled and licked her bottom lip casually. She cast a look around and saw that they were alone.

"Where's the other guy?" 

"He's gone out for change. He won't be here for at least half an hour." 

"Good. You know this place has got a reputation in certain circles in Hollywood?"

"... A... A reputation?" Ian stammered as he backed up. A moment of humour hit him, he had got a blowjob from both Jennifer Love Hewitt and Jessica Alba, fucked Jessica in the ass and fucked both Love and Jessica in that very changing room and here he was being nervous in front of poor adorable Alison Brie. 

He gave himself a mercy clause though. She was feisty... And Hot... And cute... And funny. She was going to take him willingly and he was going to like the whole damn ride. She had a killer body, her work on Mad Men had shown that off well enough. Plus if you had seen her on Hot Sluts, then you knew full well that her cleavage was nothing to turn away from. Her big, wide blue eyes stared up at him as she moved him towards one of the large clothing rails that had several costumes on.

The hangers rattled and fell to the floor, the costumes crumpling against the carpeted fabric. He cast his eyes down at them and back up at Alison who had now closed the gap and was merely inches away from the handsome, over worked and under fucked sales assistant. Some people may have argued that fucking two celebrities as hot as they were would take him out of the under fucked category but that was six months and nearly one whole year ago and besides, wouldn't you rather be boning all the time?

Alison lay her hands on Ian's shoulders and she lightly rubbed them, shushing him as she did so. 

"Oh yeah baby. A reputation. A good one too. You know what I'm talking about don't you?" Ian nodded his head and she smiled sweetly. "And just what am I talking about?"

"Fucking girls."

"Fucking girls... Like Jennifer Love Hewitt? Or... Jessica Alba?" Alison said with a wicked grin as she pushed her body up against his. Rubbing her chest against his, Alison looked down and smiled when his erection pushed up against the inside of her thigh. 

"Sorry..." He began but was cut off by her right index finger on his lips.

"Don't be. Nurse Alison needs to take your temperature." Her hands came up to his face, as she ran her hands through his messy brown hair and smiled. Playing the part, she then put the palm of her hand on his forehead.

"Oh my..."

"What is it?" He asked as she came in closer to Ian, he still wasn't aware that she was playing the part even though her face had a big, beaming smile on it.

"It looks like I may have to take your temperature. It seems you're developing a fever. Say `ahh'." Alison said sexily, then it clicked with him. Matching her smile, though his was a tad more goofy, he complied and opened his mouth. Alison then put her arms around his neck and planted a kiss on his lips.

Their lips met and made a soft, hot tangling of flesh as they smacked against each other. Sliding his tongue inside her mouth, Alison moaned softly as he planted his hands on her hips running them up and down the fabric that contained her silky skin. Their tongues met in the middle and playfully wrestled with each others as they explored the other's mouth. Running his left hand up her back, he ran it up to her head of brown hair and ran it though her luscious locks.

Breaking the kiss, Alison Brie, star of Community and general nerd girl smiled, panting, aiming to catch her breath.

"Are you well Nurse?" He asked with a smile as he finally started to join in their sordid role play session. Alison brought her hands up and placed a finger on his lips.

"Just getting my breath back. I think I need to take your temperature again." She said with a smile, hooking her arms around his back she tugged herself closer to him and planted her lips on his again.

The two pairs of lips smacked with each others as their tongues entered the other's mouth and explored again. He wrapped his tongue around hers and lightly sucked on it as she moaned into his mouth. He ran his hands down her side to her soft, juicy ass, running over her cheeks he took a chance and lightly squeezed the skin making her moan.

Alison was the one who broke the kiss again and moaned to the sky as he kissed his way down to her neck and tasted it for the first time. While she was still straddling him up against the clothing rail, Alison started to rub her groin up against his. She smiled when she felt his erection swell and push against her moist pussy.

"Oh, look at that!" Alison exclaimed with a giggle, finally acknowledging his erection.

"What's that Nurse?"

"It looks like you've brought your own thermometer."

She said with a smile as she brought her hands down to his jeans. She slipped his shirt up off of the belt line and tugged at the small metal latch that kept it together. With ease, she soon had the leather loosened and had ripped it out of the loops that decorated the top of his jeans. Dumping it next to the costumes on the floor, Alison then unbuttoned the button and unzipped his fly. Yanking his pants down, she let him step out of the denim and stand before her only in his boxer shorts.

"All right, let's see just how big your thermometer is." Ian grinned, hardly believing his luck as Alison hooked her two index fingers inside the waist band of his boxer shorts and started to slowly slide them down his hips. Soon, his dick popped out to play making the TV and one time movie star, gasp in surprise. She continued to slide his shorts down his legs and let the handsome sales assistant kick them away. She had been squatting on the floor but now she opted to get down on her knees completely. She cast a glance up at him and smiled, taking his hard rod in her hands, she gasped at just how hard he felt. Regaining her composure, she wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and squeezed making him moan.

"Well, you seem to be able to still feel pain. That's a good sign, let's see what other things you can feel."

Alison cast her eyes over his dick and smiled sweetly. She looked at it intently, almost as if she was examining it. It had done the job with two other celebrities, why should it be any different with her? Ian thought to himself as he watched her work with his nine inch dick. Was nine inches enough for her? Doubt started to fill his mind as he thought back to fucking JLH and Jessica Alba. Neither seemed like they had been faking but how would he have known? They weren't exactly recreating Harry Met Sally in there, was that a good thing or a bad thing? She must have realised that she had been staring and cast her eyes up to him.

"That's one big thermometer." Alison remarked, cementing his belief that he was a above average.

"Why don't you take my temperature Nurse Alison?"

"What a good idea, I'll do that now."

Alison then leant forward and planted a soft kiss on his large ball sac. She then started to run her tongue from the bottom of his shaft all the way to the head. Reaching the tip, Alison opened her mouth and wrapped her soft, sexy lips around his shaft. She then started bobbing up and down covering two or three inches at a time. Making two or three rises and drops of her mouth, Alison flicked her tongue over his shaft making a valiant effort into covering the entire bottom half of his shaft.

Alison moaned happily as his shaft was buried deep in her mouth, without even really trying she'd managed to suck close to seven inches in her mouth. Slowly opening her eyes, they made eye contact with each other. She smiled around his member and started to bob up and down on his shaft with a quick pace making sure to get all of his shaft nice and wet. Forcing herself down on his shaft again, Alison's nose hit his neatly trimmed pubic hair making her smile as it probably tickled her.

Bringing herself up off of his shaft, Alison spat on her right hand and playfully tugged at the shaft stretching the skin and letting it crumple again. Her freshly lubricated hand was a nice treat as she pleasured Ian with a slow, steady hand job. Getting back into character, Alison cast a glance up at Ian and smiled sweetly.

"Well, I can feel your temperature is dropping. I think we may be done soon."

"Really Nurse Alison? You actually seem a little warm now though. Could you be suffering through something as well? You seem quite warm near your chest. Should I apply some pressure to it?" Ian asked, hoping to get near her glorious mounds. He prayed that she actually wanted to fuck him and not just have a fool around.

"Are you a qualified doctor?" She asked, her big eyes fluttered shut and open swiftly as she made eye contact with him.

"I used to be..." He replied, unsure of how to exactly respond.

"Perhaps it's for the best then Doctor?"

"Perhaps it is."

Standing up, Alison pressed her lips on his and they shared another kiss. Her tongue passed into his mouth and explored the orifice as she carried on jerking him. Running his hands over her body, he was almost in awe of all her fantastic curves and fantastic silky skin. Most of her body was covered by the silky fabric that made up the nurse's outfit which regrettably covered up her breasts.

He ran his hands up from her waist to her chest and lightly squeezed her breasts making her moan. Alison broke the kiss and scooted up closer to him, she pulled herself closer to him and took his hands in hers. She then planted them on her chest, giving him free will to do whatever her wanted to her. As he stared at her chest for a while, he got with the programme and started to squeeze and fondle her flesh. Alison moaned sexily and unclipped the toy stethoscope that had previously just hung around her neck. She then playfully looped it around Ian's neck and pushed his face into her glorious cleavage and let him really go to work. Ian's tongue flicked and lashed at the valley of cleavage that had been neatly framed by the costume. Her soft skin felt so good on his tongue and he happily attacked ever opportunity of fleshy offering.

Alison moaned and tilted her head back, groaning to the sky as her breasts were covered with a thin film of Ian's saliva. Alison undid the back of her outfit so that he could see her tits in all their glory. As soon as her hard, puffy nipples came into view, Ian latched onto them immediately. Meanwhile, Alison had pressed her still clothed groin against his and was starting to rub it against his hard dick.

"Ugh, enough. Let's fuck!" Ian commented, lifting his head up off of her tits.

Alison seemed to be in agreement, grinned and tugged the hemline of her nurse's outfit upwards revealing her lacy black panties to Ian. He could see the moist outline of her lips begging for attention, Alison smiled and pulled them to the right of her pussy. Ian almost gasped when he saw her delicious cunt, it looked like it was ready to eat him alive and frankly he couldn't think of a more noble way to go. 

"Lie down Ian." Alison said in a commanding tone, he was more than willing to comply and lay down on the soft, carpeted floor. Alison then stepped over his groin pushed her ass backwards, and pushed herself down impaling herself on his dick. They both shared a gasp as several inches buried themselves inside her warm, wet pussy. Alison groaned and started to lift herself up and then subsequently drop on the dick sliding in and out of her. She leant forward placing both of her hands on either side of his head and started to work their union.

Not wanting to be left out, Ian tilted his head upwards, Ian latched onto one of Alison's more notable features, her left breast, and sucked lightly on her nipple as she rode him. Running his hand up and down her back, he ran it down to her fine ass and squeezed her fleshy buns making her moan again. Throwing her head back, she increased her rising and dropping steadily getting all of his dick inside her pussy.




Quitting Time: Costumed Fun 3



Breaking his fierce lip lock with her breast, Alison leant down and they shared another passionate kiss. Their tongues flicked against each others as they fucked, Ian ran his hands over to her ass and squeezed again. Taking care of some of the work, he held onto her buns and lifted her up and dropped her downwards again. With each rise and drop, on his dick Alison's breath started to get a little more laboured as a thin film of sweat formed on her body.

Breaking the kiss, he leant into the nape of Alison's neck and kissed her flesh. Alison moaned and ran a hand through his hair, holding him tight against it, almost feeding him her neck. She gasped in pleasant surprise when he bit the flesh and lightly sucked it, her hands moved onto his shirt covered chest and soon she was playing his his hard nipples. Taking his lips off of her, they shared another passionate kiss as Alison started to change her mind about how she wanted to fuck Ian. Breaking the kiss, she kissed his forehead lightly and pulled herself off of his dick.

"Can you stand up? I want to swap positions."

He nodded and pulled himself up off of the floor. He tugged his shirt off of his chest and dumped it next to his other clothes. Alison smiled and turned her back to him, she put her arms up for him to suggest that she wanted him near by. He complied and moved towards her, she hooked her arms around his neck and tugged herself upwards. Getting the idea, Ian wrapped his arms under the bottom of her legs and hoisted her into the air. Alison giggled lightly and reached underneath her, finding his rod, she started to slide it against her wet lips making him moan in turn.

Alison then fell to his whim as he let her drop slightly and he entered her soft, slick folds. They both groaned as he entered her again, they stayed like that for a few moments before he started to test just how far they could go together. Ian wasn't out of shape and could probably bench press about Alison's weight. It was a little more difficult when her weight wasn't properly aligned but he wasn't going to complain. Steadily, Ian started to lift and drop her on his shaft, letting her take the first couple of inches inside her. When she made no complaints about the way he was fucking her, he continued. Gripping the back of her knees, Alison slid a little further on his shaft making them both moan again. 

She placed her hands on his as if to encourage him, holding her still. Ian started to thrust his hips upwards, lifting himself off of his feet and onto his tip toes getting more of himself inside her. While he fucked her like that, he realised that he had no way of playing with her generous tits. He made a mental note to play with them once there was no real risk of causing her bodily harm. The sweat on their bodies made little difference as he fucked upwards to Alison's waiting, hungry cunt. Alison started to moan more and more as he started to fuck her with an increased pace.

Lifting her up, several inches from the tip Ian let her drop, freely penetrating her cunt to his shaft's hilt. Alison let out a loud scream as all nine of his inches entered her at once, he was quick to catch her and lifted her back up again.

"Did you like that?" He asked, leaning forward to smooch her. She groaned and nodded her head, leaning back their lips made contact and they passionately kissed each other again. Ian lifted her up again and let her drop, making sure to grab her strong, toned thighs. Breaking the kiss, Alison moaned and let her head fall back, her throat becoming available to him, he lunged in and kissed her. She ran her hands over his head and hair, just aiming to cover as much as she could in as little time as possible.

Changing the pace, I lifted Alison all the way up off of his shaft until there was only his head left in her cunt. He then let her drop but as she did so he thrust upwards and she got fully penetrated in a swift fashion. Alison's eyes shot open and she screamed at the sudden invasion. Smiling, he repeated the fashion making her screams get more and more shrill with each drop-thrust combination.

His eyes drifted down her body and he could see that she was desperately frigging her clit, aiming to get herself off as soon as possible. He continued to let her drop and him rise on his shaft getting it nice and wet as her breath became more and more shallow she was getting closer and closer to the end.

Placing his mouth on her shoulder, he kissed it sweetly before biting into her flesh making her gasp and moan even louder. Alison started to buck wildly to the point where she was fucking him, he placed his hands back on the back of her knees and watched the show as Alison thrust herself downwards riding him with wild abandon. Throwing her head backwards once more, she let out an almighty cry and came all over his shaft, coating it with her cum.

Taking little time after the orgasm had subsided she looked over her shoulder at him, sweat dripping from her face and her brown hair matted to her skin. She blinked several times and then started to ride him again, grinding backwards and forwards on his shaft. He ran his hands over her sexy thighs and onto her legs, squeezing her fleshy thighs lightly making her moan again.

Ian grunted and felt the cum in his balls start to bubble up. He was going to cum soon but didn't want to stop fucking her. He began to take control and started to slow his thrusts to more slow, deliberate strokes.

"Going to cum?" She asked, fully aware of his urge to cum.

"Soon..."

"Right, over my face then!" Alison said, taking charge of the situation.

She hopped off of his shaft and knelt down in front of the sales assistant. Alison wrapped her lips around his shaft and started to slowly bob her head up and down on his dick tasting her own wetness on it. Smiling, she wrapped her hands around the base of his shaft and started to slowly pump up and down making sure to cover every part of his dick. She cast a glance up at him and smiled when he let out a low groan. She took one hand off of his dick so she could take more and more of his inches, enveloped with each passing drop.

He grunted slightly and started to cum, Alison didn't even need a warning as she took her mouth off of his dick. One load shot up through the air and onto her globes. She let go of the shaft and let him coat her face, rope after rope splattered against her pretty face as he came. Soon, her entire face was coated and she hungrily picked it up. After several spurts Ian had completely finished and what little strength he still possessed had left him.

Ian stood backwards and wiped the sweat away from his head, he watched as she started to scoop up his cum.

"Fuck... That was hot." He said with a grin as Alison smiled and nodded her head. She sucked on her right index finger that she had coated with his load.

"Are you kidding me? That was amazing!" Alison exclaimed as she sucked the digit clean. "Am I good?" She asked, referring to the load he had shot on her face.

"More than good!" Another voice said to the side of them, the two lovers looked to their right and saw Jack standing there slack jawed. 

"Dude... Did you see all of that?" Ian asked as his dick started to deflate slightly. He was about to dress when Alison took the member into her mouth and sucked on it lightly as they both looked to the new male sales assistant. Alison smiled sweetly around his dick as she batted her eyelids at Jack lightly.

"Saw most of it. Fucking hot man!" He stepped closer to them and Alison could see a large lump forming in the front of his pants. She took her lips off of Ian's dick and reached forward cupping his penis through his pants. She cooed lightly feeing his dick as Jack groaned at her touch.

"Yeah, it was hot... Have you ever fucked a celebrity cutie?" Alison asked, looking up at Jack, amazed at how easily he fell into her grasp. When he shook his head, Alison smiled. "Shame. Would you like to?" 

With that, she reached forward and unzipped his jeans. Tugging the flies open, she tucked her right hand into his pants, swiftly Alison fished out his rock hard dick. Jack's hard dick stood at a respectable eight inches and was appropriately thick. Alison cast a look over it and smiled, licking her lips, the Community star opened her mouth and lapped her tongue against his dick's head.

Alison licked her lips and nodded her head with approval as she moved her hand down to the base of his long and meaty shaft before she parted her soft, sexy lips and took his cock into her mouth.

"Mmmmmm damn..." Jack groaned as Alison Brie, star of Community and Scream 4 bobbed around the head of his cock. She cast her eyes up at you and smiled sweetly as she started to bob her head up and down on the younger guy's cock.

She cast her eyes up at him and smiled sweetly as she started to bob her head up and down on the younger guy's cock.

Alison moaned around his shaft as she bobbed her head smoothly up and down his shaft, sucking Jack's cock with a passion as Ian took a step back to watch her work. 

"Oh fuck... Man... Alison Brie's sucking my dick..." Jack groaned as he tilted his head backwards as she bobbed her head up and down on his stiff, thick cock. Alison smiled as she tucked some of her hair behind her ear and slid her wet tongue against the head of Jack's cock, before turning her head and looking at Ian. She smiled sweetly and took Jack's cock out of her mouth.

"Want to fuck my ass?" She asked super casually as she turned her head back to flick her tongue up and down against Jack's hard dick. Her soft hand cupped Jack's ball sac and lightly toyed with his heavy set of testicles as she went back to swallowing his member into her mouth. She smiled when she felt Ian's hands on her hips, she lifted herself up and bent at the waist so she could carry on sucking Jack's dick. She closed her eyes as she felt Ian's hard shaft press against her tight, forbidden hole. With an inch of pressure, Alison gasped aloud as Ian's dick penetrated her ass hole.

"Oh shit! It's so tight!" Ian groaned as he thrust his cock into Alison's ass hole. Alison let Jack's dick fall from her mouth and she let out a long, low groan as she had her ass hole fucked.

"Shit! Lie down!" Alison said, gesturing for Jack to lie down on the floor. He complied and she slowed Ian's thrusts. "Take your dick out big boy." She added, looking over her shoulder at Ian. He made a face but nodded his head and slowly pulled out of her ass hole. Alison looked down at Jack's shaft and smiled, licking her lips she parted her legs and slowly lowered herself down. Using her right hand, she steadied Jack's dick and let it slide between her moist, wet pussy's lips.

"Oh fuck yeah baby... Fuck yeah..." Alison groaned as she had Jack's cock enter her vagina for the first time in the afternoon. Casting a look over her shoulder, she nodded her head, as if giving permission for Ian to enter her tight ass hole. She groaned and leaned forward, starting to rock forward on Jack's cock.

"Oh shit... Shit yeah..." Ian groaned as he held Alison's ass cheeks open as he started to fuck her ass with smooth thrusts. Jack licked his lips as he watched Alison's fantastic tits bounce up and down as she rocked between himself and Ian as they thrust their dicks into her.

"Oh fuck yes... Fuck yes!" Alison repeated, moaning and closing her eyes as she rocked forward with each thrust that Ian delivered to her stunning ass. Jack was moaning into the sky as Alison started to grind her cunt upwards against Jack's thrusting cock. Taking a chance, Ian squeezed Alison's ass with his hands as he pumped his cock in and out of her ass hole.

Alison let out a long groan as she moved her hands off of the floor and planted them on Jack's neatly trimmed chest hair as she was rocked forward at a swift pace due to Ian slammed in and out of her fantastic, gorgeous ass.

"Fuck Alison... Your ass is God damned perfect..." Ian exclaimed as he started to get most of his dick into her tight ass hole as Jack thrust his hips upwards, jerking his cock into her pussy.

Alison groaned aloud and nodded her head, pinching at her nipples as she rode Jack's cock, the inside of her wet snatch started to squeeze on his cock as her gorgeous ass started to smack against Ian's waist.

"Fuck... Can I have a go at that ass?" Jack half asked, half groaned from underneath Alison. 

Jack licked his lips and slowly pulled out of Alison's pussy, Ian watched him remove himself. Alison bit on her bottom lip and nodded her head, she cast a look over her shoulder at Ian. They made eye contact and reluctantly, he nodded his head and pulled out of her ass. 

"OK baby. Keep lying down." Alison said sweetly, referring to Jack who nodded his head and stayed down where he had been lying. Alison turned around so she was facing away from the young, new sales assistant and bent at the knees and squatted over his shaft, holding it steady she slowly let herself get impaled on his large dick.

"Oh fuck..." Alison groaned as her ass hole was parted by Jack's hard prick. She leant backwards and groaned as Jack eagerly pressed his shaft upwards going deeper inside her.

"Easy baby..." Alison said with a smile as Ian pulled her legs up off of the floor and in one fluid motion had swiftly impaled her with one full strike. Alison was now full of dick again, being DP'ed by two sales assistants in 'The Party Store'

Jack pressed his knob against her hole and slowly pushed himself into her. He groaned over her shoulder as his dick's head slid into her tight ass hole. Alison groaned and moaned as she started to get fucked by Ian's hard cock.

"Oh fuck yes! Fuck me boys!" Alison groaned, gasping for air while licking her full red lips as her tight pussy squeezed on Ian's cock that was thrusting in to her as hard as he could manage.

"Fucking gladly..." Ian groaned, smirking up at Alison as he pumped his cock in and out of her pussy. Jack looked up at the two as he put his hands on Alison's hips as he starts to thrust his dick upwards deeper into Alison's ass hole.

"Fuck... I can't believe I get to do this!" Jack groaned as he gritted his teeth together as if his life depended on it. Alison half laughed, half moaned as she raised her gorgeous, toned and strong legs up and hooked them around Ian's waist as he ploughed into her soaking wet pussy.

"Ohhhhh fuck yeah!" Alison groaned as she kept rocking her ass to and fro on Jack's upwardly thrusting cock. Ian locked his eyes with Alison as he sped up his thrusts as he drilled her wet cunt. He didn't want to say it out loud but he was close to cumming again, lest he lose face with Jack.

"Oh fucking hell. Yes boys fuck me! Fucking come on!" Alison groaned, almost sensing what Ian was thinking. With her lustful encouragement, Jack and Ian doubled the pace of their thrusts, hammering her tight ass and wet pussy with incredibly strong, deep and swift thrusts.

"Oh fuck me! She's so fucking hot..." Jack groaned as his cock started to throb deep inside Alison's ass hole. Ian nodded as he gritted his teeth with his large shaft beginning to pulsate deep inside Alison's soaking wet cunt.

Alison's breath was short as she moaned through the orgasm while beads of sweat ran down her body, painting lines on her gorgeous frame. Ian shook his head, he was going to cum again but Jack beat him to announcing it vocally.

"Ah fuck man... I'm going to cum!" Jack moaned as Alison joined them in the room again. She looked over her shoulder at Jack and nodded her head, she cast a glance up at Ian and bit on her bottom lip sexily. 

"You boys want to give me a facial?" Their reactions made her smile when they pulled out of her holes careful not to hurt her. Alison was grateful and fell onto her knees in front of the boys, she tilted her head back and pushed her chest out as the sales assistants started to stroke their large, throbbing cocks.

As if by magic, the boys nodded their heads and started to stroke their cocks at a quicker pace. Within moments, they both began to cum, showering Alison's gorgeous sweat coated face with their warm, sticky spunk. Going with the flow, Alison opened her mouth and closed her eyes as the warm cum sprayed down onto her face and into some of her mouth as well.

"Fuck man... Fucking... Fuck." Jack grinned, looking down at Alison who smiled a perfect smile and started to scoop up their cum.

"Is there a problem?" Alison asked with a laugh. 

"Nope not at all..." Jack grinned as Alison finished up licking their cum up and sucked her fingers clean. "Man, it's going to suck once you go man!"

"You're going?" Alison asked, as she climbed to her feet to look at Ian.

"Yeah, I've got a better job in the city..." Ian started but was put off by Alison smiling. "What is it?"

"Nothing, when are you leaving?"

"End of the month..." Ian replied, unsure of what Alison was getting at. "Why?"

"Nothing! Jeez! I'm going to get changed and buy that dress OK?" Alison turned and walked into the changing room to get dressed again. 

Ian frowned lightly as Alison smirked and shut the curtain to change.

"What is it man?" Jack asked as he stepped in front of Ian's view. Suddenly the fact that they were both naked dawned on Ian who made a face and covered up the sight of Jack's junk with his hand.

"Dude! Get dressed! And it's nothing... But... Did Alison seem off to you at the end?"

"With our cum on her face?"

"No, when she heard I was leaving."

"Dude, who cares. We just fucked Alison Brie!" Jack said as he pulled a shirt on.

"Yeah... I must be over thinking it..." 

He didn't know that Alison wasn't getting dressed but was in fact sending a mass text message to two women who were... Familiar with the store.



Quitting Time: Costumed Fun



Taking an extra couple of inches in her mouth, Love let her tongue run wild over Ian's cock, licking its way on the under side as she went down and dragging its way up as she brought her head up. Ian looked to the sky and moaned as Love continued this torturous blowjob. Raising his back from the counter, Ian was now standing up fully as Love remained on her knees.

Settling for fitting in at least half of his dick, Love started to bob her head frantically just letting Ian enjoy the sensation. Using what little knowledge he had of blowjobs, Ian knew better than to fuck her face without her consent, so Ian grabbed hold of her long brown hair and pulled it back letting him watch Jennifer Love Hewitt suck his cock without obstruction.

Love's sucking drew to a slow down as she let the cock fall from her mouth. With it still being rock hard, Love grinned and pressed the phone back to her ear.

"Want to know what I'm going to do now?" Love asked Becky as Becky remained silent. "I'm going to give him a birthday treat... I'm going to let him cum all over my face... Then you're going to watch it. Ian, take the phone and film me." Love ordered Ian, passing the phone to him, Ian nodded and hung up. Scanning through his phone's features, Ian found the video camera and started to record.

Wrapping her lips around Ian's dick again, Love went on an all out oral assault, settling for speed over length swallowed. Love bobbed up and down at break neck speed as her hands started to cup his nuts while the other hand jerked him off furiously.

It had been an while and Ian was just about ready to bust his nut. Gasping, Ian stammered out that he was going to cum. Love looked up at Ian and grinned, pulling her mouth off of his dick. Love started to jerk Ian's cock furiously, watching in anticipation Love made sure to catch all of his cum. Jerking awkwardly, Ian let out several shots of cum, shooting through the air, the cum splattered against Love's face making her gasp in surprise. Not one to miss an opportunity for more cum, Love continued to jerk Ian getting more of his cum out.

Looking at the video footage, Ian smiled and wiped away some sweat. "We got all of it." He declared happily.

"Awesome. Can you send it to her?" Love asked as she scooped up all of his cum and sucked on her finger, cleaning her face up.

"Absolutely." Ian said with a grin, sending it over to Becky's phone, Ian counted his lucky starts as Love put up her hand for help getting up.

Grabbing hold of Ian's hand, Love stood up, smiling happily. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him in for another long passionate kiss. Feeling his member press against her soft thighs, Love grinned and gripped hold of it jerking the member lightly. 

"I want this dick inside me... Right now!" Love commanded as she squeezed the member a little harder than earlier. Ian was ready to comply when a thought entered his head.

"Don't you want any oral?" He asked, realizing that it wouldn't exactly be a chore to him like it was with his ex. Love shook her head and jerked his dick again.

"No need, I'm ready to go right now... So... Have you ever thought about me when you jerked off?" Love asked with a smile on her face, potentially knowing the answer already.

"Lot's of times." Ian admitted, under pressure Ian had always cracked, now was no different.

"Ever imagine me when you were with your ex?" Love grinned, as she took hold of Ian's hand and led him to the changing room in the back.

"No... Maybe I should of though. Kept me hard with her?" Ian answered with a laugh as Love giggled and pushed back the blue curtain.

"So when, you were jerking off over me... How did you imagine doing it to me?" Love asked as she pulled at Ian's shirt, making him take it off.

"Doggy style... You were riding me so I could watch your big tits bounce, then I came over your face and got some on your tits too..." Ian answered, his cheeks flushing bright red.

"Ooh... Sounds dirrrrty!" Love said with a grin, making sure to emphasize the words, making it sound more like a purr than a comment. "You like my tits then?" Love asked as she threw Ian's shirt to the side, Love took this moment to take in Ian's now completely naked body. Putting her arms on his shoulders, Love pulled him closer so they were inches apart.

Ian grunted an answer, struggling to keep blood flowing all around his body as Love's large chest pressed against his leaner body. Unsure of where to put his hands, Ian settled for placing them on her soft hips. Inches away from her Goddess like ass, Ian couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like.

"Maybe you could see them as a birthday treat?" Love asked with a wide grin on her face as she placed her hands on his and brought them up to her chest. Half expecting him to need further encouragement Love was happily surprised when Ian squeezed the large mounds himself, making Love moan ever so slightly.

"I thought the blowjob was the treat?" Ian said, nearly eighty percent positive that she wouldn't take that as her cue to leave. Squeezing her large chest again, Ian thanked his lucky stars that she wasn't making any signs of leaving.

Smiling, Love reworded her original phrase to make Ian satisfied. "Maybe you could see them as part of your birthday treats?" Love said with a grin. 

"Pull down the top... Birthday boy..." Her voice over a whisper she ordered Ian without faltering. Again, Love chose to draw out the 'r' and purred into Ian's ear making his dick stiffen.

Keeping his hands still, Ian moved his hands up from her chest and onto the top of the leather outfit. Taking a deep breath and silently praying he wasn't going to wake up, Ian pulled down the top.

The black mesh underneath the outfit held Love's tits under capture but didn't exactly hide them. Taking in the sight of her tits, Ian thanked whoever was looking out for him that day and took a mental picture. Her breasts were large and were nicely tipped off by two dark aerolas at the top with her nipples poking out towards him.

Taking the incentive, Ian leaned in took her right breast in his mouth. Clamping down around the tip, Ian poked his tongue out and lightly flicked it over her stiff nipple. Love let out a low, husky moan as she ran a hand up to Ian's head and ran her hand through his brown hair dreamily.

Swapping over to her left breast, Ian repeated the action as he started to fondle the right breast with his hand. Moaning again, Love looked down at Ian and spoke quietly, but loud enough for him to hear.

"Fuck me..."

Ian nodded his head and went to push apart Love's legs, when Love changed it up.

"I'm not going to do it doggy style... That's second date territory." Love said with a wink. "I will let you fuck me from behind though." 

Turning around, Love put both of her hands on the cold steel hooks on the wall and parted her legs.

"C'mere and fuck me!" Love said with a grin.

Very happy to do so, Ian looked at the sexy starlet who had now bowed her head, ready to take his cock. Gripping hold of his member, Ian placed his cock against Love's pussy's lips and forced his way in.

Love threw her head back and let out a long drawn out moan.

"All right..." Ian said as he moaned at the sensation of Love's pussy enveloping his cock. While he wouldn't say it, Ian was moderately surprised at how easy it was to get it in. 

"Ohhhhhh... So... Big... Ian! So fucking big..." Love groaned as accepted all of Ian's large cock into her pussy at a smooth pace. 

"Ahhhh..." Ian moaned as he placed his hands on Love's soft, silky waist as he started to thrust his cock in and out of her hot, tight pussy. 

Love tilted her head back and groaned, looking back at Ian, she could see his eyes were shut as he was fucking her. Making the moment more pleasurable, Love started to push herself back against Ian's quickly thrusting cock. 

"Ohhhhh... Oh fuck... Just like that!" Love screamed as Ian started to fuck her harder. 

"Ahhhh.... awww... " Ian licked his lips as he pumped his cock into Love's pussy while she rocked back on her feet to match his thrusts. Love moaned aloud and pressed her soft, sexy lips together as she started to grind her incredibly hot body back against Ian's large cock.

Feeling his shaft slam deeper into her wet, tight pussy, Ian moaned aloud again, this time forming words. 

"Thank you for this..."

Ian carried on thrusting as Love looked over at Ian. "You're... Welcome... Keep fucking me!" 

Laughing lightly, Ian moved his hands to Love's magnificent thighs as he increased the pace of his thrusts, as he fucked one of his many masturbation fantasies from behind. Ian's ball sack had started to smack between Love's smooth thighs with each of his thrusts. 

Both of the two lovers were moaning, filling the store with sounds of ecstasy beating what was normally the sound of people trying on costumes. Looking down at Love's ass, Ian grinned as Love's juicy ass smacked against his semi-muscular waist as he drove his cock into her pussy from behind. 

Ian licked his lips while he continued to fuck Love from behind while her ass repeatedly smacked against his waist. Love moaned aloud again, raising the sound at then end as she started to rock back even quicker forcing more and more of his cock deeper into her pussy. 

"Ohhhh... Mmmm you like that Ian?" 

"Ohhhh... Yeah..." Ian moaned as he continued to slam his cock into Love's pussy. Softly squeezing Love's thighs, prompting another moan from her, Ian smiled and slapped her ass.

"Oh! You're so naughty Ian!" Love moaned as she carried on grinding her wet pussy back against his thrusting shaft as he continued to pump into her. Keeping hold of her thighs, Ian pulled her back against his waist and cock. 

"Best. Birthday. Ever." Ian groaned as he felt his cock start to strain, slowing down his thrusts, Ian cursed aloud and pulled his long, hard cock out of Love's pussy. 

Releasing her grip on the hooks, Love looked over her shoulder at Ian, and narrowed her eyes.

"Ian... You're not going to disappoint me?" Love asked, as she stood up and turned to face him.

Looking down at the floor, feigning embarrasment, Ian smirked and then pushed her back against the wall. Love screamed with glee as Ian put his hands on Jennifer's waist and lifted her up, pushing his cock back into Love's amazing, soft wet pussy. 

"Ohhhhhhh... Fuck yeah! Perfect!" Love lustfully groaned as she wrapped her legs around his waist as he began pumping his cock up into her wet, tight pussy. 

"Aw yeah!" Ian moaned as he thrust his cock deeper into Love's pussy as she tightened her legs around his waist as he fucks her. 

"Ohhhhh yeah... I bet you wish your girlfriend was here now don't you dear?" Love asked wickedly as she placed her hands onto his chest and slightly dug her fingernails into the skin of his chest as she rapidly bounced up and down on his cock. 

"Fuck... I wish you were my girlfriend!" Ian exclaimed as he pumped his cock all the way into Love's hot, wet pussy as she bounced on his large shaft. 

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh... So... Sweet of you!" Love moaned as she started to rock back and forth on his cock, grinding her pussy sharply on his shaft. Love put both her hands around his neck and pulled him into her tits. Feeling his cock pumping up quickly into her pussy, Love moaned aloud as Ian started to suck on her large tits. 

"Mmmm... Mmmm..." Ian moaned as he swapped over breasts, while Love bounced and ground her hot wet cunt against his shaft. Placing a hand on Love's waist, Ian moved his hand down to her wet cunt and started to frantically finger Love's hard clitoris. 

Love's eyes which had been dulled, were now wide open as Ian started to give her double the pleasure. Moaning louder and louder, Love bit onto her bottom lip as he pumped his cock sharply into Love's pussy. Screaming towards her point of no return, Love raked her fingernails against Ian's sweat coated chest as her pussy tightened and she came over his large cock. 

"Ohhhhhh! SHIT!" Love screamed as she closed her eyes as her pussy tightened fiercely around his thick shaft. 

"Not far now Love..." Ian warned as he started to slow his thrusts. Slowly opening her eyes through the orgasm, Love smiled happily.

"Fuck my tits... Ian" Love said as she gripped onto the hooks and pulled herself off of Ian's cock. Going down onto her knees, Love looked at the mesh and then back at Ian. "Actually... This could be a problem." Love said, smiling at their silly prediciment.

"I bet I can fit it through their." Ian said, as he gripped onto his wet cock and pushed it through the mesh hole closest to the bottom of Love's cleavage. Satisfied that it could in fact be a tit fuck, Ian pressed her tits together and started to fuck the massive pair. 

It wasn't long at all before Ian started to feel the cum bubble up. Keeping going until the last possible point, Ian then pulled his cock out of the mesh and sent several shots of cum through the air smacking against Love's large sweat covered tits. Several shots smacked against her tits, while some landed in the valley between them. Jerking again slowly, Ian squeezed out some more as Love took his dick in her mouth and sucked the cock as it fell to a flaccid state.

"So, would you like the costume?" Ian asked as Love smiled and looked up at Ian.

"Well, it is pretty revealing but It's quite messy. Is that alright?"

"Well... I may have to see why it's so messy..." Ian said with a grin as Love climbed up to her feet.

"I'm having a party next week. Care to come along and see it in action?" Love said with a grin. Turning around, Love bent over, letting Ian see all of her ass and soaking wet pussy. Getting out a tube of lipstick from her purse, Love then walked over to Ian and pressed the red tube against his skin. Drawing out a phone number, Love smiled and got her clothes. 

"I'll give you some privacy..." Ian said with a grin as he grabbed hold of his clothes and walked out of the room.

"Thank you, I am a lady after all." Love said with a grin, getting his phone, Ian took a snap of his chest and started to write down the phone number. Satisfied with it, Ian started to dress. Thinking to himself with a smile. 'This was going to be a fun event.'