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The Lowdown Ch. 01

By: HoaxLetter



Disclaimer: I do not intend for anyone to mistake this as being true and real. It is a fictional story involving fake versions of celebrities all over the age of 18.

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Chapter 1: Humble Beginnings

November 2012

I think I would have just turned twenty-two, I was fresh out of college after all. I was barely a couple weeks into my job at 'The Lowdown' magazine before they promoted me to featured writer. I just had a talent for it I guess. Honestly I thought it would be difficult, I was a Brit coming to America to work for an American magazine, but they welcomed me with open arms.

'Destination on the right,' a robotic voice called out from the GPS on my dashboard.

'I don't think I'll ever get used to these roads,' I said to myself as I looked out at the hotel where I was supposed to be going.

Trepidations aside, I managed to drive cleanly into hotel driveway where an awaiting valet took it off my hands. 'I'm not going to be long,' I called out.

I turned and entered the hotel lobby, approaching the front desk where a friendly looking woman was waiting. 'I'm here to meet Ms. Lawrence,' I said, hoping it would be that easy.

'I'm sorry? I don't know what you're talking about,' the woman said, I thought this might happen. Since the beginning of the year when 'The Hunger Games' released, Jennifer Lawrence has been a hot property, it's no surprise that the hotel was being tight lipped about her presence there.

'I'm press,' I said, pulling out some paperwork from my satchel. "I'm with The Lowdown, I actually have an appointment... Desmond Drake,' I said.

'Oh, well in that case, she's up in room eight-oh-four, which is level eight, should I call her and tell her you're heading up?' The woman said.

'I guess,' I said. 'Why not...'

I left the front desk and headed toward the elevators. As I waited in the elevator I had a look through my notes, inside there were questions I wanted to ask; about her breakout role in 'Winters Bone', what is was like working with David O. Russell on her new film 'Silver Linings Playbook', and how it felt to have gotten so famous with the release of 'The Hunger Games'. 

There were also questions that the editor wanted me to ask, mostly tongue in cheek questions about her life, interests and hobbies and most notably and crucially, what it was like researching for the role of a sex addict. Honestly I felt like that last one was a bit crass. 'The Lowdown' is known for its deeply personal and invasive interviews, so I doubt Jennifer would have taken the interview if she wasn't prepared to answer such an obvious question.

'Come in, doors open!' Jennifer called out almost immediately after I started knocking.

I followed her suggestion, opening the door and walking into what was actually a surprisingly small hotel room. 'Hi Jennifer, I'm Desmond,' I said as I approached the kitchen Jennifer was standing in.

'Hello Desmond, I'm sorry for not opening the door but as you can see I'm a little busy,' Jennifer said, I looked and true to her word her hands were occupied with what appeared to be various ingredients for cocktails.

'It's fine,' I said. 'Bit nervous are you?'

She looked slightly sheepish as she put the finishing touches on her cocktails. 'Yeah, I've heard you guys dig really deep, so I thought I should have a drink to loosen up and well now hearing that accent I think I might need to have both,' she joked, passing me one of the drinks.

I laughed. 'Don't sweat the accent,' I said. 'If it makes you feel any better this is my first real interview in the States so... I think I just might need this drink,' I joked, taking a sip of her drink.

'So what do we do from here?' Jennifer asked, as she placed the straw in between her supple lips.

'Well we can chat for a bit, or if you'd like we can get right into it, where should I set up?' I asked, unable to move my eyes away from her beautiful facial features.

'Let's get comfortable on the couches first and see where we go from there,' Jennifer suggested, pointing toward a small living area with two couches and a coffee table.

'Lead the way,' I said, ushering her ahead of me as we made our way to the living area.

'I mean, I've done interviews before,' she said, as I took in her sexy young shapely body. 'But I recently read the interview you guys did with Scarlett and wow, she really talked a lot about her sex life!'

She was wearing a tight, navy blue dress that happened to reach just below knee level. 'Again, this is my first real interview with this magazine and it's possible I'll have a different approach,' I said.

'I don't want you to be too different, I did set this up for a reason you know!' Jennifer said as we sat down.

I nodded and watched her remove the long dark hair from her eyes as she made to consume even more of her surprisingly alcoholic cocktail. 'What do you call this drink anyway?' I asked as I set up my Dictaphone.

'I call it the Everdeen,' she said, smirking. 'Cheesy, I know.'

I laughed. 'One second, I kind of want to get that into the interview, do you mind if we start and you answer that again?'

'Go right ahead,' she said, smiling as she took another sip.

'Wonderful,' I said, quickly turning my Dictaphone on. 'Testing, testing, one, two, three,' I said, making sure the levels were correct.

'That thing hard to use?' Jennifer asked.

'Not really,' I said. 'I just try to make it look like it is, as soon as the world knows how easy it is to use a Dictaphone, interviewers will be out of a job,' I joked.

Jennifer laughed. 'I'll keep it a secret,' she said.

'Thanks,' I said. 'We're on by the way.'

'Oh, it's not live is it?' Jennifer said.

'This is being broadcast on every iPhone in the world right now,' I joked. 'Anyway,' I continued. 'What do you call this drink anyway?'

'I call it the Everdeen,' she said, batting her eyes at me. 'Do you like it?'

'I think it's quite nice actually,' I said. 'What's in it?'

'That's a family secret,' Jennifer said slyly, now having engulfed half of the drink.

'Alright, I'm going to get right into it now,' I said. 'First I'd like to start with talking about what many would consider to be your breakout role, in Winter's Bone.'

'I love that movie,' she mused.

'I think it's absolutely fantastic,' I said. 'I just wanted to ask, a lot of people at the time thought one of two things; this is either the start of a wonderful career from a wonderful actress or she's peaked too young. Did you ever fear that you may have gone right out of the gate with your best work?'

'I did a little bit,' she laughed. 'But to be honest, I knew at least I would still be famous for a while, I had X-Men and I knew that Hunger Games would be huge.'

'But critically...' I said.

Jennifer paused for a moment to take a sip from her near empty drink. 'Have you seen Silver Linings Playbook?'

'Why yes I have, I caught it in Toronto,' I said, attempting to keep up with her drinking.

'And what did you think of it?' She asked, still half-jokingly, but also with a hint of legitimacy, as if she valued my opinion.

'I loved it,' I said. 'And I especially loved you in it, such an easy aura of sexiness but sadness, it's a hard combination to get right.'

'Thank you,' she said, smiling as she finished her drink. 'I guess I knew Winters Bone wouldn't be my ceiling because I knew I had better performances in me.'

'While we're on the subject of Silver Linings, I wanted to ask, is there any truth to the rumours that Russell thought you were too young and too skinny for the role?' I asked, now half into my own drink.

'There's a little bit of truth to that, at first he thought I was too young but... as soon as we did the audition he was cool with my age,' she said.

'And about the weight?' I asked.

'I think David envisioned the character to be a bit more... bustier, so I put on a little weight for the role and well I actually quite liked it so I kept it on,' Jennifer laughed joking grabbing her breasts through her dress. 'I will have to lose it again for Hunger Games,' she added sadly.

'Just letting the record show that you grabbed your own breasts,' I said as I wrote that down on my pad, sipping my drink through the straw like a madman.

Jennifer laughed. 'We can get a photo if you want proof!' Jennifer exclaimed.

I stopped writing and looked up. 'Really?' I asked, I did have my camera with me, I was expected to take a couple of photos to use in the magazine and something like that would be a dream come true for the promotional team.

'On second thought, that would be a bit much,' she said, standing up. 'Wouldn't want readers getting the wrong idea, do you want another Everdeen?'

'Ahh... yes please,' I said, finishing off the drink and picking up my Dictaphone to follow Jennifer into the kitchen, not wanting to lose the momentum we had.

'I might get a couple photos of you making the drinks if that's alright?' I said, fishing the camera out of my satchel.

'It's a good idea of the tone of the interview I suppose,' she smirked, readying her ingredients as I took a couple of photos.

'Speaking of Everdeen,' I started, as I lined up the shot. 'The Hunger Games was a pretty huge hit, especially amongst teens, how does it feel to be teen idol of sorts.'

'It feels pretty weird to be honest,' she said, simultaneously answering the questions, squeezing fruit and still looking incredibly sexy for the camera. 'Especially because the character is so empowering to young women, it feels weird to be a role model.'

'It must be strange to be going from a role like Katniss to a role like Tiffany, where you're essentially playing a sex addict, do you ever worry that some younger more impressionable fans will go from Hunger Games to Silver Linings?' I asked, as Jennifer playfully stirred the drinks, managing to make something so mundane look so damn sexy.

'It's a bit worrying, but Tiffany's a fairly empowering character herself and I think we're a little bit trying to get some of the teenage male fans to cross over. You know like 'Katniss Everdeen playing a sex addict? This I gotta see!' She joked as I started to pack the camera up.

'That's true,' I said, grabbing an Everdeen from Jennifer as we headed back toward the couches. 'You are becoming a bit of a sex symbol, what's that like? And being so young?'

I placed my drink and Dictaphone on the coffee table as we both sat down again, this time sharing the same couch. 'Young? We're basically the same age!' Jennifer laughed.

'We actually are the same age, twenty-two, it's not like I'm saying I'm old or anything, I know I'd feel weird if I knew a lot teenagers were looking at me like they look at you,' I said, quickly putting the drink back in my mouth.

'It's actually kind of nice knowing a lot of people look at me that way, and especially because it's all my choice, they're looking at me because I want them to,' Jennifer said seriously, before brushing her hair out of her eyes and smiling at me.

I got lost in her eyes for a moment, not saying a word and instead just drinking my Everdeen and holding eye contact. 'Kind of like right now,' she said, giving me a sultry, knowing smile.

I shook my head. 'I'm sorry,' I said. 'So unprofessional.'

'Don't apologize,' she said, placing a hand on my knee. 'Like I said, you wouldn't be staring if I didn't want you to.'

'I just have one more question to ask you,' I said, hoping that I was reading the vibe correctly.

'Ask away,' she said, taking a sip and scooting closer toward me so that her thighs were pressed against mine.

'In Silver Linings, you're playing a sex addict,' I started.

'Yes,' she breathed, knowing exactly the question that was coming.

'Did you do any research? Go to any sex addict's anonymous meetings or...'

'Or?' She questioned, raising her eyebrow at me.

'Or well, anything, you know... more hands on,' I said, sheepishly.

'Are you asking me if I had a bunch of sex with random guys, for a movie?' She asked me, hand still on me knee and her eyes as intense as ever.

'To be honest you know, they make me ask these-'

'No, I didn't,' she answered simply.

'I figured as much,' I said, taking another sip from the drink as her hand stayed put on my knee.

'But you know, it's never really too late,' she said, reaching toward my Dictaphone and turning it off. 'I think that would be a good time to end the interview.'

I was now rock hard. 'Those teen fans will love it,' I joked as she slid her hand across my thigh up to my crotch.

'I was in a relationship the whole time I shot that movie,' she said, her hand now touching the outline of my cock. 'I never really got a chance to properly research it... but now,' she said while lightly stroking my dick.

I put my drink down and placed my hands on her soft cheeks. 'I don't know why you decided to choose me, but I'm glad that I can be of service,' I said before kissing her soft supple lips.

'I'm a sucker for an English accent,' she said through my lips as she unzipped my fly.

'Jolly good then,' I mocked before lunging into a deeper, more passionate kiss.

She laughed and pulled my cock out of my underwear, lightly jacking it. 'Sexy and funny,' she said softly, her hand now wrapped around my member.

'The complete package,' I said, shoving my tongue into her mouth and letting my hands wander down to her shoulders.

I pulled her straps down and gripped her shoulders, kissing her harshly as our tongues pressed together. She was jacking my cock with both hands now, her silver bracelet slightly jingling with each motion. 'Mmm,' I moaned into her mouth as I slid her straps down, revealing she wasn't wearing a bar.

She quickly stopped me, removing her hands from my cock. 'Not yet,' she said, pulling her straps back up.

'Alright,' I said, lifting my hands up defensively.

She laughed as she climbed down off the couch onto her knees. 'Relax, I just want to get to know you better,' she said as she pulling my trousers and underwear all the way down until they were at my ankles.

'That's better isn't it?' She said as she took my now admittedly more comfortable cock back into her hands.

'Good call,' I said as she restarted on jacking me off, this time with increased fervour.

'Fuck,' I moaned a she increased her pace, using one hand to stimulate the head and another to jack the shaft.

She smirked at me as she did her duty, licking her lips and practically salivating while she jerked me as if she couldn't wait to let her mouth join the party. She seemed to want to tease it out of me though, so instead she merely brought her face closer to my cock and breathed heavily on it so I could only just barely feel her presence.

'I can't believe this,' I breathed as I rubbed my face with my hands, looking through my fingers at the gorgeous movie star that was prepping to blow me.

'Jesus,' I moaned as she kissed the tip of my dick, slowly puckering her full lips together as she sloppily pressed them against my cock which was now leaking of pre-cum.

'I don't know how much longer I can handle this,' I moaned, watching her as she kissed down my cock, leaving a trail of lipstick and spit in her wake.

'I'm gonna need you,' she kissed the base of my cock. 'To hold on for as long as you can,' she kissed my cock again. 'Because it's been a long time for me.' She opened her mouth and licked up my shaft before placing her lips around the head of my cock.

'Holy fuck,' I gasped, no one this beautiful in my entire life had ever been near my cock, let alone actually sucked it, as she was starting to do.

'You gotta tell me if I'm good because,' she kissed my cock over and over again, sometimes letting her tongue out. 'I wanna be real good.'

'You're, you're good, you're real fucking good,' I insisted, looking her in the eyes with the biggest grin on my face.

'Well how could you know that?' Jennifer asked as she gripped my cock again. 'I haven't even started sucking you yet.'

Jennifer took half of my cock in her mouth, pressing her tongue against it and sucking as hard as she could. 'Wow,' I moaned, eyes now rolling into the back of my head.

'Mmm,' Jennifer moaned, lifting my cock out of her mouth, blowing and licking as she did. 'You have a very lovely tasting cock Desmond,' she said.

'Call me Des,' I said, stroking her wet cheek.

'Okay Des,' she said, emphasising my name. 'I love the taste of your cock Des.'

'Thanks,' I said, pulling her face up to mine and kissing her on the lips.

'You're welcome,' she said as our lips parted.

After a second of staring into each other's eyes she quickly got back down on her knees, but instead of sucking my cock she turned around. 'Think you can help me with this?' she asked, gesturing to the zipper on the back of her dress.

'With pleasure,' I said, unzipping it as fast as I could.

The dress collapsed to the floor, immediately revealing to me her bare back and sexy naked ass. 'Fuck,' I said, gripping an ass cheek in my hand. 'You've got one hell of a body on you,' I complimented as I squeezed.

'Flattery will get you everywhere,' she said, twisting her head back slightly to look at me. 'Want to see the rest?'

'You bet,' I said, drool appearing on my lips I let go of her ass, letting her turn around to show me her glorious tits.

'Holy shit,' I exclaimed, taking her tits in my hands. 'These are fucking incredible,' I said rubbing them and squeezing them with my fingers.

'I'm glad you like them,' she said as she bent back down and took my cock in her mouth, her titties firmly in my hands.

I squeezed her nipples as she bobbed up and down on my cock, her hair draping down to obscure most of the action. I could feel like I was going to cum at any second though so I tapped her on the back of her head, waiting for her to pull my cock back out of her mouth again.

'What's up?" She asked, saliva dripping from her mouth.

'I'm gonna cum,' I said, gripping her left tit tighter.

'Oh please baby don't cum yet,' she begged. 'What if I change it up a bit?' She asked.

'I'll try whatever you want,' I said, letting go of her tits and leaning back down to kiss her forehead.

'How about this?' She questioned, pushing me back up and getting to her feet, revealing her pink shaved pussy to me for the first time.

'This could work,' I said as she straddled me, ripping my shirt of as her tits jiggled around.

'You just let me take control baby,' Jennifer moaned, throwing my clothes to the floor and hovering over my cock.

'Fuck,' I exclaimed, finally coming to my senses. 'I don't have a condom.'

'It's okay,' she moaned as she kissed my neck. 'I'm on the pill.'

'Perfect,' I said kissing her on the lips and gripping her waist.

She immediately shoved my cock into her wet pussy, causing a wave of pleasure to shoot right up my spine. 'Fuck that's nice,' I moaned.

'Mmm,' she moaned as she took the entirety of my cock inside her. 'Your cock is the perfect size for my cunt.'

'I'm going to take that as a compliment,' I joked as she bucked up and down on my cock.

'You should,' Jennifer said. 'Your dicks like that goldilocks story... it's just right,' she joked a look of pleasure on her face as she rode my cock.

'Same goes for your pussy baby,' I moaned gripping her ass cheeks as she ploughed up and down on my pole.

'Mmm, fuck,' she moaned as she rode harder.

'Ride me baby,' I moaned as she did just that, her perfect tits jiggling up and down.

I took one of her tits in my mouth, biting down on her nipple causing her to moan louder. 'Just fuck me a little longer baby,' she exclaimed. 'Just last a little longer.'

'Fuck that,' I said. 'I'm getting a second wind, I could go for hours,' I insisted, bucking my hips upwards causing a loud slapping sound to occur each time our bodies met.

'Fuck me just like that baby,' Jennifer seethed, hips gyrating on my cock.


The Lowdown Ch. 01



'Want me to fuck you harder?' I questioned, her nipple still in my mouth.

'Fucking destroy me Des,' Jennifer begged, sweat dripping down her face as her hair bounced all over the place.

'Alright,' I said, picking her up and pushing her down onto the couch, flicking my trousers and underwear off completely and immediately jamming my cock as hard as I could into her as we transitioned into a missionary position.

'Ahhh fuck!' Jennifer gasped as I piled into her, ramming her with every ounce of energy that I had.

I gripped her legs pulling her up into a mild wheelbarrow position as I fucked her with all my might. Sweat was dripping from my own face, reminding me of just how close I was to cumming. I wanted to make sure she came first though, it was my first time with a celebrity, I didn't want to get a bad reputation.

'I'm cumming! Ahh!' Jennifer moaned, squirting a little over my cock, basically giving me the go ahead to finish whenever I wanted.

I took one of my hands and gripped one of her flailing tits and slowed my tempo down a bit, wanted to savour every last moment I had inside her. Quickly though, I came hard, deep into her pussy, shooting harder than I had ever done before.

'Fuck,' I moaned, laying down on top of Jennifer and kissing her on her soft now soaking wet lips.

'Mmm,' Jennifer breathed through my lips. 'That was a good interview.'

'Something tells me I will have to do some heavy editing to that,' I laughed, kissing her on the cheek again as I pulled my softening cock out of her.

The two of us moved slightly so that we were able to lay next to each other on the couch. 'Well, we could always try again tomorrow?' Jennifer suggested before kissing me again.

'Well the piece isn't due for another couple of days so... let's just... see where it takes us?' I said, before fully embracing her again. 

End of Chapter 1



The Lowdown Ch. 02



Disclaimer: I do not intend for anyone to mistake this as being true and real. It is a fictional story involving fake versions of celebrities all over the age of 18.

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Chapter 2: Old School

November 2012

It appeared that I had become the go-to guy for 'The Lowdown' when it came to interviewing high-profile actresses, as it wasn't long after Jennifer that I found myself talking to Anne Hathaway. She was nice enough, a pleasant person to talk to and she seemed to know exactly what I wanted to hear. This wasn't surprising, after all she'd already had quite a few features with 'The Lowdown' in the past, so it's likely she probably knew more than me about it.

'This is pretty good,' my boss, Steven Saunders stated after reading through my rough draft of the article. 'She's a pro that Hathaway,' he said.

'Thanks, I had a good read of the previous articles before talking to her, so I could get a good idea of what I could get away with,' I said, watching his eyes as he continued to look over my work.

'I think you could have gotten away with more,' Steven said sternly, placing the article down on the desk.

'What makes you say that?' I asked, looking at my older boss in the eyes, he had a good fifteen years on me, and you could see the experience in the way that he looked at me.

'Well you may have noticed that all the previous articles written about Anne were all written by the same person... me,' he said.

'Really?' I asked. I couldn't believe that I didn't notice something so obvious.

'Yeah, really,' he responded. 'So I know from experience that she's willing to offer up a little bit more than she did here.'

'I read your articles though, and I didn't see anything more racy than what I managed to get,' I said, trying to think about what I may have missed.

He furrowed his brow, slightly frustrated with the point in the conversation he'd brought us to. 'That's probably because you haven't read the original version of the articles,' he admitted.

'To be fair, I shouldn't be expected to have read something that was never released,' I said, feeling quite sure that Steven was being a tad unreasonable.

'You're right, honestly I guess I'm just feeling a little nostalgic for my early days... today marks two years since I've been the editor here and well... I probably would have been doing this article if I wasn't,' he said.

I was starting to feel awkward, it felt like Steven was about to open up to me or something and to be honest I was in no mood. 'Sir, can I head off?' I asked suddenly. 'I mean, are you happy with the article?'

He considered me for a moment. 'You're good Des... but...' He stood up and pulled a key out from his pocket and made for the file cabinet to his left.

I followed him. 'Des, I'd like you to give this a read,' Steven said as I approached the cabinet and noticed that inside were many folders with many famous names; Halle Berry, Angelina Jolie, Jennifer Lopez to name a few.

'Are these-?'

'The original undoctored versions of my articles,' he finished, pulling out one of a few labelled Anne Hathaway, this one had the year 2003 marked on it.

'Why weren't they ever published?' I asked as he opened up the folder and flicked through the pages.

'Well for one part, they're barely articles, more diary entries, which is how I form things before I make them into the articles you read,' he said, handing me the folder.

'And the other part?' I questioned as I looked at the first page.

'Well, it gets a bit too personal, I couldn't possibly reveal to the world what is written in these pages, careers, marriages and lives would be ruined,' he said, closing the cabinet and locking it again.

'Can I take it home?' I asked.

'Go ahead, but remember I'll fire you and promptly sue the living shit out of you if you ever show anyone else,' he said calmly, returning to his desk.

I left the office and made my way back home, quickly getting to my desk excited to read what Steven had experienced.

*

I thought that being on the job for four years meant that nothing could surprise me. I thought wrong. Chief Johnson sent me to follow around Disney good girl Anne Hathaway for a few days while she shoots her new film around Los Angeles. The new movie in question is to be called Havoc and it will be her coming out party as a legitimate actress. Up until now I'd never even really thought of Anne as anything besides what she had been sold to me as, a kid... but this last weekend... well I certainly don't see her as the star of The Princess Diaries.

I showed up to the set just as she was finishing up shooting a scene, she was wearing light pink lipstick, hoop earrings, a black singlet with a very visible lace black bra underneath and big denim jeans with a thick three prong belt. That matched with the books and the heavy eye make-up really screamed of a young star wanting to be taken seriously, but she assured me that this was merely for the scene.

'So what kind of scene were you shooting?' I asked as we entered my car, she wanted to take me to some kind of party.

'Basically the scene is me faking an orgasm while my boyfriend films it,' Anne responded coolly, as if what she was saying wasn't basically sacrilege coming from her Disney branded lips.

'That's a huge departure from everything you've done up until now,' I said. 'Is that the reason you took on a role like this?'

'A little bit,' she said, smiling at me as she put her seatbelt on. 'I don't want to quickly get typecast as a good girl you know?'

'Sort of like what's happening to Lindsay Lohan,' I said as I started the car.

'Exactly,' she said. 'I don't want to become too heavily associated with all of that stuff so that people get outraged when I do something different.'

'It's smart,' I said. 'It would take something pretty major for Lindsay to stop being seen the way she does.'

'Yeah,' she said. 'I just want to be ahead of the curve.'

She is very smart for her age, still a few months away from being able to drink and already she was wise to the way the Hollywood game was played. Even at 27, I myself don't feel like I have the world as worked out as she seems to. I think she'll go very far indeed.

'Are you doing any nude scenes?' I asked boldly. 'Or are you going to tease those out over your career?'

'I go topless, in fact the scene we just shot was a topless scene, but I don't show anything else, I think I'll tease out my body parts,' she joked, laughing a little as she spoke.

'I'm sure a lot of young boys will be excited to see that,' I stated.

'I hope it's not just young boys, hopefully men your age and even older want to see as well,' she said, in a slightly seductive manner.

'Men and women of all ages will be interested,' I said, looking away from the road at her to see she was staring me down. 'Trust me.'

I looked back at the road and the topic changed to the director of the film and the writer, how she initially got into the role and all of that good stuff. I made sure to record all of it on my Dictaphone. Eventually though, we made it to the party she wanted me to see and to be honest it did not look like the type of place a young actress should be at all.

'Are you sure this is the place?' I asked, the party looked like it was out of control, drunken teens making a mess of an expensive looking house in the suburbs.

'I met these people while researching for this movie, they're cool, there's no gang members or anything, just some cool young people,' Anne said as I parked the car across the street. 'You're not gonna call the cops if I have a couple of drinks are you?'

'I won't call the cops, but I certainly won't be able to put it in the article,' I said as we climbed out of the car. 'Or if I do, I'll have to talk about this party as if it's something I only heard about from you.'

'That's cool with me,' Anne said, taking my hand as I fiddled with my Dictaphone making sure it wouldn't fall out of my open bag.

As she dragged me inside the wild house party she made sure to nod at the people she recognised and even made time to talk to a couple of the people that merely recognised her. The inside of the house was even more raucous than it looked from the outside, multitudes of young people were drinking, doing drugs and being openly affectionate in a way that only drunk college students can.

'This is starting to really test the limits of plausible deniability,' I said as I surveyed the party.

'Calm down and have a drink,' Anne said, placing a cold beer in my free hand. It was then that I noticed that Anne still had my hand in hers. 'Come and meet my friends,' she said.

We took to a free space on the couches in between a couple of stoners and pair of young women who were hard into a make out session. 'This is Justin and Kyle,' Anne said, referring to the two stoners sitting next to her.

'Hi,' I said. 'I'm uh... Steven.'

Each guy reached over Anne to shake my hand, Justin managed to take this opportunity to pass Anne a joint. 'Nice to meet you man,' Justin said as he leant back and watched Anne take a toke.

'Jesus,' I said to myself as I watched the twenty year old do drugs.

'I know right,' Justin said, clearly misinterpreting my tone. 'She looks so hot when she smokes.'

'Come here,' Anne said, gesturing with the joint.

Justin leant forward and kissed Anne on the lips. 'You want to have a go?' Justin asked through Anne's lips.

'I...' For a split second I honestly thought he was asking me if I wanted to have a go at kissing his apparent girlfriend.

'Do you smoke?' He asked, making me realise he now had the joint in his hand and was waving it in my face.

'You're not a narc are you?' Anne joked as she turned from Justin and looked at me.

'I dabbled a little in high school,' I admitted. 'I never really had much access.'

Anne took the joint from Justin's hands and flipped it around so the lit end was facing her. 'You've got the access now,' she said before putting it in her mouth and bring it close to my face.

Before I could react she'd cupped her hands over my mouth and blew an onslaught of smoke into my mouth, forcing me to inhale it. 'Fuck,' I said, coughing as she moved back away from me, putting the joint into Kyle's hands as she returned to making out with Justin.

From then on, things became a bit of a haze. It appeared I'd never actually been stoned before because what was happening to my body was unlike anything I had ever experienced. Hours or minutes or even seconds must have passed as I sat between two making out couples, drinking beer and sharing the joint with Kyle.

'This isn't how I imagined this interview going,' I said eventually as I watched Justin pull down Anne's singlet revealing her black lace bra that barely covered her rock hard nipples.

He instantly started mauling at her bra covered breasts, sucking face with her as her hands gripped his face. It was around then that I noticed that I was starting to get an erection, which seems like a perfectly fair response to what I was seeing.

'Got any good material?' Anne asked as she leant back, putting her head in my lap as Justin ventured down to her belly button, kissing it and groping at her waist with the same enthusiasm he did her mouth and tits.

Anne looked at me with her cute doe eyes. There was no way she didn't feel the growing erection in my pants, I could feel it rubbing against the back of her head. 'I think I have a lot more than I was ever expected to get,' I said, looking down at her beautiful thick lips as they smiled at me mischievously.

'I even learnt stuff about you,' Anne said. 'Like how big your cock is.'

I merely smiled dumbly, way too stoned to be embarrassed. I started to stroke her hair, almost as a reflex to her head being in my lap, and she didn't seem to mind. Her boyfriend may as well have been a million miles away, still fumbling with his attempts to undo her belt.

'I'm gonna take Justin into the other room and let him fuck my brains out,' Anne said in a matter of fact manner. 'Do you want to come and further document the night?'

Somehow my cock got even harder at the thought of watching Anne get fucked by some stoner in the back room of some dirty house party. 'I guess that answers my question,' Anne smirked, leaning back up out of my lap to whisper something to the struggling Justin.

He nodded and picked Anne up, carrying her toward the stairs as she looked back at me over his shoulder, biting her sexy bottom lip. 'That's my cue,' I said to a completely greened out Kyle.

He vaguely nodded as I stood up, grabbed my bag with the still recording Dictaphone inside and followed the interesting couple up the stairs. We passed a few occupied rooms on the way to finding one of our own, one of which was filled with three or four dudes gangbanging a chick. A scene which really put what we were about to do into some perspective.

The moment we got into the room Justin threw Anne onto the bed, immediately getting right down to ripping her clothes off. It was a messy sight to behold, he managed to rip off her singlet and bra, freeing her surprisingly big tits and her perfect nipples. He couldn't quite work out her belt and boots though, so she had to remove those herself, making sure to maintain eye contact with me the whole time while her boyfriend groped and kissed at her erect nipples.

'Fuck me,' Anne moaned after finally removing all of her clothing, giving me and anyone who may be watching as they walk pass the wide open door a view of her clean shaved pink pussy.

Justin wasted no time shoving his erect cock deep into her cunt, causing her to grip the sheets and moan as she was violated by the stoner. He was rough with her, gripping and squeezing her tits while he slammed into her. I stood there, hard cock pressing against my jeans, watching her get reamed.

'You can... ahhh! Jerk off if you want!' Anne exclaimed through moans, clearly aware of my cock troubles, not even paying any attention to the man who was rapidly entering her.

I nodded and stood next to the bed, making sure to keep close to the couple as I undid my belt. 'Should I close the door?' I asked while pulling my pants down.

'No!' She exclaimed, causing her boyfriend to stop to check if she was alright. 'No you're fine,' she said. 'Keep fucking me.'

He nodded and resumed his rough treatment of her pussy, gripping her waist in his hands. 'Alright then,' I said to myself as I pulled my shirt off, pushing away my pants and belt with my feet, only slightly fearful of the possibility someone could walk in and watch an esteemed journalist watch Anne Hathaway get fucked.

'That is a nice cock!' Anne exclaimed once she got a good look at my equipment.

'Thanks baby,' Justin said, dimly thinking she was talking to him.

I gripped my cock and immediately began jerking it to the scene that had unfolded in front of me, paying special attention to the size and shape of Anne's nipples.

'Eat my pussy baby,' Anne moaned.

Justin nodded and pulled himself out of Anne, crawling backwards on his knees until Anne's sweet cunt was in his mouth. Anne moaned and gestured for me to move closer to her. I did as she wanted, moving forward so that my cock was basically right up next to her face. 

'This feels as nice as it looks,' Anne stated as she gripped my cock, sharing it with my own hand.

'Same could be said about your hand,' I joked, before immediately resigning to pleasure as Anne Hathaway jerked me off.

'How does that feel baby,' Anne questioned, thumbing the head of my cock and licking her lips.

'Feels pretty good,' I said and then I felt a little bold, and I guess stoned and drunk. 'But you know what would feel even better?'

I placed my hand on her face, and slid my thumb around her lips. 'I never took you as someone so forward,' Anne stated, now breathing a little heavier. 'I like it.'

'I'm going to take that as a yes,' I said, gripping the back of her head and pulling it toward my cock.

Anne smiled and rubbed her thick bottom lip against my cock. 'You want it in my mouth baby?' Anne questioned.

I nodded encouragingly, watching her as she kissed the head of my cock and began rubbing it against her lips and cheeks. 'Christ,' I moaned as she finally took the head of my cock in her mouth.

Justin noticed this and suddenly pulled away from Anne's cunt. 'I want some of this action,' he said, getting up from the bed and walking to stand next to me.

'The more the merrier,' Anne said as she pulled herself off the bed and got to her knees in front of us.

Justin smiled at me as Anne took my cock back into her mouth, making sure to jerk off Justin with her free hand. 'Can you believe that's Anne Hathaway sucking your cock?' Justin asked.

Justin didn't know that Anne was merely the latest in a long line of famous women so I could understand why he thought I'd be over the moon with excitement, as he clearly was. 'It's totally crazy,' I said, and admittedly it was pretty weird considering her status as a good Disney girl.

'Mmm, you've got such a tasty cock,' Anne moaned as she pulled my cock out of her mouth and made to replace it with Justin's.

'Thanks,' I said, stroking her hair while she simultaneously jerked me off and sucked off Justin.

She then quickly went to suck me off again, this time I decided to grip her tit while she did. 'Use me,' Anne moaned as she wiped her lips with my cock.

'You want to be used?' I asked, now gripping her tit tighter.

'Use me,' she simply repeated.

I pulled my cock out of her mouth and pulled her to her feet, immediately throwing her on the bed. 'Yeah, fucking manhandle me,' she moaned as I shoved my cock deep into her cunt.

'Fuck yeah!' She moaned as I gripped her legs in my hand, ploughing into her as Justin watched, stroking his own cock.

I gripped her legs tighter and pulled the two of us onto the bed, fucking her in a wheelbarrow position. 'Yes, fuck me just like that!' She begged.

I fucked her like this for a little while before flipping her over and letting her ride my cock. 'Oh fuck yes!' She moaned, gripping my waist and letting her tits jiggle as she rode my cock.

Justin moved closer to the bed so he was directly behind her and immediately started kissing her. She smiled and grabbed his cock in response, jerking it while she bucked on my dick. 'Suck his cock baby,' I exclaimed as I pumped upwards into her pussy.

She didn't need to be asked twice. She pulled him down by his dick so that he was lying next to me and took his cock right into her mouth. I took this opportunity to contort the two of us into a sort of diagonal position, where I was ramming upwards into her and she was able to lean down and suck Justins cock.

We maintained this rhythm for a little while and I noticed from the corner of my eye we had acquired a couple of voyeurs who appeared to be entranced with our extreme sexual positions.

'I can't believe I'm watching Anne Hathaway get double teamed,' one of them exclaimed, cock in one hand and a beer in the other as he slowly entered the room.

'Spit roast her!' Another one called out as I continued to thrust upwards into Anne's cunt.

Not one to disappoint an engaged audience I pulled my cock out of Anne and flipped her over, making sure her face was down and my cock was readied against her pussy. I started to take her from behind, much to the pleasure of the audience who were calling out in approval as I fucked her as hard as I could.

My pelvis smashed repeatedly into her ass cheeks. 'Oh yeah, fuck me, treat me like a porn star,' Anne moaned as I gripped her perfect white butt.

Anne's face was right at the edge of the bed so Justin took this opportunity to get up and shove his cock into her mouth. 'Mmm,' she moaned, mouth full of cock again.

Soon our male audience started to fill in the room, cocks all out and jerking, clearly waiting for their turn. I wasn't going to lose my position though, so I gave the three boys a look that assured them they would only be able to take the mouth.




The Lowdown Ch. 02



The bravest of the voyeurs moved closer, tapping Justin on the shoulder as he skull fucked Miss Hathaway. 'This cool with you?' Justin asked, pulling his cock out of her mouth and gesturing to the guy standing next to him.

'Fill me up,' Anne said, smiling cheekily as saliva and pre-cum dripped from her mouth.

The other guy took this as a yes, pushing Justin out of the way and immediately shoving his cock in the teen idols awaiting mouth. All the while I was still fucking her from behind, building up my speed and feeling like I could cum at any moment.

Anne took Justin's cock with her left hand and jerked it, not wanting her initial partner to feel left out in any way. Meanwhile the two remaining men had moved to stand in line, tapping their friend on the shoulder in hopes that he would share the pie.

'I have an idea,' I said realising that there was one way to leave nobody left out.

Our guest pulled his cock out of Anne's mouth. 'Idea for what?' He asked.

I didn't answer, instead I just pulled my cock out of Anne and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her to the ground. 'Ride my cock baby,' I commanded once I had laid myself flat, pulling her by the waist so she was on her knees hovering over my cock in a reverse cowgirl position.

'Good idea baby,' Anne breathed as she lowered her cunt over my cock.

'Fuck yes,' I moaned, gripping her hips as she did most of the work, resigning myself to playing a more passive role on the gangbang.

'You're a genius man,' Justin exclaimed as the four men crowded around her.

Anne took a cock in her mouth and then a cock in each hand, jerking and sucking her way through three out of four men. She was good though, making sure to never leave one of them unstimulated for very long, constantly switching and swapping between sucking and jerking the various cocks.

Meanwhile I was taking a bit more control of the way Anne's pussy gyrated on my cock, manually twisting and spinning her by way of her hips. 'I think I'm gonna cum,' I exclaimed through gritted teeth, it was now my mission to make sure I came before any of these other guys.

'Fuck,' I moaned, manually popping her pussy as hard as I could, practically jerking off with her body before quickly and roughly cumming hard into her young tight pussy.

'Mmm,' Hathaway moaned as I filled her.

I quickly pulled my cock out of her, and offered her now used pussy to whichever of the guys that wanted it. 'Thanks man,' Justin said, springing at the opportunity to take her pussy again.

'No problem,' I said as I moved around the room, putting my clothes on and grabbing my bag with the still recording Dictaphone.

'Miss Hathaway,' I started as I made it to the door. 'I'll send you a copy of the article before I publish it.'

Anne merely moaned in pleasure, barely even aware I was leaving the room. I left immediately after that, jumping in my car and driving home as quickly as I could, I wanted to make sure I'd get every single detail right for this journal entry.

*

I looked up from the pages, realising that my boss's story had made me completely hard. 'I can't believe this is true,' I thought to myself as I put the folder up onto my desk, undoing my trousers and opening my draw for some lube. 

'True or not it's still pretty hot,' I thought, as I jerked off to the lurid writing.

The next day I went back to the office with the folder, deciding to confront my boss about what I had read.

'Is this true?' I asked, the moment I entered his office.

He looked up at me, an amused look on his face. 'Yes,' he said simply before looking back down at whatever it was he was working on.

'And you have more of these?' I asked. 'Did something like this happen every time you interviewed her?'

'Not just her,' he said. 'I've had a lot of luck over the years, I know it might be hard to believe.'

I thought for a moment about my experience with Jennifer Lawrence just a week earlier, and my various experiences with her since. 'It's not that hard to believe,' I admitted.

Steven gave me a strange look, almost like he wanted to ask me something, but he apparently decided against it, because he merely stayed silent.

'Can I... read the other ones?' I asked, remembering all the famous names I'd noticed in the cabinet.

'In time,' Steven said. 'In time.'

End of Chapter 2



The Lowdown Ch. 03



Disclaimer: I do not intend for anyone to mistake this as being true and real. It is a fictional story involving fake versions of celebrities all over the age of 18.

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Chapter 3: My Week with Jennifer

December 2012

Some would see going from interviewing big names like Anne Hathaway and Jennifer Lawrence to visiting the set of the second season of a Lifetime original television program as being a step down. But when that program happens to involve Jennifer Love Hewitt constantly wearing skimpy outfits while pretending to jerk men off, you'd tend to think that maybe it's more of a reward for good work than a punishment.

I was supposed to spend one whole week on set with Jennifer, really getting into the ins and outs of not only her role but her life in general. It was pretty much supposed to be a fluff piece, and Steven Saunders (my boss) specifically told me that this was more of a Christmas bonus than a real hard hitting assignment.

***MONDAY***

'So this will be your office for the week,' one of the assistants said as she opened the door to a smallish office.

'Thanks,' I said as she walked me inside, it was basically bare, a desk with two cheap looking chairs was all that was provided.

'I hope this will be good enough,' the woman said, clearly knowing that it wasn't the most glamourous of spaces.

'This will be fine,' I assured. 'I don't imagine I'll be spending much time in here anyway.'

She smiled and headed out. 'Jennifer's just finishing up shooting a scene right now, she'll be over here in a few minutes.'

'Great,' I said. 'Thanks.'

She left the room, closing the door behind her. Immediately I moved over to the crappy desk they had provided me with and pulled out my notepad and my trusty Dictaphone, making sure to place them neatly on the desk.

'Let's see what we have here,' I said to myself, pulling out a small stack of folders from my satchel.

There were four separate folders, each from Steven Saunders' private collection, each of them presumably containing a lurid story of sex with Jennifer Love Hewitt. Each were labelled with different years; '2001', '2005', '2010' and '2011' respectively. It seemed that Steven and Jennifer had a career spanning love affair.

I opened up the folder marked '2001' and thumbed through it, reading about a pretty intense first meeting between the two. My goal with reading these wasn't just to read about Jennifer in sexy situations, it was more about finding out everything Steven knew so I could in turn dig deeper with my interview.

It took me all the way to '2010' to get to the really dirty stuff, the sort of stuff I can't imagine Jennifer would ever want anyone else to know, let alone the world at large - something I imagine she wouldn't even talk to her current boyfriend about.

Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. 'Come in!' I exclaimed, quickly hiding all of the folders, shoving them back into my satchel.

'Alright,' Jennifer sung as she opened the door, revealing herself in her buxom glory as she entered the room.

For a moment I was completely taken by surprise. I always knew she had a body to die for but I'd never thought I'd be so up close and personal with it, especially not while she was wearing something that so accentuated her best features. 

She was wearing a very simple long pair of tight black jeans, which wrapped around her black lace cleavage boosting top and huge sexy ass snugly, even though she wasn't wearing a belt. Her tits seemed to be held together by the grace of god alone, from the looks of it she wasn't wearing a bra which gave off the impression that they might fall out at a moment's notice.

'Take a seat,' I said, simultaneously standing up and shoving my satchel on the ground.

She took my now outstretched hand, looked down at my half open satchel and smiled at me. 'They really don't take care of you guys do they?' She commented as we shook, referring to the room we were in.

'It's fine,' I said as the two of us sat down in our respective seats. 'I intend to be a very mobile and hands on interviewer, today and maybe Friday will probably be the only days we talk in here.'

'That's a shame,' she said, taking off her sunglasses and lightly shaking her long, wavy, brown and blonde hair. 'I feel kinda comfortable in here, away from prying eyes.'

'Well we are probably going to get quite intimate, this is The Lowdown after all,' I said, looking deep into her eyes, attempting not to stare at her heaving tits too obviously.

'I'm very familiar with how The Lowdown operates,' Jennifer said, leaning forward a little bit, making it almost impossible for me not to gawk at her chest.

'You've had a lot of interviews with us before, with Steven Saunders,' I said, now fearing my neck would break.

'I'm assuming you've read them?' Jennifer said, leaving forward a little further still.

'What?' I said awkwardly. 'Me... read... I...' Suddenly I remembered that she was likely referring to the actual published articles, not the raw accounts Steven kept for himself. 'Yes, of course, I have to do all my research.'

'You can look you know,' Jennifer said, an amused smile on her face. 'It would be pretty harsh if I wore something like this and got offended if a man wanted to look.'

'Oh thank god,' I said, immediately ripping my eyes away from hers and staring right down at her ample cleavage.

'I don't usually dress like this you know,' Jennifer laughed, clearly finding the humour in my unsubtle gawking. 'It was for a scene on the show, I'm usually quite conservative.'

'Conservative huh?' I said as I maintained eye to tit contact.

'Yeah,' she said slowly, catching on that I didn't quite believe her.

I brought my eyes back up to hers. 'Do you mind if we start the interview?' I placed my finger over the Dictaphone's on switch.

'As long as you've had your fill,' Jennifer said, leaning back and sitting upright in the chair.

'I can't promise I won't check in every now and then, but I've finally processed their existence,' I joked as I flipped the switch on.

'That's all I can hope for,' she said smugly, jokingly pushing up her tits.

'That's gonna set me back,' I stated, eyes moving back downwards.

Jennifer laughed. 'I'm guessing you have some questions?'

'Yes,' I said, grabbing my pad and looking at the prepared questions, deciding to leave the questions Steven suggested to last.

'You've done a lot of TV in your career, what attracts you about it? Is it the stableness of the work? A lot of actors like how much time they get with their characters.'

'That's actually a common misconception, about it being steady work,' Jennifer answered.

'What do you mean?'

'Sure it's steady, one season at a time, but once a year is finished, unless you're on NCIS or the Big Bang Theory, you have no idea if you're coming back again, it can be quite stressful,' Jennifer explained.

'That's actually an excellent point,' I said. 'So what is it that attracts you?'

'I think it would have to be the relationships you form,' Jennifer said.

'You get to work with the same people every day for what could be years, it's really quite nice,' Jennifer answered, her smile broadening as she talked.

'That's a perfect segue to my next question,' I said, looking from my pad, up to Jennifer's tits and then up to her face. 'You met your current boyfriend on the set of this show, what's it like working with him every day?'

'Oh it's wonderful,' she said. 'He's so understanding.'

'Understanding?' I looked into her eyes as I said this, and she smiled cheekily and let her eyes wander a bit.

'Well, it's kind of a sexy show and well... I'm not always sexy with him,' Jennifer explained.

'Yes, that would be interesting, how does he deal with watching you... well you know... all the guys,' I asked.

'It's all about trust and changing your definition of what makes a relationship work,' Jennifer said.

'So what does that entail?' I asked.

'Well it's simple, if a part of your relationship is being with other men then that has to become a part of the fabric of your definition of trust,' Jennifer said.

'Just so we're clear, you're talking strictly about on set?' I asked, eyeing her down carefully.

'Yes, of course,' she said breaking into laughter for a moment but immediately shaking her head and mouthing 'No.'

I looked at her shocked. She had just admitted to me that she and her boyfriend had an open relationship, clearly though she didn't want the whole world to know. It made me wonder for a moment though, because she clearly wanted to make sure I knew.

'I think we have enough for today,' I said, turning off the Dictaphone.

'Getting too hot for you huh?' Jennifer joked as she licked her bubble-gum coloured lips.

'I just want to savour it,' I explained, smiling at her. 'The questions only get more intimate from here.'

'I'm guessing Steven suggested a couple?' Jennifer said, standing up and putting both hands on the desk. 'I'm also guessing you read the real articles?'

'Is it that obvious?' I asked, staring into her deep cleavage.

'I'm willing to bet they're in that bag you so quickly tried to hide when I walked in,' Jennifer said, leaning even further forward.

Despite the sheer amount of cleavage that was inches away from my face, I looked up into her eyes. 'You'd be right,' I said.

'What do you think?' Jennifer asked, her face now right up to mine.

Her thighs were pressed against the edge of the desk. 'About these?' I asked, referring to her tits.

'No silly, it's pretty obvious how you feel about these, I'm asking about the articles,' Jennifer said seductively.

'I uh... I like them, obviously,' I said awkwardly.

'Did they turn you on?' Jennifer asked.

'Oh yeah,' I said. 'Rock hard.'

Jennifer kissed me softly on the lips. 'Honestly I was expecting to get Steven back but... I guess you're gonna have to do.'

She pulled herself up on to the desk, and slid across until her legs were hanging over my side. 'Whatever you need,' I said as she pulled herself off the desk and onto my lap, immediately wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me into a deep kiss.

I placed my hands on her ass, pushing them underneath her jeans until I was touching her thong. 'I woulda thought you'd have gone straight for the tits with the way you were staring at them,' Jennifer said as she pulled out of the kiss.

'You don't just start with the main course,' I said before kissing her again, this time shoving my tongue into her mouth.

'Mmm,' she moaned. 'I like your style,' she said as I gripped her ass cheeks tightly.

'Mmm,' I moaned. 'I like your ass.'

Jennifer laughed and pulled out to kiss my cheeks and the sides of my mouth. 'You remind me of a younger Steven,' she said.

'Can we not talk about my boss right now?' I asked as I pulled my hands out of her jeans and placed them on her waist.

'Fair enough,' she said. 'How about I give you something to take your mind off of it.'

Jennifer reached down and grabbed each of my hands and pulled them up to her tits, forcing me to grip the glorious bastards. 'Jesus fucking Christ,' I exclaimed as I squeezed through her lace top, each of my thumbs digging deep into her cleavage.

Jennifer laughed. 'That's better,' she said knowingly. 'All boys are the same.'

'Fuck,' I moaned, as I pulled my hands up to squeeze the tops of her tits. 'I can't wait to release these melons.'

'Maybe tomorrow,' she said, pulling my hands away.

'What?' I exclaimed, feeling shocked and confused as I watched her get up from my lap and stand up straight.

'I just want to savour it,' she mocked. 'It's only going to get more intimate from here.'

'Jesus,' I sighed as I watched her grab her glasses and walk out the room.

'I'll meet you on set tomorrow, around four o'clock? I'm shooting a massage scene, I think it'll be good foreplay for the interview,' she said, grinning at me wickedly as she opened the door and left the room.

'What the fuck?' I said to myself as I looked down, disappointedly at the budge in my pants.

***TUESDAY***

Watching Jennifer give someone a massage was a true sight to behold on its own, so when I watched Jennifer do it on set the next day wearing a sexy nurse outfit... well it more than reaffirmed my belief in some sort of a higher power. Or at the very least, that Jennifer really wanted me to sweat.

'Jesus,' I thought to myself as I stared at her deep cleavage.

Her white shirt was unbuttoned to about halfway, revealing her skimpy red lace bra that left nothing to the imagination. She wasn't wearing any pants, just red lace panties which also were left mostly uncovered as the buttons were conveniently unbuttoned at just the right place.

'Get a lot of context for the article?' Jennifer asked after the scene had finished shooting and the entire cast and crew had left for the day.

'I certainly have a lot of flavour text if I need it,' I said, staring up from her cleavage to her lips, which were covered in a sexy red lipstick.

Jennifer took a moment to fiddle with her sexy little nurse's hat. 'Good,' she started. 'Because I really want to give non-watchers a good idea about the kind of sexy show we have here.'

I flipped on my Dictaphone. 'Did you actually learn to give massages for the role?' I asked as I walked onto the set proper, investigating the room they had built.

'In fact I did take a couple classes, it's proved quite a useful skill,' she said, joining me as I walked around the set.

'In the bedroom?' I asked, as I placed the Dictaphone on a table near some candles.

Jennifer laughed. 'In the bedroom, lounge room... any room really,' she joked as I turned to face her.

'And what kind of skills does one learn from a massage class?' I asked, leaning against the massage table set up in the middle of the room.

'Are you trying to get me to show you?' Jennifer asked.

'I wouldn't know what you're talking about,' I said sheepishly, embarrassed at having been caught out.

'Oh really?' She said, walking right up to me, her body practically pressed against mine. 'Because your questions sound an awful lot like the ones Steven asked before I offered to give him a massage.'

'Can't blame a guy for trying?' I said, lightly placing my hands on her hips.

'No, I suppose I can't,' she said, pressing her tits against my chest. 'In fact, I really should be rewarding you for doing your research.'

Jennifer pushed me backwards onto the bed. 'Right here?' I questioned while looking up at sexy Nurse Jennifer. 'What if someone comes back?'

'I've specifically asked for them to give us privacy,' Jennifer said, as she pulled my legs up onto the massage table.

'Well if you're sure,' I said as Jennifer unbuttoned my shirt.

'Trust me,' she said, as she threw my shirt to the ground. 'I know what I'm doing.'

Jennifer made quick work of my trousers but wouldn't take off my underwear for me. 'You want the full experience right?' Jennifer questioned as she threw a white blanket over my body.

I nodded. 'You can take them off now,' she said.

Jennifer licked her lips as she watched me rip off my underwear and throw them out from underneath the blanket. 'Oh, you're an eager beaver aren't you,' she said, noticing the tent that had already been pitched.

'I'm still hard from yesterday,' I said as she pulled back the blanket to reveal my chest.

'Don't worry,' Jennifer soothed as she rubbed my chest. 'I'll get rid of all that tenseness.'

'I'm anything but worried,' I stated as I placed my hands underneath my head, feeling more relaxed than I had in a while.

'How does this feel?' Jennifer questioned as she rubbed the area around my cock, still not pulling away the blanket.

'Little bit to the left,' I joked.

'Like this?" She questioned, taking my cock in her right hand.

'That's it,' I sighed, a broad smile hitting my face as she stroked my rock hard cock.

I stared down her top in her expansive cleavage. 'Wow,' she said, while jacking my still growing cock with enthusiasm. 'This is bigger than I expected.'

'I'm going to take that as a compliment,' I said, looking up from her tits to her smiling face.

'It was certainly meant to be one,' she said, moving her fingers down to lightly massage my balls.

'Fuck,' I let out. 'They teach you that during your classes?'

'Not exactly,' she said, pulling her hand away from my cock just as she was getting into a rhythm. 'Let's see what we're dealing with here,' she said, pulling the blanket back to reveal my cock. 

Her eyes widened with joy as she checked my dick out. 'You like what you see?' I questioned.

'I like it a lot,' she said, licking her lips. 'In fact I think I'm gonna need to do this a lot sooner than I intended, I just can't help myself.'

Before I could ask her what she was talking about she had already leaned down, placing my cock in her mouth. 'Whoa,' I moaned, immediately taken aback by the sheer force of her sucking abilities.

'Mmm,' she moaned as she bobbed up and down on my cock, puckering her lips as tight as she could each time she slid it out of her mouth. 'You have a tasty cock young man,' Jennifer said, before taking it in both hands and putting it right back in her mouth again.

It was then I realised just what the age difference between us was. That's not to say she was old by any means, she would only have been 33 years old, but that was still a good 10 years difference between us. The whole thing got me to an extra level of turned on, it made me start to think of her as some sort of a sexual mentor.

'And you got some fucking nice tits,' I said, unbuttoning the single button that was keeping her bra semi covered up.

'There goes my eager little beaver again,' she teased, taking my cock out of her mouth momentarily.

'You gonna finally show me these puppies?' I asked, grabbing one of her tits.

'That's the problem with your generation,' she said, lightly jerking my cock with one hand and grabbing my tit-groping fingers with the other. 'No patience.'

'I can't help it,' I said, as she held my hand over her tit. 'It feels like I've been waiting over ten years for this.'

'Oh,' she smiled, gripping my hand over her tit even tighter and pulling her other hand to softly stroke my shaft. 'You used to jerk off to me as a kid.'

'Guilty as charged,' I said, our fingers entangled around her tit. 'I think I watched Heartbreakers like a hundred times.'

'How old are you Desmond?' Jennifer asked, our fingers now digging slightly into her bra.

'22,' I answered honestly, hoping this wasn't some sort of a deal breaker for her.

'I don't think I've ever been with someone that much younger than me before,' she said, letting go of my cock and looking at me in the eyes.

'It's a first for me too,' I admitted, thankful she was still holding my hand to her chest.

'It's kinda hot... like I'm your sex teacher,' she said, biting her lip and taking my cock back in her hand.

'That's what I was just thinking,' I said, shocked at how similar our minds were.

'Have you ever been with a women with tits like these?' She questioned, our fingers digging deeper into her bra.

'No,' I admitted again, looking into her chest again.

She smirked and pulled her hand off my cock again and also pulled away my hand from her tit. 'It's been a long time since I was someone's first anything,' Jennifer said, reaching under her white shirt with both hands.

'Fuck yes,' I said giddily.

Jennifer laughed as she unclasped her bra, pulling it away and throwing it to the floor, letting her huge tits drop into their natural state. I quickly pulled my hand back up, grabbing her right tit and groping it softly.

'How does it feel?' She asked as I rubbed her perfect nipple.

'Like the first time I ever touched another woman's tits,' I responded, reaching over and grabbing her left tit with my right hand.




The Lowdown Ch. 03



'I'm gonna get back to sucking your cock now, which I just learned is the first time I've ever sucked a cock from someone over ten years younger than me,' Jennifer said, before taking said cock back into her mouth, forcing me to lean up slightly and reach around her head to keep both tits in my hand.

I closed my eyes for a little while, wanting to simply let feeling dictate my state of mind. Exploring the sensation of having two huge 33 year old tits in my hands and the full lips of the 33 year old woman wrapped around my hard cock.

'This must be a dream,' I moaned as Jennifer circled her tongue around the head of my cock.

Jennifer moaned and simply kept sucking, bobbing up and down with increasing speed as I gripped and squeezed at her gorgeous tits.

'I'm gonna cum in your mouth,' I exclaimed, feeling the familiar pressure building as she bobbed on my cock.

She quickly pulled my cock of her mouth. 'Mmm, there's one more thing I want to show you before you cum,' she breathed as she took my hands away from her tits.

Jennifer leaned over and wrapped her hanging tits around my wet lipstick stained cock and squeezed them together. 'Are you an angel?' I questioned as she leaned over and spat on my cock, rubbing the saliva onto my cock with her tits.

'I might just be,' Jennifer said as she continued to lather her tits with saliva. 'I might just be.'

I leant up onto my elbows and watched as she titfucked my cock. 'Jesus,' I moaned as those perfect puppies smothered my prick.

'That's right baby,' she moaned, rubbing her tits together around my cock, bouncing them up and down. 'You just let Nurse Hewitt do all the work.'

'Fuck,' I moaned. 'I'm gonna cum.'

'Cum for me baby,' she moaned titfucking me like her life depended on it. 'Give me that cum baby!'

'Ahh fuck!' I exclaimed, cum shooting from my cock all up into Jennifer's awaiting and smiling face.

'That's it baby,' Jennifer soothed as cum shot again, this time hitting her chin. 'Give it all to me.'

'You're fucking incredible,' I panted as I watched Jennifer let of her tits and begin to wipe the cum off her face with her hands.

'Mmm, I know it would taste good,' Jennifer moaned as she licked my cum off her fingers. 'Tasty cock, tasty cum.'

'So I guess the answer to my question is, you definitely know how to give a massage.'

***WEDNESDAY***

It was a very slow day. I arrived on set extra early, like Jennifer had requested, but because of some unavoidable delays I had to spend most of my time in the dirt cheap office space they had provided for me. I spent most of my free time just analysing Steven's articles, reading and rereading highlights like the time that Steven face fucked her on the set of 'Ghost Whisperer'.

My seclusion had to end eventually though. 'Jennifer wants you to meet her in her trailer,' the assistant said after knocking on my door, interrupting my research session.

'Thanks,' I called out. 'I'll be right over.'

I put away the folders and debated whether or not I needed the Dictaphone. I decided to leave it in the room, after all, if I did manage to ask any questions during the trailer visit, I was sure I could just remember them.

'Come in,' Jennifer called out after I knocked on her trailer door.

'I wasn't sure if I needed my...' I started as I walked into the trailer, but saw no need to continue.

The entire room was covered in candles, and the blinds were drawn to provide ultimate mood lighting. In the middle of all of this romance, on what looked to be a smallish bed, sat a cross-legged Jennifer Love Hewitt.

'You won't be needing that,' she said seductively.

My eyes nearly popped out of my head, she was wearing nothing but white lace lingerie. I could see her nipples through the material, and I guessed, if she uncrossed her legs, I'd finally be able to see her pussy as well.

'Yes,' I said as I closed the door behind me. 'I will remember this.'

As quickly as I could I ran over to her bed, jumping on top of her and practically mauling her body. I let my hands travel everywhere as I pulled her legs apart with my knees and shoved my mouth over the top of hers.

'You're so fucking sexy,' I breathed as the two of us passionately swapped saliva.

'I want you to fuck the shit out of me,' she begged as she started to rip my shirt off, literally tearing the fabric.

I pulled my hands away from her tits momentarily to undo my belt. 'Do I need a condom?' I asked as she pulled my trousers down.

'Just fuck me baby,' she breathed as I kicked away the jeans. 'I'm on the pill.'

My cock grew harder with that fact. Together Jennifer and I pulled down my underwear at the same time, passionately crossing tongues as I threw it to the ground.

'Put it in me Des,' Jennifer urged as I pulled up her lingerie, revealing her pink shaven pussy to me.

I shoved my cock deep into her cunt. 'Fuck yes!' Jennifer moaned.

I gripped her waist and continued to fuck her while the two of us kissed and continued to search each other's bodies. 'You cunt is so fucking nice,' I moaned while I ploughed her.

'Ahh fuck right there yes!' Jennifer exclaimed, gripping my back tighter as I railed into her.

I ripped her lingerie down, letting loose her jiggling tits. 'These are so fucking nice,' I said gripping and squeezing them.

I leant down and shoved one of them in my mouth, sucking on her nipple while continuing to ram her. 'You feel so good baby!' Jennifer moaned.

I shoved my face between her tits and motor-boated them, making sure I didn't lose my fucking momentum in the process. She dug her nails into my back, clearly pretty happy with the level of dick I was bringing into her.

I pulled back from her tits and leant backwards, gripping her waist and penetrating her as hard as I could. 'Fuck yes, oh baby, right fucking there!' Jennifer screamed as I brought her closer and closer to climaxing.

'You want me to make you cum?' I questioned.

'Fuck yes please!' She begged. 'Make me cum!'

With that I pulled her upwards by the waist and filled her cunt. 'Cum for me baby,' I seethed.

'I'm cumming!' She screamed, tits jiggling like crazy as she finally came hard on my cock.

I leant down and gripped her tits, jamming my cock in and out of her with slower deliberate movements. Making short work out of making myself cum hard and deep inside her snug pussy.

'Holy shit,' she moaned as I laid down on top of her. 'The control you have... I thought I was supposed to be teaching you!'

***THURSDAY***

'Are you ready?' I heard Jennifer call out from my kitchen.

She had me sitting naked in my dining room, sitting on one of my chairs, waiting for her to come out of my kitchen with some surprise. 'I'm ready alright,' I called out.

'Here I come,' she called out. My cock was already getting hard with excitement just thinking about what she had prepared. 

Nothing in my imagination could prepare me for what walked out of that kitchen though. Jennifer Love Hewitt walked out of my kitchen, wearing what could only be described as a see-through dominatrix outfit.

'Thank you god,' I exclaimed, salivating as I watched the sexy woman who was approaching me.

'This is all me baby,' Jennifer said, stopping in front of me. 'And a little bit of the devil.'

Jennifer pulled out a set of handcuffs from behind her back. 'Jennifer,' I exclaimed, I had never read anything like this in Steven's journals.

'Oh yeah baby this is the real deal,' Jennifer breathed, reaching behind me to cuff my hands to the chair, making sure I wasn't going anywhere.

'Holy shit,' I said, shocked as I watched the woman stand above me, my body completely under her control.

'Well I had to do something to turn the tables,' she said, running her finger along my hardening cock. 'You surprised me yesterday... I won't let that happen again.'

'What are you going to do to me?' I asked, in a mock scared voice.

'Why, I'm going to fuck you of course,' she joked, placing her legs over my thighs and straddling me.

'Do your worst,' I said as her cunt hovered right above my cock.

'Oh boy, I intend to,' she said as she lowered herself onto my pole, a look of absolute pleasure washing over her gorgeous face.

'Yes,' I breathed, a feeling of ecstasy coming over me. 'I missed that pussy.'

'And it missed you,' she whispered, letting the entirety of my cock into her.

'Fuck,' I moaned as she leant down and kissed up my chest, my cock inside her.

She continued to kiss up my chest until reaching my neck. Next she took my chest in her hands and rubbed it down in a similar fashion to when she was giving me a massage. 'You want the ride of your life baby?' She breathed as she kissed from my neck up to my cheeks.

'I think you know that I do,' I responded, defenceless toward her barrage of kisses, eventually culminating in a soft passionate kiss on my lips.

She placed her hands on my shoulders. 'Like this?' She said as she popped her pussy over my cock, causing me to buck instinctively.

'Yeah baby,' I moaned, eyes rolling into the back of my head as she popped up and down on my cock, her tits slightly jiggling with each bounce.

'Fill me baby,' she moaned, gripping one of her hands on my face as she rode me like a bull.

'Ride that cock,' I called out, letting her kiss me deeply.

She shoved her cleavage in my face as she rode me. 'You feel so good!' She exclaimed, gripping into my shoulder tighter.

'Are you getting close?" I questioned, judging based on the look of ecstasy on her face that she was in fact ready to cum.

'Nearly baby,' she moaned, grinding on my cock faster and faster, making sure it went exactly where she needed it to. 'I'm gonna fucking ahh!' She moaned.

She kissed me hard on the lips and gripped the back of my head tighter. 'I'm fucking cumming!' She exploded, screaming as she finally came.

'Fuck!' She panted, slowing down. 'Are you close?' She questioned.

'Finish me off baby,' I urged. 'I want to cum in your mouth.'

She nodded and climbed off my cock. 'I don't usually do this,' she said, bringing herself to her knees. 'But you are one hell of a lay.'

'Thanks baby,' I moaned, looking down as she took my cock in her mouth, immediately attempting to push as far inside as she could.

'Deep throat that cock Jennifer,' I moaned as I watched her attempt to engulf my entire dick. 'Fit it all into that sexy little fuck mouth of yours.'

She moaned and managed to fit it all in, holding it down before quickly needing to come back up for air. 'I can do better,' she said, somewhat apologetically.

'You're a fucking pro,' I said, closing my eyes as she took my cock back in her mouth, this time deep throating it with relative ease and holding in it for much longer.

She came back up for air for what would be the last time of the night. 'Cum in my mouth baby, I want to taste that cum again,' she begged as she took my cock in her mouth again.

She almost immediately deep throated it again, and instead of just holding it there like the previous two attempts, she managed to actually bob her head a bit, bringing me closer and closer to cumming hard in her mouth.

'Fuck baby,' I moaned, feeling my cock coming to a point of no return. 'Just like fucking ahhhh!' I came hard deep into her throat.

She held it in her mouth for a few seconds, sucking down my fluids as my cock slowly faded. 'Mmm,' she said after guzzling down all of my cum.

'You're a goddamned cock sucking Mozart,' I joked through heavy breathing.

'Thank you baby,' she said as she pulled the key from out of her cleavage. 'I still have a lot to teach you after all.'

***FRIDAY***

'It's been a pleasure having you around Mr. Drake,' the assistant said as I approached the door to my office.

'Thanks Stephanie,' I said, placing my hand on the door. 'It's been a pleasure.'

She smiled and turned away, off to do whatever it was she did when she wasn't delivering me messages. I smiled and opened the door, certainly not expecting to find what I did on the other side.

'Wow,' I said simply as I stared at Jennifer, who was sitting on my desk facing me, wearing a green and black cheerleader's uniform.

'Thought I'd do something special for your last day,' Jennifer said, biting her lips and spreading her legs. 'I'm not wearing any panties.'

'This is pretty special alright,' I said, looking mostly at her extreme cleavage as I approached her.

'Did you always grow up wanting to fuck a cheerleader?' She questioned as I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into a kiss.

'Mmm,' I moaned, noticing her hair, which was done up into pigtails. 'Not really a huge thing where I'm from, but they always looked sexy in the movies.'

'Just say yes,' Jennifer said as I placed my hands on her waist.

'I'm not going to lie to you, but you have unintentionally stumbled upon to one of my real fantasies,' I said as I moved one of my hands up her skirt.

'Oh yeah and what's that?' She asked as I gripped her bare ass.

'I've always wanted to turn you around and fuck you against a desk,' I whispered.

Jennifer let me turn her around, slowly facing herself toward the desk as I lightly pulled her up skirt. 'You're a dirty, dirty boy,' she breathed.

I undid my belt and pulled down my underwear, letting my hard cock press up against her ass. 'Being rough is a big part of this fantasy, so I'm going to say and do a lot of mean shit,' I seethed as I placed my hands on her bare hips.

'What am I in this fantasy?' She asked, looking back toward me and smiling mischievously.

'You're the wannabe cheerleader fucking her way onto the squad,' I breathed as I softly kissed her neck.

'And who are you?' She asked, bending herself over the desk and pressing her ass cheek even harder against my cock.

'I'm the coach who's going to fuck you and leave you high and dry,' I said, pushing her by the back so that her tits were pressed against the desk.

'Oh Mr. Drake, thank you so much for letting me join the team,' Jennifer said in a fake southern accent.

'Miss Hewitt,' I said, in my best American. 'You're a perfect fit.'

I shoved my cock deep into her soaking wet cunt. 'Thank you Mr. Drake!' She exclaimed, thighs pressed against the desk.

'I just have to make sure you're a team player,' I exclaimed, pulling my cock out and shoving it hard back into her again.

Jennifer moaned. 'I'll do anything for the team!' She called out.

Each time I drove my cock into her was harder than the last, before long her bare thighs that were ramming into the bench were starting to bruise. 'Fuck me harder Mr. Drake!' Hewitt cried out, clearly not worried about the pain.

Eventually I leaned in closer to her, ramming my cock harder into her and gaining enough momentum to gain free use of my hands. I did what any normal guy would do in that position and rip down the straps to the cheerleader outfit, letting lose her glorious tits.

'That's it baby,' I exclaimed, gripping her ass with one hand and one of her tits with the other.

Jennifer moaned and I squeezed her nipple. 'Ahhh fuck yeah baby!' Jennifer moaned.

I leant back in again and took my hand off her ass, grabbing her other tit with it and pulling her up slightly so I was fucking her with pure momentum. 'That's it fucking earn it baby,' I exclaimed.

'Fucking ruin my pussy Mr. Drake!' Jennifer exclaimed as I rammed into her.

I pulled my hands off her tits and shoved one in her mouth and one back on her ass, changing my movement to a more deliberate upward fucking. She started screaming and came right then and there, squirting on my cock to prove it. Once I knew she was satisfied I pushed her face down on the desk and really started laying into her.

'You wanna take one for the team baby?' I said through gritted teeth.

'Do whatever you want to me,' Jennifer managed, her voice muffled as her thick lips were pressed against the desk.

'I'm gonna fuck you in the ass,' I informed her, still pumping hard into her.

'Take my virgin asshole baby,' Jennifer begged. 'I'll let you fill anything if it means getting on the team.'

My eyes lit up with excitement as I pulled my cock out of her cunt and levied it against her asshole. Without a word I shoved it deep in, the tightness of it sent a completely different form of pleasure through my body. From the looks of Jennifer's face and the sound of her moan, I could tell that it did for her as well.

'You're my perfect little team player,' I breathed as I fucked her asshole.

'Fuck my ass harder!' She exclaimed. 'Fuck it like my pussy!'

I was slightly hesitant at first, afraid I may hurt her, but I decided to just do what the lady asked. I rammed as hard into her asshole as I could, making sure to grip her waist as I did, for maximum leverage.

'Oh fuuuck yes!' She moaned in the lowest decibel I think she could manage.

I picked up the pace and attempted to truly fuck her butt like a pussy, but it proved too much and before long I knew I was going to cum. 'I'm gonna cum in your asshole,' I exclaimed, pulling my right hand off her waist and placing it in the air above her currently filled ass.

'Cum in me baby!' She moaned right before I slapped her hard on the ass cheek. 'Fuck!'

'You're my little cheerleader slut,' I said as I continued to both slap and fuck her butt. 

'Cum inside me! Fill my asshole with your cum!' Jennifer begged, clearly nearing a second climax herself.

'Ready for it baby?' I questioned as I could feel the cum rising.

'Fill me!' She breathed and I was done, cum shot out of my cock hard up into her asshole.

'Holy shit,' I panted as I pulled my cock out in time to cum again, this time all over her ass cheeks.

'I know baby,' Jennifer breathed as she pulled herself up, tenderly attempting to lean against the desk but finding herself unable. 'I'm gonna need to lie down after that... face down.'

'I can't believe it took you 33 years before you got butt fucked,' I said, leaning up next to her. 'Looks like the student has become the teacher.'

Jennifer playfully slapped my arm. 'You know I was just getting into the roleplay when I said that right? I've probably been butt-fucked more times than you've jerked off.'

***SATURDAY***

'I just wanted to thank you for a great week and what is sure to be a great article,' Jennifer said over the phone.

'What did you have in mind?' I responded, my cock already half hard just thinking about it.

'Drinks? My place?' Jennifer suggested.

'Sounds perfect,' I said somewhat sweetly.

It didn't take me long to get to her place, it actually wasn't really all that far from mine. I felt pretty good about the whole situation, although I had no idea what she had up her sleeves for our final meeting, what could possibly upstage anal? I knocked on the door, full of excitement about what was about to go down, and then something happened that I didn't expect.

'You must be Desmond,' a man I recognised to be Brian Hallisay said after opening the door.

'And you're Brian,' I said, stretching my hand out in hopes that this wasn't some sort of ambush.

Thankfully he took my hand and shook it. 'Nice to meet you, come on inside.'

He walked me through a set of hallways, heading in no clear direction. 'It's so great to finally meet you, you know, put a face to the name, Jennifer will not shut up about you.'

'Really?' I questioned, as I followed the man into what was for all I knew my death.

'Oh yeah, she practically begged me to let you come over tonight,' Brian said as we turned into a living room. 'Take a seat, Jennifer will be out in a minute,' he said, making to leave the room while pointing me toward the couch.

'Uh...,' I said, moving toward a couch and sitting down.

'You want a beer man?' Brian called out from what was probably the kitchen.

'Yes please,' I called out. 'I certainly need a fucking beer,' I said to myself quietly.




The Lowdown Ch. 03



Brian came back in with two beers and threw one to me, before sitting down on the couch right next to me. 'You know, usually Jennifer never talks to me about her fuck buddies, so you must be really special,' he said.

'Wait... what?' I exclaimed, nearly spitting out my beer. 'You know?'

'Do I know?' Brian said, looking at me like I was crazy. 'What do you think you're doing here dude?'

And suddenly, as if on cue, the lights went down and a door to our right opened up and out stepped a purple and black haired Jennifer Love Hewitt.

'Oh...' I said to myself, looking at her cleavage boosting black lingerie.

'Just enjoy the show man,' Brian said, placing his hand on my shoulder. 'Just enjoy the show.'

There are a lot of things in this world I need to be asked to do, going for a physical, paying my phone bills and even sometimes putting on a condom. Watching and enjoying this show was certainly not one of them.

Cheesy rock music started playing, as if from nowhere, it was probably something like 'Cherry Pie'. No matter what it was, Jennifer was dancing her heart out to it, letting her tits jiggle with each seemingly rehearsed step she took.

'She do this often?' I questioned as Brian took a sip from his beer.

'With a guest? No... this would be a first,' Brian answered, not ripping his eyes away from his sexy girlfriend.

She performed every stripper move in the book, popping her pussy, bending down while sexily looking up, all the way to joyfully rubbing her tits. If I didn't know any better, I would have guessed that Jennifer was a full time stripper.

Eventually she zeroes in on me, walking over to my seat and giving me a lap dance. I looked over at Brian, who was happily watching the two of us. I gave him a look as if to ask if he was okay with what was happening. He merely nodded, smiling almost manically and pulling his beer up for what looked like a toast.

Jennifer turned around and bent over, putting her ass in my face. Brian nodded at me, and mouthed for me to grab it as she twerked and even made a gesture with both hands demonstrating as much.

I happily did as she suggested and placed both my hands on her nice round ass. 'Eager beaver as always,' Jennifer said over the music.

'I can't help myself,' I responded as she stood up, slightly moving her butt closer toward me.

'I suppose you want to fuck me already?' Jennifer said mockingly.

'Uhh... well of course,' I said. 'But what about...'

'I'm cool with it,' Brian responded, making me remember he was sitting right next to me. 'I've always wanted to know what it was like to watch my girl get railed by another man.'

I didn't need any more permission than that and quickly shoved my fingers in Jennifer's panties, ripped through her stockings and pulled them down. 'You have any idea how much money that cost?' Jennifer questioned as I ripped her panties all the way off, exposing her pristine pussy.

'I know I don't give a shit,' I said, pulling her down and forcing her to grind on my crotch.

She reached behind her and unzipped my fly. I undid my belt and the two of us together began pulling my trousers and underwear off, just far enough that my cock was free to penetrate Jennifer's awaiting pussy.

I pulled her down and shoved my cock up into her pussy. 'Fuck I love this cock enough that I forgive you,' Jennifer moaned as she gyrated on my prick.

'I love this fucking ass,' I moaned as I gripped her ass cheeks and bucked my cock up and down into her pussy.

She bent forward and bounced her cunt up and down on my cock. 'How's the view?' She asked while riding my cock reverse cowgirl.

'Could be better,' I said as I unclasped her bra, ripping through the rest of her stockings to release her iconic tits.

Her lingerie fell to the ground and the remaining stockings scattered over her body made her look like she's just spent a night working the streets. 'You're so fucking sexy,' I exclaimed.

'You're telling me,' Brian said, who was now standing up right in front of Jennifer, pants around his ankles cock hard as a rock.

'Give me that cock baby,' Jennifer moaned as she took Brian's cock in her hand and jerked it off.

'Best fucking handjobs right Desmond?' Brian said as he groped his girlfriends exposed tits.

'Suck his cock,' I commanded, bending over as I stood up and fucked her in a standing doggy posititon.

'You wanna Eiffel Tower me?' Jennifer questioned as Brian rubbed his cock along her face.

'I wanna treat you like the fuck toy you were born to be,' I said, piling my cock into her and slapping her ass.

'I'm gonna fuck your pretty little mouth baby,' Brian said before shoving his cock into her awaiting mouth.

The two of us rammed into Jennifer in almost unison, my hands were tightly gripping her perfect round ass and his were doing the same to her head. 'You ever done this before?" I questioned Brian while I doggy fucked his girlfriend.

'This is my first time,' Brian responded, eyes rolling his head as Jennifer presumably did something extra hot with her mouth. 'I'm sure she's done this plenty of times though,' he admitted.

'She comes across as a real expert,' I said, harshly smacking her ass again.

'Best fuck I've ever had,' Brian said, pulling her hair slightly.

'Do you mind if...' I started, looking over at Jennifer's mouth. 'That looks really good, do you wanna switch?'

Brian shrugged. 'Not gonna turn down this piece's pussy.'

I pulled my cock out of Jennifer and Brian pulled his out as well and the two of us discarded our remaining clothes. We circled around Jennifer as she got up. 'Boys, as much as I like being filled from both ends, do you mind if we take a different approach, standing bent over is not comfortable.'

Brian and I shrugged. 'What did you have in mind?'

Jennifer pulled Brian down to the floor and lowered herself on his cock. 'Good call baby,' Brian exclaimed as she rode his dick.

'Perfect,' I said as I approached her cock in hand and ready to enter her mouth.

Jennifer moaned as I shoved my cock in her mouth, gripping her tits as I let her mostly do all the work. 'Fuck this is amazing,' I moaned, squeezing her tits and lightly bucking into her mouth.

'Really fucking give it to her man,' Brian said, as she gripped Jennifer's ass.

Not one to disappoint I gripped the back of Jennifer's head and shoved my cock as hard as I could into her mouth. She moaned and spit and saliva drooled out as I skull fucked her. 'Like being filled up?' I questioned as I fucked her face.

Jennifer merely moaned, unable to really respond to me. 'Fuck yeah baby, ride my fucking pole!' Brian exclaimed.

We kept at this for a little while, I switched between focusing on face fucking her and playing with her tits while she blew me. Eventually though I knew there was one thing I wouldn't be able to not do.

I pulled my cock out of her mouth. 'Wanna take the mouth again? I want fuck these tits,' I said, gripping them with one hand and her cheek with the other.

'Get her on the couch,' Brian said as Jennifer climbed off his cock.

Brian and I grabbed Jennifer by the arms and threw her down on the couch, wasting no time as I straddled my waist and pressed her tits together around my cock. 'This has been a lifelong dream,' I said as I began fucking her glorious tits, the wetness from her mouth and pussy being more than enough lube.

'Fuck my tits baby,' Jennifer moaned, before immediately having her face filled with Brian's cock, he wasted no time gripping her head and skull fucking her.

I gripped her nipples and let her squeeze her tits together while I fucked the shit out of them. 'I'm gonna fucking cum all over your face,' I exclaimed as I rammed between her melons.

'Me too,' Brian said as he face fucked her.

'You're gonna taste a lot of cum tonight,' I said as I twisted her nipples.

Jennifer moaned loudly and I couldn't help myself, as much as I wanted to keep fucking her tits I knew I was about to cum. I pulled out and started jerking, aiming directly at her face. Brian did the same, tugging at her cock like a mad man as the two of us readied to cum.

'Cover me!' Jennifer moaned.

Immediately we both started to gush cum, quarts and quarts of it spilling all over her as she smiled and licked it up.

'I can't fucking believe it,' I said as I shot another load on her nose.

'Incredible,' Brian said as he shot one more load on her cheek.

'What a week huh?' Jennifer joked as I shot one final load all over her lips and chin.

'It's gonna make one hell of an article,' I said.

End of Chapter 3.



The Lowdown Ch. 04



Disclaimer: I do not intend for anyone to mistake this as being true and real. It is a fictional story involving fake versions of celebrities all over the age of 18.

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Chapter 4: Resolutions

December 2012 

'You got any resolutions for next year?' Jennifer asked, taking a sip from her champagne as the two of us sat in a limousine.

'My life's already perfect,' I said jokingly as I took a sip from my own flute.

Jennifer smiled and rolled her eyes. 'There's always something that can be better,' she said.

'Alright well, you tell me yours,' I said, placing my hand around her shoulders.

'I'm going to try to be more adventurous in the bedroom,' she said seriously, giving me a seductive side glance.

'I think my resolution is going to have to be to fuck you more,' I whispered, kissing her on the lips and lifting my hand up to squeeze her tit through her loose green dress.

'Like right now?' She whispered as our lips parted momentarily.

'You were the one who wanted to be adventurous,' I said softly, kissing her cheek and ear.

Suddenly a voice was heard on the intercom. 'We've arrived at The Plaza,' the driver informed us.

We quickly separated. 'Thank you,' I said as the divider came down. 'How much do I owe you?'

'That's fine sir, the studio will be footing the bill for this,' he said, giving us the go ahead to leave the limo.

'Gotta love dating an actress,' I said as the two of us climbed out of the limo and made our way toward the happening club.

'Would you call what we do dating?' Jennifer questioned as we walked up to the entrance.

'What would you prefer I call what we do? Fucking?' I suggested, half sarcastically.

Jennifer slapped me playfully on the arm. 'Well no that's gross!'

'Well I don't know what else to call it,' I said as we were waved through by the bouncers.

'You can't think of a middle ground between dating and fucking?' Jennifer questioned as we walked through the hallway and past the elevators.

We turned a corner and walked into what seemed to be the busiest club in Hollywood. 'Seeing?' I said.

'I like that, we're seeing each other,' Jennifer said as we stood there and took in the scene before us.

'Well as long as you're happy,' I said.

We went straight up to the bar and were delighted to find that the staff insisted on the two of us not paying. 'Thank you so much!' Jennifer exclaimed as the female bartender handed us our drinks.

'Thank you for Hunger Games!' They replied.

The night went along just about as well as you'd expect, lots of return visits to the bar. Lots of intense and sexualised dancing, sometimes being interrupted by drunken fans who wanted to talk to Jennifer. Eventually though after hours of drinking and dancing, Jennifer leaned close into my ear and whispered; 'Take me to the bathroom and fuck my brains out!'

I did a double take, making sure I'd heard her correctly. She drunkenly nodded, gesturing her finger to follow her as she broke free from the crowd. I grabbed her hand and followed her through the sea of people before eventually stopping at the women's bathroom.

'I want you inside me so fucking badly,' Jennifer slurred, pulling me by my collar into the only free stall.

We didn't bother to lock the door behind us. 'I'm so fucking hard,' I exclaimed, as I turned her around and pulled her dress up, ripping her panties down.

'Put it in me,' she exclaimed as I unzipped my fly, pulling my erect cock out and readying it against her pussy.

I shoved my cock deep into her and she moaned loudly, gripping the back wall of the cubicle as I penetrated her. Just as we were getting into it we heard two vaguely familiar voices from inside the bathroom.

'Look there's a free one,' the male voice called out, he could only have been referring to the cubicle Jennifer and I shared.

'I can't wait to feel you in me,' the female voice exclaimed, I quickly pulled my cock out of Jennifer and attempted to fit it back in my pants.

Jennifer pulled her panties up and turned around, grabbing my arm as we watched Ashton Kutcher pulling up Mila Kunis's dress as she dragged him into our cubicle.

'Hey,' Jennifer said awkwardly, readjusting her dress as Ashton and Mila stopped dead in their tracks.

'Uh...' Ashton slurred, clearly wasted as he and his girlfriend stared us, eyes wide like a deer in headlights.

'Well this is awkward,' I said simply.

The four of us burst into laughter, the moment we realised what each of us had just witnessed. After getting acquainted with each other, we decided it must be fate and headed out to the bar together.

'You know, we actually have the penthouse suite booked,' Ashton exclaimed over the music.

'In The Plaza?' Jennifer questioned as we pushed past the hordes of drunken dancers.

'Yeah, right upstairs, it's fully stocked!' Mila exclaimed.

'Awesome!' I called out.

'You guys wanna come?' Ashton asked.

Jennifer and I looked at each other. 'Yes!'

We made it out and to the elevator without much trouble. 'So why'd you book the penthouse?' I asked, I knew it was a huge space, usually saved for huge parties.

'Well we booked it months ago with a bunch of couple friends of ours,' Ashton started to explain.

'But, everyone kept dropping out, filming schedules, family duties... but we'd already paid for it so we just thought, fuck it,' Mila said, smiling and gripping Ashton's arm.

'Well we've got a party now,' Jennifer said, as the elevator finally popped us off on the top floor.

'We're party animals,' I said dryly, causing the group to chuckle as we stepped out the elevator and into the tiny hallway that lead to the penthouse suite.

As soon as we made it into the room Mila and Ashton went into drunken host mode, with Mila rushing to her iPod dock to put on some tunes and Ashton heading right to the bar.

'This is really great,' Jennifer exclaimed, clearly drunk as she wandered over to Mila.

'Need any help?' I said as I headed to Ashton, who was juggling four glasses and two bottles.

'If you don't mind,' Ashton said as I approached.

Suddenly the suite filled up with both music and the sounds of Mila and Jennifer laughing as they began dancing together.

'You know,' I said, half watching the girls while I helped Ashton with the drinks. 'Jennifer makes a pretty damn good cocktail.'

'I'm not really half bad myself,' Ashton said confidently as he placed in front of me a nice looking glass of liquor.

'I'll be the judge of that,' I said, taking a sip.

Ashton looked at me apprehensively. 'That's pretty damn good,' I said.

'Perfect,' he said, as the two of us carried two glasses each toward the dancing females.

They seemed appreciative to receive their alcohol, our respective partners each kissing us in thanks. 'No problem,' we each said as Mila and Jennifer went right back to dancing.

'Come out to the balcony Des,' Ashton said, gesturing toward the balcony right near us.

'Alright,' I said, following him through the glass door, my drink in hand.

We watched the two women dancing together a while, switching between different styles of dance as the music changed. Ashton and I just leaned against the railing, watching them through glass, sipping our drinks and talking about life.

'How long have you been with Jennifer?' Ashton asked eventually, grabbing the bottle he'd brought out with us and refilling our glasses for the umpteenth time.

'We've been seeing each other for the past month,' I said, making sure to use the terms we previously agreed on.

'I've known Mila for about half my life,' Ashton said.

'Wow,' I said, not quite sure what else to say.

'They look like they're getting along,' he said suddenly, as we watched the two mock slow dance.

'Yeah, two peas,' I said, sipping my glass.

'Mila's been talking lately, about her New Year's Resolution... wanting to spice things up in the bedroom,' Ashton said, he was clearly very drunk at this point.

'That's funny, Jennifer's is to be more adventurous in the bedroom,' I said, also pretty drunk myself.

Ashton looked at me with his head cocked as a sly smile started to appear. 'Do you think... we should try to get them to fuck,' Ashton slurred.

I looked from him to inside, and noticed that their faces were inches away from each other's. 'They're already practically there,' I said, pointing inside.

'Just gotta give them a little push,' Ashton said, climbing up off the railing and leading me inside.

'What have you boys been talking about?' A drunk Mila questioned as she watched us walk back into the room, her arms wrapped around Jennifer's waist.

'We've just been wondering when you're going to kiss already,' Ashton let out, unable to contain himself.

Mila looked embarrassed. 'Don't be silly Ash, Jennifer here wouldn't want to-'

Jennifer planted a wet passionate kiss on Mila's lips, putting an end to whatever it was she was going to say. Mila's eyes widened at first, but quickly closed as she resigned herself into the kiss.

'Oh my god!' Ashton exclaimed as our girlfriends French kissed.

'Happy new year,' I said, looking at my watch, noticing that the time had indeed clicked over to midnight.

Mila and Jennifer separated for a moment. 'Whoa,' Mila sighed, unable to tear her eyes away from Jennifer's.

Jennifer said nothing and simply pulled Mila back into a kiss, this time taking the time to let her hands wander up her new partner's body. Mila did the same, taking Jennifer's shoulders and back in her hands as Jennifer squeezed Mila's ass.

I smiled as I stood next to Ashton, watching our partners make out. 'Come on,' Ashton said softly, tapping me on the shoulder as he led me closer to the girls.

Mila and Jennifer separated as Ashton and I approached. Ashton took Mila in his hands and kissed her deeply and passionately on the lips, I did the same to Jennifer as soon as I approached.

We all separated and even though the music was still playing, silence filled the room. I looked at Ashton as he looked from Mila to Jennifer, letting go of his girlfriend. Mila looked from Jennifer to myself and raised an eyebrow, as I let go of Jennifer. Finally, Jennifer gave me one last look in the midst of the loud silence, and silently asked me if I was okay with what was about to occur.

I nodded yes and almost unconsciously Ashton and I swapped places. Jennifer was now in Ashton's arms as the two began to kiss, and I'd taken Mila into mine, excitedly pressing her lips against mine.

We closed our eyes as we passionately made out. We let our hands travel around each other's bodies. My hands went straight to her waist and ass, while her hands dug deep into my trousers, gripping my hard cock and stroking it as we kissed.

I opened my eyes and noticed Ashton taking Jennifer by the hand into another room, which gave me the greenlight to grip Mila by the shoulders and push her down onto the couch behind us.

Finally one of us spoke. 'Put it in me,' Mila moaned as she undid my belt, sloppily pulling my cock out as I lifted up her dress.

I found once I pulled the dress up to her waist that she was wearing no panties. 'Little slut,' I slurred drunkenly as I shoved my now exposed cock into her shaven pussy, guided by her slender helping hands.

'Oh fuck,' she moaned, gripping the couch as I lunged the length of my cock into her.

I kissed her on the lips as we drunkenly fucked. 'You feel so fucking good,' I breathed, before sucking her bottom lips between mine.

From the other room we could hear the sounds of Ashton and Jennifer fucking, and from the volume it sounded like he was really giving it to her. 'Fuck me harder!' Mila exclaimed, possibly wanting to match their levels.

I pulled my cock out and pulled my pants and underwear right off to give myself a bigger range of movement. After I was prepared I pulled her thighs up with my hands and shoved my cock hard into her, fucking her in a mild version of the pile driver.

'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!' Mila screamed repeatedly with each thrust.

The harder I fucked her, the more she'd beg me to fuck her harder. Each time she begged me the more I pulled her legs upwards, until eventually I was on my knees pile driving into her cunt which was raised far enough in the air that only her head and shoulders were even touching the couch anymore.

'Yes!' She bellowed as she squirted all over my cock, presumably cumming.

I thought for a split second that she might want to slow down after that, but if anything, it made her want to go faster. She took matters into her own hands, pulling away from me slightly and drunkenly pushing me to the ground. 

'Ow fuck!' I exclaimed once my body made contact with the floor.

The pain didn't last long though as she quickly straddled my cock, sending me into a near fit of pleasure as the sensation of her pussy engulfing my cock reverberated up my spine. 'Oh yeah baby,' Mila called out, riding my cock and moaning like a porn star.

'Ride that pole Mila,' I moaned as Mila rotated her pussy around my cock.

'Your cock feels so nice,' she moaned, closing her eyes and biting her bottom lip.

I gripped her ass cheeks and squeezed them. 'Take off that dress baby,' I commanded, causing Mila to open her eyes and smile.

'Good call,' she said, quickly pulling her dress up and revealing her nice little tits as they bounced slightly up and down.

'Fuck these are nice,' I said, reaching up and grabbing her tits as she continued to ride me.

'Thanks,' she said, before ripping my shirt open and squeezing my chest as she popped her pussy on my cock.

'That's so fucking nice,' I moaned, eyes rolling in the back of my head as I played with her hardening nipples.

'You gonna cum for me baby?' Mila questioned as she continued to do things with her pussy that I'd never experienced before.

'Not yet,' I said, thankful that I had enough alcohol on board that I could effectively continue on all night. 'I need to fuck you on the balcony,' I informed.

Mila pulled herself off my cock. 'Come on then,' she said, taking my hand as I got up and followed her out to the balcony.

I pulled my shirt off and left it on the floor of the balcony, instantly pulling her into a kiss. While kissing her I noticed out of the corner of my eye that I could see Jennifer riding Ashton through the glass. That was when I realised that the balcony not only opened to the living area, but also to the master bedroom.

Our lips separated and I placed my hands on her shoulders, not so subtly signalling her to suck my cock. Mila smiled at me and gladly got onto her knees, immediately taking the head of my cock into her mouth. What she didn't realise however is that while she was sucking me off, I was watching Jennifer's ass as it bounced up and down in Ashton's dick.

'Fuck baby that's nice,' I moaned as I ran her black hair through my fingers, resting my hands on the back of her skull.

'Mmm,' she moaned, happily chugging down my cock, her soft lips feeling like silk as they caressed me.

I couldn't help but fall into a fantasy as I watched Jennifer ride Ashton. I greedily imagined the two women both sucking my cock together, Jennifer and Mila's perfect lips wrapping around not only my cock but also each other. The two gorgeous goddesses gorging themselves on my cock, moaning as they practically kissed each other around my dick.

'Fuck,' I said, feeling like I was going to cum at any second if I kept up my fantasising.

Mila pulled my cock out of her mouth. 'You want to fuck my face baby?' Mila offered, as if she were asking if I wanted sugar in my coffee.

I didn't answer, I merely responded by shoving my cock back in her mouth. I gripped the back of her head and fucked her face, watching and trying to keep it in the same rhythm as the show inside. Saliva began to seep out of Mila's mouth, slobbering all over my cock as I roughly jammed my cock in and out of it.

Inside the master bedroom I could see Jennifer turn and notice me watching finally. She shot me a smile and alerted Ashton to the situation, who smiled and nodded. I looked down at Mila as I face fucked her, she seemed to be absolutely loving it, not showing any signs of needing a break, clearly read for me to cum deep inside her mouth.

I couldn't though, because inside the room Ashton had pulled Jennifer off him and dragged her to the glass door that separated us. He pressed her up against the door, so her face and tits were squeezed right up to it and shoved his cock deep into her cunt, causing me to nearly shoot inside Mila's throat.

Mila pulled away and turned her heard when she heard the sound of Jennifer hitting the glass. 'I think he wants a competition,' Mila said. 'Come on,' she said, gripping my cock and pulling me toward the door.

'Fuck me,' she said, leaning against the door and popping her ass out to press against my cock.

I gripped her ass and shoved my cock into her pussy, not wanting to question whatever it was that was going on. She moaned and pressed her hands against the glass, managing to mirror Jennifer pretty much exactly, give or take a couple inches in height and in tit size.

'Ahh fuck yes!' Mila moaned as I doggy fucked her against the glass door, my hands gripping her perfect ass.

'You have such a fuckable little body,' I seethed as I railed her, not able to help but watch Jennifer's tits as I did so, thinking I may be getting the best of both worlds.

'You cock is so nice,' she complimented back.

'It's like you were crafted by the heavens for the purposes of sex,' I insisted, tightening my grip on her ass as I pulled back and fucked her harder and deeper.

'Jesus fuck!' Mila moaned, it was then that I realised that we could hear Jennifer moaning from the other side of the glass as well.

I took one of my hands off Mila's ass and slapped it, causing her to cry out in pleasure. 'Treat me rough,' Mila begged.

I quit holding back, pushing myself forward so that Mila was pressed extra hard against the glass. I absolutely destroyed her pussy with my cock, fucking her so hard, so fast and so deeply that I thought for sure I might break the glass with her petite little body. She loved it though, screaming so loudly that the club goers downstairs could probably hear.

Ashton looked at us and felt challenged so he pulled out of Jennifer and twisted her around. He lifted her legs up and pressed her against the glass as he fucked her. I didn't have any intentions of following his lead though, I knew exactly what I wanted to do next, and I was sure that Mila did also.

I pulled my cock out of Mila's cunt and shoved it directly in her tight ass without missing a beat. 'Oooohhh!' Mila bellowed.

'Fuck that's so fucking tight,' I exclaimed, thinking I may have taken her anal virginity.

'That! Ahhh! Hole's for! Ahhhhh! Special! Ah! Occasions!' Mila somehow managed to let out in between long and drawn on moans of pleasure.

'I can stop if you want,' I suggested half-heartedly.

'Don't! Ahh! You Fucking! Ahhhh! Dare!' She screamed.

I fucked her as hard as I could in the ass, until eventually she came again, screaming loud enough that Ashton actually stopped and looked at the two of us to make sure everything was fine.

'I'm gonna cum!' I exclaimed as I felt myself nearing the end of my run, Mila's tight near virgin asshole proving to be too much for my drunken cock to handle.

'Cum for me baby,' Mila moaned as I fucked her in the ass.

I pulled my cock out and came hard all over her ass and back. 'Shit!' I exclaimed, heavily panting as I fell backwards down on the cold floor.

Mila lost her balance and felt down as well, landing down next to me and laughing as we watched Ashton finish inside Jennifer. 'Fucking hell,' I panted, knowing I was going to feel a lot of pain in the morning.

'I know right,' Mila sighed. 'That has to be the best sex I've had all year!'




The Lowdown Ch. 04



I laughed, remembering it had only been 2013 for about thirty or so minutes. 'You fucking little minx,' I said pulling her towards me and kissing her forehead.

'But seriously, I wouldn't mind doing that again...and again...and again,' she said, as Ashton and Jennifer walked out onto the balcony, still naked and covered in sweat.

Ashton laid down next to Mila and Jennifer laid down next to me. 'So...' Jennifer started as she crawled into my arms. 'You think of a resolution yet?'

'Yeah,' I said, looking from Ashton to Mila and then finally back to Jennifer. 'Make more friends.'

End of Chapter Four.



The Lowdown Ch. 05



Disclaimer: I do not intend for anyone to mistake this as being true and real. It is a fictional story involving fake versions of celebrities all over the age of 18.

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Chapter 5: Consequences

January 2013

'So this is the second time the two of you have worked together,' I said to the two stars in front of me, it was one of the final questions of a long and somewhat boring interview.

'Yes,' Emma Stone said, smiling and wiping her blonde hair out of her face as she turned to look at her co-star Ryan Gosling.

'It must be good to get to work with someone you trust again, especially when shooting bedroom scenes,' I said, ramping up to my real question.

'It's certainly more comfortable than a complete stranger,' Ryan said, chuckling. 'It's never really comfortable when you're shooting that stuff in front of people.'

'I have to ask,' I started, gauging the two's expressions as I attempted to dig into the good stuff. 'There have been rumours-'

'Completely false, no way,' Ryan insisted, knowing exactly what I was going to ask him.

'I hadn't even-' I started, looking at Emma and noticing she was glaring at Ryan.

'We have a completely and utterly professional relationship,' Ryan insisted, which caused Emma to turn away in apparent disgust and outrage.

'Well...' I said, awkwardly. 'That was my final question... and I should mention it was one of the questions my boss says I absolutely have to ask.'

'I understand,' Ryan said, as he continued to smile, not letting it waver for even a second when he side glanced at an incredibly peeved Emma Stone.

'You know what,' Emma said suddenly. 'We were going to go grab a couple of drinks after this, you should come.'

Ryan looked at her with a shocked expression. 'I'm sure he has to get going on this article, the movie comes out this week right?' Ryan suggested, clearly trying to dissuade me from joining for reasons only he and Emma knew.

'Actually this is for next month's magazine,' I said honestly, for some reason the studio didn't seem to mind if it helped promote the film at all. 'I could use a drink.'

Ryan looked at me frustrated, but seemed resigned to the fact that this was happening. 'Should you follow us or?'

'No way, you'll just ride with us right?' Emma said, as the three of us all stood up from our chairs.

'I caught a cab here so... that really would be best,' I said as Emma smiled at me, an expression that quickly changed to something more sinister when she looked at Ryan. 

I had planned on meeting up with Jennifer Lawrence that night so I pulled my phone out to tell her what was happening as we walked out. 'Sorry, can't make it tonight, interviewing Emma Stone and Ryan Gosling, going out for drinks, looks like it'll get interesting,' I messaged.

I received a reply almost instantly but didn't look right away. I was far too busy looking at Emma who was wearing a sexy leather jacket, matched with a tight, dark grey shirt and long skinny, denim jeans. 'Call me if you still want to fuck after, bring them if you want,' Jennifer's message read, it was attached with an image of her fingering her pussy, I almost decided to cancel on Emma and Ryan, but their tension was far too interesting to walk away from.

The cab ride wasn't the best, not by a long shot. I decided to keep my Dictaphone on, trusting that the battery would keep it recording for as long as this outing would continue. I wished that I'd turned it off however, because if the drive over was any indication the whole evening would be spent in long uncomfortable silences.

Eventually though, the cab ride from hell was over and the three of us made our way into the bar. 'Hey, do you guys have like a booth or something, we'd like some privacy,' Ryan said to one of the bartenders, who promptly and excitedly rushed toward the back where a few full booths were located.

'Looks like they're full,' I said.

Ryan and Emma laughed. 'Just watch,' Ryan said, as the bartender promptly kicked the group that was already occupying the booth right out of it.

'Right this way,' the bartender said once they came back to lead us over to the bar she had just emptied.

'What you like to drink?' The bartender asked.

'Scotch,' 'Vodka,' 'Beer,' Ryan, Emma and I said respectively.

'This is pretty fucked up,' I admitted.

'It's one of the perks of being a movie star,' Ryan said.

'I'm sure there aren't many of those,' I joked.

Soon the drinks came, and the uncomfortable silence left. Before long and after a few more rounds of drinks, the three of us were talking and having a great time. The best part is, at no point during this whole conversation did either of them say it was off the record so if I chose to I could put all of this in the article, which would essentially save it.

'So do you prefer being blonde or being a redhead?' I questioned, as yet another round of drinks landed on the table.

'That's a tough one, each has their own perks... what do you prefer?' Emma asked, throughout the evening, the more we drank, the closer we moved together. By this point in the night, we were practically on one side of the booth while Ryan was alone on the opposite end.

'What do I prefer?' I repeated. 'I think you are great either way,' I said diplomatically.

Emma rolled her eyes and said. 'Let me tell you something about me,' her drunkenness was starting to show. 'I like it when a guy knows what he wants and doesn't lie about it.'

'Redhead,' I let out. 'I prefer it red, I think it... I dunno... I just like it.'

'Was that so hard?' Emma questioned, leaning in closer.

'Let me ask you something,' I started. 'You had a thing with Andrew Garfield... do you have a thing for English accents?'

'You bet I do,' Emma said, as she side glanced at a growingly uncomfortable Ryan Gosling.

Before could continue however, the dynamic of the booth shifted when Eva Mendes sat herself next to Ryan. 'Eva,' Emma exclaimed, somewhat surprised, pulling away from me immediately.

'Emma,' she said, leaning over to kiss the blonde on the cheek.

The two women then reverted back to their original positions next to their respective men. 'I didn't know you were coming,' Emma said, a look of pretty obvious fake joy on her face.

'Ryan called me, said we were having drinks with a journalist,' Eva explained and then placed her hand out for me to grab. 'You must be the journalist.'

'Desmond Drake, though... journalist is a strong word,' I joked.

Suddenly Emma stood up. 'I just need to use the little girl's room,' she said as she stood up.

She mouthed 'Meet me in the bathroom,' while she was using me as leverage to climb out of the booth.

I watched her ass as she walked toward the bathrooms and eventually turned back to the couple in front of me. Ryan was glaring at me, knowing fully well what was about to go down, but in no right position to say something about it.

'I uh... ha, I also need to use the bathroom,' I said awkward, standing up and grabbing my satchel, hoping that my hidden Dictaphone was still on and recording and praying it was powerful enough to record through the closed zip.

As I approached the bathroom I found Emma, leaning against the wall outside of the disabled toilets, waiting for me to join her. 'This one will give us the privacy we need,' she said in her sexy raspy voice as she opened the door and pulled me in, making sure to lock it once we'd made it inside.

She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me immediately. 'Mmm,' I moaned as she pulled me toward the sink.

'Sorry about all that,' Emma moaned as our lips kissed all over each other's faces and our hands groped all over each other's bodies.

'You two clearly fucked yeah?' I said, as she turned herself around in my arms to face the mirror and sink.

'Once,' Emma said as I kissed the sides of her mouth, pulling my hands up through her shirt to grab her braless tits. 'On set.'

'And tonight?' I questioned as she undid her belt and I squeezed her small, but lovely tits.

'We were supposed to fuck again but I hated the way he talked about me to you,' Emma said, pulling down her jeans and panties, exposing her perfect white ass.

'So then I'm just...' I started, as she reached behind and undid my belt.

'Making him jealous,' Emma said, pausing her a moment to turn and look at me, an apologetic look on her face. 'I'm sorry,' she said, providing me with a sexy pout to go along with it.

My hands were still squeezing her tits. 'I think I'll be okay,' I joked.

'I just don't want you to get the wrong idea,' she said as she pulled my pants and underwear down, letting free my hard cock.

'Don't worry,' I said. 'I am not that type of guy.'

I shoved my cock hard into her pussy as she gripped the sink. 'Fuck!' She moaned.

I pulled one hand away from her tits and gripped her soft ass cheek, pulling out and fucking her again. She moaned and lunged forward slightly, nearly losing her grip on the sink. 'I don't I've ever! Ah! Had a cock that big in me!' She cooed as I pounded her doggy style.

I felt bad for her, after all, my cock wasn't even all that big at all. It was barely above average, which meant that every other guy she'd been with wasn't exactly all that well-endowed.

'And how many would that be?' I asked out of curiosity right as I fucked her hard enough that she had to place a hand on the mirror to hold her balance.

'You'd be number five,' she admitted, turning her head and kissing me as I rammed her again.

She gripped me for balance. 'Do I get a prize?' I joked, letting her go back to having her hands on the mirror.

'I think this is reward enough,' she laughed, the sexiness of her voice sent shivers down my spine.

Emma dug into her now low hanging front pocket and fished her phone out. 'You don't mind do you?' She asked as she attempted to both angle a shot and keep her balance as I pounded her perfect pussy.

'You really want to make him feel it don't you?' I said, kissing her neck as she took a photo of her getting fucked from behind by me.

She sent the picture to Ryan and moaned as I railed into her harder, causing her to drop her phone on the sink. 'Fucking hell!' She exclaimed, not even bothering to check it.

The phone went off, presumably with an angry reply from Gosling. Emma went to grab it but was stopped when I pulled my hand away from her tit and wrapped it right around her wrist. 'Don't worry about that,' I said as I lunged my cock as hard into her as I could.

'But need to-'

'Just think about me,' I said, gripping her other wrist and fucking her as hard as I could.

'Fuck,' she moaned, now fully living in the moment.

'Oh fuck!' She moaned louder.

'I can't!' She exclaimed.

'I'm fucking!' She called out louder.

'I'm fucking cumming!' She screamed loud enough for Ryan and Eva to hear.

I also came, deep into her pussy. 'Fuck,' I breathed, panting heavily as I shot a couple loads into her.

'I've never... no one's ever...' Emma started to talk but gave up on forming sentences and instead turned her head and kissed me hard on the mouth.

'You tell him I did that... he'll be jealous alright,' I joked as I pulled my cock out of her.

Six Months Later

July 2013 – Nice, France

'I think that about wraps this up,' I said, turning my Dictaphone off and reaching out to shake Colin Firth's hand.

'That about covers it I'd say,' Colin said, as we shook.

Over his shoulder I saw Emma Stone standing in a sundress, the wind flowing through her red hair. 'Lovely to meet you,' I said, letting go and brushing past him, walking towards Emma who appeared to be waiting for me.

'Likewise,' he said, looking somewhat confused as I more or less ignored him.

'Fancy meeting you here,' I said as I stopped in front of Emma, taking in her breathtaking beauty.

'Of all the film sets...' she joked, brushing a strand of red hair behind her ear.

'Back to red,' I observed, as she pulled me into a short but warm embrace.

'Well, I knew you were coming to interview Colin so I just told Woody, I had to have red hair for Desmond Drake,' she joked in her raspy voice, as we separated.

'That's going to make for one really awkward continuity error,' I joked.

'It's great to see you,' she said, smiling at me as if I'd told her she'd just won the lottery.

'It's nice to see you too... I wasn't sure what it would be like... you know after all of that... messiness,' I said.

'All of that's in the past,' she said. 'I think things worked out for the better because of it, so in a way I should thank you.'

'Maybe... I just wish I could make it up to you,' I said.

'Well... I was gonna go for a walk along the beach alone but... well it would be a lot better to do with someone else, think you can do me that favour?' Emma asked, in an uncharacteristically shy fashion. 

'I had a big day of drinking alone at the hotel bar planned... but yeah, I think I can do that for you,' I joked, holding my arm out for her to loop hers inside.

Emma smiled and took my arm, walking with me down the easy path to the beach. 'You know I didn't write that article right?' I questioned as our feet hit the sand. 'I certainly didn't mean to fuck up your relationships.'

'What do you mean you didn't write it?' Emma asked, looking at me quizzically, still keeping her arm firmly in mine.

'I wrote a different article, but you see, I stupidly kept the Dictaphone recording and somehow my goddamned boss got access to it and well...' I explained. 'I mean I know it's not a real excuse.'

Emma stopped dead in her tracks. 'What's wrong?' I asked, turning to face her. 

She immediately planted a soft but passionate kiss on my lips. 'I knew you wouldn't do that, I could tell from the moment I met you... you're a good guy,' Emma said once our lips parted.

'I wouldn't go so far as to say I'm a good guy,' I said. 'I got what I deserved though, that article really fucked up my trust levels with celebrities.'

'Is that why you quit?' Emma questioned as we began walking again.

'Partly... but something happened with my boss... the last week I was working there,' I said, as our hands fell into each other, fingers interlocking with fingers. 'I was more or less fired.'

'I feel bad now,' Emma said, looking up at me with a worried expression on her face.

'It's fine,' I said, luring her to a grassy patch just up shore of the beach. 'I'm working for Hollywood Magazine now and... well they sent me here right?'

We sat down on the grass, an amazing view of the sunset before us. 'Good point,' she said, resting her head on my shoulder as a cool breeze hit us.

I turned and kissed her, not wanting to waste another romantic second. 'Mmm,' she moaned as my tongue penetrated her mouth.

I pulled away and kissed her again, this time pushing her onto her back and climbing on top of her. 'Hold on a minute,' Emma said, pulling away from my lips as my hardening cock pressed against her thigh. 'You're not recording this are you?'

'No fucking way,' I said before diving right into kissing her again, letting my body cover hers as my hands travelled over her, one upwards to her cheek and one downwards to her thigh underneath her dress.

She passionately kissed back, even going so far as to lightly bite my bottom lip. 'It's been so long,' she moaned as she let her hands grip the jacket on my back.

'Six months by my count,' I said as I pulled her dress up, kissing her lips and cheek with no discrimination.

'Six months without a man who could make me cum like you did,' Emma moaned, pulling my jacket off my back.

I pulled up and took over taking my jacket and shirt off, while she focused on my belt and trousers. 'It must have been awful, going so long,' I whispered softly as I reached down and reached up her dress, pulling her panties down.

Emma ripped my belt off and undid my trousers, ripping them down along with my underwear to release my cock. 'I can't wait a second longer,' she moaned as I pulled her panties down below her knees.

I moved back down and quickly shoved my cock hard into her pussy, her dress falling down to cover most of the action up. 'Uhh!' She moaned, scrunching her face up sexily as I fucked her.

I fucked her hard like this for a while, hands fumbling between hiking up her dress and gripping her thigh, to squeezing her cheeks as I kissed her passionately. I would even grip her slender shoulders and let her pick her knees up as I squeezed her smallish tits through her dress.

'Yes!' Emma moaned as I railed into her energetically. 'Fuck me just like that!'

'You're so fucking gorgeous,' I said in between sloppy rough kisses, tightly gripping her face and thigh as I lifted her leg up higher to fuck her deeper.

'Ohmygosh!' She bellowed as I picked her other leg up, pile driving into her as hard as I physically could.

He dress fell over her stomach, revealing her pale white pussy and upper thighs to me for the first real time since we'd known each other. 'Fuck,' I exclaimed, pulling my cock out of her to gander at just how beautiful her pussy was.

'What's wrong?' Emma asked, opening her big beautiful eyes and staring up at me.

'I'm sorry, I'm just quite hungry... do you mind if I uhh... have a little bite to eat before we continue?' I asked jokingly, pointing down to her glorious cunt.

'What do you- Ahhh!' Emma moaned as I dived down, shoving my tongue deep into her pussy, making sure to use every technique I'd acquired over the years.

'Mmm,' I moaned as I rotated my tongue in her cunt. 'I very rarely do this, so you should feel lucky,' I said before focusing completely on the cunt.

'Fucking yes!' Emma exclaimed, arching her chest upwards and placing her hands on my head. 'Eat my pussy!'

I dug my tongue even deeper into her, twisting and turning it inside until she could barely breathe she was feeling so much pleasure. 'God!' She screeched, nearing her climax which signalled to me that it was time to bring in the big guns, namely my swift fingers which immediately got to work in stimulating the parts of her pussy that my tongue couldn't reach.

'Ahhhh! Fuck!' Emma let out, barely able to breathe as she came hard, even going so far as to squirt a little on my face.

'Mmm,' I moaned as I pulled myself away from her pussy. 'Anyone ever done that to you before?'

'No fucking... no fucking way,' she panted, sweating all over and trying to catch her breath. 'Do what... fuck me however you want me, I'm yours now...' Emma muttered, barely staying coherent.

'I was hoping you'd say that,' I said before kissing her, letting her own pussy juices over her lips.

I pulled her up and flipped her over, setting her on her knees. 'Why do men always like to fuck me from behind?' Emma joked as I got to my knees and placed my hands on her amazing ass.

'I think it's a power fantasy,' I said as I pulled her by her ass and shoved my cock inside her cunt.

'Ahhh!' She moaned, biting her bottom lip as I fucked her from behind.

My pelvis slapped her ass cheeks as I railed her, which created the hottest slapping noise each time I slammed her. 'I love that sound,' I seethed, gripping her ass tighter and pulling it into my incoming cock faster.

'Me too,' Emma moaned.

Emma moaned louder and louder, each time I pounded her. Digging her hands into the grass and biting her bottom lip harder as we went. 'I fucking love this ass,' I said as I gave it a friendly slap.

'If you like it so much why'd you hit it?' Emma questioned as I continued to fuck her doggy style.

'Tough love,' I said simply, slapping her perfect round ass again before picking up my fucking pace even more so.

'Fuck,' I exclaimed, feeling like I was about to cum.

I pulled my cock out. 'Something wrong baby?' Emma asked, turning her head back to look at me.

'This fucking ass,' I said, gripping it. 'If I keep fucking you like this we'll be done before sunset... I need a change of pace,' I said, sitting back down on the grass, the blades rubbing against my balls.




The Lowdown Ch. 05



'What about we take it nice and slow huh?' Emma said, turning around and crawling toward me.

'I think I like where this is going,' I said as Emma pushed me backwards so I was half in the sand.

Emma then removed her dress, revealing her perky, smallish tits. 'Nice,' I said, leaning up and taking one in my hand, thumbing her tiny nipples as I kissed her on the lips.

'Oh you like my tits?' Emma questioned as I gripped her entire tit in my hand. 'It's not usually something boys talk about.'

'You'd have to be crazy to not like these,' I said kissing her on the cheek. 'They're beautiful.'

Emma pushed me backwards again. 'Flattery will get you everywhere,' she said as she grabbed my cock in her hands and licked the shaft all the way up.

'Oh Jesus,' I moaned, looking her directly in her beautiful eyes as she took my cockhead in her mouth.

'Mmm,' she moaned as she wrapped her tongue around my dickhead and sucked hard.

'Ohh yeah,' I moaned, eyes rolling in the back of my head as I marvelled at the cock sucking skill of the goddess I was with.

Emma took more of my cock into her mouth, making sure to continue to use her tongue to play with it. 'Oh my God!' I exclaimed as she licked around the ridges of my helmet.

'Never stop,' I begged, more to some higher power than to her. She had no intention of stopping, in fact with each passing second she took more and more of my cock into her mouth, until eventually she had the whole thing inside.

My eyes widened, it didn't even seem like she needed to breath. There was no gag reflex at all, Emma Stone was well and truly born to suck cock. Eventually though, all good things have to come to an end, so she pulled my cock out of her mouth and began to jack it.

'Anyone ever done that to you?' Emma questioned as she stroked me off.

'That is certainly new,' I said, leaning up and pulling her towards me and kissing her on the lips.

She climbed up onto me and lowered her pussy onto my cock. 'Shit!' She moaned, seemingly forgetting how good my cock felt inside her.

'Mmm,' I said as I lent up, wrapping her legs around my waist so we were in a lotus position. 'Ready for the home stretch?'

'Fuck me,' Emma sighed softly in response.

The two of us bucked into each other, our legs crossed as our bodies slapped together. 'Jesus,' I moaned as I kissed her on the lips.

'Holy shit!' Emma let out, our mouths were now ravishing each other just as hard as our fuck parts were.

I could feel a powerful surge of pleasure coming up through my body, as we fucked each other into pure ecstasy I could sense that it would all come to a close soon. 'Ahhh!' The two of us exclaimed together, our bodies merging together in a fire of pure passion as we each came harder than I think either of us ever had before.

We just stared blankly at each other, panting heavily as cum filled her pussy. 'Have you ever?' I questioned and she shook her head. 'Have you?' Emma asked and I did the same. The two of us immediately started passionately kissing again, our genitals still fused together.

We laid together on the beach for a long time after this, watching the sunset, eventually mustering the courage to fuck again. We fucked a lot throughout that weekend, until eventually I had to go back to America. She came with me to the airport, and we fucked one more time in the bathroom... we said our goodbyes and I found myself sitting on the plane, alone and smiling giddily and wondering to myself...

'What did I do to deserve this?'

End of Chapter 5