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The Others Ch. 1

By: frontman



You all know the score. This is a parody and nothing more. The names of the bands bare no relations to current/past bands.

Buffy and co. are all property of their respected studios etc. So therefore all the rest belong to me, any copying will result in a large number of lawyers ransacking your homes in anger. ;) This is a work of fiction and nothing more. Enjoy it or hate it please rate it… as this is my first go at it. 

Cheers.

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Where do I begin? In four years my life from student lay about to rock superstar has been an amazing ride, times has been tough but other times has been phenomenal. But what was best? The thousands screaming at your presence on stage? The money? The parties? Or the women? I know and I'll tell you.

This is the short version of my rise; the long one is too dull. It all started back in university when me and four other guys decided to form a band, our goal was to destroy that thing called popular music and all that it stood for, four angry young men looking for a way to reach the masses we turned to rock. After much searching four more guys joined the band, which was, christen 'Organized Solitude'. It was our very own posse who all contributed to the band. I was the lead singer and could play no instruments at all but it never troubled me. The band spent at least a year writing and playing small gigs; the biggest capacity crowd we attracted was around 200, not much huh? But one record company spotted us and before you know it we produced an album, it sold 16000 worldwide. At least someone brought it! 

We were delighted nonetheless and we drank what profit we had and partied in Holland whenever we could.

This stopped briefly after another year because our big break came, well more slapped us in the face. A small U.S movie was being produced and the makers contacted us to write a song for the film, never in my time with the band have we worked so hard, never have we been so sober for so long. But then it was ready and sent off to America, we waited and waited, six months later we got a call from our U.S contacts, the film was number 8 in the charts, we released the song that week and then it was there, 34 on the billboard charts but not for long, it peaked at number 6! Yes six! 

Here in the UK we made number 10 alone all thanks to the expose in the U.S but best of all we had two number ones, in Germany and Australia, we loved those guys. 

Our contracts was extended, money was pouring in, more drinking began, and an album was produced, with our second single reaching number 4 in America and number 9 in the UK. The album wasn't a big success but we sold more than our last one that's for sure.

It all went wrong a year ago and we split rather angrily, but I managed to keep one of our base players with me and formed a new band, 'The Others'. Me on vocals, Jon on base, Rich on lead guitars, Dave on guitars and our drummer was a find, Suzie. Let me tell you about Suzie, she was born in Hammersmith, London and has a long musical background, she always wanted to go into music but found many groups ignored female drummers but Suzie was a find, not only was she good she was amazing. She was also stunning, chocolate skin you just want to eat, short dark hair to compliment her beautiful face, 34D breast that really have a life of their own when were playing, sometimes it's very hard to concentrate, trust me. But Suzie was a tough girl, she made it clear she wanted to be recognised for her talents and not her breasts, and we understood her feelings which is why this band got on so well, we were forward and truthful, if we were shit on stage, we'll say so. 

The band worked and worked, we found a new record company and produced an album, it was a great success, we broke the U.S market with our first number one but still missed out on the UK one, success was all down in fairness to the record company for publicising the band so much.

Then a bigger break came, days after our number one, a long distance call from the representatives of Buffy the Vampire Slayer TV show wanted us to appear on the show, we agreed and this is were the fun began.

We guessed as a vampire band touring the world and eating the groupies after show, we do a gig at Sunnydale where as you guessed it Buffy sorts us out. We were on screen a total of 4 mins but it was cool even the two hours in make up. Of course the best part was the women, Willow, sorry Alison, Emma Caulfield and of course Sarah Michelle Gellar. 

Now Sarah was and still is one of the women in the world who you just can't help but stare at and who looks stunning no matter what time of day it is, what situation or what she has on. Being around her was amazing; although we had met a number of so called celebs, with the exception of Angelina Jolie and J-lo, no one like Sarah made me nervous. Sarah was a quiet girl when it came to off set interaction, the cast were like a family so it was hard as one off guests to break into that clique but the night after our shoot we got invited to a party with the guys, Sarah wasn't going to attend which was a disappointment but Emma Caulfield was enough to keep me happy.

The night went well, plenty of drinks for all in a local studio bar, when out the blue Sarah showed up, she wore her blonde locks up in a bun and a frown on her face. The clothes she had on was casual, jeans with a black thick jumper, it turned out Freddie, Sarah's love of her life, had to bail out of their date because of a re-shoot on his latest movie. Sarah didn't say much to us, we were outsiders, but a few more JD and coke was making me braver and when she suddenly decided to leave, I followed. I don't think anyone noticed me leaving.

I caught up with Sarah and asked if she was all right, she tried to brush me off so I asked if I could escort her to wherever she was going, after much pressuring on my part she agreed. She needed to pick up something she left on set, a coat. She cleared me with security and we wandered on set. 

I tried my best to make chit chat but she didn't seem to open up until I asked her about her future husband. She talked about him working on a big movie and the wedding plans but she seemed a little disappointed by the idea she was soon to be Mrs Freddie Prinze. She told me about how much she was in love with him but thought marriage to him might have been too hasty.

"It's just wedding day nerves." I said.

"The wedding is eight months away." She said with a smile.

"Well guess it's early then."

It was at this point she seemed to act little bit more comfortable with me, we picked up the coat on the set of willows bedroom and made our way back. When we passed through the street sets we had begun to talk about love and all things men/women. She asked me were I get ideas for our songs about love I said we don't sing love songs only ones about how crap life is. She saw the funny side but I wasn't joking. 

At some point, in view of the exit, we stopped; the conversation was now about past girlfriends on my part and sex on her part. If I wasn't sobering up I would have sworn she was flirting with me and what I was about to do would have been blamed on my drunkenness (Only I wasn't that bad). I moved in suddenly and gave her a kiss on her lips; she wasn't expecting it at all hence why she moved back in horror. She was shocked; I was about to say something when a sharp slap connected with my face.

"What?! What are you doing?" she said in a raised voice. 

"I'm sorry, really, I just thought, you could do with a kiss, I mean I just wanted to kiss you."

She moved past me without a word, "Leave me alone." She said harshly.

"Sarah wait," She stopped but kept her back to me, "I'm sorry, I'm just a little drunk, you know, a good looking, beautiful woman like yourself, talking to me is just to hard to resist, you know? I'll never meet you again so I figured what the hell. Please Sarah no one will ever need to know about this right?" yeah I saw the headlines, 'Singer tried to seduce me' Gellar tells all!

Sarah glanced over her shoulder, I wasn't sure but there was something in her eye, a glint, a glimmer of understanding or maybe attraction, but it went as quickly as it came. She walked away.

I turned back to the set and cursed. I was alone in the streets of Sunnydale after being blazed by Buffy. I moved towards a shop window looking inside, forgetting it was a TV studio for a minute when I was startled by the reflection of Sarah behind me, I turned suddenly and faced her, she gave me a small smile and moved towards me, "No one has to ever know…" she stepped right into me and we locked lips, first it was a soft kiss which turned into a full lock, her tongue darted into my mouth and stroked mine, it was an electric feeling, a jolt to my senses, I began to kiss back, my hands found their way to her back as I pulled her in further, she then stopped and moved back an inch, "Right?"

I stared in her delicious eyes, she knew my answer when we locked lips again, she threw her arms around the back of my neck, her pert breast thrusted into my chest, despite the thick jumper I could feel them and the heat her body was radiating. I moved her around and pushed her back into the wall, I stared to kiss her down her neck, she signed in pleasure, raising her head to allow me better access. Her skin was so soft, it was like silk, and I wanted to saviour every taste like a man who hadn't eaten for the last year. My right hand moved to grasp her breast, while my left hand edged around her ass, pushing her hips into mine. By now I had a raging hard on, I was still in shock by what was going on, even months on this was the scene that helped me wank off on those lonely nights. 

I massaged her breast through the jumper as we kissed like crazed animals, this wasn't making love, this was going to be pure raw sex. My other hand quickly moved up the back of her jumper, her skin jumped up with Goosebumps from my cold hands, I caressed her silky back until I found her bra but it went no farther, Sarah spoke in-between kisses, "Stop playing….around,….fuck me."

I couldn't believe my ears, this was truly the night of my life! Sarah grabbed my hard on through my jeans, I couldn't help but gasp, next she bit my bottom lips and sucked on it hard, I realised then she like it a little rough. She fumbled with my jeans and undid it; I removed my hands from her to help. Under the jeans I wore black CK boxers, Sarah stroked my dick through the material, it felt so good to be touched by such a woman. We embraced again as I kicked of the jeans and began to undo Sarah's tight pair, she help as they too were kicked off. She wore a pair of pink panties that were soaked with her juices, I never forgot that smell, it was wonderful. I pushed her into the wall again, we kissed roughly before she pulled my boxers down to reveal my eight inch prick, she cooed slightly from the sight and grasped it in her tiny hands, "I want it so bad." She said. God so did I. I removed her hand and took hold of my dick, I teased it briefly over her soaked panties, this caused her to moan gently. "Please." She begged, "Please fuck me." I pushed aside her panties and let the tip of my prick touch her pussy, she smiled briefly, "This feels good, put it in, please."

Both my hands went to her ass and hoisted her up in my arms, again she was forced into the wall along with my prick sliding into her about an inch, she groaned even more, "Please….fuck….this will be so…uhhhgg!"

I wasted no more time before I rammed it in all at once, her pussy was so damn tight I had to let out a groan, Sarah was in ecstasy, I was in heaven, this was the tightest pussy in my life, the warmth, the pleasure was indescribable. After a few seconds I began to pull out and then push back in, I quickened the trust, each time Sarah would gasp, "Uhhg….yeah….God!"

She went quiet for a while as I began pistoning faster and harder in her pussy; the juices that flowed gave me more of a chance to do this. She buried her face in my neck, breathing sharply and fast, the faster and harder I went her breathing match it. But I wanted to see her face, I wanted to know I was fucking Sarah Michelle Gellar, so I pulled her head back, she gave me a wicked lustful grin and began moving her hips into each of the trust, "That's it." She groaned even louder, her eyes glistened with lust, sweat shone of her face, she looked like she was in heaven. Sarah pushed back against the wall, arching her back and trusting her hips forward, the access was superb, I was getting close to Cumming, I had to slow things down or this night will have been over before it began. 

I let her drop from my hands, luckily she landed on her feet, but she was shocked, "What? No don't stop." Her voice retained a lustful tone. I wasn't going to, I motioned for the ground and she understood, we carried on kissing as we made our way to the concrete floor, Sarah rolled on top of me, kissing passionately, sucking my tongue, biting my lips, she was loving every moment, she guided my prick to her pussy, it slid in without to much trouble this time as she straddled me and bucked her hips in time against each of my thrusts. She put both my hands on my chest, feeling my body through my shirt, she closed her eyes and moaned, "God this feels sooooo…." She never finished, as I wanted the control here, I turned her over to the ground; my hand comforted her head as I positioned myself on top.

I put my weight on my hips as I began to thrust with all my might, my arms free and by the side of her head I watched her face intently, Sarah said in between breaths, "Harder….please…." I was going as hard as I could, god this girl was going to the death of me!! I could however sense she was close to Cumming. She matched the thrusts from me, God this was heaven, her pussy was red hot. 

"Oh God….yeah….that's so good…." Sarah had her eyes closed as her head went side to side, her delectable mouth agape as her tongue licked her lips, her breathing was heavy, "God….I'm Cumming…..I'm gonna cum….yeah, God yes!"

Me too, shit I didn't want to get her pregnant, I wanted to pull out but just as the words formed in my mouth Sarah said, "Don't pull out….Uhhhg. I'm on the pill…ohhhh…." That's all I needed to know, Sarah's legs wrapped around my ass, allowing me to go in further, then I lost it, with a sharp intense groan I shot my load deep into her pussy, Sarah went over the edge, "Yessssss….I'm….cummmmmmmmmmmm!!!!" she never finished as she let out a shudder with vibrated her whole body and mine, I could feel her juices coat my dick as I kept shooting what I had and coated her pussy walls as best I could. 

After a long thirty seconds, my lips met hers, in a kiss that lack the previous energy we had minutes before, I rolled to the side still locked in the embrace and still with my dick in her but she wanted it inside her as long as possible and so she rolled on top of me, making a kind of satisfied humming noise as we kissed. Finally my dick slid out of her amazing pussy and our kiss broke, she looked into my eyes and smiled before she rested her head on my chest.

I kept my eyes on her as she rose and fell on my chest as I breathed deeply, I couldn't see her face but I believe she too was exhausted. Yes I know it was only a few minutes long but it was an intense few minutes with one of the world sexist women. It didn't sink in until the next morning but I had just shagged Sarah Michelle Gellar!

My thoughts were broken by her voice, "No one ever needs to know." This wasn't a question but a statement. I agreed. She looked up at me briefly then back across the set, I could only assume guilt was now striking her but nothing was said for a good five minutes. 

I could feel the warmth of her pussy against my bare leg and it was exciting, add to that we could have been caught by one of the guards and my dick stirred to life. Sarah noticed it slowly rising to a half erection, she got up on her elbows and looked at me, she smiled, "Ready to go again huh?" 

I was about to answer when a mobile phone went off, it wasn't mine but Sarah's, the smile disappeared as she looked at me with a disappointed frown. She does that a lot I found out. But it never stops her from looking extremely beautiful. 

Needless to say the night ended there. Sarah escorted me back to the bar but went home, no one had really missed me. I got on with my life, as did she I'm sure. But a funny thing happened two weeks later…

After a busy day of filming a video and recording on Jay Leno's show, we went for drinks in New York and were back in the Hotel buy 3am, we had a flight back to the UK at 6am!! I got a call on my mobile, only four groups of people ring me on my mobile ever; my family, the band, my very few close friends and the boss of our record company. This time however it was a mystery caller, adamant to answer I wasn't going to let it keep ringing, I answered and got a female voice on the other side, she said, "I saw you on Jay Leno, You sounded good."

"Who is this? How did you get this number?" I was straight to the point but I'll give you one guess who it was. Yep. 

She said to me, "I don't know how to put this, but I kinda wanna meet up again, if you like."

To be continued...

The Others Ch. 2



Yes it continues...

And yes it's been a while...

Last time we met the narrator and his first encounter with Sarah Michelle Gellar, and he thought it was a simple one-night stand...!

I never fully introduced you to the rest of the band last time, well I did mention Suzie in detail but I never did the rest of the guys justice; after all they play a large part of the story later on.

Jon, who was on base, has been my closest friend since I was ten, it amazed me we kept in touch after going our own paths when I went to Uni but with the first band I was adamant he was involved. Jon was a tall guy around 5"11 or something thereabouts. He bore a close likeness to Hugh Grant only skinner and not as good looking and always with a funny coloured woolly hat on his frame.. 

Rich was a former sports freak that has slowly joined the beer drinking hell we created for ourselves. He was a muscled man who dealt with all our problems if it came to physical ones I mean. He looked like a young and leaner Ray Winstone. 

Dave was the manic who never learnt to grow up and we love him for that, long dark hair, massive sideburns he was in his mind Jim Morrison reborn. 

Anyway back to the important stuff, yes me and Sarah had arranged to meet again after our intense first meeting she seemed anxious for a second round. But this was top-secret stuff, no one had to know or even get a hint of an affair on her part and me being a marriage wrecker (sort of).

The chance came when we had to film our latest video for our last song to be released from the album. I arranged with Sarah for her to appear in the video, she loved the idea, her appearing in a rock video would both boost her image to a new audience and she would be close to me. She had a week off in November (seven months and one week till her wedding) so she flew over to London to discuss the video and start filming. We got her booked in the same hotel and on the same floor (I wanted easy access before you ask!) and work on the video was scheduled for only three days. She arrived here without any fan fare or mass crowds of the media photographing her every move, which eased any fear I had that someone suspected. She treated me like any old friend when I first saw her, a peck on the cheek, a handshake to the suits that were the record company, when they found out I had secured Sarah Michelle Gellar I think one of them nearly choked out of surprised, everyone loved the idea. She asked about the weather and about sights she caught on the way to the hotel, in truth this was like any meeting with a celeb only it was me who had invited the world famous celeb to work with us. How our lives had changed!

On the first day we all discussed the video with the director and producer, it was our first rock ballad type song, it featured a heavy guitar riff but also some gentle singing on my part. The video didn't need for Sarah to do much, she was to spend a lot of time in a room sitting on a stool in front of a piece of glass separating me from her as I sung my heart out to her, she had to not flinch and not take her eyes of me. The real kicker comes when her side of the room is engulfed in flames and she vanishes in the fire, I fall to the floor in pain. (Thought you might like it). There is however some flashback scenes of her and me as well as the band doing 'fun' things like playing football in the park, bowling, enjoy our company etc. Those scenes were great because I was close to her all the time, she even had one of her suggestions of her character kissing me, like it was the first time, put in the video, it was a brilliant idea if I do say so.

In between the shoot she did interviews with the likes of MTV, SKY television, a couple of magazines and our making of the video crew but once the shoot was over we partied. Sarah was only too willing to join in, but for the four days she was there so far she and I never crossed paths like our last meeting. The day of the drinking was her last night there and we went full out to make it a hell of a night. But as with all good things it had to end, at only two in the morning we all returned to the hotel and in my room we all crashed and had a few late drinks. A game was started where we told some of our sexual adventures. I went first, recounting a tale with an off-duty cop in Amsterdam and her handcuff's. Sarah decided to go next and guess which fucking story she retold?! Yes! Everyone liked it but I kept silent and smiled. The night ended with several of the others leaving, Sarah was asleep on my bed, Suzie wanted to help me move her but I said it was ok, she said goodnight and left, I looked down at the sleeping beauty, she wore no shoes on her petit feet, a pair of black loose slacks that still curved in the right places. The top she had on was a tight red t-shirt that went with a discarded black jacket.

She was lying on her side with her head resting on both her hands, curled up in the foetal position and every bit as sexy as you think it is. I joined her on the bed also on my side and stared at her face, I wanted to wake her up but I would have felt guilty, instead I said in a whisper, "God you are beautiful." Not expecting an answer I got one.

"Thank you." She whispered back, "Everyone gone?" she said without opening her eyes.

I said yes and was rewarded with the batting of her eyelids and the vision of those eyes, she pursed her lips briefly before smiling and releasing her hands from the constraints, "I've been waiting for this for so long." With that she lifted her head to mine and our lips made gentle contact, I couldn't help but run my tongue over her lips, she smiled and almost giggled, "I like that." She said. I agreed.

We embraced in a long lengthy kiss, it was truly passionate as our tongues ran riot with each other. I ran my right hand through her hair; this was a first for me as last time it was confined in a bun atop her head. My hand's roaming didn't end there as it moved down her back and stopped around her ass, I'll say this it was as perfect as perfection could be. A few minutes of tongues passed when Sarah moved into her lust filled mode, she grabbed at my crotch and my ever-rising dick, she smiled during kissing and managed to say, "God I want you." 

The frenzy began, I moved my hands to the front of her crotch, rubbing her through the material, teasing her for the briefest of seconds before her hand grabbed at my trousers and the button and zip, I aimed to do the same and quickly found access to her underwear, her panties felt smooth and rich, no doubt expensive but it was ruined by the wet patch which I teased my finger around. I felt her take a deep breath as I rubbed gently over the panties, teasing her and distracting her from reaching my dick. I didn't waste anymore time, I slipped my fingers under her panties, it snaked through her thin coat of hair and found the lips of her pussy, I teased it, she smiled to herself then suddenly she resumed her work, she successfully got passed the button and zip and plunged her warm hands down my boxers and gripped my prick at the base and quickly set it free from the boxers. This never stopped me from fingering her lips and teasing her clit, every now and then she would sigh with pleasure, her eyes shut but her mind on another plain. 

She had now began to wank me off, her small hand roughly slid up and down at first but as if sensing my discomfort she eased on the pressure and found the right rhythm and strength, it was my turn to take a breath, what a moment, but it gets better.

I was lying on my side as Sarah was on her back so I had a perfect view of her as I steadily put pressure on her clit with small circular movements, minutes passed and her breathing increased in speed, she was loving this, I asked her if she liked this, she just replied with a small nod. Minutes went by like seconds before I could sense her coming close to orgasm, she shifted every now and then opening her legs wider, she wanted me to put my finger inside her but I wouldn't, at times I teased her lips but never went further this was my chance to get her worked up and I wasn't going to miss it.

I watched Sarah as she approached her climax, her mouth opened but no sound came out, her body tighten and back arched, she released her hand on my cock and finally spoke, "Oh God, Oh God, please fuck me," she let out a groan and fell flat on the bed again, "Oh my... That was so good. Your so good at that you tease." She opened her eyes and stared at me, still looking a bit out of breath, she smiled and lifted her head up and we kissed. I still find it hard to believe to this day I hadn't cum from what I saw alone. 

Sarah made the next move by getting on top of me and placing her legs astride my body and touching my erection, she slowly and I mean slowly began to grind her crouch against my erection, placing both hands on my chest she smiled at me sealing my vote for her as the worlds sexist woman next year!

She removed my shirt in seconds and while still grinding her body on mine she removed her top to reveal a red bra that held together the one thing I never got close to the first time, her breasts. Sarah leant forward to kiss me on the forehead allowing me to touch her chest but not her breast exactly, I know what she was doing, she was teasing me now. She kissed her way down my face, neck and chest until she reached my navel. Then her fingers dug into my trousers and they where gently pulled off me, my socks followed and that left me unashamedly naked in front of her. Her face rose close to my midsection as she kissed and tongued my navel as my dick poked at her upper chest and then she rose up a few more inches to allow my hard dick to rub on her right breast, this quickly slipped in-between them as she rocked gently up and down. It felt good but not what I wanted, I pulled her up to my mouth as we kissed again but my hands latched on to her slacks and pulled them down. Soon we were both naked, she commented on my sudden urgency with; "Looks who's impatient now?" 

She had turned on to her back and I was on top, I have to admit it crude as it may be but I seriously wanted to fuck her brains out. I let my dick touch the edges of her pussy lips as we swapped tongues like crazed animals, she broke the kiss to taught me, "What are you playing at? You scared to fuck me now, think you can out tease me, huh?" she tried to thrust her hips to catch my dick but I was on the ball here, I let her talk, "Don't fuck around, you want it as much as I do so don't..." I had enough of her talking and pushed forward, she let of a satisfying moan as I slid in all I could into her moist pussy, it was still as tight as I remember but I could handle it this time, soon enough I had a steady pacing going as I pushed hard into her small frame. Sarah had that look on her face, that look a girl would give when you were definitely doing something right. 

"Come on harder." She breathed after a minutes silence, "Harder."

I knew I'd hear this so I began piston harder into her well lubricated pussy, our bodies close and joined in sheer lustful pleasure. I wanted to make sure she didn't come to England without a decent memory so I stepped up the pace, she loved it, "Fuck me hard." She moaned, I wanted to get deeper so I paused to hoist her legs on to my shoulder (a porn star move I know!), each leg on each shoulder, I grabbed her hips and went at it harder than I knew how. As I pushed harder and faster, I watched her smile, on screen it was always a cheeky Buffy smile, right here right as I was forcing my dick in her pussy with every bit of strength, her smile was that of pure lust, she loved this and I wasn't complaining.

She urged me on trying to pushed herself on to me, "Uhh that's it... hmm. Fuck that's so good." She hummed flicking her eyes open and closed. I moved one of my hands over her right breast, pinching the nipple slightly, she groaned, I didn't know how much I had left in me I was so close to erupting, so close. 

"Sarah I'm going to cum." I managed to say.

"Just a little longer, keep going, come onnnn," she almost squealed, "Yeah, fuck me harder, I love it... uhh... you like fucking me?" I nodded, "You wanna cum in me don't you, you wanna come in my fucking pussy," she was rambling now, groaning in pleasure, her every word was chipping away what will power I had, I needed to cum she was close too, "Yeah that's it... ohhh... fuck..."

"Oh shit I'm cumming," I said, "Oh Goddamn."

"Yeah... cum in my cunt... ohhh my GODDDDDD!!!"

With that I pushed with every ounce of energy and flooded her pussy with every thing I could muster, I felt it shoot out with a torrid force, it was unimaginable pleasure. 

Sarah was breathing hard and fast and I wasn't much better, her brow glisten with sweat as her chest rose and fell, her eyes met mine and she smile once again, I returned it. I let her legs fall and slid out of her slowly, I glanced at my dick to notice it glistening with her cum before I moved to her side where we embraced in a long kiss. "God," she said, "That was amazing, no one has ever fucked me that way before."

There was only one thing I could say in returned, "The night's not over yet."

Sure enough we woke in the middle of the night for a late snack and something a little more, we stuck to the simple position this time as both of us were exhausted but we still fucked our hearts out.

Come the morning she woke me up with a nice surprise, my dick was lathered in a warm moist tongue from the stunning Sarah Michelle Gellar, she lapped it up like a true professional. This was a Hollywood A-list blowjob, she bobbed her head slightly each time engulfing my knob even more every time, all the while she licked the underside of my dick. It sent the best shivers down my spine, this girl was hungry no doubts about it and she got what she wanted when I blew my morning load into her mouth, she never removed my dick swallowing all she could like the best cock sucker could.

I fell asleep some time afterwards only to be woken up by Suzie's voice, she was standing in the bedroom doorway, "Oi get up you lazy wanker... got work to do."

"Where's Sarah?" I asked glancing sleepily around, it was clear she was gone.

"She left an hour ago, flying back to the U.S," Suzie half smiled, "What's the matter hoping for another ride?" I was a little taken aback, "Lucky I was the only one who heard, but don't worry I won't say anything... for now."

To Be Continued...



The Others Ch. 3



Hey boys and girls, just carrying on the band’s stories, there are other celebs out there apart from SMG but that isn’t to say she’s out of our narrator’s life just yet…

You all know the score on parodies etc…

The band had noticed a little bit of a change in me, they figured I was a bit down about something but were never sure about what exactly, but Suzie our drummer knew all to well I was hung over on Sunnydale’s slayer, Sarah Michelle Gellar.

Since she left that morning to return to the states I have heard nothing from her, I watched the show religiously but get little satisfaction. When I was that close to her why settle for second best?

But I knew the chances of anything happening between us two was remote, she was due to marry and live happily ever after but what about me? Well I hadn’t figured out just yet. Our top priority was clear, we wanted our first UK number one, we cracked the states and we loved it but our original goal was to rid the charts of crap from all the manufactured shit out there, that was the reason I started. What kept us off the top spot last time? Fucking Ronan Keating. Bastard.

So we arranged for a tour of the UK’s biggest cities to promote our new single, the one that featured Sarah in the video. That was over five weeks ago. The record company were pissed off we hadn’t promoted in the more lucrative U.S market but I told them to fuck off. The press had a field day with that one.

We did live gigs in Birmingham, Southampton, Cardiff, Manchester, Liverpool, Newcastle, Nottingham, Bristol (home town for me and Jon), London (three times) and Bournemouth (Rich’s home town). Three weeks of intense playing and for our efforts we claimed our first UK number one now we needed a break.  

Now I’m sure some of you have heard of a little known singer by the name of Christina Aguilera, yes that Aguilera, she famous for two things, being a bitch and being a little slut. Sorry any fans of hers but my dealings with her have always left a bad impression with the group and me. I first met her at a Paris party when I started The Others, I was still awe struck by the array of stars I’ve met in my short showbiz life, even if we were strongly against them you can’t help but be amazed that someone like Sting is standing shoulder to shoulder to you like it was an everyday thing or in this case bumping into Christina (literally) and getting her to call me a “Clumsy prick”. Celebrity or not I wasn’t too happy but then everything was a little intimidating for me so I walked away.

A week into our break we were all called into a very plush London hotel, the record company had a plan of some kind and had arranged a meet and greet with someone, we didn’t know who at the time but there we were in the lobby that was probably bigger than a fucking church and made to wait half an hour. A mother and her seventeen-year-old son actually recognised us but apart from that the high-class clientele darting to and fro made out us as the scruffy looking musicians with no dress sense. All of us sported jeans and old t-shirts, Suzie had a bag over her shoulder and some shopping bags, and one of her purchases was a digital camera as well as some shoes. Some number one rock stars we looked! But hey when your comfortable why change?

After half an hour of waiting some flash suited bigwig from our record company appeared and asked us to follow him. He was lucky the boys and me had spent the time trying to persuade Suzie to skip the meeting and go for a drink instead and we almost did.

We were escorted to the penthouse suite no less and found it empty of life save for another one of our record suits, some flashy guy who I’ve never seen before so he wasn’t one of ours. We were greeted and seated around some very comfortable couches and seats separated by a large glass coffee table when out the blue Christina Aguilera walked in from the bedroom, she wore a real tight pair of beige trousers and a animal patterned loose top, it was almost see through, enough to see her black bra underneath. If nothing else about Ms. Aguilera she had a figure most women would die for and most men would kill for and she knew that.

Old pumpkin head, as we called her, smiled and greeted us personally shaking our hands and saying “Hi, call me Christina,” We all smiled back trying not to make it look like we didn’t want too, “I don’t know each of your names but I’m sure I’ll learn it soon enough, if were going to work with each other it will help eh?”

All five of us shot a glance at our two grinning suits overseeing this meeting, they quickly got the hint as one of them stepped forward to answer our shocked expression, “Nothing is sorted guys but that’s what this meeting is for right?” he glanced at the other men, they nodded, “Right were popping out for a bite, Christina has agreed to look after you for a while.” Our suits moved to leave while the flashy one said goodbye to Christina quietly, then they all left, we were still in shock when Christina spoke.

“Drink?”

“Whisky.” I said quickly.

“It’s only just gone one o’clock.” Christina said surprised.

“Make it a whisky and coke then.” I replied seriously.

“Make it three more,” said Rich for the lads.

Suzie spoke as she stood, “I’ll have a vodka and orange juice, I’ll help you.”

“Is that nice? I’ve always been tempted to try that,” Christina said to Suzie as the pair moved to a small drinks cabinet in the far corner.

The guys and me gathered our heads among swiftly spoken whispers, “What the hell?” Jon said.

“I know, I know,” I said, “There is no way this is gonna happen.” The guys agreed this was a nightmare idea. Anyone remember the stick Limp Bizkit’s Fred Durst got for his duet with Christina? To this day it’s always unsure how the hell she roped Fred into ruining his image… we were going to find out.

The afternoon went by slowly, Christina had it in her mind she could talk her way into our plans, all the while Suzie got her into the vodka and orange’s big time, Christina didn’t make life easier for her as she kept putting us down. 

She said the following; we would never reach true top billing unless we worked with her. She gloated about her star appeal and how she could help us improve our looks i.e. piercing, dreadlocks and the love of Nu-metal, what the fuck was this girl going on about. She even said a number one in the UK was a worthless matter. We weren’t happy but kept silent and kept on drinking. Her flashy mate came back with our Record guys but she told them everything was cool and that we were going to party a bit, we shrugged and agreed. They left us alone with her, slowly the heat went up and the drinking and babbling went up a level. Vodka and orange went to just vodka; whiskey and coke became double whiskey neat. We ate from room service by the time darkness fell, Christina had several phone calls but she never really left our sides as we talked about all sorts of useless shit, soon enough sex came up. The heat doubled.

Old pumpkin head put music on at one point and then wowed us with a tale of sex with two men and even secret fantasies about women, shit this was certainly a erection stirrer but it got a whole lot better, a whole lot faster. She had an idea for a game, she removed the coffee table, clumsily spilling her drink, before she ordered us to be still. On one couch Rich and Jon sat, drinks in hand, while Dave, Suzie and me faced them on the other one. Christina fetched a bottle of champagne and put it on the relocated table before asking for the hand of our bemused Suzie. The pair stood in front of us, Suzie glancing at us as if looking for answers, we had none, Christina was almost trying to slow dance with Suzie. Rich signalled to me that maybe Christina had gone a bit mad and then she tried to kiss Suzie.

Suzie freaked, “What the hell?” she backed away suddenly as Christina laughed at her reaction, “Whoa there girl, no lips on me.” Suzie pointed at her as if telling her off. Christina just smiled, we weren’t sure how to react but to this day I really don’t know why I wasn’t more turned on, a fucking near call lesbian show, for us! But it wasn’t over, Christina giggled as she reached for the champagne bottle, popped it and returned to the ‘stage area’, she took a mouthful letting some slide down her chin and neck and on to her top, she handed the bottle to Jon and pulled her top clean off revealing her black bra in full, her hair bounced before she shook it roughly. She hovered above Jon, “No touching.” Was all she said and straddled him as he sat, both his hands were taken, one with his drink and the other with the bottle.

Suzie saw this as her cue to leave, “I think I’ll head home, I’ll take the tube.” She grabbed her stuff and made to leave, all but Jon and Christina said we’d see her later.

Christina began to grind her body against Jon who was a little taken aback but he was soon in the mood as she grinded her hips against his body and groin. Christina spent a few minutes teasing him as she rubbed her bra confided breasts in his face, Jon kissed and tongued what flesh he could get at but before he could get into anything she jumped off him taking the bottle with her, she moved in front of a grinning Rich who parted his legs in hope. Dave looked at me and said “What the fuck?” I shrugged as I saw Jon trying to recover.

Christina smiled down at Rich, “Drink?” was all she said before she took a long mouthful of the champagne but didn’t seem to swallow, she leaned into Rich, face to face as she let the bubbly slip out of her mouth and into his, he lathered up the juices dribbling down her chin and finally met her mouth and locked in what I could say was the steamiest kiss I’ve seen in a long time. They weren’t shy that was for sure.

For Rich it all seemed over too soon as Christina pulled away from a gasping Rich, she turned to face an eager Dave, I swear he licked his lips. She handed him the bottle then collared him by his t-shirt and pulled him off the couch and to the floor, she remained standing and undid her trousers in front of him! She slid it down and kicked it away and there she was standing in just her bra and panties, both black and both utterly sexy.

She apologised suddenly, “I like I lot more kinkier stuff but had I known you were coming…” she trailed off as she began to pour the remains of the bottle over her body then leaned down and straddled Dave who wasted no time in licking the body in front of him. Christina seemed to giggle a lot, as Dave made sure he didn’t miss a spot on her firm body. Dave had both his hands free as he massaged her ass but then moved up to release her bra, the champagne made it stick to her body so it never gave way, this was Christina’s cue to leave Dave and move towards me still on her knee’s.

She parted my legs were I sat and moved as close to me as she could, I glanced at the guys who were all still in disbelief, was this actually happening? Christina smirked slightly and said, “Well what do you want?” I couldn’t answer what my dick really wanted to do but she read my mind anyway, Christina’s hands moved to my jeans and groped my balls, she smiled at me then still making eye contact she undid my jeans and dug into my boxers to pull out my dick. Exposed to Christina she quickly covered it again with her mouth. It was cool yet amazingly felt good, real good as she teased her tongue around my cock-head before engulfing her tongue further down the base to my balls. I had to let out a moan of approval and half close my eyes but only for a spilt second, the boys all shifted in their seats or gasped in surprised. This isn’t the first time we’ve had girls in front of each other except no one was as bloody famous as old pumpkin head but it wasn’t going to disrupt our ranging erections. The lads could tell I was enjoying this from the smirk on my face as Christina began to tongue the tip of my dick again. Then I saw Jon slide from the couch to the floor like an alligator who’s spotted his prey, over Christina I saw him undoing his trousers, Dave almost laughed out loud like an excited hyena and Rich was the eagle waiting for his moment to strike. 

Jon eased aside her panties and eased himself in to Christina, she moaned with some surprise but didn’t stop or protest with her incredible blow job, she seemed to be spurred on by this new turn of event, Jon pulled back and push back as slowly as he could, he swore under his breath at what must have been a damn good feeling. It didn’t take long for him to increase his pace and for me to feel the change in Christina, she bobbed up and down on my dick, bringing that all to familiar feeling of oncoming pleasure, for both of us. Christina was already humming loudly on my soon to erupt dick as she was rammed from both ends, I began to thrust forwards into her mouth with one hand suddenly gripping her blonde locks as I reached boiling point, I didn’t warn her as I came deep inside her mouth but she didn’t stop sucking, she wanted every drop and that’s what she got, I gave her every drop I could as she attempted to shallow and that she did until she eased off letting some of the cum dribble from her lips and down her chin, she smiled at me as she pushed back at Jon. The sticky bra had fallen as she let Jon pound into her, her breast jumped with every single thrust, Jon gave all he got, Christina was still in-between my legs, hands gripping my jeans as Jon gave all he was worth, Christina found her voice, “Come on baby,” she said to Jon, teasing him to his edge, “Fuck… yes.” She never took her eyes of me, she loved this attention, “Come on… ohh,” she gasped, “I’ve had roadies do better…”

Jon either didn’t care or didn’t hear her cause he had his own agenda and he stuck to it, the sweat on his brow streaked his intense face, at the same time he fucked her faster, she began to moan and spouted some filthy stuff, “That’s it fuck my cunt… fuck it… I needed a good fucking today… come fuck me you son of a… ohhh… shit yeah.” She gripped my jeans even harder, Jon was moaning now.

“Come on you fucking whore… that’s what you are, oh I’m going to…”

“To what… come on say it…” she jumped in, breathing heavy all of a sudden, “This is the finest fucking cunt you’ll ever have…”

Jon pounded her with everything he had, “Taste this…” was all he said. 

Christina almost screamed as Jon slammed harder and harder into her pussy, “OHHHMYGODDD!” she was pushing back on him as hard as she could, “Oh oh oh oh oh…” was all she repeated and then the pair hit the spot, “Oh yes… fuck… cum in my fucking cunt… oh fuck yes… yes,” then she screamed. “YESSSSSSS!”

The pair seemed in their own world as they came, Jon looked wrecked but still kept thrusting away, “Oh you fucking bitch.” He said emptying everything he had inside of her. Christina’s head fell into my lap panting as Jon eased himself out; Christina giggled to herself for some reason as he fell back on the floor resting against the couch, still with the view of her ass and pussy.

Damn what a show.

But this wasn’t over, Christina began to stir, she raised her head and looked at Dave for a moment then found her energy to move towards him, still on her hands and knees. I caught sight of her cum filled pussy shining as much as her champagne soaked body as I did my jeans up before she stopped at Dave, she tugged at his jeans and slowly opened them, and Dave’s dick was straining to get out we all knew that, Dave was the best hung off all of us, we never asked but we’ve seen. When she gasped at the sight of it we knew she was shocked too, Dave was smiling like a Cheshire cat, as Christina wasted no time to lowering her self to the task, ensnaring her lips around his huge dick.

Rich all this time had been stroking his dick through his jeans sizing up his chance but he wasn’t going to get sloppy seconds, Jon had already done her in her pussy, Rich wanted something else, he wasn’t going to be left out after all. So I watched him lather up his fingers with his drink without realisation of what he intended to do. Rich moved towards Christina from behind, I think she expected him to fuck her like Jon but when he just ran his fingers over her ass and into her ass crack she knew different, she stopped sucking Dave to glance over her shoulder, was he going too far? “Don’t tease me…” was all she said. Rich undid his jeans and let his dick fall into his other hand, he stroked it looking at her ass, Christina smiled briefly and then went back to work on Dave, she was jacking him off now and licking the tip of his dick. Rich had moistened her hole as best her could and now was his moment of truth, he moved his dick along the hole, trying to find his opening, Christina began to moan already, Rich started to push slowly into her anus gripping her hips as his only leverage.

I didn’t think he’d do it but he did as Christina seemed to freeze over Dave as the sensations of Rich dick entering her ass took over, she moaned to herself as inch by inch Rich forced himself in, she grunted once it was in to the hilt. The pair froze until I swear it was Christina who moved forwards and push back on Rich then it started. Rich was now pushing in and out of her ass, slowly at first to ease the pain and then to increase the pleasure. She moaned and swore but she remembered her first duty and jacked off Dave, soon she was beginning to urge them on, “Come on… fuck me you bastard… I need your cum…”

Rich was ready to answer back, “You love it like this don’t you?” Christina moaned a yes but Rich repeated himself.

“Yes… I love being ass fucked… so much better…” she answered this time. Christina’s eyes kept flickering open and close doing her best to jack off Dave and stare him out, she was loving this I could tell that.

“You’re a slut aren’t you? A dirty slut.” Rich commented between each thrust.

“A fucking dirty slut…” she said back, “Fuck my ass… fuck… ohhh God!” she added. It was at this point she seemed to be boiling over and so was Rich, he was grunting like a wild animal as he gave all he could into that toned shapely ass of hers, his balls slapped on her pussy and Dave seemed to tense up, shit it was happening.

“Come on… ohhh yeah…” Christina was becoming vocal again, “That’s it… oh fuck…” her voice switched between high pitched and normal, “Ohh God… fuck yeah that’s it… fuck my ass you piece of shit… fuck me… make me cum… ohh shit… shit… shit… shit…” then she screamed, “OHHH SHIIITTT!”

She came hard panting, grunting and swearing like hell, Rich came too, he tensed up and came deep into her ass with a look of pure satisfaction on his face. At the same time Dave came, his huge dick exploded cum into Christina’s face, a Christina who was panting hard but still made the effort to catch what she could in her mouth. The cum hit mouth and chin and a lot of her neck as it dribbled on to her chest and her breasts, she never complained and she never stopped pumping his dick until he made her loosen her fingers.

Rich eased out of her ass and fell back, he looked shattered, we all were, the drinking and the fucking had taken it’s toll, especially Christina as she mumbled something about going again before she slumped to the couch next to Dave and passed out. I looked around at the guys who were all as stunned as me, Rich and Jon both laughed then me and Dave joined in.

Rich asked, “Are we with her then?”

Dave and me shook our heads, we all laughed but for Jon who said “I kind of liked her.” This brought on some more hysterical laughter. 

We weren’t being cruel intentionally but we had no plans to work with Ms. Aguilera, not until were six foot under, what happened that night was something we would try to keep to ourselves and if she remembered anything she would too. She would make her album without us; we loved her “Dirrty” video enough to ask for a copy from the girl… we never got one.