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Rimming the Movie Star (bisexual MMF menage)

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27 pages21 minutes

Summary

A-list movie star Chris Haverford has been indulging himself in a little bisexual experimentation on the set of his latest blockbuster with a couple of crew members.  Runner Bobby must touch himself in Chris's trailer to his instructions, but he's not allowed to climax until makeup artist Kay arrives.  And when she does, somebody's getting rimmed...

These saucy 4,500 words of uncensored bisexual fantasy contain a hot threesome with strong gay themes, masses of tension, extreme amounts of dirty talk, and a multiply orgasmic mind-blowing finale.

 

(N.B. This excerpt has been edited to meet content guidelines for story previews.  The uncensored story is considerably dirtier!)

Excerpt:

"So, Kay, what did you think of Bobby's big mouth?" said Chris.

Kay giggled, and Bobby blushed again.  "Oh, you wouldn't think that such a pretty face would have such a filthy, rude mind behind it", she said.  "Is he popping Viagra down at craft services or something?"

"Answer her!" said Chris.

"No..." said Bobby, pushing his feet deeper and deeper into the carpet covered floor.  "I just...you're just...it's just..."

"Awww", said Kay, "is the little dirty boy getting all bothered and embarrassed?  Is he worried that his big mouth is writing checks that his tiny ass can't cash?"

She walked right over in front of Bobby.  He could feel the heat coming off her body.  "What did you say you wanted?" she said. "Lick me all over.  Stick your tongue out."

Bobby had no choice but to obey.  Kay rolled her eyes.

"You want to put that tongue on me?  That mouth on my boobs?  Suck my nipples?  Bite them to see if I'd like it?" "Yes", said Bobby, in a very small voice.

"And then", said Kay, taking a firm grip of Bobby, pumping him hard.  Too hard.  He winced in discomfort.  "Then you want to squeeze me round your dick?  What the hell makes you think you'd ever be worthy of that?"

Bobby didn't answer, and then he felt Kay's hand changing angle, beginning to twist the skin.  "I've never given a Chinese burn like this before..."

"I just want to!" howled Bobby in desperation.  "I can't help myself!  You're so hot!  I'm sorry!  I can't help it!"

Kay let go, gently.  "Awww, Bobby", she said, tweaking his nose.  "Bobby, Bobby, Bobby.  Poor pervy boy."  She turned to Chris.  "You know", she said, "not all of his ideas were hilarious, and pathetic, and ones he should be ashamed of."

"Really?" said Chris.  Bobby got the feeling that they'd planned in advance what they would say now.

"That's right", said Kay.  "What if we..."  And she began to whisper in Chris's ear.

"God, you're filthy", said Chris.  "I love how filthy you are."

"You know it", said Kay.  "What do you think?"

"When can we start?" said Chris.

"As soon as he agrees", said Kay.  "Hey, Bobby.  How do you feel about having to work for your climax?"

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