WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the persons, places, events, etc depicted within. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence.
Featuring: Taylor Swift (singer), Karlie Kloss (model)
Adopt, Adapt, Improve Part 2
A celebrity erotic story
Codes: MFF, Cons, Oral.
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Not too long ago, Danny Jacob was a handsome but unfortunately homeless man attempting to scratch together a living by busking on the streets of New York in between less and health-and-safety conscious jobs. Then, by complete chance he was plucked off the streets by the global pop superstar singer Taylor Swift who gave him the opportunity to change his life forever. By being her personal fuck buddy.
A woman of high sexual needs, regardless of being in or out of a relationship, she needed someone to fuck to keep those cravings under control, but not have the baggage of a relationship that could be played out by the media and gossip websites. Fortunately, even with their greatly contrasting lives, he was able to handle the "interview process" and gave Swift the kind of fucking she was looking for and craving just hours after they met. And then again minutes later, and then again after the shower, and so on...
Weeks passed and now Danny looked and felt like a completely new man, and not just from the gym membership and work-outs. Officially on the payroll as part of Swift's entourage (listed to the public, should anyone ever ask, as a personal assistant even if those close to her knew the real truth but contracted to secrecy), his job was to give her his cock when she needed it, however she needed it. Be that a wake-up fuck, a mid-afternoon eating out, or some action before bedtime, when she made the call, he was right there to be willing, ready, and certainly able to give it to her.
Dressed in fashionable jeans and a buttoned shirt - a far cry from the torn rags he'd slummed it in during his, what now feels like a, previous "life" on the streets and hostels - he smiled as he flicked through a song book, his old guitar resting in his lap serving as the only reminder of what life was like before meeting Taylor. He hadn't visited any of his own haunts since taking on this "job", and having no cell phone back then he couldn't exactly call anyone, not that he figured anyone would care about him being gone now. Certainly, he had no intentions of trying to contact his family now - the reason he had ran away from home all those years ago in the first place.
He was happy. He was making money he could have never dreamed of having before even in his wildest dreams, had his apartment paid for along with most commodities and gadgets, and even received the odd "thank you" bonus present along the way for an extra good or long fuck. This was all almost too good to be true... But as he always said during his homeless days - Adopt, Adapt and Improve. Although he wasn't quite sure how life as Taylor Swift's secret fuck toy could improve...
His top of the range smart phone buzzed, the opening drums of "Shake It Off" sounding to make him smirk as he put the book and his guitar aside on the couch, pulling the phone out of his pants pocket and swiping it to take the call. "Hey Boss!" Danny said, knowing from the ID and ringtone who was on the other end of the line.
"Hey Danny, come on over. Got someone I want you to meet..." The sweet tones of his Boss replied back, perking his interest as she hung up the phone.
"That's different..." He mused to himself as he put the phone away and moved to stand up. He was used to hearing her request him over to her place for the usual action of some sort, but meeting someone? This could be interesting...
Grabbing his apartment keys, he headed out and moved along the corridor towards Swift's place. She hadn't been kidding about knowing that there was a place for him to live just a few minutes in the same apartment complex and the same floor - the perks of being as superstar he'd assumed. Even with the short distance, it was enough to build anticipation that sometimes was enough for when he arrived to knock at her door as he was currently doing she would haul him in, throw him to the floor and start riding him there and then.
Today however the door opened and Taylor Swift stood with a big smile on her gorgeous face, dressed in a nice short skirt, complimented with a sleeveless top that showed off her toned midsection along with her perky tits. The blonde singer motioned for him to step inside, soon closing the door behind him. "Danny, I'd like you to meet one of my best friends in the world - Karlie. And Karlie, this is Danny."
He blinked in surprise as stepping forward with a smile of her own was the stunning supermodel and former Victoria's Secret Angel Karlie Kloss, her leggy frame being shown off in a stylish red and black top with a longer, knee high skirt compared to the other blonde. She stepped forward and extended a hand that he happily shook, but noticed quite the obvious checking out of him that she was doing as she smiled a little broader. In the time he'd spent being employed by Swift, he'd gotten more the educated on the goings on in the showbiz world, including knowing who she was friends with, has worked with, and even inside information on "rivals" in the music industry. He was well aware of how big a friendship the two have.
"This is the hunk you've been bragging about..." Karlie says, still smiling as once the handshake is broken off she boldly places her hands onto his shirt-covered chest, running her hands over the material and up to the collar to toy with the surprised hunk.
"Yes, yes he is..." Taylor says with a grin of her own, moving around and slipping an arm around the other woman's waist as she moves in close to her. "This is my awesome fuck buddy. Aren't you Danny?"
"That I am Boss." He says, glancing between the two and wondering where this could possibly lead to although from the seductive gazes he was getting, he sure hoped it was heading one way more than any other.
"Tay' here says you are a great fuck. You might look the part, but I think... Well... How can we put this?" Kloss looks over to her bestie.
"We're going to fuck." Swift states as he uses a hand to pull the other blonde into a deep kiss, both women groaning as their lips press together and soon part, tongues flicking against the other as they close their eyes and make out in such a way that indicates the rumours they have been closer than just friends might be true, and then some.
"Shit... Sounds good to me..." Jacob mumbles as he stares at the red hot sight of two of the hottest women on the planet making out in front of him while one of them still grips his shirt.
"Mmmmm..." Swift breaks off the lip lock, turning her lusty gaze towards the man she employs. "Don't worry, we're going to have fun with each other and you... So don't disappoint us..." She says, before running her hands up so she can start to lift Karlie's top up, in turn making her release her hold on him so the garment can be removed, showing off the no doubt right from out of the Victoria's Secret high-end catalogue bra the model has on.