All-Star College

All of the following is complete and total fiction. Not a single word of it occurred, nor would it.

Author's Note: This chapter has been revised from it's original edition.

All-Star College Chapter 2

by MrMaxLord

Starring: Taylor Swift, Victoria Justice, Peyton R. List, Bella Thorne, Lili Reinhart, Demi Lovato, Sophia Bush, Selena Gomez, Sabrina Carpenter

Codes: MF, oral, anal, cons, DP, DVP, DAP

"Okay, how do I look? Peyton asked. She was modeling her Halloween costume to her roommate, Victoria Justice.

"Well, it's a t-shirt and cut-offs that almost show your ass." said Victoria. "So it's hot, but what are you trying to be again?"

"Vic, I'm a camp counselor from Friday the 13th. Didn't you see the shirt?" Peyton pointed directly to her chest, which did indeed read 'Camp Crystal Lake'. "It's part of a couples costume. I'm a counselor, Paul's going to be Jason."

"How appropriate, you're playing the victim to a giant monster."

"Vic...."

"Sorry, just joking in the sense I'm totally not."

"Well, I like him. What about you? What're you dressing as?"

"Beetlejuice. Sexy Beetlejuice, naturally."

"That can be sexy?"

"Peyton, I can make anything sexy. This is a walk in the park. What party you going to?"

"Kappa Alpha I think. The Beta Ki one I think couldn't get the student union so it might even be off."

"Wow, I'm sure Taylor's taking that well."

"You know her?"

"Nope." Victoria replied. "But I do know enough of her from one week here to know that she's not a happy camper right now."

"I guess. But, I mean, what can she do? The decision's been made."

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"Oh come on, Mr. McKracken!" Taylor said, her voice dripping with annoyance with a tinge of anger. "We both know I filled out the paperwork a good week before school started. I paid the fees. I paid extra. We both know that the student union should be mine for Halloween!"

"Well, I certainly don't know that." Mr. McKracken replied, a sly smile on his face as he looked down his nose at Taylor. There was something about her that made him relishing getting one over on her, to deprive her of something, especially since this was one of the few times Taylor didn't do anything underhanded to get what she wanted. "These forms you claimed to have filled out and the money you say you spent simply aren't here."

"Well, my bank account begs to differ." She pursed her lips, her blue eyes radiating anger even stronger. She was being scammed. Being an expert at the game herself, she knew, and she could see when an amateur like McKracken was proud of himself for it. Especially considering she had a pretty good idea that he just got roped into it, and she knew just who was behind it. 'Bitch...' she said to herself. Then, a plan formed. They always did when she needed them most. "So, how much did she pay you?"

"Um, what?" McKracken said, suddenly sitting up straight. "What do you mean?"

"Ha! Mr. McKracken, you have a horrible poker face. How much did she pay you? I mean, it couldn't have just been money. What was it...flash her tits? No...no that wouldn't get you to attempt embezzlement. I mean Katy Perry has great tits but a flash of them is not worth the hassle of that."

"I...I have no idea what you're talking about."

Ignoring, him, Taylor continued on. "No, she made you cum...but I don't think she touched you. No...not Katy....I'm going to guess she let you jerk off while you watched her masturbate.You get off, watch a co-ed get off, if she wasn't faking and let's face it, no offense, but she was. She probably hit you with that offer first and you were so shocked you took it right away."

"Now see here, Ms. Swift, I am I married man and I will not stand her and be accused of-"

"Look, I get it," Taylor said, crossing and uncrossing her long, fit and shapely legs. "I blurt all this out, you get nervous because you think I'm going to set off this truth bomb. Not true. I just want to buy back what's mine at a price that Katy wouldn't have gone near." Taylor stood up and walked to the other side of McKracken's desk, then sat on it, her legs open and giving McKracken a perfect view up her skirt. "I can't imagine why either. I mean, I've seen some of the guys she's dated and you're way better looking than, like, most of them."

"Wait...what?" McKracken was genuinely confused now. He thought he knew what Taylor was offering, but then again, he was pushing fifty and she was a young co-ed. He lucked out with that Perry girl, but this?

"Oh come now Mr. McKracken," Taylor said, her voice friendlier, but with a sinister dose of teasing lurking behind it all. "We both know exactly what I mean. But if me spelling it out turns you on..." Taylor leaned over, her red lips close to his ear. "I want you to fuck me. Use that nice...hard...cock and fuck me...please daddy, fuck this bad little girl."

"Is that what you want?" Mr. McKracken said, his nervousness fading away as his face gained an eager smile. "You know bad girls get fucked hard, don't you Taylor?"

"Mmmmm hmmmm!" she said excitedly, nodding her head and smiling with her red lips closed in a girlish smile. She had this guy pegged the moment she walked in. Fortunately for her, she had no issues getting off to what this guy obviously liked. "That's what makes us bad girls. The other thing is, we like to suck cock. Can I suck your cock?"

"Well...maybe...but first thing's first."

"Oh!" Taylor yelped when Mr. McKracken grabbed her by the ass, pulling her up a bit before moving his hands up her skirt. In a flash, Taylor's panties were off and across the office. He hiked her skirt up and surprised Taylor in the best way possible by going head first to her crotch. "Mmmm that's it..."she hissed though a smiling mouth.

Both of Taylor's tone legs were hooked on McKracken's shoulders as he happily lapped away at her cunt. "Oh...oh Mr. McKracken...mmmm eat my pussy daddy...fuck...eat this dirty girl's cunt."

SMACK! McKracken slapped Taylor on the ass, taking his mouth away from her cunt to say. "Language!"

"Mmmm sorry daddy," Taylor said in a dreamy tone. Her tone again shifted in pitch as her older lover dove right back into her pussy. She always loved it when a man REALLY wanted her. Yes, there's no such thing as a man who'll turn down free. No strings attached sex; but when they were really into it, a really eager Taylor was always that much more turned on, knowing she was going to cum. The man was unleashed and hungry, and Taylor loved being the main course.

McKracken pulled away from Taylor's pussy and stood up, unblocking his pants as Taylor looked on with an excited smile. Sure,some of it was for show and he knew that...but it didn't make it any less sexy. "You still want to suck this cock sweetie?"

"Uh-huh," Taylor said, her tongue peaking out to lick her full, red lips. "I wanna suck it SO bad, sir...I want to feel that hard dick in my mouth...I'm getting even wetter thinking about it."

Taylor slid off his desk and to her knees. When her knees hit the floor so did McKracken's pants. She ran her hands down and down her bare legs, settling them on his package. She giggled as he moaned at her fondling of him. Again, it was part of the act, but part of Taylor really did get a kick out of getting such a reaction from doing so little.

She gripped his cock with her soft hands and slowly began to jerk him while her other hand tugged and teased his balls.

"Your cock is so hard Mr. McKracken," Taylor said. "Is it all for me?"

"Oh yes baby," he groaned. "Fuck, it's all for you. Now, fucking suck it."

"Yes, sir." She gazed up at him with her blue eyes and winked before slowly taking his hard rod in her mouth. She moaned as he fit it inch by inch, her tongue snaking around its hard form.

"Oh fuck...that's such a good girl honey." he moaned, his voice warbling a bit. He couldn't bear to look down. He knew what it'd be, he could feel it on her lips. Taylor happily sucking, almost smiling with his cock in her mouth. Her blue yes bright, her red lipstick smearing, her face showing nothing but pure glee in sucking his dick.

And he wouldn't be wrong. Her blue eyes were sparkling, practically giving off fireworks of lust as she sucked and stroked him. There was just something about sucking cock that drove her crazy. She loved it enough to become a master at it. She could read a man like a book after the first few sucks. She knew just the right places to tease, when to go slow, when to go fast. She knew if he wanted to face-fuck her or if he wanted it slow and sensual. Mr. McKracken? Taylor would bet money he'd be the face-fucking type.

And she'd be right. Her reached his hands down to her golden locks and held her head in place. Taylor braced herself, even she liked this part.

"Yeah...fuck take it you dirty slut...mmmm...fucking dirty girl...oh fuck this is amazing..." McKracken's voice mumbled and trailed on, singing the filthiest praises he could think of for Taylor Swift. His voice sounded so delirious and lost in lust that Taylor was worried he might just cum down her throat. Not that she didn't swallowing, but Taylor preferred to taste the cum on her tongue then swallow rather then right down her gullet. Besides, she was so wet now she might suck him back to hardness just to get his cock in her.

Fortunately for the both of them, Mr. McKracken had a lot more in him. He yanked his spittle coated cock from Taylor's mouth, slapping it on the co-ed's face before pulling her back up and pushing her back on his desk. Her hooked her legs back on his shoulder again and tore her shirt open, revealing his suspicion, no bra for Taylor. Their eyes locked, a smirk on Taylor face. They both breathed deep in anticipation, McKracken's cock just outside of her pussy.

"Say it Taylor," Mr. McKracken growled, a hungry wolf. "Fucking say it?"

"Say what?" she teased, her tone was a singy-songy voice and her tongue barely sticking out through her teeth.

"Say 'Fuck me daddy'...fucking say it..."

"Mmmm fuck me daddy...fuck this bad girl with that big hard cock...fuck me daddy...."

"Unnnnggg," he groaned, shoving his cock in her. Taylor moaned in glee. She didn't get much time to savor it. Soon the desk was skidding and creaking with the force at which McKracken drove into her. That suited Taylor just fine. Hard and fast was just one of the many flavors she was a found of.

"Ohhhh, fuck me daddy...fuck your dirty little girl...mmmyou have such a good cock...I'm soo lucky! A lucky little slut!"

"Fucking...lucky...slut." said McKracken, punctuating every word with a hard thrust. His lips crashed into Taylor's hungrily kissing her, a bit of tenderness to the debauchery. A savage but sweet kiss while his cock drove into her like a battering ram and his hands pawed at her tits. Together, they both loved every minutes of it. Still, Taylor wanted to sign her check for this deal in the best way possible.

"Mmmm, I love how that cock feels in my dirty pussy, daddy," she said, her voice a mix of deep breaths and moans. "But...do you think...."

"What? What baby girl?"

"Mmm...do you think it could fit in my ass?"

"I think we should find out?" he grinned. He pulled out and then spun Taylor around, the leggy blonde bent over the desk. He threw her shirt to the side and tugged down her skirt, leaving Taylor in just her pumps. "Perfect," he grinned.

"Oooo, you gonna stuff that cock in my ass Mr. McKracken?" Taylor asked, that teasing, knowing voice that was simply throwing gasoline over the older man's fire. "I mean, I want it sooo bad...I just hope it means we've come to an agreement about my party...sir."

"Let me put it to you this way, sweetie," McKracken said, his voice so lecherous but still insanely arousing. He pressed his cock, soaked in her juiced, right at her back entrance and pushed forward, making them both grunt as he popped his head past the tight ring. "Katy who?"

"Mmmmm, you're so good to me daddy," Taylor moaned. "Now...fuck my ass..use my ass as your fuck-hole...Mmmmm..."

"Oh yes," he hissed. "Take this dick Taylor....Mmmmm I've wanted to fuck you for so long...Oh fuck....Ever since your freshman year on campus."

"I...un...hope I'm worth the wait, sir...ohhh, fuck you're so big!" And she wasn't just whistling dixie about his dick. It was a lot bigger than Taylor expected. She wasn't a size queen or anything, but sometimes, a girl just needs a nice, big, rock hard cock inside her. And it being up her ass just added the perfect level of dirtiness to it, as if they way they were talking didn't do enough. Taylor braced herself against the desk, yelping and groaning with every hard, lust-powered thrust McKracken drove into her now-stretched out asshole. Even in all his filth and force, he did show a bit of concern for her feeling, as he rubbed her clit as he took her tight little ass for everything it was worth.

"Oh fuck...Mr. McKracken...oh your gonna make your dirty girl cum...cum just for you...oh your big dick feel so good, daddy!"

"AM I gonna make my dirty girl cum? Am I?

"Mmm hmmm..." She squeezed her ass tightly around Mr. McKracken's cock, making the man whimper in pleasure. He was close too. All it would take is just the right bit of encouragement. "Oh...fuck me daddy...fuck my ass...shoot that cum in me daddy...right up ass...make me cum with your hot cum inside me...Ooooh FUUUUUCKKK!!"

"Oh I can do that baby girl...fuck...shoot...right..in your..ASSSS FUUUCK!!" He growled, starting to shoot the moment the last word escaped his mouth.

"OH FUCK YES DADDY!" Taylor moaned, her orgasm hitting the moment his hot jism began to coat her bowls. She fell forward, flat on the desk and Mr. McKracken followed suit, humping into her ass as the last few shots of cum emptied from his cock into her has. Taylor softly moaned, loving the tender affection he showed, soft butterfly kisses on her shoulders in between whispers of 'thank you' into her ear. She always found the filthiest motherfuckers to be the most tender and appreciative after the act, so happy to have found someone to share in the perversion of the moment.

When his soft and wilted cock finally slipped from Taylor's well-fucked ass, he fell back on his chair, even more wrecked than Taylor. "Fuck...fuck baby." He said. "And...wow...I'm a man of my word."

Taylor's turned around, a smile on her dick drunk face as she saw him open up a file cabinet and show her the contents. "This is Katy's late turned in form. So late in fact that I never even saw it." Taylor's blue eyes sparkled again as she saw him take out a lighter and torch Katy's forms. "Of course, I'll have to return the money to her. It wouldn't be right to keep it."

"Oh, of course." Taylor nodded and laughed. "And I guess forgetting mine was just a clerical oversight?"

"Of course." He grinned, opening his briefcase and showing her form along with her receipts of payment from before. "My secretary must of misplaced them. Luckily, I found them before your party. I do hope there hasn't been any trouble, Ms. Swift."

"Oh, none at all Mr. McKracken." she replied. "Thank you so much for your help. I was really concerned. And, you know, if you ever need say, a student volunteer around the office, I do have Wednesdays free from classes." She winked at him then kissed his cheek. "You were fantastic."

She wasn't lying, though fantastic might have been an exaggeration. But she came and had fun and got what she wanted out fo the deal, all while giving Katy Perry a big middle finger. She only wished she could see her face when she found out the Perry Party was cancelled and the Swift Soiree was back on.

******

The classroom was filled, well, at least in the sense all the students were there. Since day one of the directing/producing course, the room was only half filled and none of the students knew why. By the third day, none of the students regarded it as much more than an odd curiosity that exactly half the room was empty. Instead, everyone kind of gathered together into teams, without realizing it. One of those teams was Peter Farrano and Sabrina Carpenter. The first day of class, they'd just hit it off in terms of ideas and the kind of films they wanted to make. They'd pretty much found their partners for the semester. And, like every day since the first class, the two were sitting together, chatting it up before class really began about all the film contests for the year.

"So we're definitely doing a twofer for the 48?" Sabrina asked. "I mean, that's going to be a ton of work but I think we can handle it."

"Sure, just sleep in shifts." replied Peter. "But we double the chances of winning. And believe me, we can get the crew and an A-list cast, at least for the actress."

"Ah, the mysterious Selena Gomez. You know, for all this talk about your gorgeous, talented, amazing blah blah blah best friend, I sure haven't, you know, met her. In fact, I've met more of her sorority sisters than her at this point waiting to meet her."

"Well, she's just been busy too. I don't even know what the acting classes are doing."

"Some of those women are actresses," Sabrina added. "But hey, not here to sew discontent. Just saying...maybe keep our options open? Besides, we also need some bomb dudes too."

"Fair enough." Almost in time with the end of the their mini-discussion, the professors, Tim Nolan and Sam Carpenter(no relation to Sabrina) entered. Behind them was an excruciatingly beautiful brunette who got all the guys and several of the girls attention when she walked in.

"Okay folks, second week of school has started." said Tim. "It's already apparent to both Sam and I that on your own, you guys have found two people you at least think you want to work with for the rest of the year.

"And we're gonna let you keep in those groups," Sam said. "Which brings us to a person who's going to be helping us out for the rest of the year with her class. Folks, this is Professor Sophia Bush, the best damn acting teacher any one of you is gonna see."

"Well, thanks for that intro, Sam," said Sophia, her smokey voice entrancing the entire class. "Now, some of you might actually recognize me from a show I used to do called One Tree Hill. If not, cool, I'm not here to talk about that. I am here to help this class learn how best to work with actors, and of course, teach young hopefuls to be actors. Which leads me to what's next, bring them in, Tim, if you wouldn't mind."

"Of course Sophia." Tim walked back to the doorway and held it open, allowing all the actors to come in, among them, Selena, a face that Sabrina was right about, Peter hadn't seen in a while.

The actors all lined up in front of the room, Sophia beaming with pride in all of them. "Okay, as most of you can probably guess, this is my acting class. And they will be joining you, along with myself, for the rest of the year. Now I note we say year because we do recommend that you take this course two semesters in a row to really get a chance to work on different types of scripts, and you will be getting them today. But first, actors, why don't you introduce yourselves?"

First up was a tall, very leggy brunette. The smile on her face seemed perpetual as she stepped up. "Hi everyone, I'm Hailee Steinfeld," she said, peppy and full of energy. "I've been acting my whole life, just local stuff and a few short films. Can't wait to work with some of you to see what we can come up with and just learn. So...yeah, just glad to be here." The perky girl smiled and nodded, then returned with the other students.

Next up was another brunette, her energy much more low key if not all together different. She was smoldering, seducing the room without even trying. "Hi, My name is Elizabeth Gillies. Call me Liz if you'd like. Now, much like everyone's favorite ball of happy thoughts you just met, I've been acting and singing most of my life, mostly on stage. Decided to take this class to get more on camera experience." She paused to lick her lips, not intended to make people even more under her spell, but the side effect was still there. "I look forward to working with you all. Hope we have some fun." She gave the class a half-smile, then made way for the next introduction.