Just because I am Bostonfictionwriter does not mean that I only write fiction, as proof of that, here is what happened between Jennifer Aniston, Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, and Billy Bob Thornton, the real, uncensored story.
I am Freddie, Bostonfictionwriter. After I won millions of dollars in the lottery, I searched for a way to invest my money so that I could live off my earnings and never touch my principal, that way, I would remain rich and never go broke. My friend, Rocco, had a penchant for real estate and I decided to back him in his real estate development efforts. It was not long before I quadrupled my money by riding his coattails through the frenzy of buyers who wanted luxury condos and over 55 retirement homes.
Now, my dilemma, I was cash rich and earmarked to give Uncle Sam too much of my money in taxes. I needed a vehicle to lose money. My friend suggested backing a failing movie where I could drop a bundle of cash on a flop for a huge tax write-off, meanwhile rubbing elbows with Hollywood celebrities while attending some of the hottest parties. All we needed was to buy a huge house in Beverly Hills, which we did, open a producer's office in Burbank, which we did, and start soliciting scripts from screenplay writers. Only, ala the movie, "The Producers", instead of losing money on our first movie venture, we made money.
Yet, I digress, for this is an uncensored story of what happened between Jennifer Aniston, Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, and Billy Bob Thornton.
Late in 2000, a courier dropped off a screenplay called Bad Santa. As it was almost Christmas, the title caught my interest. As soon as I started reading the story, Billy Bob Thornton struck me as the one to play Santa. I knew his sure success with Monster's Ball recently announced coming out in 2001 would make him a very hot property, but the chances of him making hit movies back to back made him my number one choice to star in my picture. Only, he wanted a lot of money, 10 million plus a hefty percentage of the box office receipts. I agreed to pay his price; I needed to lose money, anyway, and this was my surefire scheme to do just that.
All of our negotiations were agent to agent; I never met Billy Bob until just before we were to start shooting the movie. I will never forget it, one spring day he walked in my office unannounced with Angelina Jolie. If you thought this woman was drop dead gorgeous in the movies, if you thought her body was smokin' hot, then you must meet her in person because she was all of that and more.
I stuck out my hand to shake with Billy Bob, but my eyes never left Angelina. She took one look at me and that was it. She fell hard for me and I fell hard for her. After some discussion about the movie, the storyline, the cast, and the director, Billy Bob and Angelina left. Fifteen minutes later, Angelina is standing in my doorway.
"I left my lipstick. Have you seen it?"
"No," was all I could say. She mesmerized me. Here was this huge Hollywood movie starlet crawling around on her hands and knees looking for a $20 tube of lipstick and I was stunned by her beauty.
Of course, I got down on my hands and knees to help her look and was rewarded with some great down blouse views of her huge and shapely knockers, along with a couple of up skirt views of her thong clad ass. I do not remember who kissed who but suddenly it happened. There we were rolling around on my thickly carpeted floor dry humping one another. She was no wallflower by any stretch. She worked her tongue in my mouth like she was searching for my tonsils. Man, that woman could kiss.
It was a reflexive response that my hands roamed her voluptuous body. First, I felt her waist how it curves out to her hips and then I followed the curve of her ass and felt, caressed, and squeezed her plump, round, firm buttocks. Then, my hand trailed down feeling between her firm thighs while my other hand explored her mountainous and very firm tits. She had the hardest nipples I have ever felt and her lips sucked my lips like a Dyson Vacuum.
My cock was rock hard and straining to get out. That was when I felt her hand reach down, unzip me, and release my frustration. With one hand, she pushed me back on the rug and before I could react, she had me in her mouth. Angelina Jolie was blowing me. Never had anyone sucked my cock like she did. Within five minutes, I shot my load in her mouth and she swallowed ever drop, licking and sucking my cock for more.
She sat up, raised her knees, pulled off her thong, and said, "Now me."
