Celebrity sightings in random places are not the kind of thing that I ever would've expected would happen to me, but sometimes you just happen to be in the right place at the right time.
Such was the case with me a short time after the Summer Olympics ended when I decided to visit the local beach to scope out the "talent" for a random hook-up to have some fun with later on.
Owning a beach house on this particular stretch of beach helped, and finding someone to take back and have some fun with after getting them a little too drunk was something I was familiar with.
But having it be a celebrity was certainly not.
So when I was having a few drinks at one of the beach's many bars, I was expecting to have company soon.
What I wasn't expecting was for someone famous to sit down next to me, but that's exactly what I got when US Olympic gymnast Aly Raisman took a seat next to me in a little peach bikini top with black bikini bottoms.
"Is this seat taken?" she politely asked me, her tight little body already making my cock hard in my board shorts, especially her six pack abs, as I shook my head no and offered her the seat next to me.
"Not at all. Have a seat Aly," I told her, smiling back at her and pulling the chair out for her as she giggled at hearing how easily I recognized her.
"Thanks. Most guys are intimidated by me. Must be the whole "Olympian" thing," she told me as we got to talking, looking around as if she was nervous about something.
"I don't usually do this sort of thing. I'm not much of a drinker, you know," she told me as we continued chatting, my eyes having a hard time averting their gaze from her muscular legs and what she had between them as I placed a hand on her arm and tried to put her at ease.
"Going to a bar and having a drink is a natural thing Aly. Let me buy you a couple," I told her as I got the bartender's attention, buying her a round of fruity drinks as she grew more comfortable around me.
"So I never got your name, you handsome stranger," Aly told me as she worked her way through the first round of drinks, placing a hand on my arm in a very flirtatious way as she did so.
"Name's John Aly. I need you to remember that since you'll probably be screaming it later..." I whispered in her ear, expecting to get slapped but hearing her stifle a moan as she laughed off how forward I was being with her.
"We'll see. I'm not that kind of girl," she told me, starting to let me rub her arm and grab her tits through her bikini top by the time she had downed the second round of drinks I bought her.
"A big star like you who looks as good as you do probably has no problem getting some dick inside of you," I teased her, unwilling to believe she was as innocent as she proclaimed.
"You'd be surprised," she whispered to me as she parted her legs for me, doing nothing to stop me when I let my hands wander between them and rub her cunt over the fabric of her bikini.
"UH," she moaned when she felt the contact between my fingers and her pussy, in the middle of downing the third round I had bought for her when my hand slipped inside her bikini bottoms and started rubbing her bare pussy while my other hand slipped inside her top and felt up her tits, all the alcohol in her system having made her quite drunk and unable to fight off my advances by that point.
"You want more? I can take you some place where we can be alone if you do," I whispered to her as she pulled me in close and kissed me, letting my hands wander all over her tits, pussy and ass as we made out at the bar, causing quite a scene due to her celebrity status.
"UH...OHGOD..." she moaned softly as I slipped a couple of fingers up into her pussy, causing her to throw her head back as I started pumping them in and out of her.
"Let's...go..." she whispered as we made out, my fingers still jammed in her cunt as we did so, one hand still squeezing her tits as I threw down a wad of cash to pay for the drinks and left with her, groping her tits and ass as we made out the whole way back to my beach house.
