Breaking Into The Mainstream Ch 02

Starring: Krysten Ritter

Tags: MF, Cons, Oral, Facial

DISCLAIMER: This story did not happen and is complete fiction. Not all facts will be 100% true to real life.

Sitting on my living room couch, I had spent the last 10 minutes going through HBO Max trying (and failing) to find something to watch. It's not like there was a lack of good content, it's just having so many things to choose from gets you thinking that no matter what you pick, there's something else you could've chosen that would be better.

"Find anything good yet?" Krysten Ritter asked, strutting back into the room, her pale nude form fully visible to me as she walked.

Krysten and I had been on-off fuck buddies for a while now. She was one of the first celebrities I met when I first got to L.A. and we hit it off immediately. Her striking beauty and slim figure weren't her only good attributes, though. She had a wonderful sense of humor, a perfect mix of silly and snarky, and, as you can probably infer, she's a hell of a fuck. She's a wild girl and she's always fun to hang out with, whether there's any sex or not. Lucky enough for me, Krysten and her longtime fiancé, from what she told me, had been having some problems, so she came over to confide in her longtime Hollywood friend. As we talked, one thing led to another, and it wasn't long before our clothes were on the floor and we began fooling around on the nearest couch.

"Yes and no," I told her.

"God, don't I know that feeling. They put way too much shit on here so you never want to risk watching one thing when you could also possibly watch something, and by the time you realize it, you've been scrolling for an hour, so you just put on something you've seen already just to actually watch something." Krysten let out a breath of relief as she sat down beside me on the couch. I laughed at her mini-rant, though I admit, I agree with her 100%. I grabbed the Mtn Dew can sitting on the coffee table in front of us and took a swig.

"Exactly, but here it isn't even at its worst. Netflix is, by far, the worst streaming service when it comes to this. They release tons and tons of movies, and rarely are any of them even remotely good, and strangely enough, it's always the worst ones that get sequels. Tall Girl, The Kissing Booth, why do we need so many of the same fucking teen movie spewed out every year?"

"For teens to look at hot twenty-somethings pretending to be teens?" Krysten jokingly asked, taking a sip of the beer that sat in front of her.

"If they've looking for hot twenty-year-olds, they're just gonna watch porn."

Krysten laughed, taking another drink of her beer. "Well, you've got me there," she said, laughing again, "but if there's nothing for us to watch, I've got an idea of what we can do to pass the time." the dark-haired actress threw her leg over my lap, pressing her sex against my semi-erect cock, awakening it from its short slumber.

"Seems like your friend likes my idea too," Krysten jested.

With her now sitting on my lap, I began to grind my steel rod between her soft, pale lips. Krysten cooed, the tip of my cock poking her clit with every slight thrust. I grasped her small breast with my left hand, palming it and teasing her nipple, as I took the other into my mouth and gently sucked on it.

"F-fuck that feels good," Krysten moaned aloud, enjoying the feeling of my assault on three of her pleasure centers.

After a minute of sucking and palming, I swapped breasts, now sucking on her left nipple while palming the opposite breast. I paused my thrusts, Krysten slightly adjusting her seat over me, before dropping down and taking all 8 inches of my cock deep into her pussy.

"Oh shit!" Krysten groaned. I couldn't help myself from groaning a bit too, the tightness of her vaginal walls clasped my dick like a vice. I began my usual medium pace of thrusts, Krysten letting me do my own thing before she inevitably took over to get her over the edge of her own orgasm. But we weren't there quite yet, she had cum three times already today, while I had only cum a single time, so it was my turn to take control. I gripped Krysten's small hips with my hands, holding her in place as I jackhammered my dick inside of her at a rapid-fire pace.

"Fuck yes, fuck me good with that big cock!" Krysten Ritter shouted as I pounded her slutty cunt into oblivion.

I couldn't keep up this fast of a pace forever, at least in this position, so I had Krysten hop off of me (to the dismay of both of us) and get on her knees on the couch, facing away from the TV. I now had a full view of Krysten's pale, shapely ass. Although it wasn't huge, it was a nice feature on her slim body and a nice contrast to her small (though still wonderful) breasts. I didn't take my time upping the pace as I did previously, this time, I shoved my full length into the black-haired beauty, fucking her at the fastest pace I could muster.

"That's it, yes, yes, wreck my pussy! Ruin me for that asshole! Make...this...pussy...YOURS!" Krysten yelled, the soft moans she'd be releasing just a few minutes ago now full-on screams for me to fuck her as rough and fast as I could.

"You really like this dick, huh?" I sarcastically asked. I knew in her current state of arousal, getting her to submit for my cock was a very real possibility. This was one of the many reasons sleeping with Krysten was so fun. One minute, she'd be on top of me, in complete control, and the next, I'd be thrusting into her from behind, pulling her hair and having her shout how she was my "little slut" and how she'd "do anything to get fucked this good".

"Yes...I love it...I'm in love with your fat cock," Krysten admitted as I continued to rale her from behind.

"How does it feel getting your pussy stretched by my 'fat cock'?"

"Oh my god, it feels so...fucking...good," Krysten said between hot and heavy breaths, "It's so deep inside me! Ooooh, fuck, I'm so fucking close! Keep going!" I grabbed her small waist between my hands and pulled back hard on her, pounding the raven-haired actress as rough as I could.

"YES! I'M CUMMING! AHHHHH!!" Krysten shrieked as her pussy tightened around my cock and her body began to convulse as her fourth orgasm of the afternoon shot through her. She let out a powerful groan as the feeling of pleasure spread from her head to her toes. I slowly pulled out of her incredibly wet slit, my dick covered in her juices.

"Fuuuuuck, that felt so good," Krysten said, collapsing against the couch, "just give me a sec to cool down and I'll help you out."

I stood over Krysten, watching her catch her breath while slowly stroking my man meat to keep myself fully erect. I could see a bead of precum sitting at the tip of my cock, a sign I'd been as worked up as Krysten, though I didn't get to reach my orgasm yet. She turned her head to face me as her breathing began to slow. She shot me a smirk and flipped onto her back. She spread her legs wide, giving me a perfect view of her hairless twat as she cupped her breasts.

"Mmmmm, watching you stroke that big cock is getting me wet again," she cooed in a low-level voice, her eyes watching intently as my hand moved up and down my engorged erection.

"My view isn't too bad either. I could get used to seeing this more often," I said, my eyes moving from her newly manicured toes, down her smooth legs, across her toned stomach, to her gorgeous face.

"Sorry to burst your bubble, babe, but I happen to be happily engaged."

"Can't be too happy if you're fucking me instead of him."

"Ok, so maybe not happily engaged. But I have to keep up the Hollywood persona of being faithful."

"Fans don't need to know what goes on behind closed doors."

"Exactly," and with that Krysten sat up, her hand still circling her clit, her shining lips smeared with her juices. As she kept playing with herself with her left hand, she used her right to swat my hand away from my cock and replace it with hers. I let out a groan due to the unexpected contact between her soft skin and my hard member.

"You like that, baby?" Krysten teasingly asked, knowing that I was enjoying her stroking me, albeit agonizingly slowly. She continued stroking me, sliding down onto the floor as I backed up to give her room. She brought my dick to her face and placed the metal rod against it. "God, this is one big fucking cock," she laughed, pressing my member to the side of her head. She then began dragging her tongue across my dick, up the shaft, across the tip, and down the other side of the shaft. I couldn't help but groan again as I was getting close to my own orgasm. After fucking Krysten to four of her own, and only getting my own release once, I had been worked up pretty well and knew I wasn't going to last much longer. Krysten continued licking my dick without ever taking it into her mouth, now spreading kisses along its perimeter.

After a few more long strokes from the tip to the base of my dick, Krysten took the head into her mouth and circled it with her tongue. It took her a little bit to get adjusted to the size of the cock she was trying to take in her throat, but once she got the hang of it, Krysten began to bob her head up and down. My entire cock, base to tip, was covered in her spit. She took my full length down her throat until her lips laid at my nicely trimmed pubic region, before pulling all the way back and releasing my dick from her warm mouth.

She placed several soft kisses against my phallus as she stroked my length with both of her hands, patiently awaiting her reward. Her eyes gazed at me, blinking innocently as if she was shyly asking if she was doing a good enough job. Based on how close I was to cumming, I would say she was doing a pretty great job.

Krysten took me back into her mouth, one last time, now vigorously stroking whatever part of my shaft wasn't inside her mouth, her head bobbing up and down with vigor. Now, she was desperate for me to cum, doing everything in her power to work it out of me.

"Shit, Krysten, I'm gonna cum," I told her, my cock throbbing as it was only mere seconds before I shot my load.

"Cover my face and tits, I want to be covered in your cum," she said, backing up slightly so her back was now up against the couch. As soon as her hand left my cock, mine arrived, aggressively stroking my dick, awaiting the orgasm that wasn't too far away. Krysten was sitting on her knees in front of me, her hands on her thighs, her eyes shut, and her mouth wide open.

I let out a powerful grunt as the first shot hit Krysten right down the center of her face, to which she reacted by sticking out her tongue, so any of my seed that dripped down her face would fall safely into her waiting mouth. The second shot hit her left cheek, while half of my third shot landed on her chin, and the rest hit her neck. Krysten pushed her tits together as much as she could, to which I aimed my dick downward and sent my fourth shot across those small, perky breasts. The rest of my cum seeped out of the tip, which Krysten eagerly slurped up before taking the tip of my dick into her mouth and sucking out the rest of my seed. Once she'd let my cock out of her mouth, I sat down on the edge of the coffee table, out of breath, as I watched Krysten play with the cum plastered across her face and chest. She scooped up a bit on her fingertip and sucked it clean, releasing a soft moan as my seed traveled down her throat.

"Not bad. Definitely worth it," she said, taking two fingers now and scooping up what laid across her chest. We sat in silence for a bit as I watched Krysten clean herself off, while also catching my breath.

Once her face and chest had been cleared of my cum, Krysten stood up and checked her phone for the time, unknowingly giving me a perfect view of her still semi-wet cunt.

"Just in time," she said, placing her phone back down, 'this was fun, but it's time I head back to my man.' We picked up our scattered clothes that lay awry in my living room, getting redressed. I simply threw my clothes back on, while Krysten had more work to do, so she didn't come home looking like she'd just had sex.

Even with her clothes back on, a simple white tank top and skinny jeans, Krysten looked just as incredible as she did naked.

"Think I'll be hearing from you soon?" I asked, interested in when our next sexual encounter would be.

"I hope so," she replied, giving me a sly wink before heading out the front door.