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Author's Note: So, in case it wasn't obvious my series called Bullshit! is all a collection of random sex scenes with a minimum of plotting. Mostly because I want to read/write about the girl getting fucked but don't have a decent idea for the story. Yeah, not my best stuff I know, but let's be honest, we all know there's way worse stuff out there!
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Walking through the corridor of one of the many Los Angeles recording studios, I had a cup of coffee in one hand and my smartphone in the other as I read some of the headlines that featured one of the many stars I would deal with in the studio. It appeared that Hayley Williams, lead singer of the pop-punk band Paramore had accidentally put a topless photo online and a lot of people were either clutching at their pearls of a woman being foolish enough to do something like that or people were just annoyed by the fact that this total non-story was something that a lot of websites was running with. Nodding my head, I brought the cup of coffee up to my lips and swallowed a mouthful before stuffing my phone back into my pocket. Walking down the long corridor, my feet pressing down against the carpet inside of the corridor, I made my way down towards where I was working and quickly wiped my keycard against the door sensor and I was able to get inside. Closing the door behind me, I turned back around and took the time to think on the day ahead of me.
I worked as a studio tech for a lot of bands in the Los Angeles area and while the money was good, being able to hear music before anyone else was definitely a big plus too. Swallowing another mouthful of coffee, I could hear a low murmuring of noise down the extra corridor I was walking down and while that wasn't exactly a rare thing with where I worked, it was pretty unusual to hear something this time of the morning. Swallowing the last mouthful of coffee, I tossed the cup into a recycling bin and moved towards the sounds.
Hearing the sounds inside of the studio, I looked around and grabbed the first thing I could get my hands on. Grabbing a stapler, I put my hand on the door handle and slowly twisted it to the side before barging into the studio to surprise whoever was on the other side of the door ransacking the studio. Quickly pushing the door open and stepping inside, I took one look around the inside of the studio before I saw the source of the noises and I dropped the stapler to the floor. On the small couch propped up in the corner of the room was Hayley who had her legs spread, her left leg hanging over the side of the couch and the other bouncing up and down on the floor while her hand was between her legs and pumping one of the many microphones we had for use in the band to record their album in and out of her pussy. Hayley's eyes were closed and her mouth was open slightly as she was fucking herself with the musical instrument.
Watching her sliding the microphone in and out of her, I could already feel my own dick starting to come to life and make my jeans just a little bit tighter all while I watched her pleasure herself. As my eyes were focused on her pussy and the disappearing instrument into her, I wasn't paying attention to the stapler I had in my hand and it fell from my grasp and it fell down to the floor and made a rattling noise. Hayley's eyes snapped open and she was left staring at me from across the studio before she grinned and nodded her head.
"Oh... Took... Took you long enough!" She had managed to pant out, her eyes half open as she continued to slide the microphone in and out of her. "Close... Fuck! Close the fucking door!"
That was something I was more than happy to do. Turning on my waist and closing the door, offering the twist-lock a turn to the side to lock it, I turned back to look at the orange haired star who was still lounging on the main sofa inside the recording studio. Hayley had her teeth sunk into her bottom lip as she clumsily slipped the microphone in and out of her own wet pussy. Her breath was getting shorter and shorter and as she grabbed at her chest, cupping her breasts over her shirt while she fucked herself with the microphone. Hayley squeaked in pleasure before she arched her back up off of the sofa and she started to cum. Watching her pussy lips soak the microphone so thoroughly, Hayley came hard over the instrument before she collapsed down on the couch in a relaxed, well-fucked heap.Her eyes roamed over my body before settling on the lump in my pants. Slowly positioning herself so that she was now on her hands and knees towards the side of the couch, Hayley offered me a smile before she spoke again.
"So I've cum... Let's see if you can cum with me." She said with a wicked grin. Hayley tossed the microphone over her shoulder and reached out to me, grasping at my pants and working on already unzipping me down so she could get at my hard cock.
Hayley unzipped the front of my pants and quickly, her small hands were inside the fly of my jeans and she had pulled the front of my boxers down and my hard cock was fresh out of my jeans and into the air of the studio. Licking her lips, the singer looked up at me and offered me a saucy wink before opening her mouth and flicking her tongue against the wide head of my cock. Moaning at the taste, Hayley reached down and placed her hand flat against my waist and the other wrapped around the base of my dick, holding it in place as she opened her mouth up and pushed my cock inside of her warm, wet mouth. As she closed her lips down around my pole, she let out another moan as she started to apply some light pressure on my cock. Her hand moved down from my waist and towards my balls, pulling them out from my boxers and into the studio air.