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Club Fucker 5 - McKayla Maroney
Codes: MF, Cons, Oral, Anal, Bukake
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The music was pounding when McKayla finally walked into the club. She had been sitting in her car shivering with nerves for several minutes but had to drag herself out of the car so that she made the appointment. It would not be a good start if she turned up late. Regardless of her nerves, McKayla knew she had to go through with her plan now she was here.
The meeting with Carston Graves had been set up by her friend Ariana Grande, she credited Carston from helping her move from Disney to the mainstream. She did advise the former gymnast to be careful, he was known to have certain tastes and demands. Ariana had admitted having to go down on him several times but she could not stand it due to his size. That didn't deter McKayla.
She had dressed to impress him, red velvet mini-dress, black bra and thong and fishnet stockings. Due to her career as a gymnast, McKayla had toned legs and she loved to show them off. Her get up had been paired with a pair of 7 inch heels, helping boost her 5 foot 3 height to a more noticeable level. Being short helped in gymnastics but didn't do much in singing arena, everyone was looking for the next Taylor Swift. McKayla wasn't sure if her and Ariana put together would be taller than the blonde.
McKayla was escorted by a large black bodyguard as soon as she entered the club to ensure she got to Carston very quickly., The place was full and looked very intimidating for to the privileged girl. The tall man knocked on the door and a deep voice commanded them to enter. The bodyguard was a gentleman and he held the door open for McKayla. She couldn't help but brush up against him as she entered the room and could feel the bulge in his pants. To her surprise, he closed the door and stood in front of it. This wasn't going to be the private meeting as there was another man sat opposite Carston.
Carston Graves was a tall man, about 6 foot 3, and towered over McKayla as much as the bodyguard. His outrageous style was obvious by the purple suit he wore, a bit reminiscent of David Tennant in 'Jessica Jones'. He approached McKayla and kissed her on the cheek as he shook her hand. McKayla was motioned to sit down and he poured two glasses of scotch for them to drink.
"Oh, I didn't think we would be drinking." McKayla said
"You'll need it." Carston said before pulling something out of his desk.
McKayla felt a bit awkward at the silence in the room as Carston read his notes. She attempted to study his face but it wasn't showing anything that she could read. He eventually put the paper down and looked at the girl.
"So Arianna sent me your demo and asked me to work with you. Now I'm not going to lie to you McKayla, I've got plenty of other girls with more talent who want me to produce for them. Why should I pick you?"
"I thought it was pretty much a done deal."
"Why would you think that?" Carston asked with quizzical look on his face.
"Well... the way Arianna was talking... she..."
McKayla stopped short as Carston held his hand up. He rose from his chair and walked over to the two sided window that overlooked the club floor. He motioned for McKayla to join him and the two looked over the busy club. There were numerous people dancing, a fight that was quickly stopped and plenty of people hooking up in the VIP area.
"I took a long time to build this club up, when I took it over it was a shit hole. Shootings every week, a toilet area known as rape alley and the lights barely turned on. Fifteen years later, look at it. Much improved, don't you think?"
McKayla nodded her head.
"On that bar top, I fucked Bella Thorne and then her sister. In the DJ box I fucked Kylie Jenner. VIP area I had a very drunk Letitia Wright. And this office, I ass fucked Ariana, Victoria Justice and the blonde one, whatever the fuck her name is. I took this meeting as a favour to Ariana but if you want me to produce your drivel and turn it into a hit, you gotta prove you're as worthy as those names."
"I can do whatever you need me to. Ariana has told me some of the stuff she did and what I might have to do and I still came." McKayla said as she looked at the producer.
He gave a gruff laugh before walking back to his desk with McKayla quickly in his wake. He stopped at the front of the desk and leaned back to look at the former gymnast. He was impressed by how she was dressed, Ariana must have told her about his weakness for fishnets and heels. McKayla walked seductively across the room for Carston, she knew there were two other men staying silent and just watching but she only had eyes for him.
"If you are willing to do whatever is needed, lose the dress."
"Are they leaving us on our own?" she tried to say powerfully.
"Lose the dress." he replied solemnly.
McKayla bit her lip as she looked at Carston. She knew it was likely the dress would be lost but she had expected to be alone with the man in front of her. She cockily thought she would have more power in negotiation than she did. McKayla took a moment before sliding the dress straps over her shoulders and moving it down onto the floor. Carston looked over her lingerie clad body and smiled, McKayla had an excellent body and it was even better with it being in front of him rather than on Instagram.
He moved his hands in a circular motion gesturing for her to spin. She followed his command to allow him see the thong material settle between her toned ass cheeks. As she completed the full 360, he grabbed her, pulled her forward into him and placed a kiss on her lips. She slid her tongue into his mouth as she felt his hands move down her back, his left hand taking a big grab of her ass cheek. She moaned into it as her tongue played with his before finally pulling away.
"You really are in the mood to play, aren't ya?"
McKayla nodded as a smile came across her face.
"Good girl. Drop to your knees."
The brunette did as she was asked and expected Carston to take his cock out for her. She was taken by surprise as the large bodyguard who had escorted her to the room moved to the front of her. He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his hard cock for her. It was only about five inches in length but seemed quite girthy. She looked up to Carston who had moved to the side of the desk.
"You want my cock, you need to prove you're worthy slut. Suck his dick!"
McKayla listened to him and brought her hand to the bodyguards cock, wrapping her fingers around the thickness. She gasped as her hand was barely able to go around and started to pump it up and down. The two other men laughed as they watched the thong-clad girl play with their friends dick.
Leaning close, McKayla stuck her tongue out and licked the head of the cock. The man himself chuckled as she coated it in saliva. He moved her hair clear of her face as she opened her mouth wide and moved the cock in. She knew how to play to the audience and let out a moan as she sucked on the cock. This made the two men chuckle as the second bouncer took his cock out for her.
Before Carston could utter a word, McKayla reached over and started to jerk her hand on his cock too. The two men high fived each other as the former gymnast worked over both of them. McKayla had her eyes closed as she forcefully sucked the black man's cock, able to take the full length inside her mouth without gagging.
"Good girl, I like a slut who works a cock without command."
She shot her eyes to the producer and nodded, a smile hidden by the cock in her mouth. McKayla continued to work her lips along one cock while her hand worked on the white piece of meat next to her. The black guy was starting to grunt with pleasure so McKayla brought her other hand to his balls, massaging them softly as she sucked. He started to move his hand to her head but wasn't prepared for McKayla moving it back quickly and sliding the cock out of her mouth. She looked up to the man and gave him a wink before taking the second cock into her mouth and repeating the process.
McKayla could hear the two men laugh as she sucked along the second cock, the two bodyguards were loving what was happening that she wasn't sure if they had had this opportunity before. She tried to look toward Carston but he view was blocked by the torsos of the two men. Her hand was stroking the first bodyguards cock and she could feel the precum start to coat the head of his cock. She knew he wouldn't last and really wanted to impress Carston. She took the second bodyguards cock out of her mouth and paid all attention to man number one. She stroked his cock as hard as she could, her eyes drifting up to his to encourage him. He nodded to her to notify he was about to cum.
McKayla looked to the cock and paused a moment, unsure on what to do. Instinct took over and she lowered the cock to her chest before he spurted cum all over. She'd paid a lot for the underwear but didn't care that it was covered with the man's which liquid. She continued to jerk his cock to empty it all over her before moving her hand to her chest. She scooped up some of the cum before sticking her hand in her mouth and swallowing it down. The black bodyguard moved to the side and Carston came into sight, he had moved back to the edge of the desk and had taken his jacket and tie off.
"Come close McKayla, let me see."
