Disclaimer: This a work of fiction. It is not real. It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such.
Chapter Six: reputation
Starring: Taylor Swift & Joe Alwyn
Codes: MMF, Cons, Anal, Cuck, Facial, Humiliation, Masturbation
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2018
Cole was drunk. Rachel had dumped him. It wasn't even really like they had been going out. They'd gone on a few more dates, but nothing ever materialized. He blamed himself. Rachel had been perfectly fine. In fact, there was nothing wrong with her at all. Good personality, attractive and charming. Instead, every time Cole looked at her, he saw Taylor in her place. So, Cole, angry at what, he didn't know, decided it was a good time to go out and get sloshed. He called up his pals and now he was stumbling out of his ride, up the stairs into his apartment and collapsing on his bed. That's when his phone lit up. It was a video call, from Becky. He chuckled to himself and swiped to answer it. Taylor Swift's face lit up his screen.
"Hey gorgeous." She giggled.
She was all dolled up, looking like a Greek goddess. In the back of his mind, Cole thought there might have been an award show or something tonight.
"Hey Swift...what's happening?" He asked, slurring his words.
"Oh nothing." She said, likewise slurring her words. "Just thinking about your handsome self and your big cock."
Cole's eyebrows shot up as he looked through blurry vision at Taylor. She looked immaculate, but her hair looked a little ruffled and her lipstick a bit smeared, like at the end of a long night.
"It's understandable."
"Mmmmm..." Said Taylor, who placed the phone down clumsily on the table so she could step back with both hands free.
She was wearing an elegant feathery pink gown with a slit practically up to her crotch. As she settled on the couch of a hotel room, she hiked up her dress and spread her legs, revealing a distinct lack of any panties. Cole could clearly see her well-manicured pussy with just a hint of hair at the top. His erection throbbed to life against the constraint of his pants.
"Shouldn't you be calling Joe?" Cole spat out the words more harshly than he meant too.
"I will. After." Said Taylor, bringing down her fingers to start rubbing her delectable pussy and looking directly into the camera. "You know how he likes it. He will hear all about this. I'll have him spunk his pants in no time."
Cole knew that was true. Cole knew very well as he remembered their encounter just last year.
2017
"Swift, I know that I agreed to this...but..." I started to say.
"Oh no, don't back out now." Said Taylor, genuine fear on her face. "There is nobody else and I'm nervous enough about this without you getting cold feet too."
"I'm just a bit uncomfortable."
"He's clear on the rules, just like you are. And when you are in there, just focus on me."
"That I always do."
Taylor took my hand and held it tightly. "I know this is an odd request, but things are going really well with Joe. This is something he has brought up before and I really want to do this with him...and you."
I sighed, looking at her blue eyes. Eyes that I could never say no too. "I said I'd do it. I'm not backing out now Swift." I leaned back and with a twinkle in my eye, and said "Are you sure that you can handle both of us?"
She smiled, looking relieved at my levity. "That's the part that actually excites me. The thought of having both of you inside me at once." She shivered with excitement. "I think I can handle both your pricks. I've been hitting the gym, putting on some serious muscle."
I had to agree with her on that. Whatever her workout routine was, it was working for her. She had never been shapelier. Thicc was the perfect word to describe her current physique. Her breasts were the largest I'd ever seen, her hips wide and it looked as though she could crush a tree trunk between her thighs. It turned me on just thinking about seeing her naked again.
"Besides Joe is gonna pop pretty quickly. That's the goal anyways. He's been edging for days to prep for this. He's very excited. Then it'll be just you and me."
"When is Joe getting here?"
"He'll here soon. He's got a great restaurant for us. He's been there before and he does have good taste."
"He must if he's dating you."
"Damn straight Cole."
Joe came back not long after that. We were holed up in a lavish apartment somewhere in London that Taylor was currently renting to be closer to her new beau. It was my first time meeting him. Actually, it was only the second boyfriend Taylor had actually introduced me too.
"Hey mate." Said Joe coming in and extending a hand to shake me. "It's great to meet you Cole. Taylor has told me a lot about you."
He was tall, well-built with nice blue eyes and an accent that would make any American girl swoon. I could see why Taylor was attracted to him.
"You too. It's nice to finally meet you. Swift has been bragging all about you."
"Oh really?" He said, moving in close to Taylor for a quick peck on the lips. "What've you been saying about me Taylor?"
I won't lie. For a brief instant, a twinge of jealously shot through me as I watched them wrapped arms around one another and snuggle on the couch. I brushed it aside.
"Only good things. I assure you."
The conversation went on from there. The sun had already set by the time we headed out to dinner. It was an authentic British pub and the food was excellent. We chatted, getting to know one another. Joe was charming, funny and doted upon Taylor. Still, in the back of my mind I couldn't help but think about what we were all planning on doing that evening. We finished up and headed back to the apartment. Taylor wanted some time to get ready so that left me alone in my guest room. I stripped down into my underwear, unsure of what else to do. There was a quiet knock at the door. Taylor slipped in wearing a fluffy white bathrobe.
"You ready?" She asked.
"Ready if you are Swift."
"Thank you again Cole. And remember, if you get nervous just focus on me while in there. I'm all yours." She said with a wink.
"And you are all mine." I said, knowing it was a lie.
I walked into the main bedroom. Joe was waiting in there, likewise clad in his underwear. He was in great shape, better than myself, but not by too much. I sat down on the bed next to him silently, unsure of what to say. Taylor only took another minute before she walked in, the door swinging open to reveal her. She struck a pose, hands on her hips which were cocked to the side, breasts thrust outwards and a sexy alluring look on her face. Her hair was dirty blonde, shoulder length and bangs gracing her forehead. She had black wingtips on her eyes, and a darker shade of red lipstick. She looked incredible, standing there in a matching lacy black push-up bra and razor thin thong. The thong concealed her pussy from view, but not the sizable, but well-maintained bush she was sporting. She sauntered over to us, hips rocking back and forth. We were both mesmerized. Taylor strolled right up to me leaned down, giving me an ample view of her cleavage and kissed me, putting those red lips on mine. With her other hand she pushed Joe away. Her tongue was in my mouth running over my teeth until she drew back with a ferocious smile on her face.
"Go sit on that chair Cole. Joe you stay here." Said Taylor indicating the chair in the corner of the room.
He complied silently, but the hunger in his eyes belayed his excitement. I sat down on the chair. Taylor followed me over and clicked a remote, slowly gyrating her hips as music thumped to life. She moved her hands down her body slowly, lingering on her breasts, inching down her toned tummy and resting on her hips. She grinded in place, ass thrust out towards me as she slowly rotated giving me a full 360 view of her undulating body. She moved with the skill of a professional stripper as she straddled me over the chair. My chin tickled her cleavage and I gladly buried my face into her perky melons as I felt her crotch rub up against my own hard member. I looked up into her eyes and she gave me a nervous smile. I returned it and she spun around, ass settling in my lap, hands on her thick thighs. With only a thin line of black fabric flossing her butt cheeks, I was treated to an up-close view of her behind, now more bubbly and shapely than ever before. I placed a hand on either side of her hips, guiding her ever further downward onto my lap. As her booty muffled my rock-hard prick, a wet spot of precum grew larger and larger the longer those alabaster asscheeks rubbed up against me. She thumped and gyrated to the music, grinding herself against my hard member like it was a stripper pole. Her hands found mine and guided them up to her ample bosom. I planted my lips on her neck, inhaling the sweet smell of her hair. I looked out at Joe, watching from the bed, still as a statue, but his erection clearly visible through his underwear.
"Do you like my moves Cole?" Taylor said, still working her hips as I squeezed and fondled her rack. "I've been practicing, but Joe hasn't seen them before. They are for my fans, you're the first to get a sneak peek. I didn't think he was worth it."
"They are impressive Swift." I said, struggling not to pull my cock out and take her right there.
Taylor must have read my mind because she swayed her hips one more time and then slipped her G-string aside and pulled my cock out with her hand. She lined it up with her pussy and dropped down onto, screaming my name out as she crammed it inside. As she began to bounce up and down on my cock, she called out to Joe.
