Era Erotica

Disclaimer: This a work of fiction. It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Bad Blood

Starring Taylor Swift & Hailee Steinfeld

Codes: FF, MFF, Oral, Anal

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2019

"Everything set? You feeling alright?" Cole asked.

"I'm fine. Stop asking!" Taylor responded, more playful than angry. "She's just coming over to talk. I wanted to give her a chance to clear the air before I firmly put her on my shit list."

It had been a couple of weeks since the couple's big fight. The source of that conflict was on her way over right now to speak with Taylor about why she'd broken the squad's rule of don't sleep with Cole all those years ago.

"Hailee and I are friends, but we aren't super close or anything." She paused, her upper lip trembling slightly. "It's not another Karlie situation..."

"Shhh, don't even think about her. She's not worth it." Cole said consolingly. "One day, maybe, she'll come around, crawling on her hands and knees, begging for your forgiveness."

"Not sure I'd grant it. I don't want to talk about it." Taylor said, brilliantly white teeth sinking into her lower ruby red lip, clearly upset. "She knows what she did." And that was the end of that.

Her attention turned to the table. It was set. Cookies cooling on the plate. Tea, coffee, water and juice all perfectly arranged in a dazzling display of color. Ever the gracious hostess. Even in this case. Just then, there was a ring at the door and Cole hurried through the impeccably decorated halls to open it. Hailee stood there, looking effortlessly cute, even in casual garb. Eyes widened as she beheld Cole, pink immediately flooding into her rounded cheeks.

"Hello Cole." She said robotically, sticking her arm out awkwardly for him to shake.

"Hi Hailee." He replied, shaking the uncomfortably stiff hand.

"Hailee Steinfeld." Taylor said, the towering blonde appearing over Cole's shoulder.

Standing there, arms crossed and hips cocked, she fixed Hailee with a gaze chilling enough to lower the temperature in the entryway by several degrees.

"Taylor." Hailee squeaked, looking positively terrified.

Cole looked back and forth between the blonde and brunette. There was an uncomfortable silence. He cleared his throat. "I'll...err, just leave you two alone. I'll be in the study, working. Holler if you need me." Hastily making a retreat, he disappeared into the depths of their luxurious residence.

Taylor surveyed Hailee up and down with piercing blue eyes. "Alright. Let's talk."

***

"Tay, I'm so sorry!" Hailee blurted out for the umpteenth time. "You and Cole are made for each other. The thought that I did anything to come between you just makes me sick."

The pair of them were sitting in the kitchen, mugs of steaming coffee gone cold. Hailee had been professing her apologies nonstop since they had sat down. Taylor had been mostly listening quietly. At long last, she raised a hand to silence her.

"Haiz. Stop. It's ok. I accept your apology. Your confusion was understandable. I was with someone else at the time. It was four years ago. One night. It's all good. I forgive you, but..." She let her sentence trail off, smiling slyly at the brunette.

"But what?"

"Actions speak louder than words."

"Of course, what can I do to make it up to you?"

Taylor cocked one perfectly manicured eyebrow, grinning like a devil. "I can think of a few things."

***

Perched like a queen atop her bed, Taylor had her mile-long legs spread wide, a foot dangling off each side. Buried between her silky-smooth thighs was Hailee. Interwoven amongst the chocolate-colored strands of her hair were Taylor's long fingers. Digging into her scalp, the younger woman feasted upon the popstar's twat like her very life depended on it. And in some ways, it did. Her social life at least. Skin flushed, nipples like bullets, and the thumping of her heart loud in her ears, Taylor wriggled beneath Hailee's oral attentions. Her very full lips pressed against the dribbling labia as her quick tongue snaked in and out the sticky sweet honeypot. The grip tightened on Hailee's head as Taylor growled out.

"Lick that pussy Haiz. Eat it. Show me just how sorry you are."

Hailee mumbled an incomprehensible response, tongue buried to the hilt in the soft pink cooter. Shifting upwards, the flat of her tongue pressed down hard against Taylor's throbbing clit. Brown eyes stared into bright blue ones, begging both forgiveness and a little something else too.

"Suck on my clit. Like that. Uh-huh! Suck that fucking clit. Keep going! Faster!" Taylor commanded, her voice ringing loudly and clearly throughout the room.

Those soft pillowy lips formed perfect suction over Taylor's pleasure button, her hips subconsciously grinding against Hailee's face, who moaned pleadingly as her exertions intensified. A frenzy of licking, lapping and slurping, all eager to please Taylor and get her to cum.

"You want my forgiveness Haiz? Then make me cum. Right now. Make me fucking cum with that pretty little mouth of yours and then maybe I'll forgive you for screwing Cole."

Hailee whimpered, dutifully munching box. Closing her eyes, Taylor could feel an orgasm getting ready to burst, her body burning like a furnace. Every lick threw another log on the fire. Glorious meaty thighs came together, pressing tightly around Hailee's head, the actress finding all outside distractions disappeared. Barely able to breathe, the primal essence of Taylor filling every sense, she still wanted more. Needed more. She needed to make Taylor cum. Desperately.

"Yes. Yes." Taylor uttered, barely above a whisper. "Eat me out!" Louder now. "FUCKING EAT IT!" Screaming. "MAKE ME CUM!" The pictures on the walls rattled. "OH GAWD! I'M CUMMING! GAWD! I'M FUCKING CUMMING!"

Hairs threatening to come loose as Taylor yanked, thighs suffocating her, Hailee couldn't stop. Clit pounding like her heart, labia quivering and ready to burst like a rickety dam, the popstar shrieked as she climaxed spectacularly. Tossing her head back into the plush pillows, Taylor screamed exhalations to the ceiling as pleasure steamrolled over every inch of her heavenly form. Hailee was held in place, gently lapping up the fresh flood of arousal until the twitching subsided and Taylor unclenched her fists. Satisfied silence filled the room. That, and the smell of sex. Sitting up, Hailee wiped her mouth chin wet and shining. Upon opening her glazed-over blue eyes, Hailee's naked body sat there, anxiously awaiting its next orders.

"Am I forgiven?" She asked tentatively.

"Hmmm...it's a good start." Taylor said, the cloudy buzz of the orgasm still in full swing, her numb legs still pleasantly tingling. "I've got one more task."

Nodding wide-eyed, she watched as Taylor stood up shakily from the bed and hobbled over to the closet, disappearing inside. After a minute or two of rummaging, she reemerged. Cinched around her waist was her personal, custom-made strap-on. Her hand gripped the enormously girthy base of the realistic looking 13-inch bright pink phallus. With a flick of her wrist she shook it in Hailee's direction. Down one side was inscribed in swirling font,

Property of

and down the other side,

T. SWIFT.

"You said Cole fucked you in the ass that night? Right?" Taylor asked, that wicked grin back on her face. Hailee nodded, gulping as she stared at the wobbling pink dick. "Excellent."

***

Cole was utterly absorbed in his work, oblivious to everything else. Hunched over, and staring about an inch away from his screen, he was going over every pixel of a marketing mockup for

Loverfest.

Earbuds were in, music blaring loudly. Work, a welcome distraction from the unpleasant conversation undoubtedly taking place in the other room. His focus was so intense that he failed to notice phone buzz. And again. And again. Finally, the angry rectangle nearly vibrated off the table in protest at being ignored and he snatched it up. All texts from Taylor. He jumped to the most recent one.

Get in here now! We need you!

Yanking out his earbuds, he stood up and realized it had been nearly two hours since Hailee's arrival. What had those two been doing this whole time? Just talking? Hurrying out into the kitchen, he found it empty. The living room? Empty. Rec room? Empty. Guest rooms, balcony, bathrooms? All empty. At last he stood in front of the closed bedroom door. A slight grin on his face, he shook his slightly. If all his time with Taylor had taught him anything, he thought he might have some inclination of what lay on the other side of the door. Still, even as he pushed the door open and his suspicions were confirmed, it didn't make it any less exciting or mind-blowing.

"Mhmmm, there you are lover." Taylor purred, in her most sex-kitten voice.

"There he is indeed!" Hailee cooed, matching Taylor's husky tone.

There was not a scrap of clothing to be found on their bed head, smeared-lip nude bodies. The bed was likewise a mess, sheets and blankets twisted every which way and a champagne bottle's worth of spray looking to have dampened the silk fabric. Further evidence of their shenanigans lay all around the room. Clothes carelessly discarded in the corner. Taylor's nightstand cracked open, her careful collection of favored sex toys missing from their usual secure spot. They lay scattered around the room. As did, much to his surprise, her strap-on. She so rarely brought it out nowadays. The absurdly large pink cock hanging off of it was glistening, wet and sticky from use.

"Is...eh-hem...everything ok?" He asked, finding his mouth very dry and clearing his throat in the process. "You fucked Hailee?"

Their hands seemed to have a mischievous mind of their own. Dainty palms squeezing perky titflesh, fingers teasing small circles around impossibly stiff areolas. Perfectly manicured fingers pinching and rubbing supple, curved backsides. Fingertips sliding across smooth expansive thighs. Taylor's eyes locked onto the telltale bulge already surging to life within the confines of his sweatpants as he struggled not to outwardly drool.

"Everything is perfect darling." Taylor replied in her sugary-sweet sex voice. "We talked it all out... and Hailee more than made it up to me." Then she pointed to herself and to Cole. "And now you and I are even. You've fucked Hailee and now I've fucked Hailee."

Hailee licked her plump pink lips seductively and winked, even as her hands slowly squeezed both of Taylor's titties with precise, teasing grace. "But we agreed that we both wanted to something else for you! I felt bad. Tay felt bad. You got caught in the middle, a pawn in our sexual game."

"I wouldn't say that... it's fine... think nothing of it." Cole stammered, struggling to form words as every liter of blood in his body headed straight for his penis.

"Nonsense! We are going to do something for you. Right here, right now." Taylor said turning to face Hailee and puckering her own pouty lips.

Hailee giggled and met Taylor's lips. Moaning as their mouths touched, tongues wrestled as they spilt over in the sloppy lip-locking embrace. The groping intensified as the pair made out like a couple of horny teenagers. Every few seconds, one set of eyes would open and look towards Cole, gaging his reaction as he watched the sapphic display unfold with slack-jawed amazement. Hands disappeared between thighs only to reappear shimmering in the light and placed delicately in the other's mouth. Cole let out a groan as Taylor sucked Hailee's digits clean from whatever arousal coated them. That was their cue.

A single strand of saliva connected them as they untwined and stepped off the bed, strutting over to him, both sets of boobs and butts jiggling. Staring at each other, they descended to their knees in front of him, a fully pitched tent enough for a family of six standing tall at his groin. With a familiar tug, Taylor had his sweatpants around his ankles, his hard throbbing member exposed to open air. Enraptured silence filled the room as both women gazed at it like it was the most beautiful sight in the world. Hailee was the first to speak.

"Damn, just look at that dick! And the guy attached to it isn't too bad either. You are so lucky Tay!"

Smirking, Taylor curled a fist around the spider webbed veiny column. Squeezing, a bead of precum gleamed at the crown which Taylor scooped up with the tip of her tongue. Just as she was about to take him down to the balls, she reconsidered and offered it up to Hailee instead.

"Let's see how you handle him."

Giggling, Hailee wrapped those hefty dick-sucking lips around him, putting them to generous use as they slid down the shaft. Cradling the dangling nuts in her expert palm, Taylor watched eagerly as every inch disappeared into Hailee's mouth. A solid grunt sounded as she bit the base, holding him there, her esophagus constricting on all sides as she gazed upwards at him with big brown eyes.

"My turn." Taylor said impatiently, her fingers dancing across the sagging scrotum. Hailee continued holding him in place, still gurgling away as her throat opened and closed around his cock like a practiced vocal exercise. "I said. My turn!" Taylor wrenched the brunette's head back, Hailee desperately trying to cling to his cock like the world's most delicious popsicle.

Grinning, Taylor pressed her own pouty pair of lips tight around the tip, sliding down the slimy saliva soaked shaft until her button nose was likewise dug into his groin, his balls resting comfortably upon her chin. Her esophagus pressed him on all sides in ever-squelching glory. Hailee pouted.

"Hmph. No fair! Let me! Please Tay! Lemme suck him!"

Taylor scoffed, a difficult feat with a cock lodged in her gullet, but continued uninterrupted, sucking with more power than vacuum cleaner. So, Hailee did the only thing she could. Ducking underneath, her lips attached to the dangling gonads, her eyes drawn to the unbelievable bulge in Taylor's throat. Gobbling at the hanging pair, Cole groaned at the voracious double oral assault on his nether regions. He thought they might suck the very soul right of out him. Warm, wet, soft mouths gurgled, gargled, sucked and slurped across every square inch of his groin.

Taylor was pulling out all the stops, showing off every single one of her stunningly impressive repertoire of oral tricks and moves. From deepthroating to tightly dragging her lips across every inch to sloppily bobbing along the shaft and everything in-between. What didn't change was the joyous expression on her face, blue eyes alight with fire as she watched the reaction on Cole's face. Hailee looked on in jealously, licking and tickling his balls whenever she spotted an opportunity to sneak a taste from Taylor's insatiable mouth. When she finally did release him, every fiber of his being was quivering. Taylor smiled with smug satisfaction and offered up his prick once more to Hailee.

"Good luck topping that." She said, her fingers already giving his cum-churning balls a gently squeeze.

Hailee took position front and center as Taylor slowly suckled one testicle, rolling the cum-churning orb around like a tasty hard candy treat. Puckering, Hailee smacked the cockhead against her pink pillowy gobsmackers. Precum and spit flying wildly, she couldn't care less, cushioning the shaft between them before sliding downwards. Bobbing enthusiastically, she went from base to tip with every rotation.

"Hmmm. Look at you go. You like sucking that cock? Don't you?" Taylor asked teasingly, watching her go at it hard.

"MMHHHHH-HHHHMMMMM!!"

Placing a hand on the back of Hailee's head and grinning, Taylor pushed. The brunette's neck bulged as she gurgled, that fat prick suddenly blocking her airway as she struggled to adjust. Taylor pushed harder, Hailee's face squashed against his groin, mouth stretched impossibly wide. Tears beaded in her eyes as they darted back and forth, face reddening and spittle spraying forth. Still, Taylor held her there.

"You said you like sucking his dick. So suck it." She said wickedly.

A chocking throaty gurgle served as a response, her chest heaving, expelling more spit to drip down her chin. Taylor rolled those blue beauties, releasing her hold on her. Hailee came off, coughing and sucking down great gulps of air.

"Damn it Tay! Eh-hem! I thought you said we were all good!"

"Just had to get one more in." She laughed playfully. "Last one, I promise. Besides, it just goes to show that you can't really handle my man here." Hailee opened her mouth to protest, but Taylor stopped her. "Let's show him what the two of us together can do."

The duo positioned themselves on either side of his trembling manhood. Two sets of full lips puckered forth, enveloping the shaft on either side. As they pressed together, those wet mouths slid up and down in perfect synchronization, tongues escaping from their puffy cages to twist, coil around every veiny inch. Both sets of eyes stared up at him, silky-smooth mouths dually servicing him. Taylor took the crown into her mouth, taking a turn down to the base and back up before passing it to Hailee using nothing but her tongue, who likewise took a long, deep suck.

"Fuck. Swift. Hailee. God that's..." The end of his sentence trailed off, barely able to form coherent thoughts.

Each had a hand on a thigh, digging their nails in, the free hands treating each spit-soaked gonad to a thorough massage. Moans and groans were tossed back and forth, the pair trying to outdo one another in showing their appreciation for the dick they were sharing. Cole had great stamina, but even he was no match for these two. His cock was harder than granite. Sweat beaded his forehead as his toes curled into the carpet, his knuckles white and sucking down air like an Olympic sprinter. Finally, he could take no more.

"AARGGHH! FUCK! GOTTA CUM!" He blurted out, more loudly than he intended.

"Ohhhhh yeeesss!" Hailee squealed with glee as she took a front and center position, directly opposite the winking eyehole.

Taylor pressed her face against the younger woman, pushing her to the side. "Come babe, give me that big creamy load. I know much spunk those balls of yours pump out. Blow it all over me."

"No, I want it! Cum on me, all over this pretty face!" Hailee exclaimed, opening her mouth wide, tongue sticking so far out that Cole could see every detail of her tonsils.

Taylor stuck her tongue out too, both babes waggling those pink mouth organs as he jerked himself off. He looked down at the pair of them. It was the perfect picture.

"Oh my god. Stay just like that. Fuck yes. Here it comes!" He roared.

His member pulsed, the bulbous crown swelling to monstrous size and pointed towards his blonde love. Cum exploded into being, streaking diagonally across Taylor's face. It splattered against her chin, across her writhing tongue onto her exposed upper lip, leaving behind a dribbling white line up her cheek that reached her hairline. Before Taylor could even react to the salty sting of jizz, it was quickly followed by another blast, dumping a huge amount of white goo onto her tongue which dripped down onto her lips as she smiled. Aiming his one-eye snaked at Hailee, and still jerking a mile-a-minute, he fired a wet wad down straight into her gaping mouth, spraying those tonsils he'd been admiring before peppering her upper lip with globs of sticky semen. Back to Taylor as more thick cum draped itself across the bridge of her nose, splashes going wild and clinging to her eyelashes, gluing her left eye shut. Hot, sticky blobs rained down on Hailee's forehead, dripping down into her eyebrows before squeezing a few more drops upon her cheek and one final dribble into Taylor's still open mouth. Both women leaned, coated and satisfied. Lips closed as the cum was tasted and swallowed, with the biggest of grins on both faces.