Piced up at a Bar

Disclaimer

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This story is not real; these events did not happen, nor are they likely to, and are not meant to represent how these celebrities act in real life. This is purely fantasy, and should be treated as such. Minors should not read further. English is not my first language, so forgive minor mistakes.

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Being sent away to a work convention wasn't something that I had planned, but wasn't something that I was complaining about. Besides the fact that I wouldn't have to work—meaning it was kinda like a paid leave, as long as I watched some lectures—I was also staying at a rather high-brow hotel.

And there were women. Lots of them, and very hot ones at that. While I wasn't the most outgoing type—though certainly not shy either—being away from home certainly did give an extra incentive to go out there and pursue some pussy.

That night I was finally able to reap this benefit, and what benefits they were!

I walked into the hotel's bar area, sat by the bar and ordered a drink. Once it arrived and I began drinking, I looked around the room; it was somewhat crowded, with the tables all occupied and lots of people around talking and drinking.

Then my eyes found her. The most gorgeous woman I had ever laid my eyes on was sitting there, by herself, in one of the tables: her long dark hair contrasting with her milky white skin, her long blue dress that more than accentuated her sizable bust, and, as she looked up to speak with a waiter, the most impressive clear blue eyes I ever saw.

"Oh God..." I spoke under my breath, still looking at her. I admired her for a while, too entranced to look away; I eventually did so when the waiter left, as her eyes met mine for an instant and I felt embarrassed for being caught staring.

As I tried to hide myself by going back to drinking, a chuckle by the bartender guy caught my attention.

"Shy with the ladies, boy?" The bartender asked him.

"Uh... No." I shook my head, stealing a glance at my newfound crush. "Just, that one over there..."

"Oh, I know." The bartender said, looking in her direction. "She is an actress, I think."

"She is?" I asked in surprise, whipping my head to her direction and then back to the bartender.

"So, are you going to give her a go or not?" The bartender asked, chuckling a bit at my surprise. As he prepared a drink, he spoke again. "Want a suggestion? Buy her a drink; it always work with women."

"Yeah, it does..." I said, smirking a bit. I ordered another drink for her, but, to my surprise, the bartender gave

me

a drink instead. "Hey, the idea is to give it to her not me!"

"Sorry, man." The bartender began, looking like he was about to laugh. "But she had the idea first."

I looked down at the drink he slid to me, processing his words in my head before looking back to the woman; this time she was looking right at me with a smile. She then brought her drink to her lips and winked at me.

I didn't even pay attention to the bartender's wishing 'good luck' or his laugh, just took my drink, stood up and walked—or rather ran—to her table, having her snicker at me when I arrived.

"Hey there." I said, trying to sound smooth.

"Hey yourself." She said with a smile, and I couldn't help smiling back at her dazzling beauty. "Are you going to sit down or not?"

I returned to reality enough to accept her offer and sat across from her at the table. "Thanks for the drink." I told her, raising my glass.

"It's a nice trick; it always works." She said with chuckle, and I couldn't help chuckling along as well at the irony.

"So, the bartender said you were a model or something like that?"

"I'm an actress, actually." She corrected me, and I smirked at her.

"An actress, eh? Let me guess... 'Transformers'?" She laughed/chuckled a bit and raised her eyebrows, with an 'are you kidding me?' look on her face. "Well, you do have the looks to pull it off."

"Maybe." She shrugged good-naturedly, making a face to tease me. "But I like to think I'm a bit too talented for that."

"I would bet..." I thought, then noticed I spoke it out loud. She smirked provocatively at me.

"Well... uh... sorry, I haven't got your name yet." She snickered.

"My name is Gabriel." I spoke. "And you are...?"

"God, you really didn't recognize me, eh? Way to flatter your way into my pants." I almost choked in surprise at the way she put it, and at how natural it sounded from her. "My name is Alexandra; Alexandra Daddario. I worked on the Percy Jackson films, the True Detective TV series, San Andreas?"

Something clicked on my head, and my eyes probably widened in surprise. "Of course! You are the girl who got naked on True Detective!"

I blurted it out at once, and thinking again it was surprising that, rather than getting angry with me, she laughed in an un-ladylike way. I couldn't help laugh uncomfortably alongside her, now a bit overwhelmed at knowing I was hitting on a Hollywood actress.

"I should have expected

that

would be easier to remember." She joked as her laughter died down, but a nice smile still on her face. "'Hi, my name is Alexandra Daddario; I'm the girl who showed her breasts on True Detective'. It would make for a faster introduction."

"And quite an interesting one at that." I remarked, trying to get comfortable again. It seemed to succeed, as she giggled.

It was a this time that the waiter decided to come along, bringing in another of Alexandra's drinks. She looked in surprise for a moment, saying she didn't order more; he revealed it was courtesy of an 'admirer', and looked at me to give her the hint.

Which she did catch on.

"You bought me a drink too?" She asked.

"Like you said, it always works." I said, giving her what I hope looked like a charming, seductive smile. "I guess great minds think alike, no?"

"More like horny minds think alike." She corrected me, giving me back her own sexy, seductive smile.

With her comment, I felt myself grow more at ease on the presence of Alexandra. I admit, I had never had a woman be this playful and easy-going while I tried to charm her; and while in any other case I wouldn't mind, maybe even welcome the challenge, in this case I couldn't help thanking God for her attitude otherwise I wouldn't have the balls to keep going.

We continued to talk and drink together, me finding out she was staying in the hotel while filming a movie and had been looking for a chance to just relax a bit and have some fun. We had surprising chemistry together; the conversation flowed nicely, the both of us laughing and exchanging flirts and teases back and forward like teenagers. And I couldn't help keeping my eyes on her beautiful blue ones—except in occasional moments when they drifted downwards, towards another pair of impressive blue orbs.

Eventually, seeing the way we got along and the looks we exchanged, I decided it was time to make my move...

"Say, Gabriel, I've got a room upstairs."

Inwardly I kicked myself for yet again losing the chance for the first move, but even then it wasn't a loss I regretted for long.

"Then what are we waiting here for?"

I paid the bartender, giving him my thanks for helping the situation, and soon he was following Alexandra Daddario to the elevator. Once inside, just the two of us, I suddenly felt the air get heavy; I looked over at my slightly shorter companion—at 5'10, I was taller than her 5'3" height—and found she was looking at me... expectantly?

She sighed with a hint of annoyance, probably taking my brief confusion as hesitation. "Am I going to do all the work here?"

I didn't answer that, or rather I couldn't answer that. As soon as her words came out she moved forward into me and pushed me back against the elevator's wall; before I could react she gripped the collar of my shirt and leaned herself up to my face, smashing her lips against mine.

To describe finally feeling her mouth, her lovely full lips moving playfully against mine, I would end up falling into cliché territory. Suffice to say, however, that the touch served to fully awaken my lust for her: in a flash my hand reached around and pulled her body against me, my lips pressing back with increasing hunger as we really got into it.

We entered a full, hard make-out session in the elevator, my back against the wall as Alexandra's body pressed against me, her arms around my neck as we sucked each others face out. Our mouths opened, letting our tongues fight it out pleasurably; in there I finally beat her, winning our tongue wrestling and taking possessive control of her mouth.

When the elevator jingled and its door opened, I didn't even see if there was someone nor did we check if the floor was right; we just stumbled outside, never breaking contact as we continued to kiss with barely controlled passion. When we were out of the elevator, I pressed her against the wall and trailed my mouth to her neck, kissing along it until coming close to her ear.

"Hhmmm..." Alexandra moaned slightly, turning her head to give me better access and biting her lower lip seductively.

As she did so I trailed my hands along her sides, going up and down on it teasingly. Pulling her arms and placing them around my shoulders again, I let them dare a little further and moved them inwards, cupping her big breasts and—finally!!—giving them a much anticipated squeeze.

"Oh!" She jumped a bit, pushing my head away from her. I looked back to her face, now a little flustered but smiling flirtingly. "I had forgotten you were a fan."

"Who isn't?" I asked, groping a breast slightly to emphasize my point. "Damn, they feel so soft and firm..."

"Kinda like you imagined?" She asked, and I could feel the impatience in her voice.

"Even better." I gave both breasts a squeeze, them looked back at her and kissed her lips hard but quick, riling her up further. "Which room is yours?"

She glared at me as I moved back, giving her space. She looked around and walked to it, me following right behind. As she took her room key out to unlock it, I took the opportunity to press myself against her back; she stopped in surprise at first, then giggled as I leaned down and moved her hair away so I could kiss the milky white skin of her neck, nibbling and sucking at moments.

She sighed and moaned, again leaning her head to give me access; as she tried to unlock the door, I raised the difficulty by reaching around and grabbing her breasts again, this time much more openly than the small feels from before. She squealed in surprise as I began to truly knead and grope her tits, squeezing roughly and pinching her hardening nipples through her dress.

Amidst this onslaught of pleasure coming from her rack, she pretty much stopped trying to open the door and just stood there, moaning and letting me have my way with her body.

I admit, I loved the exhibitionist thrill: here I was, fondling and dominating Alexandra Daddario, one of the hottest women I knew of, right in a hotel corridor. Where anyone could see, where at any point someone could come from one of the rooms or from the elevator and catch us red-handed.

My mind had a sudden epiphany, and I smirked diabolically against her neck as an idea came to me. While continuing to molest her tits, I began laying kisses against the back of her neck, fighting my way through her dark locks to reach the knot holding her dress up. Kissing around it, I went for the kill and, with what I could attribute to sheer natural talent, I managed to undo the knot with my teeth.

In a quick movement I raised my hands to the collar of her dress and pulled it down enough to expose her tits. Alexandra gasped in surprise, immediately trying to cover herself back up; I spun her around, grabbing her wrists to keep her hands away and pushed her against the door, her naked breasts a feast for my eyes.

"Gabriel!" She squealed in surprise and shame, though her eyes betrayed her lust and excitement.

"What's the matter?" I smirked, raising both her arms above her head and holding the wrists together with one hand. "You can show it all over TV, but not in a measly empty corridor?" I asked, using one now-free hand to pinch one of her jutting nipples, earning a barely contained yelp from the actress, then leaning my body down to lick it, earning a soft moan.

"Oh, you..." She moaned, grimacing as I wrapped my lips around her nipple and areola, then tried to fit in as much of her teat in my mouth as I could to suck on. "Oh God..."

"Damn, what a slut!"

The new voice made us both jump and quickly separate; I immediately let go of her and turned to the arrival.

And, for yet another time that day, my jaw dropped to the floor.

Walking in our direction was a couple, but not any couple: the female component was an amazingly hot, slutty-looking blonde whose breasts looked like they could give Alexandra's a run for their money. My entire vision seemed to turn into slow motion as she walked in my direction, like one of those beach scenes in movies.

There was also a guy with her, but who cares about him? The center of all attention was that blonde bombshell!

"Well, slut? Won't you try defending yourself?" The blonde said, looking with a glare to Alexandra. I felt the sudden need to defend her, but once again was beaten to the punch.

"Not my fault men can't control themselves around me." Alexandra said, with a hint of smugness in her voice. I turned and saw that she had her hands on her hips, puffing her chest out as if challenging the girl.

For her part, the blonde huffed and then did something unexpected: she reached for her dress' straps on her shoulders and pulled them down her arms, letting her own dress fall down and leaving herself on the same state of undress as Alexandra.

And HOLY SHIT!! Her breasts were humongous, much bigger than Alexandra's! I almost wondered if it was normal, or if the girl had some kind of problem that caused her breasts to be like that... But who cares?! Look at those breasts!

"Well?" She said, placing a hand on her waist as well and challenging Alexandra back.

The two women walked towards each other until they were inches apart, Alexandra having to look up a bit—the blonde is probably my height—as they glared challengingly at each other; the two women's breasts... pressing together...

"Nice." The other guy, whom I had even forgotten was there, pretty much voiced my thoughts. I only nodded, enjoying the scene.

The two girls continued to face off for some seconds, before their faces broke up into smiles and they laughed loudly, leaving their poses and turning to us.

"So, this is the guy you chose, Alex?" The blonde asked, looking at me up and down. I felt a bit of shyness under her stare, but from the way she licked her lips afterwards gave me confidence again. "Not bad."

"Neither is yours, Kate." Alexandra said, eyeing the other guy as well.

"Wait, wait a minute. What the hell is going on here?" I asked, confused.

"Dude, does it even matter?" The other guy asked me, almost laughing. "Just look at these girls, we surely are getting lucky tonight!"

"Well, yours is quite smart." Alexandra said, moving forward in his direction. "I like his attitude."

Before my eyes Alexandra leaned up and pressed her face against him. Like any man would, he immediately latched on her lips with his own in a hard kiss, one of his hands moving up to grab her breasts while the other reached around for her ass.

I... I have to admit I felt a bit betrayed at that. Looking at the two, I could see Alexandra was really into it; they kissed with full-blown lust, no sign of care but just animalistic desire.

"Someone seems jealous." I turned my eyes to the blonde, 'Kate' as Alexandra had called her. She walked up to me and smiled a cute, girl-next-door kind of smile you couldn't help get crazy about. Finally, with her close enough for me to take a good look at her face, I recognized her: it was Kate Upton, a young SI model—turning actress—I have looked up a couple times for...

research

. "Don't be, sweety. There's more than enough to share."

She walked up to me, placing her arms around my neck and leaning in to touch her lips against mine. Unlike Alexandra's kiss, either with me or with the guy, Kate's touch was surprisingly gentle and soft, almost feather-like. In return, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulling her body close; soon our mouths were opening and we were truly kissing, deeply and with her tongue coming in to lick against mine playfully but otherwise giving me free access to her cavity.

It was a rather sweet gesture, but one that only furthered my already raging boner and my desire to fuck any of the two beauties.

When we broke apart from the lovely kiss, she playfully bit her lip as she smiled at me, a look I had grown to associate with her from some photos I had seen. She playfully laid a few more seductive kisses on my lips, never giving me the chance to deepen it before drawing back.

"So, you ready Kate?"

We broke our embrace and turned to Alexandra, who stood naked at the now-open door to her room; the other guy was nowhere in sight, probably having already gone inside.

"Of course." Kate picked her dress from the floor and entered, giving me a last wink. "See you later, sweety."

Like me, Alexandra watched her go before turning back to me, smirking. "So,

sweety

, ready to fuck my brains out?"

I didn't need to be told twice as I walked forward, entering the hotel room. I waited and she closed the door after me, then walked while making a 'come hither' motion for me to follow; I did so, looking at her swaying hips as we walked into the large bedroom.

"Now, can you answer what is going on here?" I asked again, though I didn't even wait for an answer before beginning to unbutton my shirt.

"You still don't get it, eh?" Alexandra answered, sitting at the edge of the bed seductively. Her shiny blue eyes leered at me as I undressed, while I struggled to draw my eyes away from her naked body—mainly from her breasts. "Kate and I just decided to have a party, so we brought you two here."

"A... party?" Did I hear that right?

"Yes, you know what kind of party." Alexandra said, smirking. "We don't have appointments tomorrow, so you two are gonna fuck us the whole night long. Maybe even tomorrow if you are good enough."

"You can be the judge." I said, finally taking off my underpants to reveal my fully naked body to her.

"I certainly will." She said in a semi-whisper, as her breath seemed to be caught in her throat. I smirked proudly, knowing her eyes were drawn to my raging hard cock as it stood to attention.

I walked over to the bed, stopping right in front of Alexandra. Still sitting on the edge, she smirked as she beckoned me closer, leaning forward and gripping my cock. I let escape a moan as she used both hands to hold my cock, then rubbed one against the head and the other along the shaft. Tugging me closer, she leaned down and placed a kiss on the very tip; the feeling of having Alexandra Daddario's mouth on my cock making more and more moans escape from my mouth.

"You like having me play with your cock, Gabriel?" She asked, looking up with her big amazing eyes while never stopping her ministrations. God, it was such a great sight! "You like the thought of having it in my mouth?"

"Oh, yes!" I let out a bit desperately, feeling as if I could come just from having her teasing my cock. Then, right under my eyes, one of the most incredible things: Alexandra pushed my cock upwards, leaning further and wrapping her mouth around one of my balls!

I almost lost it there, at having Alexandra suck my balls, drooling over them and making loud popping noises to boot.

"They are so sweaty, I like it." She said, looking up as she put her tongue out and licked from the balls all the way up the shaft. This time, however, she didn't tease; when she reached the head, she swirled her tongue around a couple times then opened her lips and engulfed the appendage.