Hello. This is a collaboration piece between myself and another writer. Everyone is over 18. Features M/Futa and a lot of celebs. As usual, comments and feedback are most welcome. Enjoy!
Serving the Goddesses: Book 1
I'm writing this journal out of...I don't know really. It seemed necessary to keep a record of the stranger events that have happened recently. The entries will be as I recall them, with some minor embellishments along the way. Yet they are 100% true.
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Entry 1: Taylor
Being a photographer had many perks, some may not be as obvious as others. And a few more are completely unexpected.
I got booked through a third party to take photos of some gala. I didn't pay attention really. These celebrity events were normally full affairs. Snap a few pictures, don't make eye contact and don't dare speak to anyone. Pretty easy when most people ignored you anyway. The hotel was generic. After obtaining my ID card and badge I slipped in through the back, following the hand written signs to the event.
Typical of any event in Hollywood, the room was filled with suits and ties. And the women of course. Their dresses were all different designs, cuts, and colors that stood out from the drab blacks that the men wore. One in particular caught my eye. The way she moved was graceful; blonde hair spilled just past her shoulders. Her dress, emerald green, had a slit that showcased one beautiful thigh as she glides across the room. Her body language open as she travelled around greeting people and accepting well-wishes.
I raised my camera and centered her; snapping away as fast as my shutter clicked. After the first shot, my target turned towards me. Did she hear the snap? I wondered to myself. There was no way she could. Yet, Taylor Swift suddenly seemed intensely fixated in my direction. Settling down my paranoia I adjusted my aim elsewhere; allowing myself to take photos of another celebrity.
The incident was out of my mind when I felt someone approach me. Not even a person really, but an aura. It was hard to describe. A hand gently touched my shoulder and I froze. "Hey."
Gears whirled and my brain rebooted. I've heard Taylor speak plenty of times, but this was something else. Was she always like this? Her voice was soft and sweet. My lack of response must have gotten to Taylor and she giggled. "I'm sorry did I break you?"
"I...uhhh..."
"Taylor." She didn't extend a hand but instead squeezed my shoulder slightly.
"Why don't we take this somewhere else?" Taylor suggested, her hot breath dripping with desire. Well, there went another rule; never meet the clients. One hand was playful draped across my shoulder, musing my hair. The other was creeping down to my crotch. I could only dimly nod, my brain was fogged over with mixed emotions. On the one hand, Taylor Swift. On the other hand, professionalism for the job. If my dick had to vote it too would pick Taylor. 2:1 my protests were overruled. Not that it mattered. Taylor was already leading me away from the gala. We snaked through the halls of the hotel, avoiding people as we went. The entire time Taylor offered little bits of encouragement. "Oh you're a cute one. You'll do perfectly well."
Soon she stopped in front of a hotel room door and waved her hand. Magically the door clicked and she pushed me inside. I barely turned around before she locked lips with me. Any resistance I felt melted away under the pressure of her plump lips. After an eternity, really it was a few seconds, she broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. Her arm draped across my shoulder and I found myself under her spell.
Even though I was taller than her 5'10" height, I didn't stand a chance. Her grip dug into my arm and forced me to my knees. Kneeling before the veritable goddess her secret was revealed: a large bulge thrust out of the folds of her green dress. She displayed it with the utmost care; unwrapping her dress until her divine gift came free. A cock swung out into the open. Large and flaccid, the length ended halfway down her thighs. Dimly, I realized it was even bigger as it had to curve around two oversized testicles. A drop of pre formed at the tip. "Are you ready to praise your goddess?"
With some hesitation, I reached out and grasped the member dangling in front of me. It was warm to the touch, with a slight slickness, but that didn't compare to the scent. Taylor's unit emitted a strong musk that was sex distilled. An odor that upon hitting my nostrils caused them to flare and inhale the ambrosia. Slowly I began to jerk the cock, pumping blood into Taylor's member; watching it swell until my fingers separated due to its girth. Both hands were required now, the member brought fully to life, bulbous head mere inches from my face. Occasionally the tip would tap my nose as it passed; leaving behind trails of precum.
I couldn't resist any longer. The musk may have clouded my judgement, but I couldn't break away as my tongue lashed out, tentatively at first, and dabbled at her member. Her leaking cock tasted divine; one speculative lick and I was hooked. I eased in further, peppering the phallus with licks that devolved into kisses. My hands continued to stroke the member, pleasuring it as Taylor purred with delight. One of her hands pressed into the back of my head; coaxing me forward and further down her cock. "That's it. Show me your devotion."
My nose soon rubbed against the base where it emerged from her loins. Taylor guided me down past her member to where her testicles lay; bloating the sack with semen. The musk was heavier here, even more intoxicating. The taste of her nuts was coating my tongue. I almost wished I could never taste again such was the flavor I was experiencing. For several long moments it continued, I licked and lapped at her massive gonads; peppering them with kisses. I dare not take one of those eggs into my mouth. I doubted I could even manage, and if I did it may seem as an affront to the goddess directing me. Taylor's pleasured coos came with more regularity; her hands once again directed me. This time back up to the underside of her cock and down it's full turgid length.
The head of the cock stared right at me. More cum trailed off it's slit and down; dripping slightly onto the carpet. No doubt there was cum on my clothes, but I didn't mind. It served as Taylor marking her territory. I pressed forward, once again slathering the purple crown with my tongue until it glistened. Yet, that was not enough for either party. With Taylor's gentle urging I opened my mouth, forcing myself onto the member. My jaw hurt from the effort; Taylor's cock was at least as big around as it was long, and my mouth's only experience with something even close to this massive was at a sandwich shop. I was not going to disappoint her; willing myself to continue. With great effort I pressed onward, trying to relax my throat while feeding more of the divine gift in.
Somehow, through sheer will or other means, more of Taylor's cock entered my mouth and proceeded down my throat. I can only imagine how I looked with her member bulging out my gullet. My gag reflex was suppressed by Taylor's gentle touch on my head. Her subtle urging willing me to accept more until my nose pressed against the base of her cock. Her large balls pressed playfully against my chin; my nostrils inhaling her musk.
Taylor started to work me over. Her hands on either side of my head started pumping; gently at first. Along with the thrusting of hips, her member glided in and out of my mouth. I couldn't describe the feeling of such a large tool in my mouth. I was, up until this point in my life, firmly heterosexual; and never had touched another man's unit. Now I found myself being incredibly turned on. I could feel my own member tenting my trousers; staining the tan khakis with my pre as Taylor sped up. What began as a gentle pull was becoming a pistoning action. The cock going in and out. She managed to pull so far out the crown of the cockhead would bang into my jaw before this goddess would return and my nose would press into her tummy.
I couldn't take it anymore and came. My dick spasmed into my underwear and thick layers of cum dampened my pants. My throat spasmed as I came; tightening around her cock. It was too much for her to have it clamped down upon. The blonde goddess bottomed out in my throat; her balls dangling playfully against my chin. I could feel something brewing and I was completely unprepared. Taylor's member spasmed; bucking within the confines of my mouth. It pulsed and started jetting out jis
m. What felt like gallons of cum poured out from her cock. Taylor cries rose to a falsetto; a divine of exclamation of pleasure as her seed battered my insides. I couldn't help but gulp along, my mouth sealing shut around her phallus, anxious to collect all her divine seed.
Taylor kept cumming. I couldn't believe the amount of cum this goddess was able to unload. My stomach could take no more and I pushed back against her. Amazingly, she allowed me to release myself from her. With a loud pop I was ejected from her member. Cum continued to stream out, coating my face and shirt with her seed. I didn't notice that though. I gasped for breath and my vision started to fade out. I think Taylor approached my prone form, a giggle on her lips. The last thing I remember was her pressing those lips to mine.
I woke up to an empty room. I didn't know how much time had gone by since I passed out. Anxiously, I searched for my phone, finding it sitting on the bed. A single notification on the screen.
