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Everyone in this story - and in real life - are 18+ years of age.
All locations, art and music in this story are real.
Any celebrity actions or motives similar to their real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental.
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Previously...
Australian actress Angourie Rice celebrates her 18th birthday in Prague during the filming of Spiderman: Far From Home. After a memorable party in her hotel room that included an eager Marisa Tomei, she and her fellow celebrity friends Tom Holland, Zendeya and Jacob Batalon visit a nightclub in the Gothic streets below, not before being approached by Czech bullies, led by a thug named Damosi. Later, inside the nightclub, the four friends play an exciting game of truth or dare, as Angourie dared Tom Holland to lick out Zendeya...
Now...
Tom looked stunned, as did Zendeya. Jacob, being Jacob, simply enjoyed what was unfolding before him.
'W-What? Here?' stammered Tom.
Angourie couldn't tell if the surprise was genuine, or an act. She knew he wanted it. And she could tell Zendeya would be screaming for it too. She turned to Zendeya, who was licking her own lips without realising.
'Not, not here. Let's get some air.'
With that, the four of them stood up, skulled the rest of their drinks, and left the nightclub. They felt the cool air on their faces as they stepped outside. It was much quieter now, with no one in sight - least of all Damosi and his gang.
Following no one in particular, the four made their way to a narrow corner street hidden from view, brightened by a nearby streetlamp. Once they found a secluded spot, they all turned to one other.
'Well.' Tom began. He looked at Zendeya, and she turned to Angourie. Angourie could see the excitement in her eyes.
'How should we do this?'
Angourie turned to Tom. 'Tom, give me your coat.'
He obliged, taking it off and handing it over. She felt an increasing arousal seeing his tight shirt press against his muscles. She placed the coat on the ground, pushed up against the wall of a building. No one was around, the shops were all closed. It was long past midnight.
'Sit,' she instructed Zendeya. Zendeya hesitated but sat down on the coat. Sitting on her butt, she leaned her back against the dark brick wall, and looked up at Angourie, Tom and Jacob. Her smooth, brown legs partially opened, and Angourie could nearly spot her panties.
But not quite.
'Open your legs, wider,' instructed Angourie.
She was turning herself on by ordering commands. She felt...like a real woman. It was a thrill. She was hoping no one could sense how terrified and nervous she was secretly feeling from the whole experience.
Zendeya stared at Angourie intensely, and with a sly grin she obeyed. In her silk white dress, she slightly widened her legs, and Angourie, Tom and Jacob got an incredible view of her upper inner thighs, and finally, her pink woven fabric panties.
Zendeya watched the three of them, thrilled at the attention being directed up her tight dress. Angourie spotted Tom's pants growing tighter, and pointy near his crotch. She had to hide a gasp.
If I play my cards right... then I might get to see Tom's cock tonight, Angourie mused.
Seeing the three of them adoring the view, Zendeya slowly pulled the dress up her waistline, revealing more and more of her bare, sexy legs. Angourie noticed some cute goosebumps appearing on those chilled legs.
Zendeya then moved a finger into her mouth, licked her finger, and slowly moved it between her legs where it rested on her pink underwear. She slowly began rubbing it, and moaned.
Angourie sensed the two boys were now a pawn in Zendeya's game, and suddenly realised she no longer had the power. The situation was playing out by itself now.
'Well, what are you waiting for?' Zendeya asked Tom in a seductive, sexy voice, as she still played with the outside of her panties.
Zendeya winked at Angourie as Tom kneeled down in front of her. He then leaned forward and he and Zendeya kissed for a few moments. It was hot, and Angourie felt a slight jealousy that she wasn't involved. Tom then placed his hands on the outside of Zendeya's legs for support, softly rubbing them. After shooting the American actress one last look, he moved his head between her legs. His face disappeared under the dress.
Angourie - and Jacob, who was feeling somewhat left out in all this, positioned themselves to get a better look. Zendeya softly moaned as Tom licked around her underwear, up the inner part of her thigh and across the woven pink fabric. Zendeya's eyes were shut, focusing on the pleasure.
This continued for a few minutes, and Angourie, feeling increasingly wet and horny herself, was wondering why Tom hadn't just taken off her damn panties yet. By the sounds of Zendeya's moans, she clearly wanted it.
Come on... Angourie thought to herself.
Then, Tom pulled away, and sat up, wiping his mouth. They both turned to Angourie.
'What are you doing? Why did you stop?' asked Angourie impatiently. I wanted him to lick her pussy, she thought to herself.
'You didn't dare him where to lick, babe. Got to be specific!'
Angourie felt frustrated by the tease but could only blame herself. Zendeya and Tom each chuckled.
'Angourie,' Jacob suddenly said in a rush, 'truth or dare?'
Surprised, she turned to Jacob.
'Dare.' She replied, showing no fear.
'I dare you... to get on your knees, take off Tom's pants, his underwear... and give him a hand job.'
Zendeya smirked. 'See cutie, that's how you tell a dare.'
Angourie paused. She licked her lips unknowingly, feeling incredibly horny. But she refocused.
Was she really about to do this?
She'd clearly lost all the power here. Tom and Zendeya clearly had a plan brewing, and Jacob knew what was happening. Angourie felt defeated, but that just made her even hornier.
So, she obeyed. She slowly dropped to her knees, shuffling beside Zendeya on the hard ground, moving onto the coat. Tom stood up, and before she knew it Angourie was facing eye-level with the zipper on Tom's jeans.
'Jacob, come here.' Zendeya called. Jacob approached, and stood by their side. She was still leaning her back against the wall with her legs open, and as Jacob approached, his crotch was next to her dark face.
'Angourie. Can you do this?' It was Tom who asked quietly, being caring and sweet. It was thoughtful, compassionate of him.
Angourie knew she couldn't dither or dawdle. It was here, in the middle of the night in an empty Prague street, that she was about to see her first penis. Angourie looked up at him, ignoring his sexy muscles to meet his eyes. She smiled.
'I can do it.'
Angourie looked back down to the task at hand. She moved her hands to his belt, and managed to undo it, pulling it out through the belt loops. She threw it aside and took a careful breath.
'Doing good,' said Zendeya, who Angourie spotted caressing Jacob's pants, still inches from Zendeya's face, where his erection was clearly growing inside. Angourie smiled and turned back to her own job.
Next, she reached the button on Tom's jeans, undoing it. His pants were now loose, and she placed her hands on either side of them, and pulled down.
The pants dropped, and suddenly she was face to face with Tom's grey underwear, the only thing concealing his massive erection. Her face was inches away.
'Ok, you can do this...' She muttered to herself, excitedly. She put her thumbs inside the tip of Tom's underwear, getting a good grip. All she had to do was pull down. She looked up at Tom and smiled, who smiled back eagerly. Angourie licked her young lips, and maintaining eye contact the whole time, pulled his underwear down.
Angourie knew it was directly in front of her but refused to look - not yet. She still maintained eye contact with Tom.
'You ready?' He asked, with an encouraging smile.
She nodded, smiling.
'Happy birthday,' he said again. And with that, she finally looked.
Directly facing her, only an inch away from her face and mouth, was Tom's bulging cock.
Entranced, the first thing she saw was the pink tip - the head of his dick - right in front of her eager eyes. Angourie focused on the small slit in the middle, which had traces of wet precum around it. Licking her lips again, she could see how his cock was glowing.
Unable to contain her excitement, she moved her head around and got a different angle, surprised to see how long, thick and hard it really was. His penis wasn't circumcised, which was even more of a turn on. She could've sworn it was throbbing, begging to be touched.
She turned her attention to the base of his juicy cock, admiring how clean-shaven everything was. She met his eyes briefly with an impressed look, and he just winked. Giggling, she then turned her focus underneath, trying to get a good look at his balls. But she couldn't, not yet.
Shrugging, she redirected herself back to the pink tip, facing her with determination, like the barrel of a gun.