Disclaimer: The following is a consensual story featuring a real female celebrity and a fictional male character. Any similarity to reality is coincidental.
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Lili Reinhart rode the elevator up to the top floor of an apartment building in Vancouver. She had arrived in the Canadian province earlier in the week, preparing for run of filming for her hit show 'Riverdale'. While she preferred to spend her time in a four-star hotel, her co-star and good friend, Camila Mendes, stayed in this apartment building.
The day before, Camila had texted Lili, informing her of her pending arrival and making plans to hang out. Once the elevator stopped, the blond stepped out and headed towards the door at the end of the hallway. She knocked lightly and waited, getting no response after several seconds.
"Cami! It's Lili!" she yelled while knocking harder.
Just as she was about to grab her phone from the back pocket of her cutoff denim shorts, the door opened and standing of front of the actress was a man equal to her height, wearing only a towel around his waist. Lili was flustered at the sight of the half-naked stranger, quickly shifting her eyes from his bare chest to his bearded face.
"Hi?" the confused girl said. "Where is, um, is Camila home?"
"You must be Lili, I'm Ty," he said, extending a hand, which she rejected unsure as to what was going on. "Cami's flight was delayed. She just got on the plane from L.A. a half hour ago."
"Oh shoot," Lili said. "We were supposed to hang out. I didn't know she had a new man."
"She wanted something more private," he said, finally receiving the handshake. "Come on in, you can hang here until she shows up."
Lili looked around, apprehensive to spend time in the apartment with a man she just met. Not wanting to have to drive back across town to her hotel, she walked past the man and entered. The smell of his post-shower scent at the doorway was replaced with the potent smell of marijuana smoke inside.
"Is she okay with you getting high in here?" she asked, sitting down on the couch and placing her phone next to an ashtray that held half a joint in it.
"She really does stay private," he said, walking into the kitchen. "The only thing she'll be mad at is that I didn't wait for her to smoke with."
"I had no clue she smoked," Lili said, taking the water bottle he offered. "I mean, not that I'd care. I don't smoke but if it works for her, it works for her."
Ty sat down in a nearby chair, still dressed in only a towel. Lili tried her best to keep her eyes off him while he sipped from an iced tea. The two made small talk for a few minutes until both needed a refill. The man grabbed another bottle of tea for himself and filled Lili's water bottle from the faucet. As he walked it back, he tripped over pair of jeans on the floor. He kept his balance but the surprise caused him to squeeze the open bottle, splashing half of it directly onto the woman's baby-blue t-shirt.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry," he said, putting the bottle down.
"It's okay," she said, standing up to observe the wet spot that covered almost half the shirt.
"Here, use this," he said, handing her a towel.
Without looking at him, Lili took the towel and started patting herself dry. She focused on her shirt until her bluish-green eyes rose towards Ty, growing wide.
"Oh god," she said, quickly turning her face away from the sight of the man without a stitch covering his five-foot-seven-inch body; his thick cock standing half-erect. "Put some clothes on, dude."
"It's okay Lili," he said, backing up and stepping behind the counter to block his nudity. "I'll just stay here until you're done.
Lili briefly contemplated dashing out of the apartment while she continued to pat herself dry. She did her best to avoid looking over at him. Once she realized that her shirt was too wet to bother continuing, she tossed the towel back at him.
"Where's Cami's room, maybe she has a shirt I can wear," she said, following his pointed finger to the room in the back corner.
"She takes most of her stuff with her," he said. "Unless you can fashion a dress made out of bras, you're out of luck."
Lili sighed and headed back to the couch, uncomfortable in the wet clothing. She made a move to pull her shirt off but looked at Ty and stopped herself. The look of discomfort on her face was more than noticeable to the dark-haired man.
"Go ahead, I won't judge," he said, jokingly shielding his eyes.
"Thank god I put a bra on today," she said, pulling the soaked shirt off and tossing it on the coffee table.
Ty lowered his hand to see the beautiful blond in her grey Calvin Klein bra; her arms crossed and unintentionally pushing her breasts up, giving her more of a cleavage.
"Cami has one just like that," he said, stepping from behind the counter with the towel covering his crotch.
Lili looked off to the side, her cheeks turning bright red very fast. Ty thought she was embarrassed being in her underwear near him but he looked down to find that his cock had formed a tent in the towel.
"Sorry," he said, covering the bulge with his hands.
"Oh my, this is so friggin awkward," Lili said, trying not to laugh at the absurdity of this series of events. "I'm in my underwear, you're half naked and hard. What's gonna happen next? Camila crawling in naked?"
"That wouldn't fix this," he said, looking down at his erection.
"I'm going to use the ladies room, try and lose that while I'm on gone," she said with a shy smile.
Lili walked slowly towards the bathroom door, shaking her ass with each step. She turned her head towards him, catching a glimpse just before entering the room. Ty sat down on the couch, next to where Lili had sat. He closed his eyes and tried to think of things to suppress his erection. It took longer than he had hoped but eventually, his cock shrunk back down to a flaccid state.
The man quickly got up to grab the jeans he had tripped over, ready to get dressed when he heard the toilet flush and the door open. Holding the jeans in his hand, he looked over towards the door and instantly dropped them.
"Holy shit," he gasped.
Lili stood in the doorway, her bra dangling from between her teeth. Ty's stoned eyes were wide as saucers as the underwear hung between her perky breasts, brushing against her puffy pink nipples. Her lips smiled big as she slowly strolled towards him, her hands fumbling with the zipper on her shorts.
"Lili, oh, wow, um," he said, trying to find words.
The woman grabbed the bra from her mouth and draped them over his shoulder.
"All of that, what just happened, it's obviously a sign," she said, grabbing at his towel. "Why fight it?"
In one quick motion, Lili ripped the towel off his body. In the time it took for her to walk to him and strip him, the six-inch erection was back. She pressed her body close against him, holding her lips close to his.
"I won't tell if you won't," she whispered, her tongue popping out to give his lower lip a quick lick.
"Talk about a one-eighty," he said. "Three minutes ago, you were embarrassed to sit in your underwear but now you're DTF?"
"Like I said, it's all a sign," she said, stroking his small beard. "I show up with you in towel, you spill water on me, there aren't any dry clothes to change into, your dick gets really hard, my cunt gets really wet...again, why bother fighting it? Camila never has to know. She didn't know when I fucked her last two boyfriends. I'm really kind of a bad friend."
Ty's brain, already in a haze, was taken for spin. He could not figure out if this was a pot-fueled fever dream or not, but as he watched Lili bend over in front of him, slowly peeling her denim shorts and grey panties off of her ass, he decided it did not matter. He gave her plump ass cheek a slap, causing her to jump back upright.
"Ooh," she moaned, turning to show him her cute little bush that sat above her noticeably wet pussy.
Lili shoved the bra off his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling the equal-height man in for a kiss. He placed his hands on her ass, giving it a hard grab while his cock felt the dampness around her cunt. Their kisses started slow and calm, quickly turning sloppier and more passionate.
Ty backed up as Lili pressed her weight against him. Eventually, his calves touched the couch and he sat down. The kiss broke and the naked Lili stood in front of him. She placed her hands on her hips and slowly spun around in circles, never taking her eyes off him. The man grabbed hold of his cock and started to slowly stroke himself.
"Damn it, you're fucking gorgeous," he said while his heart beat rapidly.
Lili brought her hands to her hair, sliding her fingers back through them while her hips slowly swirled around. She could not stop herself from giggling at her awkward attempt at a sexy dance. Ty had no problem watching her body jiggle and gyrate while his self-strokes gained speed. An awkward salsa-type dance was followed by her grabbing her shapely breasts, squeezing them together and bending forward, giving the man a head-on look down her manufactured cleavage.
"Am I doing good at this at all?" she asked with a laugh. "I feel like such a dork."
"You're hot as hell," he said, letting go of his stiff rod to grab her face, pulling her into another kiss. "But yeah, you are a fucking dork."
The blond started to laugh as she sat down next to the man, her fingers reaching for his beard while her eyes remained locked on his cock. She let go of his beard, walking her fingers down his smooth chest, across the ripples of his slightly toned abs. She clenched her teeth and stared into his eye while she wrapped fingers around his hot meat. A smile returned to her face as it slid up and down.
