Codes: MF, Con, Oral
Disclaimer: This story is fictional. It has never happened and it never will. All participants in this story are 18 or older.
*Now that Bella Thorne is 18. I thought this would be a great story to include her in. Enjoy reader.
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My name is Dan Ortiz and I'm a new journalist for "The Daily Read", which is a local newspaper in my hometown of Read, Arizona (now you know why we're called The Daily Read"). I'm the new guy around here, so I usually never get to cover any of the big stories that happen in this town. Until that one faithful day.
It all started on a regular day. I was doing what I was normally doing, which was getting my boss his 11 am coffee. As I walked into the front door of the office, I was expecting the office to be roaring with energy as usual, but it was really quiet for some reason. I was shocked when I saw her.
It was Bella Thorne, in the flesh. I walked into the room and Bella looks directly at me. I just stood there, not knowing what to say or do.
She points at me and says, "Him."
Bella walks right by me and gives me a wink. Bella's manager hands me a card with Bella's contact information while she's in town. It has the hotel and hotel room she's staying at. It also had Bella and her manager's personal phone numbers.
"Bella wants to you meet her at this location at 8pm tonight. If you can't make it or need to reschedule, just call me or Bella at these numbers," Bella's manager whispered in my ear. Bella and her manager then left the office.
I walk over to my boss and ask, "What was that all about?"
He looked up at me and said, "Bella is in town to shoot some scenes for a new movie she's starring in. We were able to get an exclusive interview with Bella about the movie and her upcoming TV show. She wanted to meet with our reporters before she gave us the interview, and she refused to meet with any of them, except for you apparently."
"Why me?" I asked him.
"I don't know Dan. You're the new guy, but now I'm counting on you to meet with Bella tonight and get some good information that we can use for tomorrow's paper." He said to me with a look of desperation on his face.
"You think I can do that for me?"
"You can count on me sir. I will not let you down," I said to him confidently.
"You better not let me down Ortiz. Cause if you do, you can kiss this job goodbye. Do I make myself clear?" He said.
"Of course sir." I replied.
"Good. Since you're going to need as much time as you can to prepare for this interview, I'm letting have the rest of the day off in order to prepare questions for Miss Thorne. So go and do your job," he told me as he shooed me out of his office.
I then left his office and went home. I was panicking on the inside. This was my first big interview, and it was with an up and coming star with a bit of an attitude problem. If she's says anything bad about me, I could get fired and my name could be blacklisted from every other news outlet. I calmed myself down, stating that was the very worst case scenario. I only tried to think positively as I pulled into my driveway.
Parking my car in the driveway, I got out of the car and closed the door, locking it with my keys. I walk up to my door and grab my house key out of my key ring. It took me a while to get the right key, but I finally got it. I placed the key in the lock and unlocked my door. I step into my house and I look up to see something that even I wouldn't believe until I saw it.
In my living room, on my leather couch, was Bella Thorne. She was only wearing a white lace bra and pantie set. Her fit physique was on full display. Her legs were long and smooth, her abs looked amazing in the lighting, and she was rocking some great cleavage with the little bra she was wearing. I quickly came out of my dream state to try and figure out what was going on.
"How did you get in here? How did you know I even live here?" I asked Bella as she stared at me seductively. Bella got off the couch and walked right up to me before she responded.
"I know some people, but that doesn't matter right now. All that matters right now is me and you," Bella said as she traced her finger down my chest. She had a look of lust in her eyes that I have only seen in woman who much older than 18 year old Bella. I looked around nervously.
"Okay, who put you up to this? Where are the hidden cameras? Am I being punked?" I said as I walked around looking for some hidden cameras. Bella has a look of confusion on her face.
Bella walks over to me and grabs me by my shirt and says, "You're not being punked. You're not being recorded. The ones here are you and me."
Bella then brings her lips to my lips and proceeds to stick her tongue in my mouth. I go along with it at first, but then I start thinking again. Bella was totally enjoying herself before I quickly pulled away from her.
"Why'd you stop? It was just getting good," Bella said as she pouted at me.
"I'm sorry, but I have to interview you and it doesn't seem ethical to have a sexual encounter with you," I told her, despite the argument from my raging boner.
"Fuck being ethical. The only reason you're going to interview me in the first place is because I chose you. You were definitely the best looking" Bella said in a low seductive voice.