Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title: Reputation Author: TheBigLove126 Keyword: MF, celeb, cons, oral, drunk Summary: Nina Dobrev has a reputation...and lives up to it - Disclaimer: The following is a fictional story involving a celebrity. Any similarities to reality are purely coincidental. If you have any questions, comments, story requests or other feedback to this or any of my other stories; feel free to contact me at - thebiglove126@yahoo.com or chat with me on YIM, I am almost always online. For more stories from myself and other great author authors, please visit my site at http://www.celebritystorylibrary.com/ today! - "Ok, we just have the love scene left to go and then we are done," the director David said into the microphone. "Sweet," Nina Dobrev responded. The twenty-six year old was recording her voice over for an animated, R-rated movie. She was playing a twenty year old homeless girl who would do anything for a shot at getting off the streets, keeping a dirty reputation that she was not proud of. In this scene, she was propositioned with an opportunity to live in the governor's mansion as a nanny. The only catch was that she had to sleep with the fifty year old to get the job. "Ready, action!" the director said. "Are you ready Mr. Wilson," Nina said in a seductive voice. "Because I certainly am." "I hope you are ready my little darling," the recording of the male actor playing the governor said. "I've been waiting so long to give you the fucking of a lifetime," she said, taking a deep breath and giving the sultriest of voices possible. "David, I fucking want you!" "Good Nina, now we need some sex sounds," the director said. "Oh fuck!" she exclaimed. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Give it to me, baby! Mmm, mmm, ohhh!" "More dirty talk," he said. "Oh shit, am I your dirty little girl? I want to be your dirty girl, David! Ooh, fuck me you wild animal!" "And the finish," the director said, staring at Nina through the window, loving watching her act out the sex scene, grabbing her hair, her chest, her entire body. "Yes, yes, right there," she panted. "I'm gonna cum," the recording said. "Oh yes, I want you to cum inside me! Shit, shit, shit...ahh! That's it baby!" "That's a wrap Nina, good job," the director said, stopping the recording. "That was fun, thanks David," she said as she took her headphones off. "Thank YOU," he responded as Nina left the booth, zipped her hoodie up and left the studio. The next few days were normal for Nina. She stayed busy filming her television show, making red carpet appearances, stopping at the gym for a workout; nothing out of the ordinary. Her current boyfriend Thomas was out of town so she needed to occupy her time well. He was an underwear model, the dream boyfriend for any woman, let alone one good enough to be a model herself. Every night while he was away, the couple would have lengthy Skype conversations. These conversations would get very flirtatious very quickly. Normally, they would both be naked by the time they signed off. Nina was very much into sex and having to go weeks without it was killing her. Her pre-bed ritual was the same every night while he was away; after the conversation, she reached into her end table and pulled out a small vibrator. She pressed the plastic toy to her clit while thinking of Thomas, usually cumming buckets within two minutes. She loved that man more than life itself. Most of her friends wanted to believe that she loved Thomas but her recent track record was not solid. Since breaking up with her long term boyfriend Ian Somerhalder, it was no secret that Nina was one of the easiest lays in Hollywood, a reputation she tried to fight off. It seemed like she had a different boyfriend every week and the story was always the same, she would tell everyone she knows that this guy was `the one'. Thomas was no different. While this relationship had made it to a month, her friends were still waiting for the implosion. A week after she recorded her scenes, Thomas was finally coming home. He had gotten off the plane from New York and drove to his girlfriend's house. Once there, he walked through the door to find Nina standing there, wearing a black hoodie and denim shorts, her arms open and ready for an embrace. He looked at her and gave her a nasty look before heading upstairs. "Thomas?" she asked, running after him. "Thomas?" "I'm just here to grab my stuff Nina, we're through!" he yelled as he opened the closet to grab his clothes and toss them in his suitcase. "What, what's the matter Thomas?" Nina asked, confused. "Like you don't know," he said, pushing past her to get to the bathroom, where he collected his hair products. "I honestly don't," she said, almost in tears. "Next time you send voice messages to you lover, make sure you send it to him and not me," Thomas said, again pushing past her. "Lover? What the fuck are you talking about? You are my only lover," she pleaded. Thomas pulled out his cell phone and went to his voicemail folder. He put the phone on speaker and held it up for his now-ex girlfriend. "I've been waiting so long to give you the fucking of a lifetime. David, I fucking want you! Oh shit, am I your dirty little girl? I want to be your dirty girl, David! Ooh, fuck me you wild animal! Oh yes, I want you!" the recording said. "That was from the movie I'm working on, those were my lines!" Nina angrily yelled. "Oh bullshit Nina, I know your reputation in this town over the last year," he said as he stormed downstairs. "I was just another slab of beef for you before you found your next one. Fuck you, you worthless slut!" he screamed as he slammed the door and left. "Fine leave, you asshole!" she screamed through the door. "Oh my fucking hell!" Nina rested her back against the door and slowly slid down to her ass. She buried her face in her hands and cried uncontrollably for nearly a half hour. After her eyes were dry, unable to cry anymore, her mood quickly changed from sad to extremely pissed off. She grabbed her car keys and left her house to pay a visit to her director to get answers. Nina drove angrily through the Hollywood streets until she arrived at the recording studio where she had recorded the lines that ultimately ended her relationship. She pushed through the doors and went up the third floor to find David. She stormed into the studio to find a different man sitting at the controls. "Where is David?' she asked, running up to the man. "David Wilson? He's at home and this is a closed set, you can't just storm in her like this," the man said. "Shut up," Nina said as she turned around and left the studio. Luckily, Nina knew exactly where David lived. She had been invited to his house, along with the rest of the cast, for dinner to discuss the plot. The address was saved on her GPS so she dialed it up and set on her way to confront him. During the entire drive, she could not experience any other emotion besides a fiery anger. She had no idea what she would do when she arrived but knew it would not be pretty, Nina pulled up to David's house and quickly headed up the driveway. She pushed the doorbell and waited, her arms crossed as she bit down on her lip to avoid screaming his name. When David answered the door, they locked eyes and he knew that he was in trouble. "You fucking bastard," she said as she stormed inside the house, slapping his shoulders. "You sent Thomas those clips from the movie!" she screamed while starting to punch his arm. "He fucking dumped me!" "Nina, calm down," he said, continuing to take hits to his arms. "Nina, please." "Calm down!? You screwed me over! I lost the love of my life!" she screamed. "For how long? You are Hollywood's biggest whore, you know that wasn't going to last," he said, further angering the Canadian. "You have a reputation." "How dare you!" she screeched, wrapping her hands around his neck. Even though Nina was in phenomenal shape, she was still a foot shorter than the tall man and greatly under-powered. He pulled her hands off of his neck and pushed her against the wall. With her hands behind her back and her torso pressed against the wall, she was unable to move. "I will let you go if you calm the fuck down," he said, easily holding her in place. "Let me go, you creep!" she screamed, trying to break free. "Listen little girl, you calm the fuck down right now!" he yelled. "Help!" she screamed. "Help me!" "I'm the only one here, screaming will do nothing," he said. "Can we have a conversation like adults?" "Ugh, fine, I'll be good," she said, taking a deep breath and attempting to calm down. David backed away, allowing Nina to turn around. He could see her eyes filling with water, ready to cry. "How could you do this to me?" she asked, her voice cracking. "I never did anything to you." "Come with me," he said, grabbing her hand. Nina wiped away a tear and followed the man into the kitchen. She sat down at the table while he mixed her a drink. She continued to wipe tears away from her cheek. David placed a tall vodka tonic in front of her and sat down next to her. She tossed the drink back like it was her first liquid in a week. "Just tell me why you did it," she said with a hiccup. David placed his hand atop her shoulder and softly rubbed it. She stared at him as she felt his fingers massage her. She rolled her eyes and handed him the empty glass. "If you want to me to like you, you better keep the drinks coming," she said with little emotion. David fixed her another drink, which she again downed as fast as it was made. "So you fucked with my love life just because you wanted to get in my pants," she said as she rolled up the sleeves of her hoodie up past her elbows. "When you put it that way...yes," he said, as he stood behind her and began giving her a neck massage. "Mmm," she purred. "You are good at this." "I've been told I have magical fingers," he whispered. "That is one of the lamest pickup lines I've ever heard," she smirked. "Get me another drink." "Someone's thirsty," he commented. "Well when the love of your life leaves you, you tend to want to drink," she said as she unzipped her hoodie and hung it on the back of her chair, leaving her in just a skin-tight powder blue tank top with the black straps of her bra showing. Nina was pulling her hair into a ponytail as her third drink in less than ten minutes was placed in front of her. "Here's the deal," she said as she sipped from her drink. "I'll go along with your little plan for today but after this, we never talk about this, we never talk to each other, we just pretend like we don't know each other for the rest of our lives. If you try and break those rules, I'll go to TMZ and tell them that you drugged me and raped me. Your career will be dead and I will just be sitting at home laughing my ass off at you. Deal?" she said, extending a hand. "Deal," he said, shaking her hand. Nina finished her drink and was already starting to rapidly feel the effects. He vision was already getting fuzzy as she pulled the fifty year old man's sweatpants down and freed his thin, seven inch penis. "Nice one," she commented while beginning to stroke him. The brunette stared intently at his cock while giving him a professional handjob. Despite her hating her own reputation, she knew that everything said about her was true. She knew what men liked and used it to her advantage. Now she was stuck in a different position, fooling around with a man she had zero attraction to simply to get him away from her for good. The man started to stroke her hair as she focused on the handjob. She occasionally looked up at him but had to stop as she felt nauseous seeing his face. She wrapped a second hand around his cock and started to stroke him harder, wanting him to cum quickly so it could end. Staring at his cock, Nina could tell that the man was ready to burst. She wrapped her lips tightly around his head and sucked as hard as she could without slowing down the strokes. Seconds later, he filled the mouth of the girl young enough to be his daughter with a massive amount of semen, so much that she was not anticipating it. Cum gushed out of the corners of her mouth, dripping down onto her chest, sliding through her cleavage. She giggled as she watched the blob disappear between her breasts. Once David was finished ejaculating, Nina swirled her tongue around the head for a few seconds before pulling away and spitting his cum into her empty glass. "Such a good girl," he whispered. "Shut up," she said as she stood up in front of him. "Give me a back massage." Nina cleared the kitchen table off and lay flat on her stomach, her head turned away from him. She moaned when his "magical" fingers started to slowly rub her lower back. As cheesy as his "magical fingers" line was, she quickly learned that he was not exaggerating. Within a minute, she was already ready to call it her best massage ever. David slid her tank top up to reveal her lower back. He dug his thumbs around her spine and slowly rubbed up her back. He caught her shirt in his fingers and slid it further up as he continued to massage her spine. She turned her head towards him and, for the first time, genuinely smiled at him. She stretched her arms, allowing him to easily slide her shirt off, leaving her upper body in just a lacy black bra. "What a body," he whispered while placing his palms on her shoulder blades. "I try," she said, giggling in her slightly drunken state. Nina purred as she felt the back of her bra come undone. He pulled the lacy underwear out from under her and tossed it aside. His hands started down her body, reaching her tight denim shorts. He grasped each ass cheek in a hand and gave them a hard squeeze. Nina looked down at him and started laughing. "You are such a tease, just take them off already," she said, reaching under herself to unzip her shorts. David pulled the tight shorts off of her ass, giving him a great view of her wonderful backside. He lightly spanked each cheek before sliding the shorts down her legs and past her feet. He ripped the sneakers off but left her socks on. He turned his attention to the lacy thong that was hidden neatly between her cheeks. He grabbed the thin part of her underwear and pulled them up, giving her a small wedgie. Instead of being angry, she simply giggled. He pulled her thong off, leaving her naked except for the socks on her feet. "I hope that pussy tastes as good as it looks," he said while spreading her legs wide. "Gee, I wonder why he's single," she sarcastically thought to herself. David dropped to his knees and shoved his face between her legs, gently kissing her puffy pussy lips. His tongue gently licked up and down the inner folds of her cunt, teasing her. She cooed at his actions, already loving what was happening to her despite hating the man doing it to her. He continued to tease her for several seconds before she lost it. "Just put your tongue inside me already!" she screamed, sliding backwards and shoving her cunt into his face. "Oh yes!" she exclaimed as his tongue entered her. Nina started rocking back and forth, smashing her body against his face while he sat still with his tongue in place. She looked back and giggled before lifting her chest off of the table. She arched her back as far as her limber body would allow, continuing to use his face and tongue as a toy. David grabbed onto her ass cheeks and assisted in her movements. "Shit!" she exclaimed. "That feels amazing!" Nina's perky breasts jiggled as she picked her pace up. She was treating his tongue as if it were a cock. She started circling her hips around as she looked back at him. She giggled as they locked eyes for a second. She stopped moving and proceeded to twerk against his face, allowing his tongue to run over every part of her damp cunt wnhile his nose poked at her asshole. Her twerking was the breaking point she needed. Her ass stopped moving and she let out a moan louder than she had anticipated. She experienced a massive orgasm that drenched the older man's face in her succulent juices. "Holy fuck!" she screamed as her muscles continued to contract for longer than she anticipated. After one of the most aggressive orgasms of her life, Nina collapsed on the table and started taking deep breaths, trying to regain her composure. David quickly rose to his feet and pulled Nina off the table. He carried her out of the kitchen and up the stairs. He pressed his lips to hers and, to his surprise, she kissed back. He knew that she probably enjoyed the taste of her own juices on his face and that was why she happily kissed him. Had his mouth been dry, he figured she would have turned away. "Maybe you aren't as bad as I thought," she said with a slight drunken slur in her voice. David looked in her eyes and could tell that she was drunk. He kissed her again as she kicked his bedroom door open. He gently rested her naked body on the bed and walked into the bathroom. After a quick pit stop, he came back into the room to see Nina smelling on of his cigars. "You like that?" he asked as he walked over to her, stripping the rest of his clothes off. "I fucking love cigars," she said, putting it in her mouth. "Can I smoke this while we fuck?" "Sure," he said, grabbing his lighter off of the dresser. David struck the butane lighter and held it to the cigar while Nina puffed away. She took a big puff in her mouth and opened up, allowing the smoke to slowly rise out of her. She started giggling as she puffed away again. While Nina was busy with her cigar, David crawled on the bed and spread her legs. He started to rub his cock against her moist cunt before inching the head in. She took a deep puff of the cigar while feeling his thin cock slide into her. She looked up at him and blew the smoke towards her face. "Fuck me good, Mr. Director," she said in her best Marilyn Monroe voice. "Yes ma'am," he said as he crawled over and placed his lips around her nipple, sucking it as hard as he could while she purred like a kitten. "Oh my god," she moaned. David started to fuck her harder by the second. She continued to smoke and stare at him, a smile on her face to his surprise. Her grunts were getting louder and higher in pitch. As much as she did not expect to, she was really enjoying herself. She felt in control and took advantage of that. "Kiss me," she directed the director. David leaned forward and slid his tongue into Nina's mouth. Her tongue joined his and the embraced in a passionate tongue fight. They both giggled as their tongues went in every direction possible. The kiss broke and he went back to sucking on her breasts. "You aren't half bad," she whispered. "Not half bad at all." Nina started to take the butt of the cigar in her mouth, pretending to fellate it while her half-opened eyes stared at her director. He pulled away from her chest and pulled his cock from her pussy. The older man dragged her to the center of the bed and brought her to her hands and knees. The cigar dangled from the actress's lips as he entered her pussy from behind and held onto her ass cheeks tightly. "Ah, ah, ah!" she grunted with each hard thrust into her. David repeatedly slapped her ass, causing Nina to giggle like a school girl. She took one last puff from her cigar before putting it into the ashtray. She stretched her arms, bending her back and bringing the back of her head as far as her yoga-built body would allow. She was able to bend far enough back that she was able to stare him in the eye. Her eyes were still heavy as she audibly grunted. "Oh yes!" she exclaimed while he bent down and locked in another deep kiss. David put his hand under her chin and held her in place as he roughly slammed his cock into her faster than ever. He started to lick her cheeks before spitting in her mouth. Instead of being disgusted, Nina playfully spit back at him while they both laughed. He eventually let go of her head and let her lay chest flat on the bed for a few seconds until Nina wanted to take control. "Sit down," she said as she pulled away from him. Nina sat down on his lap, facing him and giving him a tight kiss. She reached down and grabbed hold of his cock, positioning herself over it and sitting down. She wrapped her arms around his neck and fell back, hanging on to him and beginning to bounce on his throbbing cock. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Give it to me, baby!" she exclaimed, repeating a line from the movie. David stared at her bouncing chest as he she rode him like a wild horse. He sat still and allowed the woman half his age to take full control. She moaned as loud as she could while having another intense orgasm. Her eyes shot open and she stared at the ceiling with her jaw hanging wide open. As her pussy muscles tried to milk his cock, he knew that he could not last anymore. He shoved Nina off of him, leaving her flat on her back, her entire body still twitching in lust. He crawled over her and sprayed is cum all over her perky breasts that he loved so much. Nina looked down when she felt the hot liquid coating her chest. She smiled when she saw his massive load landing on her young body. She rested her head back on the bed and laughed hysterically. "Wow," she said between laughter. "Wow indeed," he responded while sliding his cock against her stomach. Nina started to rub the cum into her breasts as if it were body lotion. She reached over for the cigar and continued puffing away at it with a look of heaven on her face. "That was fun, thanks David," she repeated from her recording session. "We're even, now if you don't mind, I'm really tired," she said as she crawled under the covers. "But this is my bed," he said. "Then hop in," she said, holding the covers open. "Just no fucky business...funny business...goodnight!" Nina passed out as soon as David snuggled up behind her and spooned with her. Despite saying that they would pretend not to know each other after their brief fuck session, Nina had no desire to leave. She woke up the next morning but did not leave the large house until the following morning. She was too busy living up to her reputation.