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Afterward he goes with Pam Anderson to a Hollywood Studio where he meets a childhood fantasy, Markie Post. Jeff quickly discovers Markie's straight arrow persona is complete bull, (MF, MF, mast. anal, celeb) Gold Leader Celeb Tails #5: Markie Post (MF, MF, mast, anal, celeb) Gold_Leader_Celeb@yahoo.com Tell me what you think. Reader response and input always provokes new and better stories. This is the 5th in a series of obviously fictional Celebrity Tales (or as I call them, Celeb Tails). I have no idea how many more I will write. If I grow bored with them, I'll stop, but I have no idea when I'll move onto another topic. Occasionally, I'll repost the previous stories, but only about once a month. I am sorry, but I will not email anyone my stories. If you want a previously posted story, either wait for it to appear again, or ask a nice reader to send you it. Tail 1: Anna Nicole Smith Tail 2: Pamela Anderson Tail 3: Rebecca Gayheart Tail 4: Denise Richards, Nicole Eggert Tail 5: Markie Post Tail 6: Fran Drescher Tail 7: Markie Post, Victoria Principal, Pam Grier, Bebe Neuwirth Tail 8: Jennifer Tilly, Courtney Love Tail 9: Tyra Banks Tail 10: Brandy Tail 11: Stephanie Seymour, Tyra Banks Tail 12: Goldie Hawn Tail 13: The End This story is intended for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18, you're probably more interested now in this story. Go visit the Goo Goo Dolls homepage or something. I ended up spending the night at Denise's place. After the frantic sex I'd had with her and Nicole I fell asleep instantly in the guest room. Dimly, I recall Nicole climbing into bed and snuggling up beside me. For the most part, I slept soundly, the way all guys do after some serious fucking. The next afternoon I woke up and looked around groggily, unsure where I was. The cobwebs cleared slowly and I began to replay the preceding evening's festivities in my mind. What a night that had been. Rebecca Gayheart had fucked the hell out of me at that Hollywood party that Pam took me to and then I somehow ended up back at Denise Richard's place tag-teaming her and Nicole Eggert. Including the orgasm I had mustered yesterday morning for Pam, I'd laid four women in twenty-four hours. Four celebrities in a one day period. Damn! Curiously, I didn't have morning wood. I guess the little man even needed some rest. I stretched and climbed out of the bed, glancing around for clothing. Nothing was in the room but a woman's bikini. I passed them up - I'm not hip to the cross-dressing thing, not that there's anything wrong with it - and headed for the bathroom to take a pee. I pushed the door open and I realized someone was in the shower. Normally, one might jump back, fearing they'd invaded another person's privacy, but in that house the odds were good that whoever was in the shower I had shared a lot more with them than a shower. I stepped up to the toilet and let loose. A wet, blonde head peaked out of the shower. Nicole. "Hey," she cheerfully said to me. I nodded back to her. "Got a hang over too?" "No," I told her honestly. I hadn't had a drink all night. "Lucky," she said, watching me finish up. "Care to join me in here?" Now this is a dilemma few men have probably ever been faced with. I was being asked by an adorable little sexpot to join her for a shower and in all likelihood more, but my sore dick was telling me, maybe it would be good to let him recuperate some. The brain in my dick won, the pain would be tolerable for the pleasure. "Sure." I flushed the toilet and hopped into the shower too. Good heavens, she was even sexier than I remembered. Being so small, her curves were exaggerated drastically. Without the fake boobs, Nicole's fleshy little body might have even appeared chunky. She definitely had a nicely shaped ass but it was larger than Pam's or Denise's. I took the sponge from her, offering, "Let me do your back." Nicole smiled, looking at me over her shoulder as I washed down her back and then slid down to crouch at her feet. I washed her lower calves and then traveled up her soft thighs, the sponge dabbing between them for an instant. I returned to her mid-section cleaning her soft cheeks. "Lean forward," I told her and she did, placing her hands on the shower wall. The sponge slithered up and down her ass crack. Nicole let out a little whimper. "Something wrong?" "Got so bombed last night, I barely remember. It's kinda sore back there," she told me, turning around to rinse her back. I remained crouched, my face level with her abdomen and bush. "Did Chris do my ass too?" "I don't know," I told her honestly, the sponge moving around her legs. She parted them some and I began rubbing her pussy with it. "I went to sleep at about four but you guys were all screwing around." "That feels good," Nicole told me, reaching out to brace herself on my shoulders. I applied more pressure and she began moving her pelvis. I felt my sore dick sticking straight out again. "Bet Denise is hurting this morning." "No doubt," I said, leaning in to lick at her bush. Nicole moaned and soon I was sitting on the shower floor with her straddling my face. My mouth found that mound and I began sucking her, driving the little blonde nuts. I reached up to cup her ass cheeks and she became rigid. "Don't put your fingers there," she requested breathlessly. I moved my hands to her thighs to placate her, while my tongue flicked the alphabet over her clit. Nicole began to come, her legs shaking and one hand grabbing my head and mashing it deeper into her pussy. She undulated on my face, covering me with her come. "Let me see that dick," she said as her orgasm subsided. Nicole backed up and grabbed a sponge, while I rose to my feet. She attacked my body cleaning every inch of me and especially my dick. Her lips fell on my turgid tool, reminding me that a little pain was nothing in comparison to this kind of euphoria. I glanced down at the former "Baywatch" starlet, expertly blowing me. She wasn't as good as Pam, but the girl definitely knew what she was doing, her little face, upturned to keep her eyes on me. I ran my hands over that sexy face and gently grasped her head. Nicole stopped moving, holding her tongue still along my dick. I began fucking her mouth slowly and she let out little "Mmms" of pleasure. She was making her mouth into the softest pussy ever. In all the times I'd banged Pam so far, I hadn't even dreamed of doing this to her for fear that her strong personality would be offended. But Nicole was loving it. Finally I let go of her face and she let my dick pop free. Jerking me with one hand, she leaned down more to suck my balls. That little hand pumped furiously on me and I felt my crotch tighten. It was coming soon. She must have know because her other hand slipped under my balls, rubbing my choad. My dick was screaming for relief. "I'm gonna come," I told her with difficulty. "Slow down or I'll blow." "Come in my mouth," she told me, opening her lips with my dickhead pointing straight into her. She jacked me faster and I began to groan, crying out as I felt the rush approaching. She was pistoning my dick at this point and it was a hard, empty balls kind of orgasm. "Shit!" One hard stream of come blasted straight into her mouth and probably down her throat. She kept jerking and the next one followed in a similar fashion. But the next six spasms had less and less power, falling short on Nicole's chin and most dropping to her fake tits. As it ended, she leaned forward, sucking me off more and slurping out the last of the come. I pulled her to me, our mouths mashing. She snowballed me and I swallowed it. My lips slipped down, licking my come offer her chin and her chest. She told me, "Damn that's kinky." We finished our shower and dried off. Nicole put on the only clothing she could find, the bikini bottoms. We wandered into the living room where Denise was laying on her tummy, clad in a robe. Chris was no where to be seen. I gave Denise a peck on the cheek and patted her ass, "How you feelin'?" "Just fine, hot stuff," she told me to the surprise of me and Nicole. "If I hadn't heard you getting off with Nicole in the shower, I'd ask you for a morning quickie on the couch." "I've still got fingers and a tongue," I told her lifting up the robe. "Oh my, you are quite a fucking stud," Denise told me as my mouth found her pussy. When I got back to Pam's place that evening I was even more exhausted. For the whole afternoon and part of the evening, I must have gotten those two girls off ten times each, not including the number of times they'd pleased each other. I also got to fuck them each again, although, Denise's act of feeling fine after the previous night's anal sex was just an act. She was sore and I couldn't finger or fuck her there, but we still had great sex. I found Pam sitting on the bed wearing Victoria's Secret flannel pajamas and reading a script. If I hadn't been so damn tired, I know I would have ripped off those blasted sexy things and pleased her for at least a few hours. But alas. She looked up when I entered, "Well, did somebody have a good time last night?" "Sure, it was fun," I told her tossing my shirt aside. "And your night?" "Horrible," she belly ached, dropping the script. I leaned over, kissing her. "Couldn't convince the producer to cast you?" "No, I kinda did. I've got a screen test Monday," she said, unbuttoning my pants. "What's the problem then?" "He was a horrible lay," she groused. She pulled down my pants and I stepped out of them. "Sorry to hear that." Pam cupped my dick through my boxers with her manicured fingers. "And then you didn't come home all day. I've been dying for a good fuck." Not again! I caught myself before complaining. I was after all in the house of a sex symbol. My mind flashed quickly as I felt her cool fingers wrap around my shaft. I glanced down to see those surgically enhanced lips covering my dick. Then I thought of an out, "Let's play with your vibrators." The next day, I essentially slept all day long. Pam bugged me a little, but some cunnilingus and mechanical implements got her to back off for the day. Monday morning I got up with her and we went together to the studio. While she was talking with the producer and director, I thought I'd wander around one of Hollywood's studios. I sneaked into a few sets, watching horrible sitcoms and bad movie scenes being made. Pam and I met back up at the commissary for a quick lunch. "I've gotta do a few more screen tests," she told me, sincerely sorry. "No problem," I answered, my eyes roving to watch the occasional star pass by. "I'm having fun here. We'll meet back here at five or at the office?" "Jeff," she said, taking my hand, "I promised to go to dinner with the producers and director." I looked at her funny and her mouth opened in shock, "Jeff! I'm not gonna do what you were just thinking. This is really a business dinner. Sorry." "No big deal," I told her. She leaned over and kissed me. "Here are the keys to the Jag, I'll get a ride with one of them," the blonde bombshell told me, dropping the XK8's keys in my hand. She kissed me again and got up, pausing. "Have fun. But I don't want to find some woman in my bed when I get home." We said good-bye and I watched her walk away, noting all the guys were also watching her sweet ass bob to and fro as she strutted through the cafeteria. They looked at me and a few even gave me a wink. I was living quite the dream. I crinkled the keys and was thinking about what set I could sneak onto next when someone appeared at the table. "Can I join you. It's so crowded," a soft voice said to me. "I was just about..." I let the sentence trail off when I saw who was asking me this question. One of my adolescent fantasies was standing at my table, holding a tray with a salad and iced tea. The first thing I spotted was the tank-top holding two still nicely shaped orbs - the breasts and the voice gelled in my mind and I knew who she was. Attached to that great set of tits was Markie Post. My face rose completely to hers and I offered her my warmest smile. "You were about to?" she inquired. "Ask you if you wanted a seat. I saw you wandering," I lied. She settled down relieved, "That's so nice of you. I've been circling this place forever with no luck. Perfectly in keeping with my day." "No problem," I told her, feeling my eyes drawn to the cleavage she had. Sure she wasn't in her "Fall Guy" shape, but the woman was still sexy as hell. I noticed the slight pudginess above her jeans. For a woman nearing 50, she was in incredible shape. "I'm Markie," she said, extending her hand. I took her cool, soft hand, pumping it and giving her a squeeze. Was she married? I couldn't remember. "I know. I'm Jeff." Markie took a bite of her salad and then looked at me, "You know?" "Yeah, I recognize you. I loved you on 'Night Court'," I told her, which wasn't a lie. Heck, many a night in my teen years I would lay awake thinking about loving her in every possible way known to me in those naïve years. "You're too young to remember that show," she laughed, blushing. "Nope. I watched you on 'The Fall Guy' too." "Reruns," she countered. That was partially true, but I wouldn't say so. I had just been quite young when "The Fall Guy" started. "You were great on "Hearts Afire." "Now you're really making me feel embarrassed," she said, patting my arm. "I really liked the shows your were on. Mostly because of you." "You're so smooth, you must be in the industry." "Nah. I'm not really working." Markie swallowed her food and smiled at me. Her face had aged so gracefully over the years, I was shocked. I had to see if I could pull off this teenage fantasy. She looked at me closely, "So if you're not in the industry, why did I see you eating with Pam Anderson?" Uh-oh, she saw me with Pam. But then again, so had the others and that had been like fucking catnip to them. "Pam's a friend of mine." "Friends don't normally kiss like that," she told me, letting me know she was observant. She popped a crouton in her mouth and chewed. I was transfixed by her. I felt my dick growing in my pants. "Are you two going out?" "We're just friends. We met. . ." I stopped speaking when she dropped a crouton accidentally down her shirt. It nestled in her real cleavage. "Dammit," Markie exclaimed, digging for the crouton. As she pulled it away, ranch dressing had left a white smear down her chest and into the valley between her tits. You know what I thought of at that moment and my dick sprang up totally. "That looks real nice." She dabbed at her chest with a napkin and looked up to me, "You were saying?" I shook my head suddenly, aware I had been staring. She didn't say anything about my obvious gawking. "What?" "It's nice to see somebody likes this old body," she told me with a flicker in her eyes. "I'm so sorry. I'm really embarrassed," I told her, which was true. Heck, I would have bolted, except for that tent pole problem. "Do you want to go back and tell the casting people, I'm good for their part?" "What part?" She sighed and then ate some more salad. After swallowing she leaned forward, I think purposely to give me a look down her tank-top. "To play this older vamp in a TV movie. They said I was too wholesome and I had this image. I pointed out this old TV movie I did where I played a hooker." "I saw that," I told her, my eyes fighting to stay on hers, rather than that cleavage. "The one with the black leather outfit." "Exactly!" she exclaimed and then paused. "You actually know that movie?" "I know all your stuff?" Markie looked me over for a second and then made a proposition I wouldn't have expected, "You wanna make this old broad feel good about herself?" I nodded. She leaned in whispering to me, "Then let's go someplace and you can make love to me." We were tearing down Studio City Drive in Pam's Jag within five minutes. We quickly found a no tell motel and Markie sent me into the front office to get a room, fearing being spotted. Checking into a motel for a quickie was hard enough, but to do so with a boy half your age when you're a star is tabloid fodder. I got the key and we were in the room in a flash. To say I was excited was a vast understatement. Heck, screwing Pam had been a major thrill, but she had only been on the scene since about 1991. Markie Post was one of my premier sex fantasies growing up. I closed the door and she turned around, one hand sliding over her tits and down her stomach, knowing she was turning me on She passed over her crotch, giving it a slight rub. My dick had started rising as we approached the motel room. At this moment, it screamed to get free, my jeans about to burst open. I wanted so badly to toss her on the bed and tear that tank-top off but I wanted to see what kind of sex she was after. Whatever she wanted, I would give it to her. "You've fantasized about me?" she asked, knowing the answer to that question. "Oh yeah," I told her swallowing hard. I was actually nervous. "You'd jack off thinking about me?" she asked, both hands cupping those gorgeous jugs. I nodded, rubbing at my cock through my jeans. "Pull it out and do that for me." She settled onto the edge of the bed and I stood by the door, my hands fumbling to open my pants. I got them open and she watched me closely, her hands pushing against her own crotch. My jeans fell and I pulled my boxers down too, dick pointing straight at her. She smiled, pushing her hand harder against her body. I licked my hand and began tugging at my cock. I was so close to coming it was insane. I felt like a virgin again. In all my years, I'd never thought I'd really meet and certainly not that I'd be whacking off in front of her in a cheap motel. My hand slid up and down, my eyes locked on her. She stared directly at my cock, lips being wetted by her tongue. Her eyes rose to mine. "What are you thinking about?" "Your lips," I told her, still jerking, but going slowly. "Why are you playing with yourself like that? Why not faster?" "I'll come if I go any faster," I told her. "So you really want to please me?" "Oh yes," I told her, slowing even more. "What do you want to do with my lips?" "I want to feel them on me. Wrapped around my cock," I told her, stopping as I felt a bit of come leak out and swing off the end of my dick. She was staring directly at it, attention on my throbbing dick. "How do you think it would feel?" "Amazing. I bet you give the best head around." "Why? I always play the sweet type." "I know but I always fantasize that you're a total-" "Whore?" "No. You just are repressed by people's images but you really wanna do some fucking," I said, fisting my cock faster suddenly. "You think about it a lot and that's what makes you good." "Do you think about my tits," she asked me, squeezing both of them. Her nipples were sticking straight out. "All the time," told her slowing down. "Come here," she commanded and I crossed the room, standing in front of her, wearing only a shirt and socks. "Take off your shirt." I did and she smiled, letting go of her tits, "What a nice six pack you have." Markie reached out, her hand running over my tense stomach. My cock screamed for relief. I was gonna come without her even touching me! Her fingers slipped down, tangling in my pubes. "Keep jacking off." I returned to playing with my cock and her hand slipped back to her own crotch. At this angle my dick was pointed at her chest. Soon I would come and if she didn't move my earlier fantasy with the ranch dressing would be real. She must have seen where I was looking. "When you think about my tits, do you suck them? Do you put your dick between them and fuck them?" "Yes, yes." I told Markie, my hand moving fast again. "Do you bite my nipples when you fuck me?" "Oh yes!" I told her, my hand sliding so fast on my dick. I was going to explode soon. She pulled her tank-top out of her jeans and over her head. Even in a bra, Markie's big boobs looked heavy. They flopped down when the top cleared them. Through the mesh material I could see her hard nipples. She rubbed them in front of me. "Do you want me to take my bra off?" "Please," I told her, knowing I would explode within a minute. She reached back, unhooking the bra, and immediately their weight pulled the cups down and apart. She grabbed the straps and in one smooth move pulled them away and over her head. Markie Post's big breasts, with huge, hard red nipples swung in front of me. They had that classic, real parting sag that fake tits rarely have. The ends were like two cantaloupes stuffed under skin. I was gonna come and then she hit me with the hard stuff. "Do you think about squeezing them," Markie asked while hefting her huge tits from below, "While you fuck me from behind. . . up the ass?" "Ugh. Shit!" I screamed and come launched from my dick. The first long, thick stream splattered on her mouth. The next one fell a little shorter, landing on her neck and upper chest. I stroked longer and harder, pumping forward with my pelvis and squeezing my cock muscles. I hadn't come in almost two days - a lifetime for me - and my balls were producing gobs of jism. "Come on my tits!" Markie cried out, egging me on, while rubbing her boobs. More come streamed the distance, which was short, because she was leaning toward me, tits up. Layers of my semen fell on those glorious tits. For almost thirty seconds I came before nothing more fell from my dick. As the orgasm ended, I let go of my dick, long ropes of come hanging from it and my hand. Markie fell back on the bed, beckoning me. "Come lick it off me, Jeff." I threw my shirt aside and climbed on the bed, draping myself over her. I felt my naked cock fall on her leg. My lips descended on her neck, my chest getting smeared with my own come. I licked up my jism and moved down. "Suck it all up." It was everywhere! I couldn't get enough of it. My lips were falling all over her amazing torso. I hefted one of her breasts, running my tongue around that big, red, jism covered nipple. As I sucked on it, Markie continued talking, "That's right. Suck on my big titties. Lick your come off me. Yeah. Oh that feels so good. So good!" Her huge areola was hard as a saucer and about the size of one. My whole mouth was opened and I still could see it peaking out. My tongue bounced her nipple in circles and she continued talking dirty, her other hand kneading her free breast at the same time getting my come all over her fingers. I took her hand, sucking each finger. She began moving her middle finger in my mouth, "Blow my finger. Treat it like a cock. Show me how you want me to suck your prick." I twirled my tongue around her finger and then pulled off it. I licked around it, my eyes on her, my pelvis slowly rocking against one of her legs. Markie was watching me so intently it was almost frightening. I licked up the length of her finger and then took the next, one, lapping off my come. With her hand cleaned, I settled on her still gooey breast. This time while sucking her tit, my hand slid to her jeans covered pussy, roughly rubbing her. Markie began humping against my hand, my mouth gently biting down on her nipple. "Fuck me with your fist. Shove it in me. Rub me. Rub me! Rub me!" she demanded, her body writhing beneath me. My dick became rigid watching this lady approaching an orgasm. I had never dreamed she'd be like this. Hell, I'd never been with anybody like this. She was so vocal. Her mouth opened and she threw her head back, screaming loudly, the whole bed rocking. I kept going though and I could actually feel the dampness through her jeans. She was coming buckets! I let her tit fall and kissed down, getting the last of my come off her soft, somewhat flabby belly. Markie watched me, hands running over my head and onto my back. "Sexy, kinky little boy. You're so naughty. What are you doing now? Yeah, right there. Oh you're going to do that?" I had unbuttoned her jeans and she lifted her ass up. I gave the wet material a yank and off they came. Good heavens, the room suddenly was filled with that amazing odor of sex. I had only been smelling myself but once those jeans came off I saw that Markie's jockey's were soaked clean through. Even her ivory white inner thighs were slick with come. My hand, fingers down and thumb on top, pressed into her pussy. Markie's eyes lit up. I roughly began wiggling my middle finger against her sopped pussy lips. I could feel her mass of pubes through the wet material. My other hand grabbed a handful of tit, squeezing it. I began sucking her breast again, while working her off with my hand. "Not again! No! No! No!" she screamed, sweat breaking out on her curvy body. I let her breast go and got between both her legs, my hand still working her while the other one stroked my now stiff dick. Her free breasts moved in slow circles like a warm bowl of Jell-O as her body began to react more and more to hand job. "Stick your fingers in my cunt! Press it harder. Harder! Harder! Harder, you bastard!" As her orgasm slipped away, I dropped my face to that drenched pair of underwear. I nuzzled it, sucking in her aroma. She loved it. "You like my pussy? You like the smell? Tell me you want it. Tell me you want to put my wet pussy in your mouth." "I've dreamed about this since I was thirteen," I told her as I started to pull her underwear down. I was right about the pubes. She had a thick bush of hair pie. I was even more turned on, as this was unusual nowadays. She pulled her legs apart, displaying her matted down mass of cunt hairs. There was a huge wet spot under her ass. "You like my hairy pussy? Put your face in it. Be dirty and rub your face in my cunt," she told me and I did just that, happily shoving my face right into her snatch. She was so wet it felt like someone had dumped Vaseline and Wesson Cooking Oil all over her. "Oh, that's it! Lick right there. Stick your tongue in. Yes!" I went to work eating her out, ignoring my hard-on. She was keeping me so hot, I didn't even have to think about maintaining strokes. The whole time I munched on her box, Markie talked slutty. She was the queen of it as far as I could tell. My mouth eventually located her nub and then the fireworks really began. When my fingers found their way up her trench she went bonkers. "Oh, cunt-licker, yes! Right there. Make Markie come again. Oh yes. Put another finger in me. That's it. Yeah. I can't wait for you to stick that dick in me. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, AH!" bellowed Markie, her ass flying off the bed, pelvis actually knocking me in the nose. I glanced up, seeing she had both hands kneading those tits, while she orgasmed. Her body jerked and spasmed, making the bed rock. Come was flowing from her sexual orifice. I had heard about spurters but this was different. She was gushing all over the bed. When I pulled my hand away, it was covered in her vaginal slime. I sucked a finger and then leaned over her. Markie eagerly accepted my fingers. I fucked her face with them and then pulled away from her greedy lips. "Let's see that cock now. Let me suck your big, dick. That's it. Straddle me. Yeah, right there. What a sexy, young dick you've got. I'm gonna suck you and then I wanna feel this pounding my pussy, baby," she told me as I kneeled in front of her. Her hands grabbed my dick, taking it into her mouth. I leaned forward, grabbing the thin headboard. Markie's head began pistoning back and forth on me. I decided to get in on the action, talking back to her. "That's it. Take it all down. Show me what a good cocksucker you are. Oh you are. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. You could suck a baseball bat. Oh, that's so good. So good. You nasty lady. Yeah suck my dick. Suck it good." This went on for a few minutes before I pulled out of her, nearing another orgasm. She watched me slide back down between her legs. She opened them wide, her fingers opening her pussy lips. "Drive it right up here. You're gonna love this hole. It's so wet and warm for you. I'm about to come thinking about it in me. Stick it in! Ugh! Yeah, keep going. All the way. Ugh! Yes! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!" I was pounding her good and Markie held her legs to the sides, fingers still down, rubbing her clit. She was staring at the ceiling, but her vision seemed far off. Her body and the bed shook wildly as I pounded into her. Finally, a teenage dream come true. I was supporting myself with one hand, and the other squeezed her tit, while my dick pistoned in and out of Markie Post's sloppy pussy. I could feel her juices all over my dick, balls and abdomen. She was unbelievably slick, but I knew I was close just from the excitement. I pulled out, wanting to switch positions. "Roll on your side," I told her. "I'm gonna really show you fucking." Markie immediately rolled onto her side, showing off an ass that was wider than I expected. She lifted a leg, and reached down guiding my cock back into her cunt. I slipped in up to the hilt. I pushed her top leg up, trapping it behind the knee with my arm. I seriously began fucking her, the wet slapping of our bodies together. She had a hand on the head board, tits jiggling as I slammed into her. "Yes. Right there. Keep giving it to me. Drive it home. Drive it home. Drive it home! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! I'm, I'M, I'M!" Her body went wild again and I felt a new splurge of juice. I looked down to see her stomach undulating. Her pussy contracted around me and I couldn't hold it, depositing my second load. I kept pumping until my dick was flaccid. "That was great," she told me breathlessly. "My pussy feels so good. How long before we can fuck again?" I answered her by diving in on that pussy. Five minutes later she was coming again. Ten minutes passed and she was on her stomach, ass up on a pillow getting fingered in the pussy while my tongue dabbed at her ass. "Dirty boy, stick it in there. Yeah, in my ass. Oh, right there. Lick my asshole. Taste my butt, baby. You're so nasty. Nasty boy. Nasty," she told me, pushing her butt back at me. I rolled her back over onto her back and pushed her legs up, fingering her pussy more. Markie's eyes bulged as my index finger found its way up her tight slick butt. Between me eating her and her natural coming, the was slick as could be. "Finger my ass. Finger it. You like this, don't you? Good girls won't let you do this. No, I'm a bad, bad girl. I've got a dirty boy with his fingers in my pussy and butt. Yeah move them faster. Make me come again! AGAIN!" I pulled out of her and dropped beside her, stroking my half-hard dick. She immediately flopped over, her mouth falling on mine. We kissed deeply and sloppily, like two lust filled creatures. The heft of her giant breasts on my body began to excite me again. She pulled away from our kiss, our breath smelling like body fluids. "Tell me to suck your dick." "Markie, show me how much you love my cock. That's it. Swallow the head. Yeah, roll that tongue. Rub my balls. Yeah rub them. Play with your pussy while you suck my dick. That's right, play with yourself. You dirty old lady. Christine Sullivan wouldn't suck a guy's cock while frigging her pussy. No, you're sexy and fucking wild. That feels so good. Keep touching me with your tongue. Yeah. Now take your finger and push it in my ass." She stopped sucking me for an instant and then smiled with half my dick in her mouth. I lifted a leg to the side, allowing her access. I grunted as I felt that finger push into me. Pam had done this for me before and it felt incredible. My dick hardened even more and her eyes bugged out in surprise. I told her, "You look so sexy with my dick in your mouth. Uh! You like being the one - uh - fingering? It feels so good. Uh! Yeah, I can come any second - uh!" She pulled away from my dick and slipped her finger out of my ass. I was about to say something, when Markie leaned forward wrapping those amazing tits around my dick. She bounced up and down on my shaft, eyes on me, while those fatty breasts encircled my cock. The head would appear and she'd flick her tongue over it. "Titty-fuck me. Bounce up! Yeah! Yeah! Fuck my tits, dirty boy. Fuck them like you used to dream about. You wanna come on my boobs again?" "No," I managed to croak. "I wanna fuck you. I wanna feel your insides." Markie stopped and straddled me, sliding down on my dick in one easy motion. She began sliding up and down like her legs were hydraulics. I met her movements, causing the bed to bang against the wall and creak. Her huge tits jiggled and bounced in all directions as she rode me. She reached forward, grabbing the head board. Her tits swayed in my face. "That cock's so good," she told me, still bouncing, "and hard. You young bastard. Keep fucking me! Suck my tit. Yeah, bite my nipple. Bite it. Yeah, yeah, yeah! Oh, I'm gonna come again." I slid my hand down, and found her clit. That sent her off once more. She was going berserk on me. Her whole body swayed and she reared back and then forward and every direction. I thought she might break my dick off, as this good sized woman with lethal breasts wildly rode me, hair whipping about, sweat, come and spit flying. She finally collapsed onto me, her mouth next to mine. She was breathing heavily, my hard dick still in her sloppy pussy. We rested for a second and then she climbed off me. Markie got on all fours, her big tits swaying seductively. She grinned at me, her make up smeared by our lust. She wiggled her rear and I knew what she meant before she told me, "Here's the big finale." I got behind her and slid my dick into her cunt, taking a few slow strokes. She just cooed, "Get it nice and lubed up. I can't wait for this. You're gonna be naughty with me. Oh that feels nice. Stick a finger in there again. Uh! Uh! Uh! Yeah, so sick. Is it all lubed up, nasty boy? I'm ready for that dick." "Yeah, it's sloppy," I told her, my cock jerking with my heart. Everything up to this point had been incredible and now she was letting me do this! I pulled my finger from her anus and Markie glanced over her shoulder. She bent more, parting her legs even more so that her face was resting on the pillow and ass was most receptive. I pressed my dripping cock against her slightly gaping asshole. I thought I would shoot come everywhere just then. I was about to buttfuck the chick from "Night Court." "Uh. It's in. Uh, yeah. Deeper. Push slowly. Uh," she told me, as I pushed in centimeter by centimeter. Her back and ass were covered in sweat. "Deeper. Yeah. Deeper. Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" I paused most of the way in. I felt her bung hole suddenly loosen and I was relieved because I was half an inch of thrust or pull away from an orgasm. I pushed in more, holding her haunches. I glanced down, so turned on to see my dick almost completely up Markie Post's ass. "Yeah it's almost there. This looks so sexy. I'm gonna come fast." "Keep going. Uh! Push. Uh! I feel your balls. Uh! Is it in?" she asked, barely audible. I was in all the way. Of everyone, this felt the best, but she was one of my all time fantasies. I couldn't think of who I'd want more at the time. I could tell you, but let's save that. "It's in all the way." "You feel huge! Uh! Uh! That's it, move slowly. That's it. That's it. Uh! Uh!" she told me. I began fucking her slowly, building her up. After a few more strokes and she was looser. I slapped her ass and I pushed in and she cried out, "Spank my ass. Yeah, spank it. Tell me I'm dirty. You nasty boy." "You like it in the ass? Huh? Huh? Uh! Huh? Uh! You like my dick here?" "Yes," she cried out. "Yes. Uh! Fuck my butt! Fuck it! Uh! Fuck it!" she screamed through her teeth. I then remembered the rest of the fantasy. I leaned over her, my dick pressing her ass in a new way. She screamed and began to undulate. I'd hit an area, that was for sure. I reached under her, cupping those huge tits. Markie responded, humping back into me as I tweaked her nipples. This was it! There was no going back now. "Yes! Squeeze them. Uh! Fuck me! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Fuck UGH! UGH! UH!." Her body rocked with each half thrust. My hands squeezed tighter on her tits and I felt her ass tighten as an orgasm rocked through her. That was it and I began coming. "I'm coming!" "Yes! I can feel it! Come in my butt. Nasty! Nasty! Nasty! Fill my ass up," she commanded, still pushing into me. I almost collapsed as the orgasm ended. All the blood in my body seemed to have left my head. I settled onto her back and we twisted to the side, my dick still buried in her butthole. The room was rank with come and sweat. My hands still held those incredible soft boobs. My breath came out ragged on her neck, her slick dirty-blonde hair in my face. After about two or three minutes, I felt my limp dick fall from her butt. I glanced down, shit stains and come were all over it. A stream of my jism leaked from her rearend. My thighs and stomach were covered in Markie's juices. The whole bed seemed to be sopped from secretions. That was pure sex. Markie twisted to look at me. I kissed her cheek and she smiled. "Was it what you expected?" "Ten times better," I told her in all sincerity. "I'm glad to hear it," she told me. "Think you'd like to come to a dinner party with me tomorrow?" "Are we dating now?" "No, I've got a friend who would love you. She's in the process of getting a divorce and very horny." "Sexy?" "Extremely." "Are you joining in?" "I don't do that," she told me. "I like the feeling of being fucked by a man." "Fair enough. Give me the directions." "I've gotta shower," she told me, but remained still. "I guess that can wait a bit." Markie kissed at my arms and turned around. Her kisses trailed over my chest. And then she looked up at me. "Thank you again." To be continued . . . with a new Celeb Tail. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with strangers. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Resident Authors