Star Fuckers Inc ( see OOC's)

And with a final grunt her buried his vast tool in her upturned ass and emptied into the slim brunette.

The two just lay there for a while, the massive black man on top of the brunette, his spent cock slowly deflating in her now thoroughly stretched pussy, untill it slid out leaving a trail of his juices.

He sat on the couch while she fumbled slowly to her unsteady feet and slowly got into her clothes.

" Thank you Miss Garner, that will be all" said the elderly man who had sat behind a desk watching the entire show.

The willowy Jennifer Garner got up and slipped back into her clothes. She was in a numb state scarcely believing what happened. As she reached the door and after fully dressing she came back and fiushed out a card from her purse and handed it to the massive black man sitting in the chair

" Call me" she whispered and headed out the door.

The man sat on the couch with a happy stunned look.

" Do you believe me now, Mister Taylor" the elderly man asked behind the desk

" Hell yeah" he said scarcely believing he had just spent the last hour pounding the Alais star on a leather couch, " I just dont get why"

The elderly man behind the desk leaned forward and steppeld his hands together.

" Revenge, very simply Mr Taylor, revenge"

The elederly man was Abraham Braumstein, the hidden emperor of Hollywood. He was pushing 90 and had his fingers in everyones pie. While monopolies were illegal, Braumstein had controlling interests in almost every agency, studio, recording artist agency, and production company in North America. He was one man in LaLa Land you didnt want to fuck with

" I suppose you know about the McCarth witch hunts, probably more of a history lesson to you. But to me they were very real. I didnt speak, I didnt name names...but others did, my name included'

Tyrone Taylor slipped into his boxers and his jeans while Mr Braunstein talked.

" I was blacklisted, I couldnt work, no one would touch me with a 10 foot ploe. The land of Hollywoood I had loved not only turned its back on me, but destroyed my career"

Tyrone slipped the shirt over his head.

" So? You got your revenge Mr Braumstein, you own Hollywood now"

Braumstein snorted almost derisivley

" I do now, but for years I had to scrape and scheme just to keep myself alive, working shitty menial jobs while I saved money, made contacts that wouldnt rat me out. Buying my way up the back door"

Tyrone spoke again, " I understand that, but why do ..this", he was making a reference to his banging of the Hollywood starlet

" Because I want to fuck them , just as much as they fucked me. All the beautiful people, I want to let them know I havent forgotten and I can destroy them ona whimlike they destroyed me"

" But sex? and me?"

Braumstein laughed, " What better way my young friend, then to put them in their place, plus I must admit I'm not quite as virile as I used to me but I do the vicarious thrill..plus, you know the very blacklisting and stereotyping I refer to"

Tyrone nodded mutely, oh yeah, he knew/

" Tell me Mr Taylor, after all those years studying Shakespeare,Stanisvlasky, the method, years of training and discipline..tell me, how does it feel to be only audtioning for gangsters and pimps and cops?"

He hit the button there. All Hollywood saw was the skin and the stereotype. The only black people in Hollywood were Denzel and Morgan Freeman after all.

" Point made, Mr Braumstein, the question is, where do we go from here?"

Braumstein pushed a folder across the desk to Tyrone, he reached out and grabbed it and looked inside. He had to whistle at the list of names in here.

" I trust you find it to your liking, and I hope you have friends that can help"

" Oh hell yeah, Mr Braumstein, I defintely think we have a deal"

Tyrone stretched his hand across the dest and Braumstein shook it.

" But I still think I should be paying you"

The men both laughed

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Angelina Jolie


She returned to LA as quickly as she could. The movie was about to self destruct in India. Suddenly her contract was in breach, the producers were going to abandon the film, her other studio contracts were on hold. Somehow she had pissed someone off.

She received the letters and the emails to return to LA and visit the Braumstein adress to " fix the small problem" and it would be all over in a few days. She kissed Brad and the kids goodbye and told them all would be well and she'd be back by the weekend.

The summons were urgent even as form as short as LAX. She was driven home and found yet another message inviting her to a private party at the Braumstein Estate where the problem would be brushed over and he could show her how everything could be taken care of.

She dressed in a very revealling low cut black dress with a slit that went almost all the way up her side, and hugging her very generous curves. Old farts loved a litte T & A, flash a bit of her boobs, show him her shiny world famous lips and he'd probably arrange a role in Scorcese film

She pulled up to the gated estate and wandered in, the party was in full swing. But the odd thing was, there werent that man women around. But a heck of a lot of men.

Simon Reynolds

OOC
Name Simon Reynolds
Age 18
Occupation High School Student (accepted into Harvard)
5'10
Black hair Blue eyes

Simon is very mature for his age having grown up in a very conservative family with old money, he enjoys adult conversation more than hanging out with friends at the mall or other such activities. Simon however has a weakness , female actresses ,something about seeing them on the screen hit a cord with the young man.

He's also the grandson of Augustus Reynolds who was a close friend of Abraham Braumstein since childhood. Augustus assisted Abraham as much as he could and was one of the primary backers as the old man rebuilt his career

IC

Simon was enjoying a rather interesting conversation regarding benefits of increasing expenditure in the development of space technologies, the man he was speaking with had worked for MIT and NASA on occassion and had fascinating views on the inclusion of third world countries into the space exploration fold.

When all eyes turned, Simons followed, his eyes widened, his mouth opened and his heart ,good lord he could hear his heart beating....there stood a vision, a perfect vision, a barely dressed vision Lara Croft herself, Angelina Jolie.

"Oh lord " Simon managed to get out his eyes not moving from that body...so close to his, so beyond him , he felt a hardening down below.

This was confusing to say the least and stunning. Here I was in this incredibly lavish Hollywood monster estate, sipping drinks with pals from work and swinger buds, and over in the corner was Shaira pounding a couple shots of tequila.

By the french windows, looking out; Natalie Portman

And over there studying the Matise wasnt that...?

My thoughts were interrupted by the vision that walked in. From tip to toe in a killer strapless black outfit were the lips that my cock had dreams about . Angelina Jolie.

Braumstein spun up to me in his electric chair, " I suppose Mr Taylor, introductions are in order" he said with a smug grin

" Ah, but please let me introduce my favourite grand nephew; Simon"

He spun over to the young man and I joined him

" Simon, I'd like you to meet my new business assocate Tyrone Taylor, Tyrone this is my grand nephew Simon Reynolds"

I shook hands with the young man, seemed like a good enough guy.

" I need to get Miss Jolie's attention for a moment concerning our business Mr Taylor" he began to spin away then glanced over at Simon, " now that I think of it, I think Simon might also be interested..please show him the way to my study Simon, I will be with you shortly"

"Yes Sir" Simon said automatically and also with a great deal of respect, he wasn't completely aware of all the history of the Reynolds association with the old man but it had been drummed into Simon from a young age...if you can do anything for Abraham Braumstein do it, apparently it went beyond family and friendship.

The Reynolds and the Braumsteins worked for each other..end of story.

"This way Mr Taylor" he smiled at the man before taking a look at Miss Jolie...not a Miss anymore Simon corrected himself ,Mr Pitt was one lucky guy.

As they enter the house Simon comfortably moved thru the house towards the study. "One of the many advantages to knowing my grand uncle is that he seems to know every actress in Hollywood" he smiled "...I wasn't going to go to my prom , no date I'm afraid , yet I've been told to choose an actress and she will be my date , I've even been told not to decide until the day before the prom...." Simon shook his head " ...I don't think any actress had that much free time to simply drop everything to go on a date with a kid...but grand uncle seems so sure "

They reached a large set of wooden doors "Ah here we are, after you sir" Simon opened the doors the study was large, a mix of the latest toys and old paintings ,the trappings of a lifetime mixed with the latest time saving devices.

"Would you like a drink , Sir" Simon asked politiely

" Maybe a touch of brandy, thank you Simon"

Braumstein had some exquistite tastes, I had to give him that much. Hmmm, that looked like a real Monet over there, and was that a Botticelli? And sitting on his desk, a first edition hardcover of Tropic of Cancer, dirty old buzzard.

I chuckled, " The prom, eh.. I dont think your Uncle has quite that in mind for our lady guests"

I could see the look of confusion on the young mans face

" How much exactly has your uncle told you of our business this evening?"

Simon turned and handed the Brandy "No sir, I don't think that is his biggest priority either"

Simon looked at Mr Taylor, he must have done something to really impress the old man, Simon wondered what, but decided that in time he would learn or not, either way it was enough that this gentleman was currently in favour and knowing the old man as he did,Simon knew that Mr Taylor would have to do a far amount of wrong for that to change.

"I'm not overly certain beyond meeting some of the ladies in the movie business and help with some issues, I'm going to study business law at Harvard and have always expressed a hope to work for my Grand-Uncle , I guess this is a meeting that will open my eyes to how Hollywood really works" he paused for a moment " Have I got that mostly correct Mr Taylor?"

Angelina

She wandered through the party, sipping on a glass of white chardonay in search of the ever elusive Abraham Braumstein. For all the power this old man had, very few had actually directly met the man, well few in the talent aspect. She knew her publicist, her lawyer, her manger had, but still..

Speaking of her lawyer, there was Johnathon now. Fuck, he looked like he had seen a ghost. His hair was in a dissarray, hardly the pretentiousness perfection she was used to seeing him. She caught his eye and he frantically came all but running to her side.

" Johnathon , how lovely to see you, can you tell me what the hell is.."

Thats as far as she got, before he broke in, with a harsh desperate tone

" We're fucked Ang, fucked! Oh sweet jesus we're fucked"

" John settle down, breathe deep, what are you talking about"

" Oh jesus Angie, they've really got us over a barrel, we're really fucked" he broke into a nervous high titter of a laugh . " actually you're fucked, and I mean that literally"

She saw that they were drawing a crowd , and so she went to the french windows that little star wars bitch was zoning out at. Angie all but shouldered Natalie Portman aside as she went out onto the veranda

" Bitch"

" Vader slut"

She closed the door and turned to her lawyer

" Alright, Johnathon, please explain to me what the hell is wrong?"

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Abraham watched this exchange with an amused eye. When they went outside it became even more of a concerto in absurdity. She started flaily back, he was waving the paper in her face, she waved back. It was like watching a silent movie .

Eventually her gesticulations softened as she read over the contracts and he continued pacing back and forth. She asked a few questions and become even more hopeless as he waved and seemingly answered them. After a while she held her head in her hands for a while, she eventually came up, chugged down her chardonnay. Stood up and hugged her lawyer and apparently bid him adieu.

He glanced around the rest of the room, publicists and lawyers were filtering in and whisperinbg to theiir clients. There were outrages, protests, many walked out, many went to hidden corners to talk.

This was going to be highly amusing, but SHE was first. The pouty little princess with the big boobs.

And she was walking his way, eyes set firmly and angrily on his.

She stood before him looking down

" Mr Braumstein , I presume"

" Mrs Pitt, I trust your lawyer has discussed the terms of your continued employment"

" Yes" she said through gritted teeth

" Are you ready to begin negotiations in good faith" the old man was going to cry with laughter, but he held it back

" Yes" she sighed clsong her eyes and opening them

" Then please..follow me" Mr Braumstein spun his wheelchair and headed to the sudy. A burly security guard let the two in. And then stood guard.

" Mostly right" I smirked swirling the brandy under my nose. Great vintage too.

I took a seat at the edge of one of the massive leather couches, ironically the same one where I had spent just two days ago plugging Jennifer Garner on.

"What we're doing is, " I said searching for the word, " is culminating a mans lifetime of work. Your uncle was wronged a long time ago, and he's going to fix that , one starlet at a time"

Yes, the obligatory confused face, how could I explain this when I didnt even initially believe ot myself. I suppose he'd have to be shown, have it thrown at him.

As if on cue, the former Miss Jolie entered the room with Mr Braumstein zipping up behind him.

I stopped to give her a long look. Yes, I was going to enjoy this

Okay what did that mean?, he knew the old man had , had to rebuilt his career but didn't know all the reasons behind it and certainly didn't know what this revenge thing was about.

Then the doors opened and two faces so familar entered, one who knew him one who didn't.

She was breathtaking and Simon felt the stirring below hoping he could hide the growing bulge before anyone noticed.

He had just recently in his mind worked out the 5 actresses he'd most like to be with and unfortunately there had been no place for Mrs Pitt, maybe he would need to rethink that.

Angelina

" Alright" she said crossing her arms against her chest, " what is that you want from me"

Abraham wheeled in behind the Tomb Raider and to behind his desk, where he opened a drawer and pulled out a digi-cam and started fiddling with it.

"Havent you been informed of the terms of your continued career Mrs Pitt , or Miss Jolie, whatever you may call yourself, if you want to complete your movie, any movie for that maater ever, I'd advise you to get down to business with these two gentleman"

Her eyebrows arched and she just stared stunned at the elderly powermonger, " Surely, youre kidding about these clauses, there must be some sort of agreement we can come to"

" No , Miss Jolie, there is no agreement, either you fufill your duties with these two gentlemen or you can leave and try working community the theatre scene"

Abraham Braumstein spoke with a voice of authority that brooked no dishonesty, and with complete authority.

She looked around nervously at the two men. The kid was cute, but he could barely be out of high school, assuming he wsnt still in it. And the black guy, well, his arms looked as big as her head. And as she looked at him, he began to unbutton his shirt revealing a massive and sculpted upper body.

" Do you have to film it?" she soke in a low voice, barely a whiper.

" Consider it insurance if you decide to call this assault.. now please, speak to the camera your disclaimer as per sub section 6-11A"

She took a deep breath and stared at the lens

" I, Angelina Jolie am under no duress and am of legal and consenting age to perform in this adult entertainment, no cash has traded hands and there has been no solicitation"

" Very good, Miss Jolie"

As Angelina finished speaking, Tyrone walked up behind her and had untied her straps along her thighs and the black gown slipped down between her feet. Leaving her naked as the day she entered the world. His large black hands cuped around her covering her breasts, tweaking at her nipples.

Shit, she though to herself, this is just for the old mans edification, Brad will never know. Might as well enjoy herself a bit.

Abraham turned to Simon,

" well,dont just stand there my boy, go eat her pussy"

Simon was open mouthed as realisation dawned on him, what a lesson in how Hollywood works.

He watched Mr Taylor begin to disrobe and then disrobe Mrs Pitt and goodness me you could see she was a regular at a gym.

Simon's cock hardened even further as he viewed the actresses naked body.

His grand Uncles words cut thru "Yes Sir " Simon walked over to the actress he wasn't sure if he should smile or not so in the end he simply looked at her pussy avoiding eye contact....

It was beautiful, he knelt down in front of it and placed his hands on Mrs Pitt's thighs pushing them apart , his face moved forward and his tougne flicked out at the pussy as his fingers parted her lips and with that he pushed his tongue in deeper.

His mind wanted to yell I'm eating Angelina Jolie's pussy and there were other actresses here including all the one's on his top 5 list....what an awesome party.

Angelina

OOC: May take liberties with GBK for a sec or two, hope you dont mind

IC:

She felt her thighs being spread open as the young man darted between her legs like man thirsting in the desert. All the while, the giant black man was begining to kiss down the side of her neck, that was one of her sweet spots, and she felt an involuntary rush of goosebumps dance up her arms.

* In for a penny* she thought and decided to let go. She was an actress after all, might as well give them a show, get into her *role*. She leaned her head back into the massive ebony chest behind her and his strong lips came down and pressed against hers.

The younger man began to lap her up, his cat licks sending a tingle through her. *At least someones paying attention to my needs* Then his tongue darted across her clit and she shuddered, oh yeah, that was good.


She brought her hand down and stroked the young mans hair as the bigger one squeezed her breasts together, starting a delicious friction. But the pleasure in her loins was getting too hard to deny.

" The couch .." she whispered

She could have sworn she heard a quick soft chuckle from Abraham before she was half dragged onto the couch. She lay back with her knees parted and her pussy on full display for the young man to devour.

The dark skinned man shucked his pants in short order and then straddled over her. She looked up and saw a massive beast rising from his groin

" Shit.." was all she had time to say as he pushed it to her lips

Simon had taken the few seconds it took to move Angelina to the couch and had removed his pants kicking them accross the floor , he wasn't normally so casual with his clothes but then he normally didn't get a faceful of Angelina Jolie's pussy.

His young cock sprung to attention he was longer than most of the guys at school but wasn't sure if that was because he was big or teenagers at his school were still small of course he didn't actually spend anymore time than he had to thinking about other guys cocks and shower time after sports was spent mostly looking straight ahead at the nearest wall.

Still late at night with a blanket over his head and an image of an actress in his mind Simon had discovered that he could get his cock as long as 10 inches and it seemed to take forever to grow soft again...now his hardness was on public display for the first time.

As the actress parted her legs for him and Mr Taylor climbed on her torso Simon began to work again on that pussy....that beautiful up until now improbable pussy...

His fingers slid deep into her, his arm pumping hard as his mouth worked on her clit for a few minutes, she was now getting just a little wet inside and some of the juices seemed to be coming out as his fingers worked harder...he looked to his Grand Uncle the old man seemed to be enjoying himself .

Simon moved his body into a better position, his rock hard cock touched the actresss pussy as his fingers continued to work her hard.

'goodness I'm going to fuck Angelina Jolie' that brought a smile to his face and a little part of Simon wondered who else he'd get to fuck this day.

Trenton Owens -A family friend-

Trenton "Trent" Owens
Co - Owner of O-B Production company, which Abraham Braumstein is the slient partner
Age: 35
Well muscled, tall at 6'6, shaven head and brown eyes. 12 inches long and thick as a a womans wrist.
Father was a actor that worked for Abraham Braumstein, and considers him a family friend.



He stepped out his Mercedes-Benz, the dark imposing figure that he was loomed over the parking attendant as he handed him his keys, taking a moment to pause as he was talking on his cell phone “Treat her good and you’ll get a good tip” he’d then return to the conversation. ”Yeah I know this, just get it done, I don’t care how you do it, just do it”. Hanging up the phone in frustration, as he slipped it into his suit jacket, Trent just grinned as he looked towards the party that seemed to be hopping. He removed his invitation and showed it to the door man, before stepping in. Well wasn’t this cheeky, all these white folks in there. He give a nod to Denzel, before getting himself a drink. There were quite a few that started at him, mostly because Trent was an imposing figure, and he was black. No one said anything though, as he was close friends with Abraham Braumstein. He had been one of the other backers when Abraham had needed help. He liked the old guy, he was tough as nails, and had struggled just like Trent had.

Trent, or Trenton "Trent" Owens as his full was, was an owner of a large company in Hollywood. He’d started out just funding a few movies, and when they made it big, he’d moved on to fund other movies. His father had worked for Abraham, so the old man was like a family friend. Back in the old movie days, casting black actors was unheard of. Abrahman had stated black face was bullshit, and cast black actors instead of white ones. That could have been why he was blacklisted. Point is the Owens family saw him like family, so when Trent saw an opportunity to back him, he’d jumped all over it. It had worked to, as Trent’s company made a cool bit of money when Abraham had taken over. Trent had been in Europe, but he’d gotten a letter from the old man asking him to attend this party. He had no clue why, but respect your elders was always something his folks had taught him, sides he liked the old man. He was shrew, and didn’t bullshit around. Plus he had a good business sense, which is why he took the money and backing he had, and now was the unclaimed owner of Hollywood.

He’d take a drink of the liquor, and found it not to his liking, setting it down as he took a glance over the party. A lot of white pussy here that needed a good stretching, yep he was thinking like that. He had quite the drive, and had more then enough of dark black meat to back it up. As he was looking around, he was approached by one of Mr. Braumstein assistance moved over to him “Mr. Braumstein will see you in the study Mr. Owens”. Trent would frown, but hey he wasn’t here for looking around at all that fine pussy. Hollywood bitches were picky, a dark man like him didn’t have much of a chance as he didn’t fit in their *crowd*. Too bad really, as they were suffering he was sure, having to deal with all those little pricks of the actors in Hollywood.

Figured I'd get myself into this, if you've got too many peeps, or dont' need another, let me know.

OOC:

Nope, dont mind the liberties at all, my turn I suppose

IC

I always loved that look on womens faces when I unzipped , the whole " that wont fit" look of panic.I imagine Trant Owens had that same look alot too, as he was the only guy I had ever seen who was my size.

" Shit.." Angelina whispered, and thats as far as she got.

Abraham wanted a good hard show, so thats what he was going to get. I put one hand on the back of Angelinas head and pushed my cockhead between her lips. Her eyes bulged and her jaws spread wide as I shoved the first 3 inches in her mouth. It looked she was trying to swallow a spear.

"Gmmmmph!!!" she made noises around my cock. I felt some shifting behind me and glanced over my shoulder.

The young white boy was now shifting her knees on to his shoulder and was pushing an impressive piece of meat into the new Mrs Pitt himself. Her heels stuck up in the air as she was half bent in half.

" This is going to be fun" I murmured down at the wide eyed girl as I began to slowly drag my meat in and out between her lips

She had definitely bitten off more than she could chew here, the man who had pushed into her mouth was the owner of the biggest dick she had seen outside of a pornographic movie and he was trying to shove it down her throat.

Meanwhile the young man with the magic tongue had abandoned his lapping duties. Guess he thought she was just barely wet enough, and then she felt his thickness prodding at her honey pot.

Her eyes bulged as her knees were hoisted onto shoulders. Shit! He had a big one too! Where did Abraham find these monsters?

She groaned around the beast in her mouth as the younger man began to slowly push, fuck, he had a nice big one. She was glad it was him and not this black monster trying to get in her. I mean the guy going into her was big, but still....

" A Mr Tent Owens to see you sir" came a buzzed voice from the desk

" Yes, yes, Jeffrey, show him in" came Abrahams intterupted voice.


The young man bagan to slowly prod her stretching her open a bit more, eliciting a groan of suprise.

Angelina took a hand and started to massage the giant shaft protruding from her lips


OOC:

I dunno about joining in on this "scene", Darkness, but welcome to the club.. guess its time for me to drag another lady out of the vaults..

Simon pushed his cock into Mrs Pitt , deeper and deeper until she took his full lenght, when he reached the deepest point he could reach he felt a tightness as if, yes he was the first to reach this depth.

Pulling his cock slowly out of her until he was half in and half out and then pushed his body forward quickly and then repeated the process keeping a steady beat.

This wasn't his first pussy , for wealth, REAL wealth in a place like Hollywood could get you any high class pussy for a price and young men like Simon had allowances that many executives would call their income plus bonus and so since turning 18 Simon had experienced sex with some of the most expensive hookers in the country , Heidi had nothing like these girls, no these girls were elite elite.

Still there was something very special about fucking a woman who was the object of sexual fantasy for millions , and with a grunt he pushed backinto her changing the angle of his entry.

The announcment of Mr Owens arrival registered with Simon, he knew Mr Owens had been very supportive of his grand-uncle and that made him very important, he'd met Mr Owens only once before and found him to be all his grand-uncle had said he was.

Angie I do declare

Trent would walk into the study, and the first thing that would catch his eyes was Tyrone and Simon banging some broad. Trent would squint his eyes at her, then shrugged it off, he'd ask, he could be wrong. He recognized Simon, good kid with a good head on his shoulders. He'd met him once, and offered him a job anytime he wanted one. Course he knew he was one of his grandfather’s backers, but that was part of the joke really.

Turning from the scene, he move over to Abraham was, first shaking his hand, and then giving him a big ole man hug. Hey Abraham had helped his family out a lot and vise verse, so fuck what other people though. Sides the Owens were a tight family, and friends were family. He'd turn a moment; watching the scene, and let those dark lips spread over his face "Holy shit Uncle is that Angelina Jolie?”

He'd watch as Angie's lips wrapped around Tyrone's cock, sucking at what she could eagerly. He always figured she had good DSL; they were built for big men. He'd seen Brad, and Billy Bob, and he had a feeling they weren't packing the heat Angie deserved. Her first guy, Jonny Lee Miller might be, but still nothing to the cock she was taking now. Trent just grinned a bit, dam he'd want some of that. The mere thought alone of having Angie's big ole lips sucking around his ebony cod piece was making him hard.

"Come on Uncle...let me get some of that...shit I don't mind sloppy seconds...hell she's got three holes...might as well make use of them all right? You know dam sure she isn't getting the quality dick from Pitt...she really looks hungry so I bet she'd been dying to finally get fucked by some big cocks"

He'd just watch for a bit, normally Trent wanted something, and he went and got it. But this Abraham's party, and Abraham's show, and he wasn't going to disrespect him like that. Sure Angie looked like she had quite a bit to handle there, but dam if it didn't look like the bitch was getting hungry for more. He shifts some as that hardening mass of good ole black anaconda tube steak started to grow in his pants. Custom made they were, for style, and to accommodate his bulging piece.


OCC
I'd real like to get into the Angelina scene, she's always been one of the actresses that I thought needed some big black cock. If you an't down with it, or too many peeps, its cool. We can wrangle up another one I suppose..

Angelina

She wanted to howl out as Simon bottomed out his thick schlong in her. She was feeling ripped in two, but then he really started pounding away. It was going to come out of her belly button. The bent in half angle she was in put their pelvises in serious contact and the heavy banging on her clit were sending shivers through her. The only thing bigger that had been in her in a long time was a baby., and by the look of Tyrone in her mouth, that might change.

They were going to kill her with these cocks.

Tyrone was trying to shove his beast into her, and not being gentle about it either, she could feel him nearing the back of her throat, her jaws stretched so wide she thought it would pop off. And when he had about half of his considerable tool in her, he beging to slide the monster in and out of her, she drew ragged gasps of air on every out thrust. Trails of saliva leaving stringy ropes from her world famous pouty lips to his battering ram of black flesh.

Meanwhile , the elderly Braumstein was recovering from the bear hug. He wasnt as spry as he used to be , but Trant was a good boy, always had been. He chuckled at his profanity.

" I do believe Simon and Tyrone will be busy for a while with The new Mrs Pitt, and I'm saving her backdoor as Simons other birthday gift"

He laughed evilly at that, adjusting his camera to take a closer look. Angelina's eyes widened at this news and she tried to protest

" GLLLLLLMMMPPPHHR" she struggled around the tibe steak

Abraham gestured to the bar offering Trent to pour himself a drink.

" I'm certain you will have plenty of oppurtunities to get to know Miss Jolie intimately, but the real reason I INVITED YOU HERE WAS YOUR OTHER FILM INTERESTS"

( oops caps lock)

Braumstein pushed a manilla folder across the desk to Trent

" Inside is a list of some of today's leading starlets, I know your side interest in adult film could receive alot of business through their involvement..and, no, dont look at me like that, I have them all where I want them"

He zoomed in the digi cam on Simons rear and down to see his nepheews meat beating into Angelina, then panned up to see her turned face being stretched wide open.

Angelina was begining to grun and groan under the dula assault. This was getting hot, she had to face, she hadnt done anything like this in years, and not with these horse studs. With each bang she could feel her spots getting stretched and tingled. She was getting close

" What do you think of series, Trent..Star Fuckers Inc?"

Enter Chris Stevens.

Chris Stevens looked down at the invitation one more time.

He felt weird, on a whim he had entered into a contest on one of the porn sites he frequented and was surprised to recieve an actual envelope in the mail from the bricks and mortar home of the website. The envelope contained a plane-ticket, hotel reservations, spending money in the city, everything he would need to have a great time in L.A. Plus he would be attending a special show and would possibly participate in the filming of a new series.

He was excited and nervous at the latter. He was shy in highschool and it didn't improve much in college. He was an average kid who exercised a bit, but was by no means a jock and certainly did not hang out with such a crowd.

His experience with women was rather limited, he had kissed several women in school, but his first real sexual experience was with a woman he paid for. It was then that he discovered that he was rather well endowed.

The surprise on the woman's face was always something that brought a smile to himself. There he had been, nervous that he was going to do something stupid, and suddenly the woman facing him at the time was suddenly nervous about the length and girth of his cock.

"Jesus Christ, that's gotta be a foot long," she muttered.

His endurance at the time was lacking, but he recovered quickly, and produced an amount of semen that surprised the hooker. She commented upon his regenerative capacity after they had finished several hours later, adding that she wasn't going to walk straight for a week.

Pasty skinned but wearing jeans, a brand new polo shirt, and sneakers, he looked at the administrative assistant, or was it body-guard by the door outside Mr. Braumstein's office.

"Uhhh, hi, I'm here, ummm, for," Chris stopped and showed the hulking mass of muscle the invitation. "I have this."

"We know who you are, young man," the other man said with an amused but not terribly patronizing grin. He knocked briefly on the door before cracking it open. "Mr. Braumstein, your next appointment, sir."

He listened a moment to something Chris couldn't hear before he looked back at the young man. "You may go in."

Chris nodded and thanked him and thought his jaw was going to fall on the floor, and his eyes were going to pop right out of his skull.

That - that can't be Angelina Jolie! he thought to himself as he stared at the sight of the busty British actress speared by two thick cocks that belonged to two muscular men. Another fearsome gentlemen stood by Mr. Braumstein and Chris just stood agape at what was going on.

Was he hallucinating the whole thing?

He hestitantly approached the elderly man in the wheelchair.

"Ummm, Mr. Braumstein, I'm Chris Stevens..."




OOC - don't worry, Chris will behave.

badbabysitter said:

Trails of saliva leaving stringy ropes from her world famous pouty lips to his battering ram of black flesh.

" I'm certain you will have plenty of opportunities to get to know Miss Jolie intimately, but the real reason I INVITED YOU HERE WAS YOUR OTHER FILM INTERESTS"

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"Hopefully with Bradd watching" Trent listened, but he was distracted. He'd long wanted a piece of Angie, hell what male didn’t. With those nice tits, and those pouty lips that just begged to have a dick in them. He found it hard to listen to as he watched Angie get pounded. Man he wanted to be part of that, his attentions where taken away as he heard what his Uncle had to say

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" Inside is a list of some of today's leading starlets, I know your side interest in adult film could receive allot of business through their involvement..and, no, dont look at me like that, I have them all where I want them"

" What do you think of series, Trent..Star Fuckers Inc?"

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“I think it sounds like a plan, I’ve always trusted your judgment Uncle….so whom do we have lined up for this so far” He’d flip though some of the photos, that dark smirk widening at the selection, indeed indeed, sure Angie was on the top of his list, but there were some others here he won’t mind fucking.

OOC:

begining to be disturbed by the complete lack of lady Litsters in this thread, may take some time for me to post as I now have to adapt to 4 men and no support..so give me a couple days

yikes...help

badbabysitter said:

OOC:

begining to be disturbed by the complete lack of lady Litsters in this thread, may take some time for me to post as I now have to adapt to 4 men and no support..so give me a couple days

yikes...help

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I've sent a PM to DaisyBuchanan, whom stated shewanted to join in this thread on the OOC part of it. She looks like a woman, so I'm sure she could help out playing. Also PM'd a RP buddy of mine, showdolly

Oh I'm fucking Angelina Jolie and she is one good fuck , the thought replayed itself as he pumped into the star his cock speed increasing his fingers working her clit , hooding it.

And wet....the woman was soaking in her own juices his cock was now enetering a proverbial swimming pool of cunt juice and just the thought of her even if he was able to remove the whole Angelina Jolie thing he knew that this was one hot hot woman and one good fuck.

Simon closed his eyes as his body worked even harder into that cunt he barely registered a fourth gentlemen enter the room.






OOC I don't mind swapping with DT's character Natalie, Jessica, Catherine, Jennifer and Scarlett spin my weezer more than Angelina....still who would ever turn down Angelina

OOC: I'm going to try to get things a bit more active, and try getting everyone involved a bit..hope you dont mind me taking some liberties with you guys

IC

Braumstein smiled, " Well boys, just dont stand there, shes got extra holes and extra hands"

Angelina's eyes bugged out around the huge piece of black meat in her mouth and tried to scream out a protest. All that came were muffled moans. The two men dropped thier drawers, revealing cocks that were all but arms.

This was going to be a long night.

2 hours later..

" Oh god, oh god, o fuck o god.." was all Angelina could do as she was battered between the two men.

Trent was lying under her, his foot long behemoth balls deep in her cum lubed pussy. Tyrone was pounding away at her over stretched ass, and as promised Simon was the first to have broken it in, adding a load to itan hour and half earlier. So far all four of the men had unloaded thier seed in one of her holes, except for Tyrone and Trent. Tyrone hadnt burst in her ass yet, and Trent was fresh to her pussy.

Simon and Chris had just finished delivering a double glazing to her face , as she couldnt manage to catch it all in her mouth. It dribbled down her chin and pooled by Trents shoulder.

She was riding on a wave of pleasure and pain. Never before had she experienced such a fucking. It coudnt be called sex, it was fucking. She'd probably have to stay in bed for a week on her side to recover from this.

Then it happened..AGAIN. She felt the tremor travel up her spine and the rockets went off in her head.

" Oh fuck !! I'm cumming again , you FUCKING BASTARRRRRDDDSSSSS!!" she howled

And almost simultaneously the two hung gents began to pound harder, tightening their balls and firing load oafter load into her.

She collapsed in a heap atop of Trent.

Angelina Jolie. Star of the screen. Fantasy of men everywhere.

Was fucked out.

The men congratualted each other, and there was general hooting and hollering as they slipped out of the celeb and left her lying limp on the couch, Their wide seed dribbling out onto it.

Tyrone grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head up, pushing his cock to her lips. She dutifully licked the cum off of him as she had done whenever told earlier. The other three men did the same.

Then she went back to sleep.

" Excellent, " Braumstein said putting down the camera, " I think our new website should become very popular"

The men laughed at this.

" I'm very glad you four qualifie, you all have the perfect attributes. Seeing as you can work in a group, Id like to pair you off.Two women to a woman of your choice. Any starlet"