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Authors name: Mike Sommers (Anon-address)
Story title : Sandra Bullock on the Back Lot
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Sandra Bullock on the Back Lot (MF, oral, anal, celeb)
by Mike Sommers
***
Ms. Bullock would never do anything like this story
describes. She is a classy and beautiful woman with huge
talent and a smile that kills. But a guy can dream,
can't he?
***
For most of my first day at the studio, it was pretty
uneventful. I had pretty much just done nothing but go
back and forth across the back lot: helping with the
moving of film equipment, running messages around to
different people (crew members, studio personal, other
employees), lending a hand to the maintenance teams when
they did their daily inspections of the tour trams, and
that was about it. I hadn't glimpsed a single star so
far. But that was all about to change. I was about to
come face to face with one of the biggest stars in the
world.
I was helping out some crew members set up a lighting
arrangement when I head someone call my name. I turned
to see Janice, the production assistant on the movie
that was being shot, coming toward me. "I need you to go
get Sandra," she said.
"What?" I asked in surprise. I couldn't believe I was
going to meet a star.
"We need to go over some stuff with her and make sure
she's okay with it. Just tell her to come over as soon
as she can." Then she added with a smile, "And if you're
nice, she might just give you an autograph."
I couldn't believe my luck. I was going to get Sandra
Bullock, my favorite actress in the entire world, and
tell her that she was wanted on the set. I would get to
introduced myself, maybe even shake hands with her, and
walk back with her. Janice told me where her trailer
was, and I headed out on my personal little golf cart
(something all the goers had) to bring the superstar
back.
As a result of the previous day's shoot being at
Soundstage 15, I had to drive a short distance before I
reached her trailer. A small panel attached to the door
had the name "Sandra Bullock" stenciled on it. I took a
deep breath and a moment to compose myself, to make sure
I wouldn't say something that made me sound like a
complete and total moron. I knocked four times on the
door, figuring that was a nice round number. "Yeah. Come
in," a voice called.
I opened the door and stepped into the trailer. It was
nice and cool inside, the air condition running at a
steady 74 degrees compared to the almost 97 it was
outside. I could hear talking as I shut the door and
looked down the length of the trailer. Sandra Bullock
herself was standing in the small kitchen area, talking
to someone on a cell- phone. She saw me and motioned
that she would be right with me, then went back to her
conversation.
I stood there waiting, having absolutely no idea of what
to do. Should I sit and make myself comfortable, or just
stand her patiently and wait? I decided to combine the
two and leaned back on the counter edge near the door.
On the countertop beside me was the script for the film,
opened to one page. I saw yellow highlighter on the
page, where she had marked some things for some reason.
Maybe lines that she needed to work extra hard to
memorize, because the lines that were highlighted were
rather long.
"Then that's tough," I heard her say, rather loudly, and
jerked my head up. It sounded like the conversation had
turned bad. "I don't care. No, I don't. That's it. No
more. It's over. It's over, I said."
Now I was really uncomfortable. This was obviously
turning into a private conversation, if it hadn't been
already, and I didn't know whether I should wait outside
or not. I thought about it, and was just reaching to
open the door when she said, "No, that's it, it's final.
Goodbye," and turned off the cell-phone, slapping it
down on the counter. She stood there looking out the
window.
I cleared my thoughts. "Um, Ms. Bullock," I said,
nervously. She turned. "This doesn't seem like a good
time, but I was just sent to let you know they'd like to
see you on the set as soon as you're ready."
"Oh, okay," she said, a pleasant tone returning to her
voice. "Thank you. I'll be right there."
"I didn't mean to overhear, but I didn't know if I
should leave or not."
"Oh, no, that's okay," she said, walking down the
trailer toward me. "It was just, well, it was just this
guy I was dating, and . . . well, let's just say things
didn't work out."
"I'm sorry," I said. "Like I said, I assumed it was
personal and was just getting ready to leave."
"They need me for the next scene?"
"Well, Janice just said they needed to go over some
things with you to make sure they were okay. I'm not
sure what it is, exactly. I've got a cart outside to
take you straight there."
"Okay, I'll be ready in just a minute. I didn't mean to
make you feel uncomfortable being here or anything. It
was just a combination of this damn heat wave and all
the trouble my boy--ex-boyfriend's been giving me."
"Oh. You want me to wait outside while you get ready?"
"No, no. It's too hot out there. I'll just be a minute."
She went to the couch nearby and sat down to put on her
shoes.
"You know, I have to say, if I was your boyfriend, I
wouldn't be causing any problems for you."
She looked up and smiled. "That's very sweet. Thank you.
Maybe I need someone different. I'm tired of rich
Hollywood actors with their big mansions and their fancy
cars and dining. I think I want just a plain and simple
guy, you know. Someone who doesn't let their life get in
the way of things."
"Well, that fits me to a T," I said jokingly.
She stood and seemed to be examining me. "I think you're
right. You look like just the kind of guy I should be
with."
"Uh, e-excuse me?" I asked.
"Yeah." She walked back toward me. "Someone who's nice
and has a simple life." She put a hand on my shoulder.
"Someone just like you."
"Uh, Ms. Bullock, we really should get back to the
stage. Your film, remember?"
"The film can wait," she said, drawing closer to me and
lowering her voice. "I think we should be together.
Wouldn't you like to have a girlfriend who's a movie
star?"
"Uh, yes." I was so nervous, obviously.
"Well, then let's get together," she said, inches from
my face.
And then I felt her lips cover mine, and she was kissing
me. I probably should have pulled away, but I just
couldn't. It was Sandra Bullock kissing me. There was no
way in hell I could or would pull away. I met her with
an equally passionate kiss, reaching up and putting my
hand on the back of her head, the other around her
waist. We kissed over and over, continuously, for nearly
a minute before pulling apart and gasping for airing.
"Oh, my," she said in excitement, smiling. "That was
great. We really have to get together."
"Are you sure?"
"Oh, absolutely." She took me by the hand and led me
down to the opposite end of the trailer, into the
bedroom, where she sat me on the edge of the bed. I was
already turned on, and it must have shown in the bulge
in my pants. She looked at it. "Looks nice," she said.
She dropped to her knees on the floor in front of me and
unbuttoned my pants. My heart was racing. She unzipped
them, and I lifted up a bit so she could pull my pants
and underwear to my feet. My cock was half-limp, arched
out like a bridge. She put a hand on it and began to
gently stroke it. She glanced up at me. "My God. Is it
always this soft?"
She took me in both hands and began stroking it faster.
My cock slowly grew harder and harder in her hands until
it was at it's full length. It was as hard as a rock and
extremely thick, very beefy.
She took the head between her lips and sucked on it,
looking up at me with only her eyes. "Mmmmm," she moaned
with her mouth full. The experience felt fucking
incredible. She gradually let more slip between her lips
until finally all 9 inches were in her mouth and down
her throat. I put my hands on the bed behind me and
leaned back, losing myself in the pure ecstasy. She
bobbed her head up and down on my shaft, her lips
rubbing my hardened flesh.
She spit saliva on the head of my cock and smeared it
around with her tongue, then slipped it back into her
mouth, sucking some more. I wouldn't have been surprised
if my eyes rolled back in my head at that moment. It was
an incredible experience. After several more minutes,
she slowly pulled back from me, letting her lips slowly
drag off my cock. Saliva hung between my head and her
lip, and she lapped it up with her tongue, the tip just
barely touching the tip of my cock.
She stood and said, "Enjoy the show." She was wearing a
pair of extremely tight jeans and a red top. She turned
and lowered her ass onto my cock, bumping on me, as if
giving me a lap dance. Her jeans were so tight, it might
as well have been Levi-colored paint coated on her legs
and hips.
I put my hand around on her thighs as she continued
grinding me, leaning her head back so we could kiss.
Then she stood and turned, and began unbuttoning her
pants. She took my hands in hers and used them to push
the jeans down, making sure they rubbed against her
ultra-smooth legs as they did. Underneath she wore a
pair of lacey, black panties. She turned her back to me
and pushed the panties slowly over her hips and down her
legs, bending completely over and showing me her
incredible ass.
When she turned back again, I could see her hairy pussy,
trimmed neatly. I was glad to see she didn't shave. I
didn't like shaved pussies. I liked ones that had at
least a little bit of hair, and she had enough to make
my mouth water. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and
lifted it above her hand, removing it to expose her bra-
less tits. Her nipples where rather large, and dark.
"Do you like my body?" she asked, running her hands up
her curvy thighs and to her tits.
All I could do was nod as I stared in amazement. I
probably looked like a total drooling moron.
She took hold of my arms and stood me, then laid back on
the bed, resting her head on the pillows. She bent her
knees up and spread her legs, and I eagerly took my
place between them. I flicked my tongue out and began
licking her pussy, taking my time to let the lips loosen
up. She moaned softly. Slowly, her pussy lips began to
open, and I licked her two- inch clit like it was a
piece of candy. That sent chills of excitement up her
spin. "Oh fuck!" she moaned. "Oh God, yeah." I could
feel her writhing about in pleasure.
I licked her clit for a moment longer, then sucked on
before I locked my whole mouth around her gaping pussy
and started sucking for all I was worth. I thrust my
tongue into her pussy and licked all over. "Oh, fuck
yeah," she moaned, lifted her head to see. "Oh, suck my
pussy, boy. Suck it long and hard. Oh, fuck." I stopped
briefly to dribble some saliva onto her pussy, then
swirled it around with my tongue and resumed licking.
Her lips opened even wider as I continued to lick. I
brought up my right hand and slowly inserted my index
finger. I began to finger-fuck her. Her moans grew
louder. "Fuck me with your finger. Oh, baby, fingerfuck
me. Fingerfuck me."
Her pussy tasted very sweet as I lashed my tongue all
over her lips and clit, shoving my finger in and out of
her wet hole. I lost myself in the pleasure and began to
increase my licking and fingering. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh."
After a couple more minutes of this, she gasped a
warning that she was about to cum, but that she didn't
want to so quickly.
I reluctantly stopped and looked up at her through the V
of her arched legs as I massaged the inside of one
thigh, rubbing my hand over her pussy. Her skin was
silky smooth. I lowered her legs and slid up her soft
body. Putting my knees on either side of her and holding
myself above her stomach, I put my hands on her tits.
Her tits, though small, were incredibly soft. Her dark
nipples were a little rougher, and they stood straight
and tall, pointy. I squeezed her tits gently, pinching
the nipples between my fingers and twisting them ever so
playfully.
Sandra wiggled underneath me. "Oh, fuck that feels good.
Play with my tits. Play with my tits." As I continued to
palm her tits, she reached down and began playing with
my cock. "God, your cock is so thick." We both leaned
our heads back, moaning softly as we pleasured each
other.
I adjusted my position a bit and slide further up her
chest. "Oh, yeah, tit-fuck me. Fuck my tits." I rested
my throbbing cock between her tits and held them over
it, then began fucking. She put her hands on mine and
squeezed her tits harder with them.
I fucked her tits furiously. I could see the head poking
out between the top of them. She lifted her head and
stuck her tongue out, and licking the head of it each
time it popped out. She looked up at me with a coy smile
as I continued to thrust, touching her lips with the tip
of my cock.
When I stopped I held her head up with my hands. She
took me in her mouth again and sucked hard, savoring my
pre-cum. Then I leaned down and kissed her. Her tongue
stretched an amazingly long distance into my mouth, but
she never once made me gag. She was an expert tonguer.
That's when she looked up, a drop of pre-cum on her lip,
and said, "Fuck my ass." She turned over onto her
stomach and got up on all fours. I kneeled behind her
and looked at her lovely ass as I massaged her cheeks
with my palms. "Fuck me hard," she said, looking back
over her shoulder. "Fuck me raw."
Taking hold of my thick, beefy cock, I gently slid it
into her asshole. She was a tight fit, but I took my
time, and it felt great as it slowly penetrated her.
She threw her head back and moaned in pleasure. "Oh,
fucking yeah! Fuck yeah! Fuck my ass!" I eventually
worked it all the way in, and I buried my cock to the
hilt. Gripping onto her waist, I started fucking.
I started off slowly, bumping my hips against her ass
hard, making her cheeks giggle. There's just something
about watching a girl's ass giggle as you fuck it that
makes me even hotter. The slapping of my hips and her
ass grew louder as I gradually increased my speed,
watching my cock slid in and out of her dark hole.
Sandra rocked back and forth on her hands and knees,
moaning how good it felt, that she could feel my cock
throbbing inside her.
As I ass-rammed her, I reached up under her and cupped
her tits, squeezing them, teasing the nipples. She
moaned. Keeping one in my left hand, I reached back and
under with my right and began fingering her pussy. She
threw her head back again and moaned loudly. "Oh, God,
yes!"
Grabbing hold of her tits again, I lifted her up so that
her back was against my chest. Continuing to squeeze her
tits and fuck her ass, I grabbed hold of her long hair
and pulled her head back, and we stuck out our tongues
and licked each other's. Our faces were sweaty, and she
had strands of hair matted to her face. I dropped my
hands to her thighs and rubbed them. I still couldn't
believe how unbelievably smooth her skin was. It felt
great.
Eventually, I laid down on my back, and Sandra was now
on top of me, my cock still deep in her ass. By this
point, as best I could estimate, we had been at it for
about a good thirty minutes or so, maybe a little
longer. My hands still around on her thighs, I watched
her ass bounce up and down on my cock, her cheeks
giggling, slapping as they fell back down onto my
pelvis. After nearly another six minutes of ass-
grinding, she gently pulled off of me and repositioned
herself on top of me, in the 69 position.
She took my cock in her mouth, and I took her pussy in
mine. I started licking her pussy. The lips were still
lose, so I had no problem shoving my tongue in. She
sucked my cock hard. I could feel her lips moving up and
down my shaft as she pumped it with one hand, tickling
my balls with the other. She licked the head and the
shaft, then my balls, then returned it to her mouth,
swallowing every inch of my rod.
Her pussy was extremely wet, and I lapped up the juices
with my tongue as I continued to lick. I gave her clit a
few upward licks, then took it between my lips and
sucked. I felt her stop sucking me momentarily to moan
loudly when I did that, and I could feel her body
shuddering in pleasure. Then her mouth returned to my
cock, sucking up and down, harder and harder, faster and
faster. I don't think my cock had ever felt harder,
thicker.
After several more minutes, she crawled off of me and
rolled onto her back. We had now been at it for a little
over an hour. I spread her legs as I came closer to her
on my knees. I grabbed her waist with one hand, my cock
with the other, and slipped it between her pussy lips,
enveloping it into a warm, silky wetness. I lowered
myself onto her, and we began kissing as I rhythmically
pumped my pelvis against her snatch.
We tongued some more as I grinded against her, licking
each other's lips and tongues. I spit onto her lips and
pressed my lips against her, smearing the saliva. She
licked her lips as I pulled back to look into her eyes.
"Fuck me," she said, her voice hoarse. "Fuck me like the
world's coming to an end."
I sat back and lifted her legs over my shoulders, and I
fucked like I had never fucked before. I was moving my
pelvis so quick it was just a blur. She was moaning
loudly, rolling her head side to side, squeezing her
tits and pinching her nipples so hard they almost turned
white. "Oh yes! God, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! God, oh,
yes, fuck me!"
A minute later, I felt her body shudder convulsively as
she reached orgasm, and she screamed, "Oh, God! Oh, fuck
yeah! Fuck yeah!" I heard squishing sounds and looked
down. My cock was glistening with her juices as she
orgasmed. Her pussy contractions only heightened my own
sense of pleasure, and her orgasm lasted for a good
fifteen seconds or more.
Leaving her no time to catch her breath, I continued to
pour on the speed as I thrust my cock in and out of her
gaping hole. A couple minutes later, I could feel my own
orgasm reaching the breaking point. She looked down
between her legs as my cock pulled in and out of her
hole. We looked at each other as I worked my pelvis
against her. "Okay, I'm gonna cum," I said. "I'm gonna
cum. I'm gonna cum."
She was propped up on her elbows as I pulled out of her,
jacking off as I quickly slid up her body on my knees.
And I made it just in time. I continued to jack off as I
squirted. My cum came out in thick spurts, splashing
onto her face. She opened her mouth and took some in,
savoring it briefly before swallowing. A glob landed on
her cheek, another on her forehead, a third right on her
chin, running down either side.
I pulled my hand away as she gripped my cock with her
own, jacking me off as if to keep milking me for more
cum. One of the final spurts was a thick drop that
splashed on her lips. Her face was coated thickly. I
took hold of my cock again and smacked it against her
face, smearing the spunk around and spreading it over
her lips and cheeks.
Her hand again grasped my cock, and she slipped it
between her lips, sucking on the cum- covered rod. The
pleasure hit me like a hammer, and I threw my head back
and moaned loudly. She sucked slowly, savoring the
warmth and stickiness of my cum. She pulled back, slowly
dragging her lips along the length of my shaft. As it
came out of her mouth, a couple of thick long strands of
cum dangled between my cock and her lips.
With her tongue she licked the underside of my cock,
dragging it up its length and licking away the cum
strands. Clenching her teeth but leaving her lips open,
she squished the cum between her teeth, letting it
slowly glide out and begin running down her lip and
chin. By now some of the other globs had run down her
chin and onto her neck.
We were both clearly exhausted, having went at it for
well over an hour. I laid down beside her as she
continued to fumble with my cock, which was slowly
beginning to soften again. "That was fucking fantastic,"
she said.
"You've just made my dream come true," I said, out of
breath. I also continued to massage her tits, her
nipples still hard. "I've been dreaming of a moment like
this ever since I saw SPEED."
We just laid there for a few moments, still playing with
each other in our hands. "You know, we should get back
to the soundstage," I said. "They'll probably be needing
you pretty soon."
"You're right. Should I go in like this?" She looked at
me, her face still covered with cum. She looked so
beautiful with my thick, warm white jism all over her
face. "Let's just keep this as our little secret."
"No problem there," I said.
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