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Archive name: elle.txt (FF, mc, celeb)
Authors name: Anynom (Anon-address)
Story title : Elle MacPherson: Walkway Layaway
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Elle MacPherson: Walkway Layaway (FF, mc, celeb)
Anynom (Anon-address)
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Thanks to my friend Mesmer Eyes for suggesting this
idea, even if I switched the celeb he suggested I use it
on. Enjoy.
***
It was surprising for Elle MacPherson just how easy it
was for her to fall back into the modeling gig. She was
by no means a stranger to it, having built an expansive
fortune through modeling that she transferred into a
film career. She'd appeared in everything from "Vogue"
to "Playboy" and her face (not to mention her body) were
famous the world over. Still, it had been a while since
she had actually done a real show but when the
opportunity came, she decided to go for it.
Exposure was a big part in Elle's decision to take on an
emcee role for this fashion show. Aside from the need to
show she could do more than just flaunt her own body,
she also used the show to promote her upcoming Showtime
movie "A Girl Thing."
Elle was a little nervous about the film. Not about the
nudity, she'd never shied from that in print or film.
No, she was nervous over the fact she was playing a
lesbian in the movie, complete with a sex scene. She
knew that a lot of men would watch the movie just for
that alone and it made her a little nervous that she'd
be pushed into similar roles in the future. Not that she
had anything against lesbians, it just wasn't her thing,
really.
That was something of an odd attitude considering that
during her years on the modeling circuit, Elle had seen
hundreds of naked women and was aware of some secret
affairs that media had never even suspected among such
models. But, it just hadn't been for her. Still, the
movie was a big enough move that Elle took special
chances to promote it and acting as master of ceremonies
for this modeling show was pretty good.
It hadn't been a rough job so far. Basically, Elle just
appeared in between displays and announced the next
designer. Some of the displays took minutes but there
was one near the end that would last nearly half an
hour, which Elle took as a lovely break.
Elle quickly found that being an emcee was much more
difficult than just the modeling. She was required to
slip into different outfits every time she appeared on
stage, to enhance the show and she was a bit nervous
speaking publicly, even if it was to announce the
designers and models. Plus, she had to be directed via
an earpiece and talked back through a small throat mike
to Jamie, one of the technicians who helped get Elle
into place. It was a harder job than one might think but
Elle was doing pretty well so far.
It was almost time for the longest display of the show,
which would chew up over half an hour of time. Elle
stepped out on stage to introduce the segment. She was
wearing a golden sequined dress that showed off a nice
slit up her shapely leg with a dip in the cleavage. Her
long brown hair flowed around in a stylish cut that
added to the beauty of her face as she made the
introductions. She stepped aside as the intro finished
and the stage darkened, techno music starting to play.
"This it?" she said softly, her accented voice coming
through the private line to Jamie.
"Pretty much," Jamie said. "Just a little show here and
then it's the big finale. But for now you can relax."
"Thanks," Elle said, moving against the wall, sighing as
the audience finally took their eyes off of her. "God,
this is more tiring than I thought, you know?"
"Well, I've got just the thing for that," Jamie said.
"Have a listen." Suddenly, a burst of music filled
Elle's earpiece. Elle was pleasantly surprised by it.
"What the hell?"
"A little something I fixed up in my spare time," Jamie
said. "Just a little mood music is all. Just sit back
and relax, Elle. Trust me, you're going to love it."
Seeing as how she had little to do before this segment
ended, Elle decided to go with it and listened to the
music. It was really quite nice, a soft melody of
violins and electric keyboards, new age yet enticing to
listen to.
Elle kept listening, allowing the music to float through
her mind as she looked about, watching the models make
their movements up and down the catwalk. Her attention
was caught by the flashing lights, the synchronized
movements flying into her eyes, flashing across her face
in soothing patterns. Elle stood there for several
moments, letting the music and the lights soothe her,
her mind slowly feeling more and more relaxed, so
relaxed that Elle was soon unaware of just how she was
feeling more than relaxed. Her mind actually felt numb.
"Can you hear me, Elle?" Jamie said softly in the
earpiece.
"Yeah...." Elle said. All eyes were on the show or the
chaos backstage so no one saw the
glassy look in Elle's eyes or the blankness of her
expression as she spoke.
"How are you feeling, Elle?"
"Relaxed.... good...."
"Yes, Elle, you're feeling very good, Elle, very good.
SO very good, Elle. You'll do anything to feel this
good, won't you, Elle?"
"Yeah.... anything...."
"Elle, I want you to come to the technical room where we
first talked. Come here now. Try not to be noticed as
you do."
Obediently, Elle turned and began walking towards the
small technical center backstage. She soon found the
room she was looking for, impressive considering that
her mind was filled only with the relaxing music and she
was going on automatic pilot.
She opened the door and stepped inside, the room's sole
occupant looking at her with awe. She was a small woman
who was relatively attractive, not model material but
still nice with short black hair and an engaging smile.
"Jesus, it worked," Jamie sighed as she stared at Elle,
who just stared blankly at the wall.
"Elle, will you do anything to feel this good?" Jamie
asked again.
"Yes."
"Will you do anything I tell you to if it makes you feel
this good?"
"Yes.... yes I will."
"Then take off your clothes, Elle. All of them."
As she undressed herself, Jamie watched Elle reach up
and loosen the straps on her dress, letting it fall to a
pool at her feet. Jamie felt her jaw drop as she stared
at Elle's gorgeous body, the large breasts ripe for
touching. She watched Elle push her panties away,
exposing her glorious bush and standing naked before
Jamie. Jamie was naked herself, her pert breasts and
cute little ass maybe not in the same league as Elle but
still not bad. Jamie stared at the entranced model,
amazed that her specially designed tape had worked so
well.
Jamie slowly moved forward, her hands drifting to Elle's
body and squeezing her ass tight. Elle stiffened and
then relaxed, a slight sigh escaping from her lips as
Jamie brought her in, standing on her to give her a kiss
she'd long wanted to, her tongue brushing against Elle's
lips and surprised when the model answered back, hidden
passions from her lesbian scenes suddenly coming loose
upon Jamie, the model pulling the technician to her as
their kiss continued. J
Jamie slowly pulled Elle down onto the floor, lying on
her back as she pushed Elle down onto her back. Jamie
let one hand drag down towards Elle's clit as she began
to lick at the model's sizable breasts, kneading one in
her hand as she went at the slightly older woman.
Two fingers entered Elle's pussy, causing Elle to
shudder as Jamie began to work herself into her, her
digits sliding in and out of the supermodel's womanhood,
attacking her breasts with her mouth as she continued to
rub with vigor, desires giving her speed, her fingers
pushing in and out of Elle's pussy. Jamie licked at
Elle's tits as she did, her tongue moving along the
erect nipples, nearly biting on one when Elle suddenly
came onto her hand, staining her fingers with cum.
Jamie moved up and onto Elle's face, her pussy right
over the other woman's mouth. "Lick me, Elle. Lick me
and feel good, and make me feel good too."
Elle immediately went at her, her tongue raking along
Jamie's pussy, past the black hair and into her lips.
Jamie moaned, setting her ass back slightly onto Elle's
rack as the model at her out, Elle's hands reaching
behind to Jamie's ass, rubbing the cheeks as she licked.
Jamie groaned again as she felt at her own breasts,
pinching the nipples as she clamped her thighs around
Elle's head, working her pussy into Elle's face, letting
the model get at all of her pussy. Jamie pushed her own
breasts together, moaning over and over as Elle's tongue
continued to plunge into her clit, finally hitting just
the right spot to send Jamie over the edge and onto
Elle's face.
As she came down from her orgasm, Jamie suddenly heard a
voice in her ear. "Jamie, where's Elle? She needs to be
on stage in two."
"Shit," Jamie whispered, then looked down, hoping Elle
didn't take that as a command. Thankful that the model
was still lying down, coming off an orgasm of her own,
Jamie spoke into her headpiece lying on the table
nearby. "She'll be right out, don't worry."
Pushing herself off the mesmerized model, Jamie quickly
grabbed a towel and wiped Elle's face and pussy off and
had her stand up. "Forget all this, Elle," Jamie said.
"Forget all this and redress and go back out there with
no memory. Except one......" Jamie was in such a rush to
get her commands out that she failed to notice one
important thing about Elle until after she had left.
"Elle MacPherson did a fair job emceeing the gala.
However, it appeared that her trip to the bathroom
before the finale was more eventful than she let on,
judging by how her dress was inside out when she
returned. Ironically, the dress has gotten better
reviews that way than when Elle first appeared in it."
As she walked through the hallways of the hotel, reading
the paper's review of the show, Jamie had to
congratulate herself on a successful test of her new
program, one that she couldn't wait to try out again.
She knocked on a certain door and waited for a surprised
Elle to open the door. "Jamie, what's--"
"The music remembers, Elle," Jamie said and watched as
the model's face went blank. Moving inside, Jamie put
the reviews aside and decided that now was the time that
Elle gave her a model performance.
END
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