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Authors name: Victor Burroughs
Story title : Inside Beverly Hills
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Inside Beverly Hills
by Victor Burroughs
I walked into the party and looked around. People were
dancing to the techno-rave-disco music, each one cooler
than the next. This was Beverly Hills, where the guys
all have that tall, tan look, and the babes are all
augmented, capped beauties with hair extensions, where
you couldn't shake a stick at all the hairdressers,
dentists, and plastic surgeons even if you could get
them all together at once.
Fake tits don't bother me one bit. I like 'em as much
as the real ones, especially if the nipples are always
hard. I don't mind capped teeth and hair extensions
either. It doesn't matter why a babe looks good, so
long as she looks hot. And this house was packed with
women who made my groin throb with desire.
My sister was right when she said I could make contacts
here, hopefully my prick would be contacting some
Beverly Hills poontang tonight. I grabbed a champagne
glass from a waiter and sipped it as I went on into the
next room, eying the surgically enhanced babes as I
dodged the dancers.
My sister was there because her newest boyfriend, the
latest in a long string of married Hollywood producers
who would promise her a role, take a good helping of
her pussy, and dump her when she caught on, was giving
the party. I met him for the first time at the front
door. He got my name wrong, of course. "Hi Mark," he
said, "pleased to meet you. I'm always telling your
sister she's sitting on a hell of a career." What a
fucking prick!
I gritted my teeth and shook his sweaty hand, then ex-
cused myself and left the lovebirds alone. I tried to
give her advice, I really did, but she wouldn't take
it. Since she wouldn't take my advice to drop the ass,
I was going to catch my own hollywood ass tonight.
The next room was a little quieter, but still noisy. I
finished the champagne and grabbed another one and went
through the door, stepping past the dancers and
gropers. Sexy though all the jiggling flesh was, I had
to meet somebody before I could dance with her, at
least if I wanted to make a good enough impression to
get into her panties that night.
People were standing around in groups next to the pool.
I walked up to a good sized group and listened for a
minute. They were talking about the music inside,
arguing over what kind it was. This was perfect. I but-
ted in with my patter about music and everybody
listened to it.
They all looked at me like I dropped from Mars. I stuck
out like a sore thumb at this party full of big haired
Bruce Jenner lookalikes in cotton duck suits. In my
leathers, pale as a ghost, and with my buzzed blond
hair, I looked more like Billy Idol than a hollywood
man. I'm in industrial metal dance music, but you can
call it rock and roll. That's why I look the way I do,
not scummy or anything, but still anything but all
american.
I kept talking and ran my eyes around the circle. The
girls were all very cute, and they were looking my way.
One of them looked familiar, but I couldn't place where
I had seen her before, so I finished the circle. I went
back to her, and as our eyes locked I realized she was
Alyssa Milano, that cute dark haired kid who played
Tony Danza's daughter on "Who's the Boss?"
She had certianly grown up into a very sexy woman, but
still had that vulnerable, big-eyed look. I finished
the joke with the surprise punchline and grinned, then
the laughter started as they caught on. She was still
looking at me so I smiled at her and winked. She got
the joke and smiled back, then dropped her eyes in a
sexy little-girl way.
We all kept talking about music this and that, all the
time poaching champagne (Alyssa and me) and smart
drinks (most of them) from the waiters, and before long
I was next to Alyssa, talking to her about music.
She was pretty knowledgeable, and I told her I was
surprised she knew so much about music, since I don't
meet too many women who are really into music and know
much about it.
She had already been drinking a lot and seemed sad
about something, so I tried to keep her smiling, talk-
ing about fun stuff. I didn't talk about Hollywood at
all. I sensed that the Hollywood life was what was bug-
ging her. We talked more about my life in a rock and
roll band, songwriting, and recording. Any artist is
an egotist, and I love talking about *my* stuff; my
music, my guitar, you name it, if I have it we talked
about it.
Eventually the conversation wandered around to sex,
and then to groupies. She wanted me to tell stories,
so I told her about some of the wild times I've had.
Looking at her, I sensed an invitation, kissed her. Her
lips were half open, but I kept my tongue in my mouth.
I didn't want to scare her away now that I was so
close.
I stood back for a second and judged her reaction. She
smiled shyly at me, looking just like she looked in her
show when she was sixteen. God, she was cute. I could
barely keep myself from ravishing her right there, in
the open. She slipped her hand into mine and we started
to walk around the yard, away from anyone who might see
us.
I squeezed her hand, "Your beauty stirs me, makes me
want to do crazy and wonderful things."
"Tell me more, mister rock and roll."
"I'm Victor," I said. "I want to take off my clothes
and dance under the moon, howling like a banshee."
"Victor," she wrapped her lips around the syllables.
"Is that all?"
"I want to take off your clothes, if you'll agree to
dance with me. We can howl at the moon together. And
after we howl at the moon I want to make love to you
like the ocean crashes on the beach."
"Are you trying to seduce me, Victor?"
"You're seducing me, you beautiful little brunette
vixen," I smiled, and swung her into my arms. "And
because fair is fair, I am seducing you too. And I
think we're both succeeding, because I'm hard as a
rock and you wouldn't have asked me unless you were
turned on. How turned on are you, Miss Beverly Hills?"
"I'm Alyssa," she said. "And I want to be your groupie
tonight."
She threw her arms around my neck, pressed her body
against me, and kissed me vigorously, her tongue
tunneling between my lips. I held her compact frame
against me and tasted her delicious kiss as she tasted
me back. She rubbed her abdomen and crotch hard against
my cock, which was throbbing to get out of my pants and
into this tight young starlet.
We disengaged, then holding hands we hurried back to a
hedge, adjoining the tennis courts. I got on my knees
and crawled behind it, and dragged her with me. Alyssa
tripped on the roots and fell on me. We started making
out like teenagers. I quickly pulled off her dress and
bra, and she removed my clothes. Hot and heavy, we
petted for a while. Her panties were still on, and my
cock kept throbbing and rubbing against them.
As long as I could rub her smooth, fleshy tits and her
stiffening nipples, though, I didn't care. There would
be plenty of time to slip into her hot box later. I
moved one hand beneath her panties, and began to rub
around her pussy opening, as she moaned and kissed me
harder. I slipped a finger inside her cunt. It was
starting to get wet but it was still too tight to slide
my cock into it, so I started to rub her in a circle,
rubbing around her clitoris and labia. I licked her
ears, then moved down to her neck and her chest. I
bathed her taut, delicious breasts liberally with my
tongue, then went further down.
I scooted around until my face was at the top of her
panties and my cock was bobbing in front of her face.
I was still rubbing her pussy, and by this time the
aroma of her sex was making itself known. I pulled her
panties off and stuck my tongue into her slit while I
kept diddling her with my finger. She was moving her
hips with my motions, amplifying the sensation of
getting her hot pussy rubbed. I stuck my face into her
cunt, and fucked her back and forth with my tongue,
licking and sucking Alyssa Milano's juicy pussy like a
pro.
Something soft and warm touched my cock. She was hold-
ing it, looking at it, inspecting it. "It's so big,"
she said. "I could choke on it."
"Kiss it and lick it, Alyssa," I said, "and then you
can suck it." I loved nibbling this delectable star's
tasty pussy, but she wasn't going to get away without
returning the favor to my prick.
She kissed the tip, licked her lips, and said, "It's
good. Salty." She licked the top of my cock, from base
to tip.
I went back to licking and sucking her cunt and let her
lick my cock and get used to it. She was obviously
inexperienced at oral sex. I wondered if she was a vir-
gin. She was the only one at this party, if so.
I felt a suction at my cock and balls, then they were
in a warm and wet place. Alyssa sucked my cock into her
beautiful mouth. I looked towards her, her face was in
a patch of moonlight and I watched as her lovely lips
engulfed my throbbing manhood. Her tongue ran over the
head of my love muscle, then she slurped me into her
throat, then sucked at my cock as she pulled it out,
and licked the head again. She kept bobbing her head
like that, and it was a great blowjob, especially for
a girl who only a minute ago had been scared of choking
on it.
"Alyssa, you are a wonderful cock-sucker. You're a
natural."
"I like what you're doing to my cunnie, Victor. I'm
glad I'm your groupie tonight."
"Me too," I said. "You can be my sex goddess any time
you want."
She kept working my cock with her lips and tongue, and
I vibrated my tongue against her lovely quim as I fon-
dled her buttocks and ran my finger around her sweet
little bunghole. Meanwhile she was using her hands on
my balls and the base of my cock as she bobbed her
lovely head up and down on my proud warrior.
I started coming, and pumped a huge load of sperm into
her sucking mouth. Her eyes opened in astonishment, but
she swallowed all of my spunk greedily. After groaning
the end of my orgasm I scooped up more of her copious
pussy juice with my finger and rubbed it into her ass-
hole, and when she was ready slid my finger into her
butt. She was thrashing her body and legs with ecstasy.
My softening prick slipped from her lovely lips, and I
licked her pussy and wiggled my finger around in her
butt as she came with moans and whispered screams.
Alyssa Milano's cunt overflowed and I lapped up her
delicious juice like gravy.
After we had both recovered from our orgasms I scooted
around again, and we kissed in the afterglow, under the
hedge.
"Have you ever done that before," I asked.
"Only once," she said, "and I didn't like it. This was
different, though."
"Alyssa, Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?"
I said. "I suspect you want me to find out pretty soon
anyway... are you a virgin?"
"Yes," she replied. "I almost did it with a boy once on
the set but we got caught. That was the one time I
tried a blowjob before now, but his penis wasn't nearly
as big as yours."
"Alyssa," I said, "then let's move to a nicer place to
make you a real woman. And maybe we can find some pro-
tection. I want to spend all night with you but my sup-
ply is limited."
"Thanks, Victor," she said, "you're thoughtful."
"Do you want to go back to the house and find a bed-
room?" I kissed and hugged her close.
"There's a guest bungalow in the back of the gardens.
Let's use it." She broke the clutch, and pressing her
clothes against her chest with one hand, dragged me
with the other hand back through the paths in the
garden.
She led me to a bungalow in the back, just as she had
described. We opened the door. It was unlocked. We
dropped our clothes on the doorstep and embraced, our
groins thrusting against each other. Upon inspection
the room was perfect. There was a bed in the dim light,
and by the bedside was a bowl of condoms, flavored,
ribbed, lubracated, and all sorts of other varieties.
"Wow," I commented, "this must be the bedroom for
*special* guests!" I latched the door and hugged
Alyssa, and we jumped into the bed.
We were kissing and hugging, and soon, with the sight
and thrilling touch of her tight young body in the dim
light (better than almost no light as outdoors had
been) I was erect again. I took a condom out of the
bowl and showed Alyssa how to put it on me, and then I
put my rubber sheathed prick at the opening of her
pussy. I rubbed it up and down the slit, and then slow-
ly inched it in.
After about an inch I encountered resistance. She still
had her cherry. She had trusted me to let me pop it so
I took it easy. I left just the head in, kissed her and
murmered love words to her for a minute to let her get
ready for it, and then lunged into her tight but soak-
ing wet pussy. She winced at the pain as her hymen
ripped apart, but as I fucked her virgin cunt and slow-
ly worked my dick all the way in she smiled, kissed me
furiously, and gasped her enjoyment of our sexual
intercourse. I moved deep inside her.
Her cunt was very tight and oily, and gripped me like
a fist. I rocked back and forth, sawing my cock into
her snug snatch. She grabbed my ass and started pulling
me into her pussy, and rocked her ass back and forth to
get my cock even deeper.
Alyssa was a natural at fucking, a true cockpleaser
with all the instincts of a born slut who likes nothing
better than a hard cock deep in her pussy. As she
started to moan and cry out my name I plunged deep into
her pussy, against her womb, then slid out past her
labia. I fucked her like this again and again, slamming
all the way into her pussy and then pulling out. I con-
tinued this deep fucking motion for a while, since I
can last a long time with a condom on, until she came
in a tremendous orgasm, her pussy sheath gripping me
tight as her juices flowed past my pistoning cock and
dripped down her butt.
I kept fucking her, barely able to believe that I was
screwing Alyssa Milano, television star, whose budding
young body I and every other man in america had lusted
over for years. She kept coming, and as she grabbed me
and kissed me hard, moaning that she loved me and my
cock, I exploded in orgasm inside her spasming pussy.
"Oh Victor, I never realized how good sex was with the
right person." she whispered into my ear. "That was
wonderful."
I kissed her deeply, swallowing her tongue into my
mouth. Alyssa's big eyes, her soft voice, innocent
face, and her firm but womanly body were irresistable.
My cock grew hard again. She chose another condom,
replaced the other one, and I readied myself to piston
into her hot, buttery cunt again.
We fucked the rest of the night, and in the morning we
said goodbye, and I caught my flight and went home. She
tries to keep me faithful to her, since she knows rock
and roll musicians have lots of temptations, especially
if they are singers, so we talk dirty on the phone
every day. Not that it works, when a gorgeous blond
bimbo begs me to fuck her and her friend I'm not going
to say no. But since that party Alyssa flies out every
other week and we spend the weekend fucking like
beasts.
Now that our first album is starting to take off I won-
der whether she'll be at our shows in Los Angeles and
the area. If so, I hope she wants to be my groupie
after we play the Forum or the Whisky or whatever place
we play. The other guys in my band even told her they
hope she brings the cast of "Beverly Hills 90210" to
the dressing room with her.
They think Jenny Garth is a hot tamale, and want to
boff her brains out, while I have a secret desire to
unleash the slut inside Shannen Doherty.
I hope Alyssa does, that would be excellent!
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