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Trance Star: Rachel Hunter

By Tranceman

Author's Notes: Usual crap about how you shouldn't read this if you're not supposed to. Inspired by a nice pic Echso saw, thanks.

The limo crawled through the streets of L.A., making its way easily through traffic, the passenger gazing out the window, watching the streetlights whiz by, her mind lost to her thoughts. She was a extremely attractive woman, with dark blond hair flowing in curls around her beautiful face, wearing a nice black dress which offset her very shapely body. She glanced at a piece of paper in her hand, making sure she was ready to make a splash, something she was more than used to.

It had been a while since Rachel Hunter had done any actual modeling but it was still what she was most famous for. The gorgeous New Zealand native had made a splash with quite a few "Sports Illustrated" swimsuit issues and moved into regular modeling, which earned her big bucks. She seemed to have her career set up but a slight snag in the form of marriage.

To be absolutely technical, Rachel was still Mrs. Rod Stewart, despite the fact that she and the British rock star had been separated for two years. It was a hard thing for her, but the two had just gotten too many problems to go on, despite their kids. So, Rachel had moved on while still keeping the marriage going just in case something happened.

So far, she'd done well, moving into movies like "Rock Star" and some other smaller films, enjoying showing off her acting chops. But it was the modeling that still got her fame and the causes that went with it, which was why Rachel was invited to speak at a high profile meeting of People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals, or PETA.

Rachel wasn't much for high-profile appearances in public since the separation but she believed in PETA's cause a lot and so wanted to help out any way she could. She was still a bit new to L.A., the heat and smog so much different than her native land. But it was a nice town and she enjoyed seeing it.

"Enjoying the ride, Miss Hunter?" the driver, a nice young man named Dave, called out from the front seat.

"Yeah, thanks," Rachel said, her accent carrying in the nice back area. "Will it be much longer?"

"Not too far," Dave said, turning onto a side street. "Heard there's some construction work there, just want to make sure I can avoid it."

"Thanks," Rachel nodded, glancing back at the street. "This is a nice town."

"Yeah, it's great to drive around in," Dave said. "And I do it a lot. Say, you want to hear some music while we're going?" Without waiting for a reply, Dave hit a button on his console, filling the back area with some nice, soft music.

Rachel was a bit taken aback by the sudden music, but sort of liked the soft melody flowing out of the speakers. She sat back a bit, ready to enjoy the ride, glancing out the window again before her eye was caught by something. Looking up, she saw a bright red light fixed right over the partition to the driver's side of the limo. It was flashing on and off, a regular pattern that was rather intriguing to watch and Rachel found herself doing so.

She sat back, watching the red light blink, on and off, on and off, a regular pattern that was just so nice to watch, her body relaxing a bit as she listened to the music and kept staring at the bright red light, the flashing continuing as the soft music continued to flow into her mind, making Rachel suddenly feel very relaxed, she felt so very relaxed right now, so very relaxed.....

As Rachel slumped in her seat, eyes glazing a bit as she stared at the flashing red light, Dave smiled and pulled the limo into a small street, leading the way to a deserted section of a park he often frequented with certain clients of his.

Parking the car, Dave turned, looking over at Rachel and smiling at what he saw. She was slumped still, her jaw open a bit as she gaped at the flashing light. The signal mixed in with the music Dave was playing had dulled her mind and especially her will, leaving her very open to suggestion.

Dave gave it another minute before stepping out of the driver's seat, walking over and opening the passenger door, sliding inside to look at the entranced model. "Can you hear me, Rachel?" he asked.

"Yeah...." Rachel muttered, her accent even thicker and sexier while in a trance.

Remembering something Rachel had said in a recent interview Dave had read, he spoke up. "Rachel, how long has it been since you had sex?"

"Um....." she murmured. "Months......."

"Wow," Dave said, honestly surprised. "A gorgeous woman like you hasn't gotten any in all that time? That is so unfair."

"Yeah....." Rachel agreed as best she could.

"Well, I think you're feeling really horny right now, aren't you, Rachel?" Dave asked. "Yeah, I bet you're feeling soooo horny right now, so hot and horny, so hot and horny, aren't you, Rachel?"

"Ummm......Yessss....." Rachel moaned, rubbing at her breasts in a way that made Dave's cock instantly harden.

"Okay, Rachel," he said with a swallow. "I think it's time you showed me how hot and horny you are. You want to be satisfied, Rachel, and I'm the man to do it."

"Yes....please...." Rachel whispered.

The next thing she knew, Dave's lips were pressed on hers, his body moving onto her, Rachel feeling a rush of arousal flow through her as his lips pressed on hers. "Oooh...." she moaned as she felt his hands rub at her hips and press on her breasts, loving the feeling of his hard hands on her. Dave reached up and slid off the straps of her dress, pulling it down to expose her firm and pointed full breasts. He kept sliding it off to reveal her entire body.

Dave reached down to Rachel's panties, already wet and slid them off. "Ahhh...." she moaned as she felt him free her up, her bush soaked with juices already. Swiftly divesting himself of his own clothes, Dave took Rachel, sitting himself down and moving her onto his hard cock.

"Ugh!" Rachel grunted as she felt him enter her. Her legs moved to either side of his body, hooking around to hold him in as she started to rock against his body. "Ooooh..." Rachel moaned as her chest pushed into Dave's face, his mouth encircling one breast.

Rachel kept rocking back and forth on Dave's cock, shifting up and down on the hard rod as he sucked on one nipple, his hands cupped around her ass, squeezing the cheeks hard. "Ahhh." Rachel got out as she kept going on him. Dave's own replies were lost as his mouth kept sucking hard on her tit, tickling the nipple hard as she felt herself build as she bounced on him. "Oooh... Ohhhh....AHHHH!" Rachel let out as Dave let loose, rocking her body with orgasm, her head thrown back, hair cascading down as she came.

As he lay Rachel down and started to go at her again, a very wicked idea came to Dave, a way to turn his simple quickie into something more......

"Thanks a lot," Rachel smiled as Dave stopped before the building where the meeting was to be held, a few photographers near the door. "I know it's not your fault the whole thing took too long."

"Not a problem," Dave smiled. "Be sure to knock 'em dead out there."

"I'll try," Rachel smiled. "See you later." She stepped outside, the photographers instantly taking slews of photos of her. Dave had to smile as he wondered just what would drive the people inside more incensed: That Rachel was basically wearing little more than a coat opened to show her breasts, including flashes of nipple; or that she was coming to a PETA meeting wearing a fur coat. Well, either way, Rachel was in for a nasty reception and Dave would be right there waiting to comfort her afterwards. All in all, a good day's hunt.

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