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Author's Notes: Usual crap about not reading this if you're not supposed to and stuff. Just hit me after that cool Maxim shoot. Here you go.
It was funny. Jamie-Lynn Sigler assumed being the big female star on a hit show was supposed to get her a little more lucky in the sack, not scare guys off.
With the third season of "The Sopranos" finished, Jamie was now one of the hottest young starlets around. Her character, Meadow, had turned into a huge hottie at college, taking drugs and sleeping around a bit, adding a little edge to her. And her recent appearances in magazines like Maxim definitely helped boost the image. Despite all that, however, Jamie still found it pretty damn tough to get with a guy.
Part of the problem was that people just had problems separating fiction from reality. Even though she wasn't really the daughter of a Mob kingpin, Jamie knew some guys were a little freaked dating her since that was all they knew her from. It didn't help that the Maxim layout had been preceded by a shot of James Gandolfino in full Tony Soprano mode, warning any male reading to skip over his "daughter" in some rather revealing shots. So, Jamie was left alone a lot more than she wanted to be, which pissed her off.
It couldn't be the looks. She had blossomed into a very buxom beauty, dark hair framing a pouty but pretty face while even the lightest of shirts couldn't hide her very ample chest. It was a great body and she liked to flash it, explaining what she was doing here on the California beach, a far cry from the New Jersey settings of the show. With a long break before the next season began, Jamie was hoping to unwind and just wished she had a guy to do it with.
She was hoping the anonymity of the beach might help her out. Of course, she still got a lot of attention, her gold bikini sticking to her very shapely body, the top barely holding in her round and firm breasts, her round ass also well on display with her bottom, her dark hair blowing lightly in the wind as she glanced around under her dark glasses.
She'd seen quite a few hunks but none really interesting enough to leave her nice spot. It wasn't too crowded this early in the afternoon and she preferred that way. Just unwind, get a break from the grind and maybe have some fun.
A shadow fell near her and she glanced up to see a man smiling at her. He wasn't beefcake material but not too bad looking, sandy blond hair and a nice build, with a light shirt and red suit. "Hi," he smiled. "I'm Tim."
"Jamie," she nodded back. "Nice to meet you."
Tim carefully crouched next to her, putting Jamie off a bit but she decided to let him be. "So, having a good time?"
"Not bad," Jamie said, still staring outward at the ocean. "Just trying to kick back a little."
"Yeah, the beach is a nice place to relax, I think," Tim nodded as she formally sat next to her. "I like to look at the waves myself, you know? I just like to look out at those nice waves, watching them wash in and out, in and out, I just like to watch the waves, I just like to watch the waves washing in and out, in and out, I just like to watch the waves wash in and out, in and out. They're so soothing to watch, really, it's so soothing to watch the waves wash back and forth, back and forth.
"You can see the light glinting off the waves as they wash, in and out, in and out, it's so nice to look at, it's so very nice to look at, Jamie, it's just so nice to look at. Just watch the waves, Jamie, just watch them wash in and out, in and out, so nice and soothing. You can feel yourself relaxing as you watch the waves, Jamie, you can feel yourself relaxing as you watch the waves, just relaxing more and more, Jamie, relaxing more and more as you watch the waves, just relax more and more as you watch the waves, Jamie, just relax more and more."
Tim kept his eyes fixed on Jamie as he spoke, watching her breathing slow and steady, her facial muscles relaxing as he spoke. Tim had been using waves as a great hypnosis tool for a while now and always looked for the women who spent a while looking at the waves. He'd seen that nice sign of peacefullness with them with Jamie and knew she'd make a good subject. She was rewarding his patience as he was sure her eyes were drooping behind their sunglasses, slumping slightly in her chair as he talked.
"And you feel the waves like they're coming over you, Jamie, you feel those waves washing over you. You just feel the waves washing over you, Jamie, you feel them washing over you, relaxing you with every wave, you feel more and more relaxed with every wash of waves over you, Jamie, you just feel so very, very relaxed the more the waves wash over you. Very relaxed, Jamie, very relaxed, just close your eyes and give into this relaxation, Jamie, just give into these waves of relaxation."
He watched Jamie's head slump slightly and carefully pulled her glasses down a bit to see her closed eyes. Nodding, Tim spoke. "Jamie, listen very carefully......"
"Wow, this is nice," Jamie said as she walked around the small grotto. It was a nice, natural beach surrounded by rock formations that made it private from the rest of the public, making it a popular late night spot for couples. "Great spot to get away from it all," Jamie continued, pulling her glasses up onto her forehead.
"I think so too," Tim nodded as he came up behind her. "Perfect for private moments."
Without warning, he grabbed her and turned her to face the ocean. "Watch the waves, Jamie," he hissed into her ear. "Watch the waves and relax."
Jamie's body relaxed in his arms, his trigger instantly putting her back under as she swayed slightly, staring outward at the ocean as Tim smiled. "You want to fuck me, don't you, Jamie?'
"Yes," she whispered, the arousal she'd had before coming to her full on thanks to his trance. Smiling, Tim carefully undid her bikini top and let it fall. He reached around and cupped her breasts, squeezing those great mounds hard. "Oooooh....." Jamie moaned as she felt him rub at her tits, pinching her nipples as pushed against her. "Take off your bottom, Jamie."
She slid it down her waist, then stepped out of it, standing naked in Tim's grasp, still staring at the ocean. Tim let his hands drift to her ass, cupping the cheeks hard and squeezing them, causing Jamie to moan in delight.
Tim quickly took off his own outfit, then brought Jamie down to the sand, rubbing and caressing her breasts hard as he did. He lay on his back and spread his legs a bit as he brought Jamie down onto his hard cock. "Just ride me, Jamie," he groaned as he rubbed her breasts. "Ride me like a wave."
Jamie obeyed, rocking herself back and forth on his rod, squeezing her thighs a bit as she started to move, her breasts putty in Tim's hands. "Ahhh...." the young man sighed, letting his hands move down Jamie's shapely body to her hips then around. "AH!" Jamie gasped as she felt Tim's hands grip her ass, spreading it a bit as Jamie kept rocking on his rod.
"Oh, yeah, baby, just like that!" Tim moaned. "Just like that, baby!"
"Ahhh....." Jamie moaned, her eyes closing, her tits bouncing with every thrust forward on Tim's cock, his hands squeezing her buttocks hard and held her to him, so he could get all of his cock into her. "Yeah, baby, yeah!" Tim groaned, his eyes fixed to Jamie's bouncing breasts as her rocks on him grew more frenetic. "Here it comes, baby! Here it comesssssssss!"
"AHHH!" Jamie cried out as she felt Tim come into her, her own orgasm hitting at the same time and giving them both an incredible thrill.
Moments later, Jamie was howling on the sand. "YESS! YESSS! YESS! HARDER!!!" Tim was driving his cock in and out of her ass, Jamie moaning as she withered on the sand, covering her breasts with grit as Tim kept shoving his cock in and out of her hard.
"AHHH!" Tim groaned as his meat slammed at Jamie's round ass, her buttocks almost red from the rubbing he was doing as he took her hard up the ass, her hair flowing around as he got ready. "YEAHHH!" he screamed as he shot his wad into her. "AHHH!" Jamie screamed as she felt him unleash his load in her ass.
After fucking one more time in the water, Tim had Jamie redress and lie on the sand. "When you wake up, you won't remember anything," Tim said softly. "Just a great nap and that's it. Now, tonight, you'll get a phone call and when you hear the sound of waves, you'll fall back into this trance and do what I say."
Tim moved off, leaving Jamie to sleep this off. He had to get his recorder system ready and a camera too for tonight. He had plans to get him and Jamie to do a mob scene the producers never thought of.
THE END
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