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Author's Notes: Usual crap about how you shouldn't read this if you're not supposed to and stuff. An old idea of mine I've been wanting to put out for a while now. Hope you like it.
Being a "gopher" wasn't the worst job in the world. Mark had certainly had ones a hell of a lot worse. Sure, he got yelled at and treated like crap sometimes by the directors and crew but that had happened a lot before and he was used to it. For Mark, that was a very small price to pay to be near a living goddess.
Okay, so it would be a stretch to say that working on the set of "VIP" made Mark a bosom buddy to Pamela Anderson but he did get a lot closer to her than most other guys could dream of. Sure, it was mostly just to run her a bottle of water or something but he did talk to her from time to time which was a thrill in itself.
Like any big star, Pam was a bit hard to get a read on. Sometimes, she was kind and considerate. Other times, when the shoots were running long and tempers frayed, she could be something of a bitch. But she did take the time to know Mark's name and thank him when she could.
Pam had something of an exotic air to her, no matter her attempts to act like a normal girl. Part of that was her incredible beauty, long blond hair framing that gorgeous face, her body putting a strain on any outfit she had to wear.
Another reason could be the fact that virtually every man in the country knew what she looked like naked thanks to her bevy of "Playboy" pictorials and her tight and revealing outfits on television left little to the imagination.
Put it together with her tabloid encounters and Pam was enough to make any man want her and more than one guy on the set wished her could "accidentally" walk into her in a revealing moment but her bevy of bodyguards prevented that.
However, Mark was patient and, more importantly, observant. He knew Pam could be alone at times, which was what he hoped for. Unlike most of the other guys, who could only dream, Mark had plans to get with Pam in a way that would mean no trouble for him or her. Mainly since Pam wouldn't know about it.
It was a cool day for shooting, which made it a bit uncomfortable for Pam, given that in her scenes, she wore only a loose tan top, arms and a bit of cleavage exposed with a mini skirt. Shooting had to be tricky so as not to pick up her obviously erect nipples under the shirt which every man found himself drawn to.
The shooting was taking a break while they got ready for the next scene and, as usual, Pam was wandering to a quiet part of the lot, away from all the hustle and bustle. She had done it before and Mark knew few people bothered her at those times so he was given a golden opportunity to make his dreams come true.
He carefully moved up behind Pam, noticing how the cool breeze blew her hair. "Hi," he said.
Pam turned to him, letting out a light smile. "Hey."she said. "How's it going?"
"I was going to ask the same," Mark said. "You look a bit tired out." "Ah, nothing big," Pam shrugged, brushing some hair out of her eyes. "It just gets to me after a bit, that's all, all the pressure coming onto me."
"Well, I do have a method for dealing with that," Mark said, taking advantage of the opening. "It's something I do to help me relax." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue crystal attached to a chain. He hung it a few inches before Pam's face, letting it swing gently in the breeze.
"Just watch the crystal, Pam, watch it swing back and forth, back and forth, watch the crystal, Pam, watch the pretty crystal swing, back and forth, back and forth, just watch it swing, Pam, just watch it swing back and forth, back and forth, watch the crystal, back and forth, Pam, back and forth."
Pam's eyes were watching the crystal, her face relaxing as Mark talked to her softly, leading her skillfully and quickly into a trance. "You're feeling sleep now, Pam, you're feeling very, very sleepy, so very sleepy, Pam, so very, very sleepy. As you watch the crystal swing back and forth, back and forth, you just feel more and more sleepy, Pam, more and more sleepy as it swings back and forth, back and forth, more and more sleepy, Pam, you're so very, very sleepy."
"Sleepy....." Pam whispered, her eyes fluttering as she followed the swinging crystal.
"Yes, Pam, you're so sleepy, so very, very sleepy, you want to close your eyes and sleep, Pam, you want to close your eyes now and sleep, go into a deep sleep, Pam, a deep sleep, go into a very deep, deep sleep. Sleep, sleep, deep sleep."
Pam's eyes shut and Mark lowered the crystal and watched her, noting her entranced face. She was a terrific subject, going under much faster than he had expected. "Okay, Pam, listen to me carefully. I'm going to start giving you instructions and you'll want to follow them all the way, Pam, all the way."
"All the way....." Pam whispered as Hank spoke to her......
Dusk was beginning to fall and the crew were breaking up for the night, getting ready for the morning's shoots. The cast were moving to their own trailers, Pam's the most large and lavish of the bunch of course. Mark licked his lips as he came up to it, knocking three times. "Come in," Pam's voice said.
Mark opened the door and entered, looking about the nice trailer before his eyes fell on Pam. He felt his eyes bug out at the sight of her completely naked. Okay, he had seen it before, but this was different, she was here in the flesh, her large breasts and exposed pussy right in front of him.
"Thanks for dropping by, Mark," Pam said, apparently not noticing she was naked. Which, thanks to Mark's hypnotic skills, she didn't, thus giving Mark an up-close and personal look at her incredible bod exposed.
Pam frowned as she came forward. "Say, Mark, I kind of forgot. Why did I ask you here, anyway?"
"Maybe it was to see this," Mark said, holding the crystal back up. Pam's eyes tracked its swinging movement for a few seconds before shutting and sending her back into a trance.
"You're asleep again, Pam," Mark said. "Asleep and naked and you feel so good, so very good that way, Pam. But you want to feel better, Pam, you want to feel better, you want to feel sexy. Do you want to feel sexy, Pam?"
"Yeah...." Pam whispered.
With that, Mark moved forward and hugged her, kissing her full on the lips. Pam's hands moved down his back, squeezing his ass as he moved his hands to her own ass, rubbing those wonderful cheeks hard, hearing Pam moan through the kiss as the arousal took her.
In seconds, Mark was naked and sprawled on the bed, Pam straddling him and riding his hard cock. Her blond hair bounced with every move forward, just like her great breasts, moaning as she rode Mark's rod. "Oh, yeah...." he hissed as he moved his hands up to her breasts, cupping and squeezing them hard. "Ahh!" Pamela let out as she let him knead her tits, pinching the nipples as she continued to work her pussy onto his cock.
"Keep it up, baby, keep it up!" Mark hissed as he pushed her breasts together, loving the look of savage lust on Pam's face as he kept up the hand work on her chest, his cock working around her pussy with every thrust of her body forward. "Oh, yeah, baby, do it like that!" Pam yelled. "Oh, yeah, do it, do it, do it, DO ITTTTTTT!" Pam threw herself back as Mark shot his wad into her with an "FUCK, YEAHHHH!" the two enjoying a massive orgasm.
Mark pulled himself out of Pamela and moved her onto her back. He took a moment to look at her wonderful chest, the object of so many of his fantasies and moved his face to it, reaching his tongue out to lick her nipples as he pushed her breasts together. He took a few minutes to let his face explore her gorgeous tits, then moved up, pushing his cock to Pam's face.
"Suck my cock," Mark ordered and Pam obeyed, taking his rod into her mouth and letting her lips run over the hard shaft as Mark pushed it in and out of her mouth. "Oh, yeah, harder, suck it harder," Mark hissed, letting Pam suck and lick at him, his balls running over her chin.
Feeling himself ready to let loose, Mark pulled his cock out of Pam's mouth and to her chest, running it over the nipples and curves before putting it in between her breasts and running it up and down her cleavage. "Oh, that's so gooooood....." Pam moaned as she felt his cock pressed in between her tits. Mark pulled it up just as he let loose, shooting semen all over her chest, yelling in pleasure as he did.
Mark moved his face back to Pam's chest, licking the curves, tasting his own cum on his tongue as he did. He knew Pam would never remember this but he would have an "in" with a gorgeous star who knew other gorgeous stars. Who knew. If he played his cards right, he might become a VIP himself.
THE END
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