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Episode 3: PENTHOUSE PET
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 3: PENTHOUSE PET - Sydney Sweeney has taken the world by storm. America's Sweetheart is one smart cookie, nookie, depending on the performance. Euphoria put her on the map, among sorted other places in the dirty minds of the men who love her. I think what is on everyone's mind is just how far the bombshell beauty will go with her career. Her newest top-secret movie might shed some light on that. If you thought Levinson used her to her fullest potential you haven't seen anything yet. And... ACTION!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa BiSexual Heterosexual Celebrity Fan Fiction BDSM Rough Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Spitting Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism
“What are you doing, Banks? Telling Sydney to make a porn is a bit straightforward.”
“Don’t be a ninny, Brannon. She’s been doing that all along. We’ve played into her fantasy as much as she has ours. I just pushed her over the edge.”
“I see that on my own, but she’s been trying hard to stay in character up until now.”
“Bullshit! She’s a fucking nympho. Euphoria and its showrunner Levinson discovered her and went out of his way to start what we can finish. She was a shy kid from Washington state before he got her naked. Once her cast members turned her on the rest clawed at her hormones until she couldn’t stop. We’ve both heard her interviews she refuses to ever stop doing nude scenes. She understands why! Her reputation has skyrocketed out of this solar system due to her fierce determination to excite men. Look at the polls! Last I looked 90% of America want her to keep doing what she’s doing. This movie will be the first NC17 to ever reach the top ten highest grossing movies of all time if we produce it right. X if we can pull it off.”
“Not even Fifty Shades of Grey got near that.”
“Watered down! Every guy wants to rape Dakota Johnson too. Take a look at how she sneaks in her flaunts on the Tonight Show. Wardrobe malfunction my black ass. On purpose just like Sweeney in her antics. She wants to bypass what she did in Grey too, she’s just bound by her contracts preventing it. We managed Sweeney at just the right time to pin her down and exploit her. Just listen to her screams right now.” Both men paused to listen from the distance even over song after song playing in the background. In Byron’s penthouse office it was a good three massive rooms away.
“Does that sound as if she’s wanting it to stop?”
Scratching his scalp Eric Brannon sighed, “No! Not even close! Listen, I want her as bad as you and every other guy. I just feel ... protective of her.”
“She admitted that a three-picture deal sounded good. I’m locking her in for the next five years. After she reaches a certain age, she’s going to lose steam. She’s what 28 now? Let’s avoid those years. If she remains on top ... lovely thought, there ... then we can continue to do business.”
“We’re not officially releasing a porno though. You know as well as I that we will need to cut out 80% of her active sex scenes. I can only be creative in masking the goodies so much.”
“But we get genuine responses with every climax, every eye contact that says fuck me, and the satisfaction of keeping men happy.”
“I better get back to her. You sent Pete away so, it’s just me and Phil at this point to manage this. I need to be there to discover our Maximillion.”
“Go to lunch.”
“Call lunch and have the actors get dressed?”
“No! You go to lunch! This is all her and them. I trust my instincts that she already knows who her Max candidates are. Let these wannabes get off in and on her. I enforced condoms so we don’t have a pregnant star. I pulled a few of those guys aside to spread the word.”
“Jesus! This is my movie, Banks.”
“And my bucks behind it. Just trust me! Go iron down the Master’s dad. I like that Michael Rourke option. Offer him a cool five mill to be Dominic Master’s. If he doesn’t bite, he’s lost his way in acting.”
“Unbelievable!”
“Belief is half the battle!”
Byron opened his door and motioned the director out then walked him to the elevator. Escorted in, Eric headed down to rendezvous with his casting director. Once Byron knew that Eric was out of the building, he hit a button that locked him out completely. “Now! Down to business!” Darkness ruled his roost!
Inside the bed chamber twenty quite healthy men in their mid-thirties stood surrounding a massive King size bed observing would be Maximillion’s taking turns making love to Sydney Sweeney. Cameraman Phil Merbody was blowing through film by the cartridge in capturing what Eric Brannon had asked for. Byron Banks asked for pure porn and Sydney was putting her holes out there like a champion hustler honey. His own dick was bursting in his briefs. He had literally nutted three times just today alone and suffered the soiled fabric. Luckily, he had a change of clothes on site, it was his penthouse.
Currently her lover was actor Sabastian Katt, buff but not overpowering. A solid six-pack and shoulder mass was his claim to frame. Atop her missionary, he was enjoying his ten-minute limit as much as she was. Her legs wrapped about his hips anchoring him in, he maintained a sensual rhythm that had her purring. After her last lover took her harder this was more the Max approach that was in his character. Having a nine-inch, bottle thick penis in his favor, she was sharing her big blue eyes without any desire to blink. He could easily fall in love with her expression. Every pant, every tender moan had her brain fuzzy.
Banks ventured back to observe her for himself, moving next to Phil after patting a few men on the backs and asking via whisper what they thought of this casting method. Of course they admitted it to perfection. A few of them showed him full condoms, ordered to not throw them away but rather save them to feed her later. Only five men thus far had auditioned in the bed scene. Fifteen more to blow!
In revealing his presence to her Sydney looked up at Byron with a joyous if not teary gaze. A smile offered he knew she wasn’t crying out of regret. Those were the eyes of grateful pleasure. A smug nod on Byron’s part he waved her along as if saying he needed more out of her. With a gnawed upon lower lip she drew Sabastian in for a kiss. After seeing her nibble he firstly frenched with her then bit and tugged on her tongue for Phil to record. He then bit her lower lip and did the same. So sexy!
An egg timer deployed to monitor each lover buzzed, ending the reign of Max number ten. Pulling out with sadness, Sabastian whispered that it was an honor to have had the chance to make love to her. Going unfinished concerning filling his condom he stood away and beat off into it as it dangled from his tip. Watching his competition mount her was enough to polish off his desires.
The next Maximillion moved in to her side and rolled her to her hip. Introducing his eight-inch up inside her he then lured her face up to meet him with a feverish lip lock. Holding her chin firmly there was no escape as he fucked her in a vivid manner. The angle allowed Phil to capture the perfect penetration. Only that red condom ruined the shot. Sad, but necessary! To be honest they should have had condoms in use earlier. She had no demands concerning it, she was on birth control. But again, not many men came inside her today. The Ethan Master’s casting of a few days ago was a whole other story. Cream pies galore!
Stepping back out to prevent the actors from becoming edgy over his interference, Byron went out to his sunken living room with a scotch and sat down. Taking out his phone, he made a call.
“Darius, my man! I’d ask how it’s hanging but I hate my competition.” He patted his big cock in hiding. “I might have an offer you can’t refuse. I know you’re always searching for girls to be in your BLACKD videos. I think I have one you might like to exploit, only on my terms.”
On the other end of the phone was porn promoter Darius Hughes of Dread Bull Pictures, a new up and coming site for black destruction of white and Latina beauties. “That a fact? What ‘cha got, Bankshot?”
“I can’t give you a name to protect my own interests, but I can give you fame as long as she wears a leather hood to mask her identity.”
“Aw, man!”
“Take it or leave it. You’ll know who it is in time but for now I need to keep my own Swiss bank account full.”
“Not even a hint?”
“Let’s just say she’s taken Hollywood by storm in more ways than one.” He chuckled! “Take that as a sign.” Sydney Sweeney had recently climbed the famed Hollywood sign in LA as part of a promotional. Not even that stunt got her into hot water with the law. Too many cops adored her sweet ass. She tested that theory just as proof of her invincibility. Job well done!
“No clue! I trust you Bro. When you want to do this?”
“Next weekend! I’ll bring her to you. That mask does not come off. Just get the best video you can of it. Let’s say round up eight of your finest bulls and put her through her paces.”
“Feet like you and I?”
“Eight feet sounds likes a good rumble. Make it happen. I’ll be in touch.” Hanging up Byron grinned! “Sydney Sweetie! Used abused and none will ever know the facts.” Byron Banks was all about money. Pimp supreme!
Three more Max auditions reaching climax Sydney had to pee. An ensuite attached, she limped inside but left the door open. Filmed by Phil even peeing, she razzed the camera. Phil decided to lower his camcorder. “Are you doing okay?”
“Never better! Tired of seeing me in action?”
“Not possible! You’re amazing! No matter what you endure, I swear your sexiness still shines through.”
“Why thank you, Phil.”
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure!” She wiped but remained seated on the toilet, a bidet rinsing her inner portfolio.
“When you climbed the Hollywood sign what was that really about?” Speaking of!
“I like straddling WOOD!” She giggled! “I’m fearless, what can I say.”
“That you are!” Behind Phil two of the actors stepped in. Both admitted to needing to use the latrine once she was done.
“I can prove how fearless.” She told Phil!
Standing up she knelt down on the tile and looked up at them with those puppy blue eyes. “Pup Pee!” She spoke seductively! “You know exactly what I’m saying.” Phil quickly lifted his camera. The actors looked at one another chuckling then stepped closer. Posing their equal eights over her, they wagged their tails then urinated all over Sydney. Her mouth wide, they took turns aiming down her throat. No gagging, pure adrenalin, she swallowed piss with pride. A “Jesus” moment mumbled by Phil, she winked at him.
With a shower behind her she stood up and motioned the two men to follow her. After getting pissed on she needed to freshen up. “Come with me Max ... and Max.” Inside the glass chamber she ignited a cascade of chilling water, squealing over the cold effects. Her nipples rose even higher. Handing them a luffa and bar soap the men cleansed her flesh as Phil recorded it. “Hit me, Max.” she called over her shoulder.
Max number one Shephard Wiley took her from behind, pressing her gorgeous titties into the glass. Theatrics for Phil she moaned as he fucked her cunt from behind. Luring John Holland in, she kissed him while Shephard increased his momentum. Syd was crying out into John’s mouth even with urine breath. No condom on, Shephard had to pull out fast and pelted her tight little ass with creamy delight.
Kiss unbroken, John was well-aware of his competitions move. Manhandling Syd, John plucked her up facing him and lifted her into his embrace. His cock locating her vulva he carried her to the shower wall and made love to her. Fuck that egg timer! This was his chance to break the rules and blame her. Phil in his precision hadn’t even considered the limit. All he knew was that he was enjoying watching her cum with elegant sensuality. The passion John exuded had her digging nails into his back. Best autograph ever!
Shephard now outside of the shower to not be in the shot, simply watched with admiration. “I just fucked, Sydney Sweeney!” the shock had him hard all over again. The show for him had him beating off, he was good for another round.
John’s version of Max was subtle at first but then he recalled what Eric Brannon had said in Max asserting more. Thinking fast while his throbbing beast moved in and out, he portrayed Max unable to hold back. Thrusting his hips harder and deeper she began rambling “Yes, Max! Yes, Max! Be all you can be.”
Whispering, “You got it whore.” into her ear she smiled and palmed his face. Enticing eye contact she failed to blink until he couldn’t hold out a second longer. John detonated up her cunt and grunted over a dozen times before his tank was empty. That earned him more passion on Syd’s part. They kissed for three long minutes. Finally, Phil knocked on the glass right above where Shephard had left semen streaks roaming South. Take that, Sweeney! Shephard’s vengeance!
Laughing together John lowered Syd to the floor and admitted their connection. Noses cuddling briefly she patted his chest and slowly nudged him away. Looking out through the glass Syd realized she had company. Nosey actors heard them so, filed into the bathroom, not a limp dick one. Syd had that effect on men.
Prompting John to leave left her alone in the steamy shower she beguiled the newcomers by pressing her tits back into the glass then licking the pane as if cum on it. Once she felt that they were mesmerized, she slowly erotically stepped back into the stream of water and drowned her face. Hands rolling her hair back, she ignored them just to see what they might do.
Phil, without her noticing waved four of six into the shower with her. Sharing space together they swarmed her. Lips were all over her, kissing her neck, shoulders, and inevitably nipples. Enjoying herself, she reacted with a divide and conquer method, going from kissing one man, then the next. All four relished in her tongue.
Amid her passionate exchanges her hands kept busy, also going from penis to penis in hopes to ignite their true destiny. The more she tended to them, they tended to her. They loved her nipples so much she swooned at their hunger pangs. Behind her, actor Gentry Collins slid his erection up between her thighs and facsimile fucked her, his dick crossing her clit time and time again. Friction, as pleasant as it was, she needed more.
With careful capture of his bobsled, she guided it up into her cunt. Game on! While Gentry hit that honey hole up front actor Perry Coleman teased her clit with his own thick crown as he kissed her throat. Gentry lifted her a bit off of her feet to compensate height, the men were all over 6’2, she at 5’3.