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Syd

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Episode 4: MAGIC MICK

Erotica Sex Story: Episode 4: MAGIC MICK - 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  

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It took a week to arrange the Jake Master’s casting call to take form. Longer than intended but obligations to members at the BDSM retreat where Eric Brannon wanted the casting to take place had to follow their own set of rules. He submitted like a lesser male! Maybe that was a test for even him. Patience!

Forewarning Sydney the night prior of a conference call between he, she, and famous actor Mickey Rourke things took an unexpected turn. Rourke who actually lived in LA already chose to fly in early from visiting family in Europe. He wanted to physically meet with Brannon and his star Sydney Sweeney in person. Dinner it was! Eric just needed to touch base with Syd and warn her yet again of the requested changes. ZOOM calls were his favorite for chatting with the blonde bombshell.

“Evening, Syd! Sorry to bother you so late.” Eric sat forward squinting! “What’s all that racket in the background?” Eyes on, it looked as if she were getting a massage, her head laying over folded arms as she looked at him from her laptop.

“My friend Jade and I are trying out the new sex machines I purchased.”

“During a massage?” He saw hands kneading at her back.

“It’s really relaxing.” A squeal to her right Sydney giggled! “That was Jade. Don’t mind her she’s lost in only one machine. I’m using two.” Lifting her laptop over her head and panning down Eric saw two active dildos performing on metal poles slamming both her vulva and her anus. Her masseuse was a hunky man who resembled Mario Lopez in his youth. Shirtless and muscles well-toned! He nodded knowing he had been seen in person. Laptop back on the table in front of her she was ready to chat again.

“You never cease to surprise me.”

“Which is why I strike the imagination of millions.”

“Fantasizes gone wild.”

Jade had an orgasm and begged their masseuse Paco to shut it off. Sydney ordered him not to while laughing. “Bitch, enjoy yourself.” An “I hate you, Sydney!” heard, the racket continued.

“As if! Anyways! What’s up, Eric?”

“I just got off the phone with Mickey Rourke. He wants a physical meet and greet. Dinner on the studio here in LA tomorrow night. We can’t get into the BDSM retreat for the Jake casting until Wednesday. Are you up to having dinner with Mick?”

“Sure! Just let me know where and I’ll have my bodyguards Willy and Dick accompany me out in public. I’ll need to watch my image if we’re dining somewhere fancy. Is it possible we can keep a low profile to avoid rumors of our movie getting out before we even begin shooting?”

“I’ll have Byron make some calls. Maybe he can rent a restaurant for a few hours so that it’s just the three of us. I’ll message Mick about that possibility.”

“Perfect!” Her expression was changing the more they spoke. “Hold that though, Eric.” A minute later Sydney climaxed over her dueling seesaw sex machines. Paco shut them down at her waving. Jade was heard a second time before her own machine ceased operation. Hair a mess and no makeup on Sydney looked up at Eric then blew strands of hair from her eyes. “Best investment ever.”

“Sounds like it!”

Slipping by Syd, Eric saw her friend Jade walk behind the tables as pretty as she pleased, butt ass naked and fanning her features. She did not bother to even look or apologize for her streaking. Paco followed her out leaving Syd to herself once he lured the machines free of her trickling holes.

“What a workout!” Syd panted, fanning her overheated features. Before she could continue to chat, her dog Tank reared up on his hind legs and sniffed at her inner thighs. “DON’T YOU DARE! GO LAY DOWN!” A lick was barely avoided! “Don’t get any ideas to add canines to the script.” She laughed, pointing at Eric.

“Not in my world! No worries there, Syd. I can let you go. Just keep an eye on a text. I’ll send you a time and place to meet tomorrow night.”

“Okay! I need to watch some of Mickey’s movies. I know who he is, I just haven’t seen any of his older stuff. Any recommendations?”

“Wild Orchid parts 1 and 2 are sexy. Angel Heart! Body Heat! 9 and a Half Weeks with Kim Bassinger! Try those!”

“I’ll grab a shower and find those. Jade and I can veg and eat ice cream watching them.” Rolling over she looked back over her head at Eric as she squeezed her breasts. “Miss me, Eric?”

“You know it!”

“I hope Mister Rourke has some good input being a veteran of erotica.” As she spoke, her pooch tried again to rear up on the table. This time Tank managed a good three licks over her weeping cunt. Caught off guard Syd yelped. “HEY! WRONG CAT, WRONG TREE! KNOCK IT OFF!” Eric had to laugh! “Fuck you, Eric.”

“One of these days I hope.” He chuckled! “Everyone is getting you but me.”

“Hey, I gave you a blowjob at least and let you jerk off over me.” Again, Tank insisted on further stealthy licks. Four more good lashes, tongue actually inside her vulva she arched her back at the sensations before putting a stop to it. Using her feet she pushed her pup away. “Not my finest moment. You did not see me arch my back and almost moan.”

“I just thought you pictured me taking you missionary. I can dress up like your dog if you want and roleplay.”

“Not funny!” She rolled back onto her tummy and kicked her legs up and down at the knee. “It’s going to be a busy week. Dinner, the Jake casting, I have a lingerie shoot for my SYRN line, a few scripts to read. Now that I’m done with season 3 of Euphoria, I have a lot of projects I want to sink my teeth into. I have Gundam on the horizon. I had to bow out of The Masque of the Red Death due to that. Oh! And I was contacted by a sporting prediction app called Novig. They are wanting me to buy in and help promote their site. I’m bound to piss off some female athletes. Oh, well!”

“Careful of the image. Byron Banks is huge into sports; he might buy in too. Aside of that, our movie should move along pretty quickly. I think we can get this knocked out in two months. Once we get the main scenes down, we can set out editing, so it doesn’t look like total porn.”

“This is so cool actually doing porn without the general public not really knowing.”

“Does your friend Jade know?”

“No way! Well, not to the extreme I want to do this. She would probably call me insane to jeopardize my future this way.” Looking over her shoulder, she chuckled! “Sounds like Paco took Jade for a spin. He has a crush on her.”

“Yeah, I do empathize with you. This adventure is a risk. I can genuinely see how much you love the potential though. These castings for Ethan and Max have gotten out of hand.”

“I’m not complaining. I do have a few bruises but nothing major. Yet! The big worry on my mind is the Jake casting and the rougher stuff. I absolutely need whomever we cast as Jake to be ... ruthless and almost barbaric. I picture him doing things to me like Byron did. Byron might have just spoiled me. Foot long dicks as thick as his... “ She fanned her face with bulging eyes to accompany her visions. “Jake has to be as big. Promise me that we cast a guy who could be a wrestler and so endowed that it brings out my finest performance to date.”

“I’ll do my best. The important part is chemistry amongst actors. He has to work well beside Ethan, Max, and Daddy Dominic too. Then there is their business manager Genesis Wynch. Her role I’m saving for last.”

“I was thinking about her character. We’ve never discussed her casting. I feel like she might be a missed opportunity.”

“Scott is tinkering with the script concerning her. I want to explore her further in any sequels to this.”

“I’ve always wanted to lick Alexandria Daddario.” Syd laughed! “Too old for Genesis? I loved her nude scene in the first episode of True Detective years ago. Honestly even that scene is better than anything I’ve done so far. Eh, maybe not. I think I topped it.”

“Yes, you have. She holds her age well. Maybe!”

“What if she’s a Domina and joins Jake in abusing Sydney Neal.”

“Intriguing idea! I guess it would all depend on her interests these days.”

“Enquire! My mind and body want to know.”

“I didn’t realize you were bisexual.”

“I’m not! Well, I’ve dabbled some! But in her case, I’d go all out.” Reacting to her dog Tank licking her toes this time, she rolled her eyes then let him continue. At least it wasn’t her twat. “I just had a couple of ideas.”

“Let’s hear them.”

“Sydney Neal doesn’t have a toe sucking scene. Also, wouldn’t it be crazy if we really went all out and had some big-name actresses at Jake’s BDSM retreat, not in casting but as background characters. Maybe they could all wear leather hoods where you can only see their mouths and eyes to protect their identities.”

“That would be a hard sell.”

“For you maybe.” She giggled! “I bet I could convince Zendaya. Put some fake tattoos on her and maybe piercings it would fool Tom Holland. You know Amanda Seyfried and I are besties now. She’s confided in me her freak side.”

“Damn! You might be onto something.”

“You look into Alexandria. Have her call me if she needs a pep talk. I’ll put feelers out to my girls. Hell, try Dakota Johnson and Isabela Merced. We bonded great on that loser Madame Web movie. Hoods save careers but gives them fantasies.”

“I’m going to have to jerk off if you keep this up.” Just as he said that Sydney’s dog Tank tried again, she having spread her legs a bit. Digging in and licking her asshole Syd exhaled and froze in expression. “Hold that face! That’s the one I want on film.” He snapped a photo of it on his cell to keep for reference.

“Fuck!” Tank was really digging in now. First time for everything, she endured it a good three minutes before again putting a stop to it.

“Hey! I’m the director here, I say Cut.” Eric chuckled!

“All of this has my hormones crazy.” She admitted! “I’m really not into bestiality, Eric. I swear!”

“Your life not mine. Did you decide on who you felt most connected with as Max? I personally liked that Bronson guy; he had you crazy.”

“They all did.” She held her forehead feigning a blush. “Can I ask you something, Eric?”

“You don’t have to say it like that, just ask whatever is on your mind.”

“Can we really pull this off making a serious porno and bluff the world?”

“That’s what great acting and skillful editing solves. You’re quite the queen of misdirect so, I’d say yes. We both know people want you to evolve in both solid roles and the nude scenes.”

“Can we get away with actually showing my pussy? I don’t want to be like Robbie and keep my legs closed in a full frontal. I want to make a statement. I mean if James Gunn can show an orgy scene with penis swings in of all things a Peacemaker show, why can’t women show off their wide-open vagina and butthole. I want to change that perspective. I need to show the world just how beautiful the human anatomy is.”

“And we hope to help you achieve that without getting slapped upside the head by the movie industry. You’re right, Gunn got away with a lot and that was on television. Same for the current version of Spartacus.”

“Not even those haven’t pushed the boundaries enough. Even if you edit things to be brief, I want my vagina wide open on screen. I want an actual tongue shown eating me. I want actual penetration multiple times in this. If Armas can suck a dick, then so can I. I want cum shots.”

“Speaking of cum shots.” He laughed! “I just saw that face cream advertisement you did where you squirt lotion on your face. I laughed my ass off.”

“I want a real load in my face in the movie. The viewing public can handle it.”

“He’s back!” Eric pointed at her dog Tank reared up on his hind legs behind her sniffing. “He sure loves his mommy.”

“Ugh!”

She lifted her ass higher as if to block her pooch from sight. Hearing a whimper just before her expression changed, Eric just knew that Tank was back to licking her vagina. Her eyes could not lie to him; she was liking it. Her right hand moving underneath her body before a second wave of expression changes, he sensed that she was either rubbing her clit or prying her vulva wider.

“Need me to let you go, Syd?”

“No! Just don’t judge me.”

“Never! He must be doing a good job.”

“Too good! This movie is really messing with me, Eric. All I can think about is cumming these days. I even fucked my bodyguards in a limo. They deserved a raise.”

“Nice! I’m glad you can be open with me. It sounds like you need a confidante.”

“I tell Amanda Seyfried everything. Between us, she’s a freak too. I’m even on a good level with Dakota Johnson; we text all the time.”

“Do you really think they would do the BDSM scenes wearing hoods?”

“I know they would. I shouldn’t tell you this, but Dakota lets her dad beat off over her. Zendaya could be harder to coax but she might shock me. She’s more careful about her image than I am.”

“Understandable! I’m totally game if we can pull that off. It would be insane knowing we had a bunch of female royalty getting fucked and the audience never knowing. That might be a major turn on for them.”

“Absolutely! Fuck!” Rolling over to her back again Eric could see Tank better. He could also witness Syd pry her pussy lips wide and whisper, “Scooby snack!” Tank went to town licking her cunt. “I give up, Eric.” She went so far as to carefully lift her laptop again and give Eric a birds-eye view of Tank’s dinner plans. Vicious little guy!

“Looks it!”

“I’m cumming! Shit! Shit! Shit!” Squirting hard was all that made Tank back off, spooked by the rain he caused. “Bath time!” Nope! Tank took off running. “Eric?” She resettled with her laptop on the table again, blowing strands of hair from her face.

“Yeah?”

“Puppy just gave me an idea. I want Jake to look like the singer Pitbull on steroids. The real Pitbull should have a song on the movie soundtrack.”

“Noted! We haven’t nailed down a composer yet.”

“Sabrina Carpenter should too. Maybe Arianna Grande!”

“Damn! Imagine those two in bondage hoods.”

“I have both of their numbers, I can ask. It would be quick cameos on film even if it’s longer in filming the scenes.”

“Go for it. Just swear them to secrecy.”

“They love me. Sabrina would for sure. Arianna, a maybe.”

“Alright! Go crazy! I need sleep, you have fun and I’ll text you in the morning after Byron does us a solid.”

“Night, Eric! Love you!”

“Love you too, Nympho!”

“I so am!” A tongue flip later she logged out! Sitting up she heard Jade have a third screaming orgasm then a deafening squeal of, “TAAAAAAAANK!” Paco laughing sent Syd to investigate. Catching Paco with Jade in missionary she saw Tank behind them licking both her anal pucker and Paco’s big balls. Dragging Tank away by his collar Syd took him out of the spare bedroom and closed the door. “Bad puppy! Bad!” Eying the dog’s collar she smirked.

“Why do I not have a line of collars and chokers for SYRN.”

She would within the week!


The following day Sydney received the invite to a small but elegant restaurant in Beverly Hills called Bell’s Kitchen, recently opened by a winner of Gordan Ramsay’s Hell’s Kitchen. The owner was Lolita Bell. Not quite 5-star but all in good time.

At 7:00 PM, Eric Brannon and his cameraman Phil arrived together and had first rate parking. Only two chefs and one waiter were even in the building. At first, Eric and Phil thought a hobo was hanging out until they realized it was Mickey Rourke.

“Is that him?” Phil cringed!

“Christ! He’s seriously lost his way, hasn’t he.”

“Are you sure he’s right for Dominic?”

“We’re about to find out.” Eric shut his Escalade off and climbed out, Phil joining him with a shoulder bag for his camera. “Mick?” Looking up from his cell Mickey Rourke grinned. “Thanks for joining us. I’m Eric Brannon, my camera guy Phil Mybody. Phil will sit off at another table until he’s asked over. I just want a chemistry round of shots between you and Sydney.”

“My pleasure! Is she here?”

“Should be any minute. She won’t stand us up. This picture is a passion project for her.”

“Does she even know who I am?”

“Honestly, only by name until last night. We texted today and she watched your Wild Orchid films. She loves your acting.”

“Don’t let my age fool you. I can still get the job done. Two hours in a makeup chair I’ll be the same old stud I was.” Fingers crossed! He needed the money so badly he would lie to his ancestors.

“I have no doubts. Headlights pulling in, this is probably her.” He pointed at a white sedan! Parked facing them but out in the open, a man stepped out and opened the back door. Climbing out Sydney Sweeney instructed them to hang outside until she was done. From there she walked out in front of the headlights and stopped cold. Her dress was white, thin and brazen, with buttons up front unclasped from cleavage to belly button. In the lights it was totally sheer and those watching saw her every curve. Even her labia could be seen in shadow.

 
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