Dove Cameron readied herself. Part of her couldn’t believe she had arranged this sort of thing in the first place. If word of this night got out at all, her image would be ruined. But she didn’t care. She had needs, mental and physical, that she needed to have satisfied.

Her father’s death had left a gaping hole in her psyche. She was only fifteen when it happened. He had killed himself. And the reason for that was that apparently he was a closet case. Everyone had consoled her in her time of need. She had spoken publicly about it to the whole world, advocating for mental health awareness. But deep down she could feel they were all laughing at her. There was no other choice. She had to take this situation into her own hands.

So it was that she stepped into the room where her client was waiting for her. She had gone well out of her way to find him. Middle aged, not fat, maybe slightly pudgy underneath his clothes, and he had a receding hairline, he almost looked exactly like her father did when he did himself in. Not the kind of guy you’d find on the Hollywood walk of fame. That suited her. All that mattered was that he was what she needed.

And she knew he needed her as well. She had offered him a hefty paycheck. An average Joe like him would do anything to get this kind of cash. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity for him, the thing that would change his life forever. For her, it was chump change. This experience right now was the thing that would change her life for the better.

He was sitting in a chair. His back was still facing her. She hadn’t let any details slip about what exactly was going to happen tonight, only that he was being offered damn good money for it. He himself was eager to get the money, but he was also a little nervous. This room was as fine as anything else, easily the most lavish place he had been in his whole life. Fine furniture, a nice bed in the corner. If he could spend the rest of his life in this room, he’d have it made.

But he didn’t know what was going to happen. There was a laptop sitting open on a nearby desk. Part of him was thinking he was going to be part of one of those red room livestream murders, something you’d find on the deep web. He already felt out of his depth. That feeling only deepened when he heard the clacking of her high heels as she went inside.

The clacking continued until she was right at his back. He felt her hands move onto his bare shoulders. “I’ve missed you daddy...” she cooed to him. He jumped up a little at that. Her voice was so sweet and seductive, the sound of a whore. Definitely the sound of a girl too young for him. She was almost thirty at that point but she was no less beautiful for it. And her talents working for the Disney Channel let her effortlessly put on that same voice that had captivated her young audience but now with the dark echo of a lusty siren having so many needs.

Every hair on his body stood up on end when she gave a breathy sigh on the back of his neck. She massaged his shoulders for several seconds, her hands were so soft and the sensation sent shivers down his spine, and then she moved so that she was right in front of him. He gulped.

Standing in front of him was a dream most people would take without the offer of cash money. Dove was only wearing a set of black lingerie, a top that opened up to a long black gown that teased her lovely nubile body underneath. She posed for him suggestively, holding her hands behind her back.

He was ready to say something, he had bigger things on his mind then just making some cash. But then she put a finger to his lips.

“Be quiet daddy. There’s so much more I want to do right now than hear you talk.” She stood over him, putting her hands on his shoulders. “You know, I’m really good at acting and singing and it’s made me world famous. But that’s not the thing I’m most proud of. Do you know what makes me get up in the morning and thank everything that I’m still alive?”

His lips jerked nervously. He was already at a loss for words with this beautiful woman hovering over him, but he remembered her command to be silent. And he didn’t want to displease her.

Very slowly, she leaned so that her lips were at his ear. “It’s being a huge slut,” she whispered. He felt her breath on his skin with every word she spoke. He was so hard.

He watched her spin around and move to the laptop. His eyes followed her delicious form, those sexy legs, that slim ass bouncing with every step she took. The short skirt of the gown she was wearing teased him, it was see through and he could see her slender figure right through it. Then she was at the laptop. She turned on Boyfriend.

Then she walked over to him, standing several feet away from him. He watched her move aside the straps of the top of her ensemble. Her breasts jiggled from being freed of their confines and then he saw them bared before his eyes. She smiled and moved her hands down, stripping out of her underwear further. Her slim hips, her flat stomach, he looked at her with sheer adoration. When she let go of it, it fell right to her ankles. The only thing she was still wearing was a thong.

Dove was practically naked now. She moved her hands back up to her chest covering them, putting on the affect of a shy little maiden, but her actions and the lewd smile on her face spoke the truth. She twirled around and he got a real good look at her asscheeks spilling out of her little thong too.

Still covering her chest, she lowered herself down onto his lap. She ground her butt deeply onto the boner in his pants, teasing him so lovingly and moving her naked back against his torso. Her long hair spilled onto him and she looked into his eyes. He moved to kiss her and then she moved herself right back up with the natural precision of a dancer.

She turned around to look at him. She was still teasing him, covering her breasts before him, and then she sat right down on top of his lap. She rode the lump in his pants hard, she was moaning deeply all the while, and in tandem with the racy lyrics still playing, he felt like a boy going to the club for the first time. He was totally at her mercy.

Just as he was getting really hard and aching to overstep his bounds, she stood up. She turned around to face him, looking back at him. The lyrics were so sensual and menacing at the same time. It only exemplified the dark look she was giving him as she slowly strode on towards him. She was hovering over him again, looking down at him with an evil smile. He looked away and down from her poisonous gaze out of nervousness. Right at her tits.

That suited her just fine. “Do you like my tits daddy? Because I love fucking guys like you with these jugs. I’ll tell you one thing. With how big they are now, I bet they could even make your gay cock cum.”

“Wh-what...?” he said, forgetting her earlier command and simply being perplexed by how weird this encounter had turned. Those lyrics were still playing, burning themselves into his brain alongside her erotic visage, he felt like he was alone with a predator. He was beginning to wonder if the money was worth it.

Fortunately for him, Dove had other priorities on her mind. Very slowly she sauntered herself down until she was down on her knees before him. She licked her lips as she looked at the tent he was pitching in his pants. Then she snapped open the button and undid the zipper, grabbed the hem of his undershorts and lifted it down, baring his naked penis before her.

Without warning, she ensnared his dick within the confines of her breasts. He jumped back from the sweetness of it, all his worries went right out the window as he knew exactly what she wanted. She was moving herself back and forth fast and he loved it.

While he was losing himself, the laptop was still playing that song.

I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could do the shit that he never did
Up all night, I won’t quit
Thinking I’m gonna steal you from him
I could be such a gentleman
Plus all my clothes would fit

All the lyrics seemed so right to him. He looked down at her, she was still tit fucking him, and that sight alone down on her knees got him even more turned on. He always loved the sight of a hot girl pleasuring him like this, and it had been so long since he had been in such a racy situation. He was long past the age where he could score with a babe like this one. And she could easily have been his daughter.

But for all his joy from this tit fuck, the pressure building in his penis was too much. He threw his head back, crying out louder and louder. It had been so long since he was moved to a nut this fast and yet here it was. His moans became labored, and yet it was nothing compared to the energy threatening to burst from his entire prick. Still a little afraid of her, he grabbed onto his head instead and holding it as hard as he could, screamed at the top of her lungs.

That little outburst took her by surprise too. His penis almost quaked within her breasts, and then he shot load after load of hot cum all over her face and her chest. He came again and again, it was not only one of the best nuts he ever blasted, but for her she also realized he had quite the leaky dick. That suited her just fine, she made sure to clean him up good.

She took his still stiff member into her mouth and licked all over it, making sure to catch the remainder of his load. While doing that, she also slurped up the rest of the cum oozing down his shaft. Once she was done cleaning him up, she took him out of her mouth and wiping off the goo on her face, ate it deliciously as if it was a feast. She closed her eyes as she sucked her fingers, making sure to savor every last drop of it.

She looked down at her breasts. There must have been even more cum on her taters than there was on her face. Licking her lips, she took each of her tits into her mouth to clean off his jizz, sucking and biting on her hard nipples. He faintly looked down at her. Her already erotic vision was already so much more beautiful as she dutifully ate his jizz. While her head was still downward, eating her chest and his essence, her eyes moved up to meet his.

Dove firmly looked up at him, his spunk still deep in her mouth. She had a dead smile on her face. He knew he was in trouble but he didn’t care.

She stood up again so that she was standing over him. Not looking away from her, she suddenly plunged her face onto his. Her tongue invaded his mouth and he tasted his cum swishing deep into his mouth and down his throat while they violently snogged each other. Boyfriend was still going on. It was on loop, and now the lyrics said:

I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could be a better boyfriend
I never would have left you alone
Here on your own glued to your phone
Never would have left you alone
For someone else to take you home