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"Mickey and the Pornstar"


      (FM,Oral, Anal, rough)

Jeff Stryker is one of the biggest male porn stars. He does both straight and gay movies but is best known for his gay movies and his huge cock.

At 18 I was going to start at UCLA. Mom and dad didn't want me to be on my own in Los Angeles especially since I didn't want to live on campus. It was arranged through family connections that I was going to be Jeffs' roommate.

I have a natural sensuality that no one can deny, my brothers say I can give a dead man a hard-on just by walking by his coffin. I dress sexy but even in beat up sweats and a t-shirt I look hot. I like the attention it gets me but I can turn it off when I want to.

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When I first moved in with him I had toned it way down. I looked all of 13 without my make-up. I don't wear make-up and hide my fine sexy form under loose baggy clothes. All in all I looked like a high school freshman before puberty, not something a grown man would look twice at. Jeff doesn't even seem remotely interested in me other than being friends.

Now, I think Jeff is one fine looking man. He is 6'2, 180 lbs. Of solid muscle, brown eyes, and thick longish brown hair. But most of all he has one fine ass. I have seen his movies and have a strong craving for him.

Since I'm not familiar with LA he drives me to school in the morning and he or one of his friends pick me up and brings me to his office or the set where he is shooting. I usually do my homework or watch them shoot the movie.

We started becoming good friends and started going out and doing things together, having a lot of fun.

At the wrap party for Jeffs' latest film I volunteered me and my band to do three or four songs then my soundboard man to DJ the rest of the party. Ron, the friend of my fathers that had arranged to have me stay with Jeff, has seen us perform before and knows my sensually charged act on stage. He has commented a couple of times about me toning down my normal sexuality. I just shrug and say I have my reasons for it. The night of the party he says this is going to be interesting and laughs.

The first couple of songs I do the way I have been since I came out to LA, low key. But song number 4 is one I wrote myself and it oozes sexuality. I changed into one of my normal stage outfits and turn back on the sexuality full force. We knocked em dead, the plain little mouse into a walking sex machine. I can see Jeffs' eyes pop out o his head. He can see the sweet little unisex girl is gone and a sexy sensual woman has taken her place.

Ron smiled at me after I came off stage, "Good to see the real you back."

Jeff looked at me, puzzled, "The real you?"

I grinned sheepishly, "I toned down the real me a lot so I didn't scare the shit out of you."

"You mean the real you is the one I saw on stage during that last song?"

"Yes, that's my song, I wrote it. I just turned down the animal meter for a while until we were used to each other. But yes, what you saw and see is the real me."

Ron laughed, "She would be perfect for our movies, she oozes a natural sexuality in a burlap sack. But she keeps turning me down."

After the wrap party I stayed my normal self and really started getting attention, even Jeff was looking at me different.

One night Jeff and I were watching TV and talking. We talked about this and that for about an hour or so then he turned the conversation towards me. He brings up the fact that in the three months I've been in LA I had been asked out a lot but haven't dated at all.

I shrugged, "Not interested. Besides from experience I know most men don't deal with me well."

"What do you mean?"

"You know me, I'm strong willed and opinionated. I want to be on and even field with the man, it tends to scare them off. Let's face it I say what I feel. The ones it doesn't bother aren't interested after they find out I don't do anything."

He smiled, "You're a virgin?"

I laughed, "Not for a long time. There are a couple guys, friends of my brothers, that when we meet up we have a good time."

"You have a relationship with these guys?"

"Nope, it's just sex. They know what I like and know how to give it to me. It's a mutually beneficial relationship, we all get what we want."

"What is it you like?"

I shrugged, "You might say that I'm a slut in bed, I like to be treated like that, rough and hard."

Jeff nodded and smiled, "Oh, I was wondering. Before your "change" I was wondering if your hormones just hadn't kicked in yet or if you were a lesbian."

I just laughed, "Not hardly. I have just learned that your most men anyway, the one thing they are good for they're not good at. It's easier to take care of things myself is all."

"That's one way to look at things I guess." He said, laughing. "You seem to know men pretty well."

I shrugged, "I have 5 older brothers, what do you expect?"

Over the next few weeks things went on pretty much as they had before. I spent most of my time studying. The only thing that had changed was that Jeff was paying a lot more attention to me. He was taking more of an interest in what I did. At night instead of just watching TV or reading he would get me involved in long conversations about my likes and dislikes.

One day after school I was on the set doing my homework when Ron came over and sat by me. We made a little small talk then he turned the conversation towards Jeff, "I think he's taken a shine to you."

I smiled, "I've noticed that."

"I've talked to your parents and brothers and they say that you can handle anyone or anything that comes your direction."

I looked at him, "The point being?"

"Look, the hard assed butch attitude Jeff uses on screen is really what he is like when he gets into bed with someone. I know you two haven't done anything but I can tell he likes you. I just wanted you to know." After that he changed the subject.

Later that night I started thinking about Ron had said. A hard assed butch was exactly the type of man I wanted. I so craved that type of thing. I intimidate men so much that it's refreshing when I run across one that I can't intimidate.

After the conversation I started paying attention to Jeff during his sex scenes. He was always the top, the one in charge. He was rough but made even the most jaded sex performer writhe in ecstasy. I knew he knew that I was watching him but shrugged it off.

For a few more weeks we circled around each other, cautiously. Then something happened that changed all that. Mike and Mark, my two lovers came into town. I went out with them that night, telling Jeff not to expect me home until morning.

We had our usual good time that night, in other works I got fucked until I was bowlegged then staggered home and 8:00 am. Jeff was up, eating breakfast when I came in. He looked at me, "Have a good time?"

I grinned, "Of course." I ate some breakfast then headed off to bed to get some much-needed rest. But before I headed that direction I noticed a strange look in Jeffs' eyes.

The next day we spent the day at Disneyland and had a great time. That night I was lying in bed watching TV. Jeff walked in and leaned against the wall. He was wearing nothing but his underwear, which was not unusual. He looked at me, "Have a little tag team sex last night?"

"More than a little." I said, not looking at him.

"You are a slut."

I looked at him, "If being a slut means getting what you like in bed, then I guess I am."

He cocked his head to one side and looked at me, "Get satisfied?"

I grinned, "Yes, for now anyway. But I could go for that every night."



In a couple of steps he was on the bed, pinning me flat on my back. He looked down at me and grinned, "That was the answer I was waiting for. You said you like it rough, well that is what you are going to get." He literally ripped his underwear off. He took ahold of his erect cock and slapped me across the face with it. "Now take it in your mouth and suck on it real good."

I took as much of it in my mouth as possible then started sucking, running my tongue up and down the underside and around the head as I moved my mouth up and down.

He grabbed a handful of my hair and started moving my head up and down faster on his cock. "That's it! Suck that big fucking cock bitch. Suck it real good. I want to feel your hot mouth all over it." He threw his head back and moaned, "Yes, suck my big fucking cock."

I continued to suck on him until he pulled out of my mouth. He jerked my nightshirt over my head and my panties down my legs and off. He spread my legs as far apart as they would go and sat between them starting to finger my dripping pussy. With one hand he opened my pussy lips and started to finger my clit until the juice was running out of my cunt and down the insides of my thighs. He then bent over and started to suck and lick on my clit until I was writhing all over the bed and had a screaming orgasm. He then got up into his knees and started rubbing the head of his massive cock up and down my dripping slit. "This is what you want isn't it slut? You want every inch of my big hard cock shoved all the way up your tight, hot cunt don't you? You've wanted my big cock all along. Well, now you're going to get it. Every fucking inch of it." With one thrust of his hips his huge cock was buried all the way up my hot snatch.

I almost screamed as he pushed it all the way inside, he was fucking huge! Mark and Mike aren't exactly small but they weren't nearly the size of Jeff.

He then started moving, slowly at first then gradually building speed until he was pounding into me. After a few minutes it stopped hurting and the harder he gave it to me the better I liked it. He bent over and started to kiss me. I was moaning for him to fuck me harder.

He grinned down at me; "You like this big cock don't you?"

"Oh God yes Jeff! Give me more!"

He chuckled, "You're fucking right you'll get more." He continued to fuck me into the mattress until I had 5 or 6 screaming orgasms. He then pulled out, flipping me over onto my stomach and pulling me up onto all fours. He shoved three of his fingers up my cunt and started finger fucking me. I moaned and pushed back onto his hand trying to get them deeper into me.

He grinned, "That's right, enjoy every minute of it. It ain't gonna take two men to satisfy you this time, just one who knows exactly what a slut like you needs and wants. You been fucked in the ass yet?"

I nodded and moaned.

"Good. Cause that is what I'm gonna do next. And believe me, you're going to feel it." He took his fingers out of my cunt and slid them one by one up my ass, finger fucking me, stretching me out for his monster cock. He continued until I was moaning and pushing back onto them, trying to drive them deeper into my ass. He laughed, "That's good. If you like that slut, you're going to love every inch of my fat cock up your ass." He pulled his fingers out and I felt the head of his cock at the entrance. I gritted my teeth and dug my nails into the bedding as he shoved his cock all the way up my ass in one strong stroke.

"That's it baby, take all of it. Every inch of it is going to go up your ass." He kept pushing it up until I could feel his balls touch my pussy. He held still for a couple of minutes to let me get used to him then started fucking in and out. "Does it hurt? Does my big cock hurt your ass slut?"

"Oh yea," I moaned, "it hurts so good!" I reached down between my legs and started to rub my clit.

He then started slamming his cock up my ass. After a few minutes of this he stopped. "Tell me you want more. Beg me for it slut. Beg me to fuck your tight asshole." He grabbed a handful of my hair and turned my head so I could look back at him, "Bet me slut! Tell me how much you want my fucking cock up your ass!"

I moaned, loudly. "Oh God Jeff please fuck my more, please! I need your big fucking cock!" I tried to move myself back and forth on him but he grabbed my hips and held them still.

"If you want more of my cock there is going to be a few conditions you have to agree to first."

He had me so worked up I would have agreed to jump off the world trade center to get more of his cock. "Anything! What do you want?"

He pulled his cock out of my ass, flipped me onto my back, and laid on top of me, propping himself up on his elbows so he could look down into my eyes. "First, you stay in my bedroom from now on. Second, you are MINE to do what I want with. I haven't met a woman yet that can take all my cock then beg for more like you do. Third you are MY bitch and slut and ONLY mine. You agree?"

I moaned loudly, "Oh God yes! "

He grinned down at me, positioned his cock back against my asshole, and shoved every inch back inside me, "You got it slut!"

He hammered into me so hard the bed was shaking beneath us and I thought it might collapse. He held onto my shoulders so I would feel him hammer into me. I pulled my legs up so he could get in deeper and went back to rubbing my clit.

He spread my legs farther apart so he could watch me play with myself as he fucked me. I felt his cock get harder and twitch inside me. He then pulled out, held the head of it against my clit, and shot his load onto it.

The force of him cumming instantly made me cum to a screaming orgasm. He then collapsed on top of me panting. I moaned and shivered under him, loving every minute of it.

- The End -

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