A little bit of everything

Her caramel colored, DD's flopped up and down as Deya rode yet another cock. Although she had no memory of it, only days before, Daya had been one of the most famous, recognizable stars on the planet. She was renowned for her acting and singing and was one of the fastest rising stars in both industries. Now, she was a high class hooker, bouncing up and down on some stranger's dick. Her back arched, pushing her massive tits out as another orgasm rippled through her.

The john beneath her couldn't believe he'd made this whore cum twice already. But then again, Deya did have a reputation for being a girl who loved her job. He shook off the thought and grabbed two handfuls of the giant tits bouncing in front of him, eliciting another moan from the nymphomaniac prostitute.

Annie, the former Anna Kendrick, was bent over a desk in the back of the local police station. She'd been arrested for public indecency when she was caught tit fucking a random college kid in the middle of the dance floor at a local night club.

Now, she was being fucked from behind by one of the arresting officers while her tongue was buried in the pussy of his partner. The bimbo didn't want to go to jail. They'd send her to a women's jail, and that meant there would be no cocks for her to suck or fuck. So she begged the officers to let her go. And they came up with this deal.

The noise attracted attention, bringing a further three officers into the room. They stopped in their tracks at the sight of the busty slut being double teamed by their fellow officers. When Annie saw them and invited them to join in, neither of the male officers or the female one had to be told twice. They stripped out of their uniforms joined in the fun.

Mandy Moore had asked the director of her new TV series for a private table read with the actor that was going to play her son on the show. He was a little bit confused when she immediately threw down the script and stood up once the door was shut, but her intent was much more clear when she peeled her tight top off, revealing her perfectly sculpted breasts.

He was still too shocked to do anything, so the actress and singer crawled seductively across the floor to the chair where her costar was seated. She climbed to her knees and forcefully pulled the young actor's pants down. She then wrapped her DD's around his already erect member.

Mandy started to slide her breasts up and down along his shaft, relishing the feeling of his hard, young cock.

Arianna Grande had no idea where she was as she awoke. She knew that she was partying with a bunch of literal gangbangers last night, but she remembered ordering an Uber and leaving some time during the middle of the night. She had vague memories of the flashing lights and pulsing music of a club, and hands running all over her body. But there were nothing but fragmented images beyond that.

She looked around, assessing her surroundings. She saw about a dozen naked people of varying races and genders passed out in different spots around a penthouse suite. Her vision was slightly burred, her mind was foggy, and she had a killer headache.

The singer grabbed a bottle of water from the bar and took a quick drink. It was at this point that she realized that she was just as naked as everyone else in the room. The headache just wouldn't go away, but she knew that a couple of lines would fix her right up. She looked frantically for her purse, but couldn't seem to find it. But in her search, the superstar saw a mound of coke resting on top of each of a pair of large tits. The woman attached to the breasts was sleeping peacefully.

Arianna crawled over to the slumbering woman and snorted the powder from each of her tits, eliciting soft moans each time. She glanced down and saw another line of blow leading to the stranger's clit. The **** coke fiend crawled down and snorted. The sudden influx of manic energy and the musky smell of the woman sent a jolt of arousal through her lithe body. She started licking the cocaine residue from her crotch before moving to her breasts.

By this time, the strange woman had woken up and was moaning as the slim redhead licked her large, sensitive breasts. Arianna gasped in surprise as she felt herself get penetrated from behind. She quickly found herself thrusting back to meet her mystery lover as she moved her head down to start licking the busty woman's dripping twat.

Mary Mouser was ultimately happy. She didn't get the part she was auditioning for, but she was offered a smaller role for a smaller paycheck. This wasn't the best part of the exchange for the curvy, young actress. She screamed in ecstasy as she rocked back and forth between the two men sandwiching her.

Her huge, soft tits were smashed into the chest of the director as he drove his hard cock into her young, wet pussy. Behind her, the producer matched his efforts as he pistoned his rod in and out of her tight ass. Mary wasn't going to make the money she thought she would, but the producer did promise to let her travel on his private jet when they went to shoot on location, as long as she kept all three holes open for him whenever he wanted her.

Petros locked up his bookstore and climbed on his bike. He rode into Hollywood to pick up a small grocery order that he'd put in earlier that day. He wasn't thrilled about the idea of going back into that cesspool, but he needed food and a few other essentials.

He made it to the store and picked up his bags without incident. He loaded his haul into the basket on his bicycle and started peddling home. He again found his path home blocked. This time, it was by several people with cameras taking photos of a blonde woman leaving a bar.

"Miss Simpson, Miss Simpson, what were you doing in that bar?"

The photographers hounded the curvy woman with similar questions. She assured them that she was only there to meet with her agent and eat dinner and the hardest thing she had to drink was iced tea.

The woman pretended to be annoyed with the attention, but she kept turning back and smiling as she walked away, practically posing for them.

Petros couldn't believe this woman. She clearly had dealt with very public substance **** issues, but she chose a bar to meet in. Clearly she was starved for attention. Petros vaguely remembered the vapid blonde from the peak of her fame. But he hadn't heard much from her in recent years. She probably was just **** to stay in the public eye.

Jessica Simpson was ready to fire her agent. He had to have known that if she was seen leaving a bar, the paparazzi would have a field day. And here she was, getting followed to her car by those parasites who were hoping to capture her in a lapse of sobriety. Careful to maintain her friendly image, she made sure to have a smile on her face every time she glanced back to see if they were still following her.

But, on a certain level, it was nice to still have the media care about her. Jessica's career hadn't gone quite the way she'd imagined. Her music was never as popular as her peers', and her acting career went nowhere fast. Then she struggled with **** and her weight, and mostly dropped out of the public eye.

But they still cared enough that they'd watch the video on TMZ later, and Jess smiled thinking about the thousands of people who would be watching her walk to her car later. She put a little extra sway in her hips as she slowed her pace, making sure the video would have a great shot of her ass. Jessica pulled a flask out of her purse and took a deep pull. Her agent made sure to limit her drinking in the bar, knowing that she had a tendency to get a little bit rowdy when she had too much to drink.

Since Jessica never got to get a full buzz during the meeting, she was going to make sure to get one on the way home. She pulled out her phone and ordered an Uber before taking another hit from her flask. After a third, she found the container empty. She stumbled over to her car and fetched a bottle of vodka from the glove box. The paparazzi continued to snap pictures and film videos while she downed a quarter of the bottle in one gulp.

Jessica Simpson felt herself growing wetter as she thought about how many hits her TMZ video would get later. Without thinking about it, her free hand slid down the front of her pants as she drained another healthy dose of ****. She moaned loudly as her fingers deftly worked her clit. Jessica lifted the bottle one more time, chugging the remaining liquid before tossing it away. Her newly freed hand pulled her top away from her famously huge tits. She started massaging her massive mounds as more people gathered with cameras.