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Chapter 8
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FLASHBACK: In the bathroom with Darien.
Over the three months that she and Darien had been together, they had gotten crazier and crazier in their sex life. They were both gorgeous people, both with their fair share of past lovers. So when they got together, things got a little... bombastic.
Each of Sarah's hands were pressed against a side of the bathroom stall. They squeaked as her skin rubbed against the flimsy tin walls, but she didn't care. If noise had been an issue, she wouldn't have been doing this. No one would have the guts to spy on Sarah Morris and the man she was deeply, passionately in love with.
"Ohhhhh," Sarah groaned, throwing her head back. "Yes, yes, right there, just like that!"
Darien had his hands on her hips, holding her up with his strong arms. "Just like that, baby?" he muttered, looking up at her with a self-indulgent smile on his face. "Tell me how you want it, baby."
Sarah bit her lip. Every time that fat cock pushed up inside her, it shook her whole body. Somehow, despite the tight space of the public bathroom stall, she had managed to strip herself completely naked. Darien was still wearing his shirt, but she had torn it open, scattering the buttons across the floor.
"Just like that," Sarah gasped through gritted teeth. Her little tits were bouncing as he fucked her, and she loved it. They only did that when she got on top, and when Darien was really giving it to her good. She loved staring down at her own body as she got fucked. It was a little vain... but she was a little vain. There was nothing like watching a dick slip inside you, filling you, making you groan with pleasure and lust and love. "Never stop fucking me Darien," she groaned. "Never."
"Never," he assured her. His thumb was on her clit, rubbing it up and down between thrusts of that hard cock. "Who's the biggest star alive?" he asked her. If there was one way to get Sarah Morris off, it was to play to her ego.
"I am," Sarah said, eyes closed and mouth curled into a smile.
"And who does the pussy of the biggest star alive belong to?" Darien asked. He took her nipple between his lips, biting it softly. Her nearly-flat chest had flushed red, which meant she was almost there.
"You," Sarah said. "My pussy belongs to you."
"Say my name," Darien said, still playing with her nipple.
"Darien owns my pussy!" Sarah said. She took a deep breath-- here it came!
Sarah's eyes rolled into the back of her head. She came hard, hitting her peak thanks to how Darien was strumming her clit. She shuddered, her teeth chattering, and everything went white for a second. Sarah Morris fell forward, draping her skinny arms over Darien's shoulders as she tried to get a hold of herself. "Holy shit," she whispered.
Darien kissed her on the lips, and grabbed her chin. "My turn," he said.
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The Naughty Pop Star
An international pop star runs into her fair share of hijinks.
Sarah Morris finds herself in a variety of situations that really play on her incredible musical success.
Updated on May 3, 2019
Created on Sep 14, 2017
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