Some fresh meat

Getting Vanessa and access to her sweet body was a smooth operation. Victoria Justice was a different case entirely. Her goody persona meant that she was not interested in the more adult roles going around in the big hitting TV shows and movie roles weren’t forthcoming. Still she was a gorgeous piece of ass and had a big following on social media so was still relevant enough to get some small roles. However, none really panned out ever since she left Victorious. Hence, why Mark spied her at the latest party he was at. She had started off strong, but as the night progressed she was getting hammered always with a drink in her hand and following a certain crew into the bathroom. He bided his time knowing to approach too early was suicide, but he didn’t want to miss his chance too. When she was standing up against the wall, only semi-conscious was when he struck. She was being eyed up by a number of men, her beauty and intoxicated state a **** signal to them that she was easy prey.

Yet, Mark for once was the quickest to act. Seizing the struggling starlet under her arm. He guided her to a chair and empty table in the corner all to himself. Giving her another drink, he attempted to talk to her, but she was too far gone. Slurring her words and leaning to the side, he asks her if she wants a ride home? She nodded her head yes to accept. He basically carried her to his car and drove the way to his place. Victoria was so out of it she didn’t even look up until he had pulled up outside his place. When she started to protest that this wasn’t her place, he told her he just needed to pick something up and didn’t she need to pee. Thinking that yes, she did need to go, she followed him in, his logic overcoming her **** enfeebled mind.

After finishing her business, she found him in his kitchen with a drink in his hand and offering her another one. Not wanting to be rude she accepted the wine glass and drank with him. He talked at her while she sat there, slowly drinking her wine and progressively getting more and more intoxicated. When he offered her some ecstasy, she jumped for it, her mind still in a state of fugue. Not even questioning why he had these **** and why he was offering her more when she was so out of it.

Mark for his part had a plan. As a manager to a host of stars over the years he’s had to pick up a few things and one of them was to always have a supply or stash of **** available at all times. Booze and **** had to always be available to his clients if he wanted them to stay. The ex also had another purpose. Apart from a literal date **** **** there was almost no other **** that can help someone score like ex. Girls were in euphoria and were happy to do basically anything and anyone on it. With the way Victoria was he probably didn’t need it, but it helped to stack the deck. Giving her a tablet she downed it with her wine, finishing her drink over the next few minutes and he waited for it to kick in. Seeing her eyes lose some of their glassiness, he pulled her in and held her around her slender waist.

Flicking through his phone, he set some music playing and swayed with her in his arms. She leaned back and forward in time with the beat brushing against him and he could feel the outline of her hips and breasts as he pulled her in. Running his hands up and down her back she almost groaned as her senses overwhelmed her. Each touch becoming something more every second. She felt good in his arms and he pulled her in close and kissed her. At first, she resisted returning the kiss. Then something shifted in her mind and she was kissing him with more passion than he showed. Frantically making out his hands found their way to the motherload. Her absolutely phenomenal booty and gripped it through her dress. Squeezing those famous globes, she moaned in his mouth, his hands moulding and shaping those cheeks.

Getting more urgent with their actions, he backed her against the table. His hands leaving her butt to traverse their way up her sides and chest to cup her face. Pulling apart for air, he told her breathlessly, “Bedroom, upstairs.”

The two made a hurried dash up the stairs. His hands busy ushering her up while trying to get a good feel of her tight body. In a matter of seconds, they were through the door. Victoria yanking her expensive dress over her head and dumping it on the floor beside her before leaping on the bed. Mark was struggling a bit more with his clothes. Trying to undo his shirt he eventually lost patience and tore it off him, the buttons flying off as he jerked it off his body. Standing before the bed he was momentarily stunned as he looked at the vision that awaited him. Victoria was in nothing, but her lingerie and it looked incredible on her. Black, lacy bra that looked like it was from Victoria’s Secret with matching thong. It was no wonder why she had no panty line.

He stood still just taking in her beauty as she lay there posing and subtly playing with herself. She was incredibly beautiful and Mark had seen some very beautiful girls in his time and Victoria was way up there. Her body was long and slender, but as was evident with her perky tits and phenomenal arse she had plenty of curves to show off her womanly charms. With her beautiful features gazing at him he was brought back to the present realising he had been ogling her for a not insubstantial amount of time without moving. Shucking his pants he dove on the bed beside Victoria and pulled her sexy body to his. Locked in a passionate embrace the two went at each other for a few minutes before Mark managed to find and undo the clasp to her bra. Finally freeing those breasts he slipped the straps from her arms and threw the garment to the side. Tasting those tasty treats Mark sucked first one then the other. The already hard nubs getting slightly harder and more prominent as his tongue circled her dark areole. Hands squeezing those perfect B cups, making her groan and writhe against him as he felt her up. Her body was a mess. The ****, **** and fatigue setting a weird mix of lust and energy that Victoria couldn’t really reconcile. Why was she doing this? She knew she was horny, but doing it with an ‘old man’ like Mark. She was really scraping the barrel in her opinion. At least he had the tools for the job, she thought as she felt his hard on press against her thigh. It definitely feels big enough and he was doing a great job on her tits. Maybe if he continued…

Mark was in heaven. Her tits were mind bogglingly perfect. Probably B-cups, they were firm, perky and bouncy, which was just the way he liked them. They fit his mouth and hands so well he didn’t want to let them go, but she had other treasures as well. Whilst still latching onto her nipple his hands darted round to her very round derriere and felt up the ample flesh spilling from her panties. Pulling the piece of clothing down her long legs. He balled it up and threw it away then reaching for her honeypot. Rubbing his fingers along her slit, he found unsurprisingly that she was very wet. Rubbing his index and middle fingers up and down her lips, he teased her before sending them inside. She groaned as he penetrated her with his digits. Her pussy was so hot and tight, that he could feel her contract around just his two fingers. He grinned at the thought of splitting her with his much thicker cock. Using his fingers, he brought her closer to climax, digging in and out of her wet box. Loving the breathy moans she’d make as he rammed his fingers inside. She felt so damn good as he played with her munched on her tits and rubbed her clit. She was getting close when he went down below. This was his first look at her crotch and she was perfectly tended. With a thin strip of hair above her clit trimmed nicely so no errant strands would poke out if she had to wear a bikini. She looked and smelled great that he dove right in and lapped her up. She shrieked as her sensitive region was flooded with sensations from his tongue and lips penetrating and sucking on her slip and clit. He had no particular technique, but his lust for her body overcame any shortcomings. Her elevated arousal notwithstanding. Gripping his head she held him buried against her gash as she screamed out loud in orgasm. His hair her hold as she grinded her pussy against his face and writhed with pleasure. He held on to her wild contortions his hands firmly gripping her behind as her legs were wrapped tightly around his head and he did not want to let go of her hiney. With her convulsions slowing after 20 seconds of a tumultuous climax. Mark finally pulled his head from between those luscious thighs. Not able to wait any more he heaved his bulk up her body so his rock hard prick was aimed straight at her slit and slowly eased in. He entered like he was greased up with butter. His licking and her juices had made her slick enough that he pierced her heavenly gates as easy as speeding downhill. Tight as she was there was no stopping the **** of Mark’s bulk spearing through her. She groaned and tried to reach around him as he filled her, but she was stuck. His mass too heavy for her to move and so for the moment she was stuck beneath him as he had his way with her. She was happy with the circumstances since as advertised, Mark had a substantial prick and big as he was he powered into her making her feel like she was really being used. Groaning from being filled, she starfished as he bucked above her. His cock spreading her obscenely, she closed her eyes and imagined how wide her wet lips would look right now with Mark’s schlong embedded between them. Making her his, he ploughed her slick cunt. Her snatch becoming creamy as he furiously pounded her. She groaned as he filled her with his full length, his girth making her feel stretched even with only the head still inserted. Her breath catching as he reinserted his full length. As he continued to drill her, her focus ran down to the heat building in her core, the rising tide of stimulants that was drawing her closer and closer to the edge. His rough thrusts rubbing her sensitive hood was what ticked her over. Screaming out she came underneath him, bucking frenziedly, her limbs thrashing as the climax overwhelmed her control. Mark had no trouble containing her. The slender girl no match for the much larger man perched above her and connected via their groins. Victoria was lost in a haze as Mark abused her cunt further, until a minute later he wanted a different position. Picking himself up he told her to sit up and bend over on all fours. He wanted that phenomenal ass bent over in front of him so he could pound it properly. She groggily complied, swaying till he fixed her hips in place with his hands. Then it was a quick line up with his penis and bam he was back doing it with her. She collapsed into her arms, leaving her ass that much more of a target as her face was buried in her forearms. Mark spanked her as she lay there trembling. Her curvy butt too good of a target to miss as he **** his thick cock to saw in and out of her sweet box. This was what he had been after for some time. Having her in this position so he could have his disgusting way with her at his speed. His bulk helping with the penetration of her young body. She was like a ragdoll, mostly propped up from his rigid hands holding her in place so he could screw her again and again. Each time making her shudder as he filled her to the brink. With the freedom of doing her from behind he could really pound her. That beautiful butt bobbing in front of him drew him on like nothing else would. With each deep thrust he would feel his balls tighten and knew that in just a few moments he would be delivering a gigantic load in her grasping pussy. Exhaling loudly, he roared and speared her deeply. Holding her as close as he could he shot his load deep inside. He could feel each spurt directly. Each shot of cum draining his balls till he felt completely used.

Panting and tired. He held his ground, staying stuck inside her as he recuperated slowly. He knew as soon as he pulled out he may lie down and pass out. Holding himself still, he waited till he was semi-limp before pulling out. Her hole closing up very tightly that only a bit of his cum escaping. Almost picking her up he showed her to the bathroom to clean up and then left her to sort out one more thing.

By the time she exited the bathroom he had the contract all set and ready to go. She was walking a bit steadier and seemed to have gained back some of her lost faculties, but definitely still not 100% there, which was perfect for Mark’s plans. Smiling he led the towel-covered girl to the bed and sat down with her. She immediately went in for a kiss, which was a good sign and after returning it he told her to look at the contract he had drawn up. It was mostly the same as the one he had done for Vanessa, but with a few key differences. Whereas Vanessa was limited to just one sexual act, Victoria would be responsible for handling all of Mark’s sexual needs. In short she would be Mark’s personal sex **** as specified in the contract.

Victoria spaced as she was knew better than to sign anything while under the influence, especially when she could barely read the words. So, Mark told her they will go over it in the morning and for now she take off that towel. Naked once again the pair fell to the bed where Mark guided Victoria’s pretty face to his cock and had her blow him before once again filling her snatch. The two rutted till the early morning Victoria cumming twice more before Mark filled her once more. The two didn’t even clean up this time passing out together almost simultaneously.