Becca

Natalie’s eyes fix themselves upon Becca. Her look of intensity and triumph softens into a smile.

She even laughs a little “potato chips” she says, recognizing your girlfriend.

Becca blushes hard. It’s exciting enough being in the presence of Natalie, you can’t imagine how Becca feels being recognized and smiled at.

And suddenly close. Natalie pushes her body up against Becca’s. Her small, pink visible nipples would be touching your girlfriend’s wide, hard nipples if not for Natalie’s sheer little dress getting in the way. “I like the tiny pink skirt you wear in that commercial.” She says.

You’re girlfriend can barely respond. “That was... uh... quite a story.”

“Thanks.” Natalie’s hand lands on Becca’s chest and slides up to her neck, her fingers wrapping around it. “Want me to make you cry?”

Becca’s whole body shakes. To your knowledge Becca isn’t into this sort of thing. But how do you say no to a horny Natalie Portman?

Turns out Becca doesn’t know. “O...kay” she whispers.

“Don’t agree unless you’re sure sweetie.” Natalie says. “Because it’s gonna hurt”

Becca’s lip quivers with intense excitement. She can’t seem to respond. Then Natalie’s other hand finds its way between her thighs. It’s not really fair of her. But who said anything here would be fair.

“Yes.” Becca squeaks out. And Natalie whisks her out of the Confession Room into the hallway. You quickly follow.

And finally Natalie takes notice of you and smirks at the sight of your cock. “Is this your boyfriend?” She asks. Becca nods pensively. “Nice. I want to watch you suck that thing.” Natalie demands.

And quickly Becca falls to her knees, Natalie squatting beside her, and puts her familiar mouth on your member.

“Want to know why I want to watch you suck this pretty cock?” Natalie asks as Becca pushes her lips down your shaft. She can’t answer and Natalie knows that. “Because it’s special to see things that you won’t get to see much longer. You know, movies for grownups, polar bears, and you sucking a cock you clearly don’t deserve.”

Becca pulls herself off you for a moment. “Why...” but Natalie grabs a handful of her hair, pulls it hard and thrusts her back onto your meat.

“No! No one had given you permission to speak.” Natalie snips. “Look I’ve see thousands of girls like you come through here. Best looking girl in your little town but you know what. You’re not pretty enough to make it in Hollywood and you know it.”

She keeps her hand clutching Becca’s head and thrusts her face onto your cock harder and harder. You feel your manhood poking Becca’s gagging and gulping throat.

Nat clearly doesn’t care. “Know why you got invited to this thing? Some producer wants to help your career? Bullshit. You’re being conditioned honey, conditioned to be a real slut. Your future is porn or maybe a fucktoy camgirl.”

Natalie smiles wide and wicked as she berates Becca, who can barely breathe down on your shaft. Tears stream from her eyes, but things are far from over.

Natalie’s other hand slipping between her own wet thighs and she goes on. “The next time you see that producer he’s gonna ask how the gala was. Did you enjoy it? Oh and he’d like to talk to you about some real money making performance opportunities. Trust me, it’s gonna happen. He can make you a star. He’ll even offer to upgrade you to some double E tits. All you’ve got to do is go down on him. And why not? You already did to get that part in that stupid potato chip commercial, right?”

You think it’s too cruel for Natalie to be making this stuff up and you consider interjecting, even though your cock feels as great as it’s ever felt. Then you see the guilt in Becca’s eyes as she looks up at you.

Fuck.

Could Natalie really be on to something?

Natalie cackles “See, deep down you know what you’re worth in this town. But your boyfriend. Now that’s something special. This cock is going to go places.” Natalie finally pulls Becca’s face off your member. Your poor weeping girlfriend erupts into a coughing fit.

Between spit filled hacks she whispers. “Please...” she’s had enough.

Natalie pulls her face close, glaring into her eyes. “Trust me. In three months his cock is going to be in some hot young starlet. He won’t even remember your name. And you’re gonna be on camera pissing into a glass and drinking it so sad fat guys can jerk off.”

Becca lets out a huge sob.

“Okay, that’s enough.” You finally interject. Natalie may be a super star but you can’t let her treat your girlfriend like this.

She’s not discouraged. “You don’t agree?” Natalie jumps up and presses her tight body against yours. Your thick, saliva covered cock rubs against her thigh and aches to slip into her. “You and me can go, right now, to the Gold VIP Room. That’s where all the most famous, most beautiful women in the world hang out in this place. I’ll take you there. We’ll do whatever you want us to do.” Natalie licks her lips seductively. “All you have to do is tell this producer fucking slut girlfriend of yours the truth. That she’s too dumb and too ugly to make it in Hollywood.”

You hesitate. Of course you hesitate. You care so much about Becca. And she stares at you crying as hard as you’ve ever seen her.