Defend Becca

“No” you say sternly. You won’t do it. Even if Natalie pulls out all the stops to tempt you. You love Becca, even if she’s fucked a producer. You’ll sort that all out later. Right now, you’re going to do the right thing by her.

Nat doesn’t seem phased by your refusal. She shoots you a smug look. “Wow, you must really love your girlfriend.” For a split second you wonder if there’s something here she appreciates. Maybe you passed some strange test. Until she adds “... your slutty... untalented... ugly...”

Bristling with anger, you grab Natalie by the shoulders and shove her up against the nearby wall. You want her away from Becca, who still sits on the floor weeping, coughing, confused.

Natalie looks at you and bites her lip. “Mmmm, that’s right, heroic boyfriend.” She reaches down to her hips and hikes up her dress. Not that you couldn’t see her wet pussy clearly before, but now it’s right there, unfettered. Your cock still presses up against her warm thigh as you hold her to the wall. “You wanna show me who’s in charge here?” She snips. You do, but you don’t answer. “Then take me.”

Fuck. You know there’s no way you can resist this. You wouldn’t be able to resist it if it were some random wild girl teasing you like this, let alone a gorgeous actress.

Your jaw clenched with anger, you stare into Natalie’s eyes, then reach down and grab your hard cock and direct it right into her wet pussy. She hisses in delight.

As you thrust her up against the wall, she grabs her transparent dress and pulls the top down so her smallish tits pop out. She wraps one hand around your head and grabs at your wet, sweaty hair. With the other she grabs her own tit, squeezing it, rubbing it, pinching her nipple.

“That’s it...” Natalie says as she breathes heavily. “Defend your little slut girlfriend.” Her pussy grips your cock tightly. Her hips thrust back at you. It’s a phenomenal fuck.

She pulls her body away from yours when she should be thrusting toward and your cock slips out. But before you can ask why, she’s flipping her body around, her front pressed to the wall, her back arched.

“Know what would really show me? If you took my ass.” She says breathlessly.

You don’t hesitate. You pull apart her ass cheeks and shove your cock into her. She grits her teeth and growls at you. You still can’t believe any of this is real.

Again and again your body thrusts into her ass. You’re not even sure how you feel now. Are you doing this because you’re angry? Turned on? Confused? Is it possible Natalie still has the upper hand? Do you care?

“Cum deep inside me.” Natalie says. Is that an order? Are you following her orders now, after what she did to Becca? You can’t figure this out.

You pull out of her just as you’re about to explode and jizz all over the wall behind her. You’re exhausted, converted in sweat.

You expect Natalie to flip out but instead she flashes you a coy smile. “Naughty boy” she says, then squats down, her knees wide apart, turns to the wall and licks your jizz off. “Your cum still belongs me to me and not that ugly slut of yours.”

Oh yeah. Becca. Wait, did you really just fuck Natalie I’m front of her? Was that supposed to be you defending her?

You realize you need to give her attention immediately. You turn toward her, but something is wrong.