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People were dancing to the techno-rave-disco music, each one cooler than the next. This was Beverly Hills, where the guys all have that tall, tan look, and the babes are all augmented, capped beauties with hair extensions, where you couldn't shake a stick at all the hairdressers, dentists, and plastic surgeons even if you could get them all together at once. Fake tits don't bother me one bit. I like 'em as much as the real ones, especially if the nipples are always hard. I don't mind capped teeth and hair extensions either. It doesn't matter why a babe looks good, so long as she looks hot. And this house was packed with women who made my groin throb with desire. My sister was right when she said I could make contacts here, hopefully my prick would be contacting some Beverly Hills poontang tonight. I grabbed a champagne glass from a waiter and sipped it as I went on into the next room, eying the surgically enhanced babes as I dodged the dancers. My sister was there because her newest boyfriend, the latest in a long string of married Hollywood producers who would promise her a role, take a good helping of her pussy, and dump her when she caught on, was giving the party. I met him for the first time at the front door. He got my name wrong, of course. "Hi Mark," he said, "pleased to meet you. I'm always telling your sister she's sitting on a hell of a career." What a fucking prick! I gritted my teeth and shook his sweaty hand, then ex- cused myself and left the lovebirds alone. I tried to give her advice, I really did, but she wouldn't take it. Since she wouldn't take my advice to drop the ass, I was going to catch my own hollywood ass tonight. The next room was a little quieter, but still noisy. I finished the champagne and grabbed another one and went through the door, stepping past the dancers and gropers. Sexy though all the jiggling flesh was, I had to meet somebody before I could dance with her, at least if I wanted to make a good enough impression to get into her panties that night. People were standing around in groups next to the pool. I walked up to a good sized group and listened for a minute. They were talking about the music inside, arguing over what kind it was. This was perfect. I but- ted in with my patter about music and everybody listened to it. They all looked at me like I dropped from Mars. I stuck out like a sore thumb at this party full of big haired Bruce Jenner lookalikes in cotton duck suits. In my leathers, pale as a ghost, and with my buzzed blond hair, I looked more like Billy Idol than a hollywood man. I'm in industrial metal dance music, but you can call it rock and roll. That's why I look the way I do, not scummy or anything, but still anything but all american. I kept talking and ran my eyes around the circle. The girls were all very cute, and they were looking my way. One of them looked familiar, but I couldn't place where I had seen her before, so I finished the circle. I went back to her, and as our eyes locked I realized she was Alyssa Milano, that cute dark haired kid who played Tony Danza's daughter on "Who's the Boss?" She had certianly grown up into a very sexy woman, but still had that vulnerable, big-eyed look. I finished the joke with the surprise punchline and grinned, then the laughter started as they caught on. She was still looking at me so I smiled at her and winked. She got the joke and smiled back, then dropped her eyes in a sexy little-girl way. We all kept talking about music this and that, all the time poaching champagne (Alyssa and me) and smart drinks (most of them) from the waiters, and before long I was next to Alyssa, talking to her about music. She was pretty knowledgeable, and I told her I was surprised she knew so much about music, since I don't meet too many women who are really into music and know much about it. She had already been drinking a lot and seemed sad about something, so I tried to keep her smiling, talk- ing about fun stuff. I didn't talk about Hollywood at all. I sensed that the Hollywood life was what was bug- ging her. We talked more about my life in a rock and roll band, songwriting, and recording. Any artist is an egotist, and I love talking about *my* stuff; my music, my guitar, you name it, if I have it we talked about it. Eventually the conversation wandered around to sex, and then to groupies. She wanted me to tell stories, so I told her about some of the wild times I've had. Looking at her, I sensed an invitation, kissed her. Her lips were half open, but I kept my tongue in my mouth. I didn't want to scare her away now that I was so close. I stood back for a second and judged her reaction. She smiled shyly at me, looking just like she looked in her show when she was sixteen. God, she was cute. I could barely keep myself from ravishing her right there, in the open. She slipped her hand into mine and we started to walk around the yard, away from anyone who might see us. I squeezed her hand, "Your beauty stirs me, makes me want to do crazy and wonderful things." "Tell me more, mister rock and roll." "I'm Victor," I said. "I want to take off my clothes and dance under the moon, howling like a banshee." "Victor," she wrapped her lips around the syllables. "Is that all?" "I want to take off your clothes, if you'll agree to dance with me. We can howl at the moon together. And after we howl at the moon I want to make love to you like the ocean crashes on the beach." "Are you trying to seduce me, Victor?" "You're seducing me, you beautiful little brunette vixen," I smiled, and swung her into my arms. "And because fair is fair, I am seducing you too. And I think we're both succeeding, because I'm hard as a rock and you wouldn't have asked me unless you were turned on. How turned on are you, Miss Beverly Hills?" "I'm Alyssa," she said. "And I want to be your groupie tonight." She threw her arms around my neck, pressed her body against me, and kissed me vigorously, her tongue tunneling between my lips. I held her compact frame against me and tasted her delicious kiss as she tasted me back. She rubbed her abdomen and crotch hard against my cock, which was throbbing to get out of my pants and into this tight young starlet. We disengaged, then holding hands we hurried back to a hedge, adjoining the tennis courts. I got on my knees and crawled behind it, and dragged her with me. Alyssa tripped on the roots and fell on me. We started making out like teenagers. I quickly pulled off her dress and bra, and she removed my clothes. Hot and heavy, we petted for a while. Her panties were still on, and my cock kept throbbing and rubbing against them. As long as I could rub her smooth, fleshy tits and her stiffening nipples, though, I didn't care. There would be plenty of time to slip into her hot box later. I moved one hand beneath her panties, and began to rub around her pussy opening, as she moaned and kissed me harder. I slipped a finger inside her cunt. It was starting to get wet but it was still too tight to slide my cock into it, so I started to rub her in a circle, rubbing around her clitoris and labia. I licked her ears, then moved down to her neck and her chest. I bathed her taut, delicious breasts liberally with my tongue, then went further down. I scooted around until my face was at the top of her panties and my cock was bobbing in front of her face. I was still rubbing her pussy, and by this time the aroma of her sex was making itself known. I pulled her panties off and stuck my tongue into her slit while I kept diddling her with my finger. She was moving her hips with my motions, amplifying the sensation of getting her hot pussy rubbed. I stuck my face into her cunt, and fucked her back and forth with my tongue, licking and sucking Alyssa Milano's juicy pussy like a pro. Something soft and warm touched my cock. She was hold- ing it, looking at it, inspecting it. "It's so big," she said. "I could choke on it." "Kiss it and lick it, Alyssa," I said, "and then you can suck it." I loved nibbling this delectable star's tasty pussy, but she wasn't going to get away without returning the favor to my prick. She kissed the tip, licked her lips, and said, "It's good. Salty." She licked the top of my cock, from base to tip. I went back to licking and sucking her cunt and let her lick my cock and get used to it. She was obviously inexperienced at oral sex. I wondered if she was a vir- gin. She was the only one at this party, if so. I felt a suction at my cock and balls, then they were in a warm and wet place. Alyssa sucked my cock into her beautiful mouth. I looked towards her, her face was in a patch of moonlight and I watched as her lovely lips engulfed my throbbing manhood. Her tongue ran over the head of my love muscle, then she slurped me into her throat, then sucked at my cock as she pulled it out, and licked the head again. She kept bobbing her head like that, and it was a great blowjob, especially for a girl who only a minute ago had been scared of choking on it. "Alyssa, you are a wonderful cock-sucker. You're a natural." "I like what you're doing to my cunnie, Victor. I'm glad I'm your groupie tonight." "Me too," I said. "You can be my sex goddess any time you want." She kept working my cock with her lips and tongue, and I vibrated my tongue against her lovely quim as I fon- dled her buttocks and ran my finger around her sweet little bunghole. Meanwhile she was using her hands on my balls and the base of my cock as she bobbed her lovely head up and down on my proud warrior. I started coming, and pumped a huge load of sperm into her sucking mouth. Her eyes opened in astonishment, but she swallowed all of my spunk greedily. After groaning the end of my orgasm I scooped up more of her copious pussy juice with my finger and rubbed it into her ass- hole, and when she was ready slid my finger into her butt. She was thrashing her body and legs with ecstasy. My softening prick slipped from her lovely lips, and I licked her pussy and wiggled my finger around in her butt as she came with moans and whispered screams. Alyssa Milano's cunt overflowed and I lapped up her delicious juice like gravy. After we had both recovered from our orgasms I scooted around again, and we kissed in the afterglow, under the hedge. "Have you ever done that before," I asked. "Only once," she said, "and I didn't like it. This was different, though." "Alyssa, Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?" I said. "I suspect you want me to find out pretty soon anyway... are you a virgin?" "Yes," she replied. "I almost did it with a boy once on the set but we got caught. That was the one time I tried a blowjob before now, but his penis wasn't nearly as big as yours." "Alyssa," I said, "then let's move to a nicer place to make you a real woman. And maybe we can find some pro- tection. I want to spend all night with you but my sup- ply is limited." "Thanks, Victor," she said, "you're thoughtful." "Do you want to go back to the house and find a bed- room?" I kissed and hugged her close. "There's a guest bungalow in the back of the gardens. Let's use it." She broke the clutch, and pressing her clothes against her chest with one hand, dragged me with the other hand back through the paths in the garden. She led me to a bungalow in the back, just as she had described. We opened the door. It was unlocked. We dropped our clothes on the doorstep and embraced, our groins thrusting against each other. Upon inspection the room was perfect. There was a bed in the dim light, and by the bedside was a bowl of condoms, flavored, ribbed, lubracated, and all sorts of other varieties. "Wow," I commented, "this must be the bedroom for *special* guests!" I latched the door and hugged Alyssa, and we jumped into the bed. We were kissing and hugging, and soon, with the sight and thrilling touch of her tight young body in the dim light (better than almost no light as outdoors had been) I was erect again. I took a condom out of the bowl and showed Alyssa how to put it on me, and then I put my rubber sheathed prick at the opening of her pussy. I rubbed it up and down the slit, and then slow- ly inched it in. After about an inch I encountered resistance. She still had her cherry. She had trusted me to let me pop it so I took it easy. I left just the head in, kissed her and murmered love words to her for a minute to let her get ready for it, and then lunged into her tight but soak- ing wet pussy. She winced at the pain as her hymen ripped apart, but as I fucked her virgin cunt and slow- ly worked my dick all the way in she smiled, kissed me furiously, and gasped her enjoyment of our sexual intercourse. I moved deep inside her. Her cunt was very tight and oily, and gripped me like a fist. I rocked back and forth, sawing my cock into her snug snatch. She grabbed my ass and started pulling me into her pussy, and rocked her ass back and forth to get my cock even deeper. Alyssa was a natural at fucking, a true cockpleaser with all the instincts of a born slut who likes nothing better than a hard cock deep in her pussy. As she started to moan and cry out my name I plunged deep into her pussy, against her womb, then slid out past her labia. I fucked her like this again and again, slamming all the way into her pussy and then pulling out. I con- tinued this deep fucking motion for a while, since I can last a long time with a condom on, until she came in a tremendous orgasm, her pussy sheath gripping me tight as her juices flowed past my pistoning cock and dripped down her butt. I kept fucking her, barely able to believe that I was screwing Alyssa Milano, television star, whose budding young body I and every other man in america had lusted over for years. She kept coming, and as she grabbed me and kissed me hard, moaning that she loved me and my cock, I exploded in orgasm inside her spasming pussy. "Oh Victor, I never realized how good sex was with the right person." she whispered into my ear. "That was wonderful." I kissed her deeply, swallowing her tongue into my mouth. Alyssa's big eyes, her soft voice, innocent face, and her firm but womanly body were irresistable. My cock grew hard again. She chose another condom, replaced the other one, and I readied myself to piston into her hot, buttery cunt again. We fucked the rest of the night, and in the morning we said goodbye, and I caught my flight and went home. She tries to keep me faithful to her, since she knows rock and roll musicians have lots of temptations, especially if they are singers, so we talk dirty on the phone every day. Not that it works, when a gorgeous blond bimbo begs me to fuck her and her friend I'm not going to say no. But since that party Alyssa flies out every other week and we spend the weekend fucking like beasts. Now that our first album is starting to take off I won- der whether she'll be at our shows in Los Angeles and the area. If so, I hope she wants to be my groupie after we play the Forum or the Whisky or whatever place we play. The other guys in my band even told her they hope she brings the cast of "Beverly Hills 90210" to the dressing room with her. They think Jenny Garth is a hot tamale, and want to boff her brains out, while I have a secret desire to unleash the slut inside Shannen Doherty. I hope Alyssa does, that would be excellent! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * KRISTEN’S LAW: It’s okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with strangers. But it isn’t okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it. OBEY KRISTEN'S LAW AND LIVE! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 6