A Dove's Feathers (Celebrity)

Synopsis: Still distraught over her father's death, Dove Cameron is ready to get over it by hiring some random lookalike and fucking his brains out.

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Dove Cameron readied herself. Part of her couldn't believe she had arranged this sort of thing in the first place. If word of this night got out at all, her image would be ruined. But she didn't care. She had needs, mental and physical, that she needed to have satisfied.

Her father's death had left a gaping hole in her psyche. She was only fifteen when it happened. He had killed himself. And the reason for that was that apparently he was a closet case. Everyone had consoled her in her time of need. She had spoken publicly about it to the whole world, advocating for mental health awareness. But deep down she could feel they were all laughing at her. There was no other choice. She had to take this situation into her own hands.

So it was that she stepped into the room where her client was waiting for her. She had gone well out of her way to find him. Middle aged, not fat, maybe slightly pudgy underneath his clothes, and he had a receding hairline, he almost looked exactly like her father did when he did himself in. Not the kind of guy you'd find on the Hollywood walk of fame. That suited her. All that mattered was that he was what she needed.

And she knew he needed her as well. She had offered him a hefty paycheck. An average Joe like him would do anything to get this kind of cash. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity for him, the thing that would change his life forever. For her, it was chump change. This experience right now was the thing that would change her life for the better.

He was sitting in a chair. His back was still facing her. She hadn't let any details slip about what exactly was going to happen tonight, only that he was being offered damn good money for it. He himself was eager to get the money, but he was also a little nervous. This room was as fine as anything else, easily the most lavish place he had been in his whole life. Fine furniture, a nice bed in the corner. If he could spend the rest of his life in this room, he'd have it made.

But he didn't know what was going to happen. There was a laptop sitting open on a nearby desk. Part of him was thinking he was going to be part of one of those red room livestream murders, something you'd find on the deep web. He already felt out of his depth. That feeling only deepened when he heard the clacking of her high heels as she went inside.

The clacking continued until she was right at his back. He felt her hands move onto his bare shoulders. "I've missed you daddy..." she cooed to him. He jumped up a little at that. Her voice was so sweet and seductive, the sound of a whore. Definitely the sound of a girl too young for him. She was almost thirty at that point but she was no less beautiful for it. And her talents working for the Disney Channel let her effortlessly put on that same voice that had captivated her young audience but now with the dark echo of a lusty siren having so many needs.

Every hair on his body stood up on end when she gave a breathy sigh on the back of his neck. She massaged his shoulders for several seconds, her hands were so soft and the sensation sent shivers down his spine, and then she moved so that she was right in front of him. He gulped.

Standing in front of him was a dream most people would take without the offer of cash money. Dove was only wearing a set of black lingerie, a top that opened up to a long black gown that teased her lovely nubile body underneath. She posed for him suggestively, holding her hands behind her back.

He was ready to say something, he had bigger things on his mind then just making some cash. But then she put a finger to his lips.

"Be quiet daddy. There's so much more I want to do right now than hear you talk." She stood over him, putting her hands on his shoulders. "You know, I'm really good at acting and singing and it's made me world famous. But that's not the thing I'm most proud of. Do you know what makes me get up in the morning and thank everything that I'm still alive?"

His lips jerked nervously. He was already at a loss for words with this beautiful woman hovering over him, but he remembered her command to be silent. And he didn't want to displease her.

Very slowly, she leaned so that her lips were at his ear. "It's being a huge slut," she whispered. He felt her breath on his skin with every word she spoke. He was so hard.

He watched her spin around and move to the laptop. His eyes followed her delicious form, those sexy legs, that slim ass bouncing with every step she took. The short skirt of the gown she was wearing teased him, it was see through and he could see her slender figure right through it. Then she was at the laptop. She turned on Boyfriend.

Then she walked over to him, standing several feet away from him. He watched her move aside the straps of the top of her ensemble. Her breasts jiggled from being freed of their confines and then he saw them bared before his eyes. She smiled and moved her hands down, stripping out of her underwear further. Her slim hips, her flat stomach, he looked at her with sheer adoration. When she let go of it, it fell right to her ankles. The only thing she was still wearing was a thong.

Dove was practically naked now. She moved her hands back up to her chest covering them, putting on the affect of a shy little maiden, but her actions and the lewd smile on her face spoke the truth. She twirled around and he got a real good look at her asscheeks spilling out of her little thong too.

Still covering her chest, she lowered herself down onto his lap. She ground her butt deeply onto the boner in his pants, teasing him so lovingly and moving her naked back against his torso. Her long hair spilled onto him and she looked into his eyes. He moved to kiss her and then she moved herself right back up with the natural precision of a dancer.

She turned around to look at him. She was still teasing him, covering her breasts before him, and then she sat right down on top of his lap. She rode the lump in his pants hard, she was moaning deeply all the while, and in tandem with the racy lyrics still playing, he felt like a boy going to the club for the first time. He was totally at her mercy.

Just as he was getting really hard and aching to overstep his bounds, she stood up. She turned around to face him, looking back at him. The lyrics were so sensual and menacing at the same time. It only exemplified the dark look she was giving him as she slowly strode on towards him. She was hovering over him again, looking down at him with an evil smile. He looked away and down from her poisonous gaze out of nervousness. Right at her tits.

That suited her just fine. "Do you like my tits daddy? Because I love fucking guys like you with these jugs. I'll tell you one thing. With how big they are now, I bet they could even make your gay cock cum."

"Wh-what...?" he said, forgetting her earlier command and simply being perplexed by how weird this encounter had turned. Those lyrics were still playing, burning themselves into his brain alongside her erotic visage, he felt like he was alone with a predator. He was beginning to wonder if the money was worth it.

Fortunately for him, Dove had other priorities on her mind. Very slowly she sauntered herself down until she was down on her knees before him. She licked her lips as she looked at the tent he was pitching in his pants. Then she snapped open the button and undid the zipper, grabbed the hem of his undershorts and lifted it down, baring his naked penis before her.

Without warning, she ensnared his dick within the confines of her breasts. He jumped back from the sweetness of it, all his worries went right out the window as he knew exactly what she wanted. She was moving herself back and forth fast and he loved it.

While he was losing himself, the laptop was still playing that song.

I could be a better boyfriend than him

I could do the shit that he never did

Up all night, I won't quit

Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him

I could be such a gentleman

Plus all my clothes would fit

All the lyrics seemed so right to him. He looked down at her, she was still tit fucking him, and that sight alone down on her knees got him even more turned on. He always loved the sight of a hot girl pleasuring him like this, and it had been so long since he had been in such a racy situation. He was long past the age where he could score with a babe like this one. And she could easily have been his daughter.

But for all his joy from this tit fuck, the pressure building in his penis was too much. He threw his head back, crying out louder and louder. It had been so long since he was moved to a nut this fast and yet here it was. His moans became labored, and yet it was nothing compared to the energy threatening to burst from his entire prick. Still a little afraid of her, he grabbed onto his head instead and holding it as hard as he could, screamed at the top of her lungs.

That little outburst took her by surprise too. His penis almost quaked within her breasts, and then he shot load after load of hot cum all over her face and her chest. He came again and again, it was not only one of the best nuts he ever blasted, but for her she also realized he had quite the leaky dick. That suited her just fine, she made sure to clean him up good.

She took his still stiff member into her mouth and licked all over it, making sure to catch the remainder of his load. While doing that, she also slurped up the rest of the cum oozing down his shaft. Once she was done cleaning him up, she took him out of her mouth and wiping off the goo on her face, ate it deliciously as if it was a feast. She closed her eyes as she sucked her fingers, making sure to savor every last drop of it.

She looked down at her breasts. There must have been even more cum on her taters than there was on her face. Licking her lips, she took each of her tits into her mouth to clean off his jizz, sucking and biting on her hard nipples. He faintly looked down at her. Her already erotic vision was already so much more beautiful as she dutifully ate his jizz. While her head was still downward, eating her chest and his essence, her eyes moved up to meet his.

Dove firmly looked up at him, his spunk still deep in her mouth. She had a dead smile on her face. He knew he was in trouble but he didn't care.

She stood up again so that she was standing over him. Not looking away from her, she suddenly plunged her face onto his. Her tongue invaded his mouth and he tasted his cum swishing deep into his mouth and down his throat while they violently snogged each other. Boyfriend was still going on. It was on loop, and now the lyrics said:

I could be a better boyfriend than him

I could be a better boyfriend

I never would have left you alone

Here on your own glued to your phone

Never would have left you alone

For someone else to take you home

When their lips parted, she sighed happily. "I love the taste of cum so much. Now I need to get it from my cock loving faggot of a daddy."

"What...?" he said, now honestly amused rather than terrified. This act was feeling too good to be scary anymore.

She wasn't in the mood to drop character just yet. She lightly slapped him, hard enough to make an impact but not enough to sting. "Your cum tastes great daddy! But you know that's not what I really need." She grabbed onto his head hard and pressed her face against his. There was a crazed look in her eyes and that close, he couldn't not see all of her wants and needs in there. "Strip naked and get onto that fucking bed," she hissed.

He followed her command without hesitation. Meanwhile, she left and went into the other room. While he was getting off his clothes, he looked around. He didn't know what she had in mind for him but he didn't care. He was feeling hornier and more open minded than ever. He plopped himself down on the bed, eager for whatever she had in store for him.

She came out with something he wasn't expecting. She had a strap on mounted onto her thong and she was holding a bottle of lube. He was looking more at the strap on than her just then, the fake penis had to be at least fifteen inches long. He gulped.

"I'm going to make all your dreams come true tonight daddy," she said as she moved towards him. Before he could say anything or think otherwise, that prick was right at her face. "Suck it."

Gulping, he did exactly as she commanded him to. He opened his mouth and took the thing into his mouth. At first she was gentle with him, moving that big one in and out of his mouth slowly. "Stick your tongue out," she said, and he did, his tongue sticking out his mouth on the underside of the giant shaft moving back and forth on his tongue. He really did look like a cock loving slut.

Then she gradually picked up the pace. He didn't notice much of a change at first but as she got faster, he had to start bobbing his head back and forth to make it easier for him to handle the intensity of the cock fucking his mouth. While he was doing that, she giggled.

"I wonder if you had a real cock to suck on all the time like this if you wouldn't have killed yourself like you did."

Dove was getting faster. He didn't hear her open the bottle of lube and get it on her hands. Just as he was about to gag, she took it out and he gasped for air.

He leaned forward, taking deep breaths. He was so weak that he couldn't resist her when she grabbed him and pressed him down onto all fours and pressed him so that his behind was facing her. He felt like he was alone in the lion's cage, whatever confidence he had earlier was gone. That got even worse than her hands spread his buttcheeks wide and then her fingers slick with the lube were piercing into his rosebud.

She was deftly moving her fingers inside his anal regions. Before he realized it he was getting hard again. She really knew what she was doing, and he was so sensitive there, all guys were. However humiliating and worrisome this might have been, as much as he knew he should have asked her to stop, he was getting really turned on too. If that was all it was, he could enjoy this encounter to his heart's content.

His whole body jerked up when he came again before he realized it. He had never been touched down there in his anal cleft before let alone so good. The sudden orgasm rocked him so good that he totally collapsed down onto the mattress, unable to move. He was shaking, he was weak, and he loved it.

And she wasn't finished with him yet either. Still rocked in the throes of his orgasm, she began fingering him again. He sucked in his breath and bit into the sheets on the bed as he got hard again instantly. He had never known something so good, he didn't think he could get stiff again so easily, not in general and definitely not at his age now. But she knew how to work his sweet spot. The lyrics and instruments in Boyfriend became an aural blur as he sank into the wonderful sensations she was working in him.

He came again only a minute after his most recent accident. He smiled. It was all so good. He forgot about that strap on she had on. He had no worries whatsoever.

She patted his butt. "Sit up daddy," she said. He complied as best he could. But his body was still weak after the way she treated him. He only had enough strength to get back up on all fours.

Just as he was going to try and sit upright, he felt her claws sink into his hips. He felt alarm and made to look back at her. Not fast enough because then he felt his asshole being filled up.

He couldn't move at first. His whole rectum was filled up with the strap on penis and he froze up from the strange sensation. He felt weak, he felt hard, and he didn't know what to do.

Dove was not nearly as conflicted. She was merciful for the first few seconds she had that thing in his ass before she picked up the pace fast. He almost shrieked from it, that big dick fucking his ass was unreal. The only thing more paralyzing than the enormous phallus filling him up was the knowledge that this sort of thing was happening to him at all. He had never done it before.

But it didn't take long for that feeling to change to a strange bliss he had never felt before in his whole life. The feeling filling up his anus seemed to fill up the rest of his body too. Most importantly it felt like the phallus fucking him was extending to his own penis too, making it stand up on end and altogether he was powerless to do anything but move himself back and forth in tandem with her.

Pretty soon there was no longer any pretense. They were both rocking each other hard. His mind was racing wild with thoughts of how crazy it was that this thing was happening to him at all. He couldn't think at all about how or why he had agreed to this arrangement in the first place. The only thing he could focus on was that it was happening period. And then the lyrics became louder than ever.

The next words cut deep into his bones.

I could be a better boyfriend

I don't need to tell you twice

All the ways he can't suffice

If I could give you some advice

I would leave with me tonight

The universe must have divined this, mmm, mmm

Ladies first, baby, I insist

He hissed through his teeth. He was on the cusp of another orgasm after hearing those words and screeched as he collapsed onto his front. With his ass sticking up in the air in a very female motion, he couldn't do anything else but feebly move back with her.

He was rocked by another orgasm and then he couldn't move anymore. He was shaking and trembling in that submissive bliss. As much as she wished otherwise, Dove knew it too. She slowly pulled out of him, watching his anus snap shut on the spot.

"I love my cock loving daddy..." she whispered to him.

He barely heard that. A thin sliver of drool escaped his lips and his penis was oozing with cum. He couldn't think straight anymore. All he could do was obey her.

She giggled. "Lie on your back daddy."

He weakly complied. He was still hard, still up for more. That pleased her. He faintly smiled when he saw her take off the strap on. She took off the thong too. Now he was ready for something very vanilla.

But however ordinary regular coitus was, she was not in the mood to make it so gentle. She slammed herself down on him hard. Already so sensitive, his whole body twitched when they were properly joined and she never let up once, humping him hard. He was horny, he was terrified, and he was totally within her power.

While he was just sitting there, trying to adjust mentally and physically to her riding him, she was still holding the strap on. He was just finding the strength to fuck her right back when she shoved the phallus into his mouth. He gagged on it, but after taking it up the ass so good and now having her bobbing her lovely nubile body on top of him, it was far from the worst thing he had done. He tasted his anal juices for the first time along with the strong taste of raspberry from the lube.

Eventually his mind broke and he began bobbing his head back and forth, deliberately sucking on the phallus as hard as possible. She laughed and only pushed it into his mouth further. It wasn't the most comfortable thing around but he was becoming cozy with his submission, and together with her pussy squeezing his dick, he didn't want it to change. He was totally at peace with his current situation.

Alas his body betrayed him. After cumming spontaneously so many times before, he felt that same familiar pressure bursting through his penis again. Before he could do anything else, he shot another load of thick cum deep inside her pussy. She dropped the phallus and it fell out his mouth as she threw her head back in her own deep climax.

Finally having gotten it herself, Dove fell off of him. For him, that nut was just as good as the other ones, but he knew he wouldn't be getting stiff again anytime soon. He lay there, the music, the pleasure, the sweetness of being on her bed, it was all so good.

He was looking at her lying there. She was so beautiful and so naked. He blinked. The next thing he knew, she was sucking him off again, cleaning him deeply. Her blowjob was far more fast paced than the first one, it felt like his dick was going to melt off. But he didn't care one bit, and submitted to her completely.

Her hands found his chest. Not willing to go easy on him, her fingers found his nipples and pinched them. He wheezed a bit, that one woke him up. He wasn't hard again but that one single little moment made him blast his final weak load into her mouth.

Dove stopped sucking him off. She looked up at him again, his dick out of her mouth. There was no cum in her mouth, nothing to indicate that she had sucked him dry. He blinked again and then her face was at his. He tasted the familiar flavor of his cum, her tongue, and kissed her back gently. When she was finished, she moved back and cupped his face. He was lost in those eyes, now so loving and tranquil, nothing like the moods of overt aggression and quiet fury she had displayed earlier. "I love you daddy. I always will. And I forgive you." He fell in love with her at that instant.

Then she got up. She turned the music off and she handed him the check for the sum of cash he had agreed to. He was almost disappointed, he wanted to go at it for more. But that wasn't part of the agreement.

As he got his clothes back on and left, Dove sighed. That had been one hell of a fuckfest. But she also felt a considerable lightness on her heart. And she never felt better.

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