Chapter 14: Just Roll With It (Amy Jackson)

Lazily, Amy Jackson leaned back on the chair, reflecting on how she got in the position she was. Having her feet being massaged and rubbed by a professional, someone who knew to stimulate all of the areas in her sore feet and make her feel really good. The actress had been warned, that he had magic hands, and she was feeling those hands, rubbing up and down against her foot and making her tingle all over.

Harry Potter, one of the richest men in the world, and he always found a way to surround himself with some of the most beautiful and famous women in the world. There were many who aimed to take him down, but Harry managed to make them look like fools. Some argued how he manipulated women to serve his whims, but really, did someone like him really need to manipulate anyone?"

"So, am I living up to all of the reviews?" Harry asked.

"Yes, luv," Amy managed with a breath. "I can't believe how good you're making me feel. I wonder if your hands would feel good anywhere else."

The tight yoga pants and the sports bra on her made Amy look so fetching. The alluring dark-haired woman constantly blew strands of hair absentmindedly, and Harry's imagination ran wild at what those lips could do. The blood started to rush through his hand and to a certain part of his body.

Said part of his body was an area which highly interested Amy. At least it interested her, if how she practically gawked at his junk was any indication.

"Did you get hard because of me?" Amy asked him. "Because of my feet."

"Not just because of your feet," Harry said. "You don't mind."

"No," she said. "Continue."

Harry massaged her foot and Amy decided to test Harry's self control by taking the foot he was not massaging and rubbing it up and down his leg. She did not intend to come in here to seduce Harry, but damn it, there was one very big reason why she wanted to do so. She teased pulling down his pants with her foot, and then snapped back at Harry's expression.

On the chair next to Amy, the phone rang to alert Harry's attention briefly away from Amy. He dropped her foot and now both of them were rubbing down his legs. The stunning actress massaged the handsome man thorugh his pants, creating a very tight grip.

"Melissa," Harry said.

"Hey, handsome," Melissa Benoist said over the phone in a sunny voice. "Just making sure that everything is okay, and we're still on for tomorrow. You do know it's my day tomorrow, right?"

"Oh, I know," Harry said. "And I'll be glad to have you for the entire day."

"Me too," Melissa said.

Amy decided to boldly pull Harry's pants down while he was on the phone with her fellow Supergirl actress. She exposed his gigantic tool to the entire world and smiled. Harry offered no indication that she was currently touching his manhood other than a grasp of her.

"So, what are you wearing?" Melissa asked him.

"Something warm and silky," Harry said.

Amy milked Harry's balls and jerked off his cock with her right foot, smashing him between her silky toes. The rise and the fall of her chest, along with the sports bra to give Harry a bird's eye flew of her cleavage, distracted him.

"I'm sure you look good in it," Melissa said. "I'm just sitting here, in nothing, but a bathrobe. Really wish I could pull it off for you and you can give me a full physical. Are you thinking about feeling me up slowly? Because I know I am."

Having phone sex with one actress while another jerked him off with her foot was not the strangest thing that happened in Harry's life. Not even close.

"Depends if you're a bad girl or a good girl," Harry said.

"Oh, Harry, honey, I'm always a good girl," Melissa said. "Most of the time at least...mmm...just thinking about my legs wrapped around you, when you slide into me. I can't wait until tomorrow...is everything okay? You sound a bit out of breath."

"Not too much, just caught me after a workout," Harry said.

"Well, don't work out too hard, I won't be happy if you're not at peak performance tomorrow," Melissa said. "I've got something special planned, that's going to blow your mind."

Amy pumped him back and forth, rubbing her finger against the tip of his cock head. Harry tried not to zone out of the conversation with Melissa, despite this exotic beauty constantly pleasuring him with her feet and bringing Harry close to the edge.

"Do tell," Harry grunted.

"Well, you're familiar with the Evil Supergirl costume, right?" Melissa asked.

"Vaguely said."

That was a lie, because Harry knew that Evil Supergirl costume all too well. In fact, Kara was one of his Alpha Wives on his native Earth. So, obviously, Harry would be in a relationship with the actress who played her in a universe which Supergirl as a fictional character. Because, why wouldn't he?

"Well, you're going to enjoy what I have," Melissa said. "I guess, I'm going to be your band girl. Hopefully you can bend me over and spank me until I'm raw. And then you can teach me how to be a good girl. I'm wet, so wet that it almost hurts….you want me to put on the camera, babe? Because, I'm fingering myself right now."

"I believe you," Harry said. "And I'll be waiting for you."

"I know, I know," Melissa said. "Oooh, I just can't stand not being with you, not being with that big hard cock of yours."

Harry flipped Melissa on speaker phone. Amy just grinned at the sounds of Melissa masturbating herself over the phone, and she jerked Harry evern faster with her feet.

"Amy's here too by the way," Harry said.

"Oh, she's hot, isn't she?" Melissa asked. "Thinking about two of you together has you so horny."

"I'm sure it is," Amy said. "And Harry's going to slip into something more comfortable in a minute. Bet you wish you really were Supergirl right now, don't you?"

"Yes, because I'd be over there right now," Melissa said. "Make sure you give him a nice hard fuck for the both of us."

"Soon. He's going to cum all over my feet. All of my sexy legs and tummy, because he's a filthy little pervert. He's our filthy little pervert, isn't he?"

"YES. OH FUCK YES!"

The sounds over the phone and Amy's delicious feet wanking him off made Harry bust a load. His thick cream splashed all over her feet, and her yoga-pant covered legs, some of it firing on her stomach as well. Amy received a cum bath and enjoyed it.

She dropped her legs, with Harry gazing at her, the beauty of Amy rubbing the cum into her soft soles. It made her feet look so smooth and so sleek. Amy rose to her feet and then grabbed Harry by the crotch, kissing the powerful man so hard. Their tongues clashed together, with Amy pulling away.

Amy walked over, taking the phone from Harry's hand and propping it up on the table. She scooped Harry's present off of her stomach. Amy made a production of eating Harry's tasty seed, while wiggling her butt at him. Melissa softly cried over the phone.

"You enjoying being a part of this?" Harry asked."Or do you want to hang up?"

"No!" Melissa yelled. "Thank God I have unlimited minutes. Are you going to fuck her in the middle of the call?"

Harry pulled Amy's pants down, and started to rub her ass.

"She has such a perfect ass," Harry said. "And her pussy is so wet, I'm rubbing it right now. Are you thinking about me rubbing your pussy too? Being right there, fingering you, and getting your warm cunt nice and wet, like I am yours."

"He is fingering me so good," Amy said. "Does he finger you good?"

"Always!" Melissa yelled over the phone. "Oh, he's so amazing….I don't know what I would do without him."

"I'm sure you'd manage fine," Harry said. "Oh, damn girl, how pent up are you?"

It was hard for Amy to focus when Harry's third leg was pushing up against her. The sounds of their third long distance partner having a pretty good time over the phone got even louder. Harry was all over her body, pressing against Amy.

"She wants me to fuck her," Harry hissed over the phone.

"Wish you were here to fuck me," Melissa said.

"Just stick it in me already!" Amy howled.

Harry aimed towards her and shoved deep inside of her. She was so gloriously tight and silky when she wrapped around him it almost hurt. Harry edged a little bit closer, rubbing up and down her body. He clutched Amy's butt and squeezed down onto it. She was extremely horny, about as much as he was.

"You lovely little minx," Harry said. "It's almost like you brought me up here because you wanted to get me in your pants."

"Oh, there's no almost about it," Amy sexily responded.

Her accent just caused Harry's blood to boil with lust. He cranked up the phone a little bit, so he could hear Melissa's sweet sounds, intermingled with Amy's. Even over the phone, Harry had a pretty good pull on these women.

He pulled out of Amy, leaving her with a feeling of emptiness the second he pulled out of her. Harry ground against her, making Amy just look over, her eyes flushed over. She broke out into constant heavy breathing, the more Harry cranked his fingers inside of her. He had her right where he wanted her, making her tingle underneath his hands.

Harry brought Amy and the phone over onto the bed. He climbed on top of Amy and kissed her. She responded with a kiss of her own, rubbing Harry's back. His face nuzzled in her soft hair, and then down onto her neck. He sucked on Amy's shoulder blades.

Amy pulled the man of her dreams closer towards her. She wrapped her legs around Harry and flipped him over onto the bed. The worshipping of her god started, with, Amy sucking on Harry's flesh. She enjoyed every single moment she spent with her man.

"I'm going to ride you, baby!" Amy yelled.

"Melissa, she's going to ride me," Harry said. "Still with us? Mel?"

"Yes!" Melissa breathed. "Oh, damn it, ride that big cock. Ride it all night long….I really wish I could be there to see it all! I bet she looks good wrapped around you like that."

Amy bit down on her lip for a brief second before taking the plunge onto Harry. Eventually, she just had to let it go, sinking down on her lover. Wet flesh cracked down onto Harry. She flung off her sports bra all of the way and stroked her body. Harry's eyes followed her rise and her descent.

They met each other, with Amy's pussy gobbling up Harry's rod and releasing him. The loud smack, smack, smack echoed throughout the room. Amy tilted back, biting down on her lips.

"Shit, Mel, she's so hot," Harry groaned.

The lovely lady bounced up and down on Harry. She started to milk his thrusts into her, her sizzling hot body making her look like a debauched angel. His throbbing balls ached to paint the inside of another beautiful women completely wet with him.

Amy turned around, after pulling out of him. She rode Harry reverse cowgirl style and had a grand old time of doing so. She hesitated for a little bit getting at him, thinking that Harry would not live up to any expectations. Despite Melissa and Chyler and Katie not shutting the fuck up about him every time he entered the conversation, Amy abstained for a good six months. And they were far from the only ones who talked up Harry.

Shame on her, shame on her, oh damn it. She reached a state beyond what should be legal. Passion this intense should be illegal.

How many fanboys would give their right nut to be in the position Harry was in? Essentially fucking Saturn Girl while Supergirl was getting off on their sex over the phone. Granted, it was the actresses that played their fiction counterparts. And he was certain the real Imra and Kara would want to replay this little scenario when he visited back home.

Regardless, that fact was stifled back the fact that Harry eased himself closer. He planted his thick, engorged rod as far into Amy as it would go, enjoying the press of her silken walls just wrapping around him. She was so amazing that Harry could not hold back for very long. And judging by how fast she was bouncing on him, Amy did not want him either.

This magical meeting was about ready to finish. Amy closed her eyes and breathed.

"He's about to cum," Amy said. "Aren't you? You're about to cum for me, aren't you?"

"Yes!" Melissa yelled. "Oh, cum inside of Amy! Fuck her tight little pussy, spoil her for everything else!"

Harry was not going to let one of his favorite actresses down at this crucial moment. Amy was now facing him and riding him the last few strokes down. The tension of his loins signaled a sweet and succulent release.

A chain reaction followed with Amy climaxing, Harry cumming, and Melissa finishing over the phone. The sounds of their cries signaling their release merged together with Harry's gift shooting deep into Amy's succulent body. The slapping sounds of their flesh tapered off the faster Harry injected her.

Amy closed her eyes, fondling her erect nipple. Yes, yes, she should have done this sooner. Amy slid off of him and then picked up Harry's phone, putting it near her pussy. She made sure Melissa heard the squishy sounds the gorgeous actress diddling herself. Melissa responded by making slurping sounds over the phone, getting as close as she would to eating Harry's divine gift from Amy's sweet pussy.

"Damn, you kinky little minx," Harry said. "You got me hard again."

"So sorry," Melissa said in a sweet voice.

Harry pulled Amy back towards him and the two met together.

"If it makes you feel better, I smell like a house of ill-repute," Melissa said.

Harry just smiled and made sure that Amy's mouth was close to the receiver when he plunged into her. Melissa got an earful of the lovely woman's screams, wishing that she was very much in Amy's position.

Tomorrow could not come soon enough. She hope Harry would be ready, because she would be up there bright and early, and she expected the entire day from him.

End.