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To Catch A Starlet 2 part 7
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To Catch a Starlet 2: Nelson's Revenge, Part VII: Lust Behind the Toolshed
I stopped to pull my coat down over my ass and pussy, hoping to God that the
car would just pass by. But it didn't. I heard Nelson's voice: "Want a ride,
(chuckle) lady?"
I was so pissed. He had put me in the position of a slut, and then he has
the nerve to treat me like that after all I've been through. I turned around
and said, "You should recognize me. Does my voice sound familiar?"
Nelson was once again in shock, just as he was when he saw those beautiful
nude pictures of Kellie with the pearls over her legs. "Kellie?"
I realized that Nelson was here for something. So I got in the car and asked
him, "What are you doing here?"
Nelson responded, "I, uh... I just live in the neighborhood."
"You know something about the cows! Your father told me all about them."
"OK, I got the needles from some guy named Peter from GenTex. Now, Kellie,
what are you doing here? And how come you look so different?"
"Well, I didn't want to look like Kellie Martin, so I changed my hair. Then
I called your father about GenTex and he had me go to a strip club. Then the
bouncer wouldn't let me talk to Peter, so I had to strip and then take him
home! I wanted to talk to him, but then he tied me up and injected me with
something, so now I have Ashley Richardson's bust and Morganna's hips!"
"My God.." was all Nelson could say. He desperately wanted to rip open my
coat and see my fantastic body.
"How about getting an antidote, Nelson?"
"I don't know. Maybe Peter has it."
"Oh, that's him right now!" I turned to my side and saw Peter running after
me, yelling for "Donna!" again.
"I want that antidote!" I said.
"Hold your horses, Miss Nude Universe," he said. "You haven't even seen my
new dick yet! I think your pussy's the only one that can take it right now..."
Nelson hadn't changed; he was still a bargaining-for-sex creep. But the
thought of my pussy swallowing all of a dick of THAT size intrigued me. Now
Peter was trying to get in the car, banging on the windows. "Fine, Nelson.
Just drive away now. I want to get away from him."
Nelson burned rubber. I said, "OK, Nelson. Here's the deal: Make love to me,
then come back for that antidote. I can't go to classes looking like this!"
"OK. Looking like what?"
I unzipped my coat and revealed my wet, naked, full-figured body to him,
giving special attention to those big, supple breasts. He couldn't concentrate
on driving now, and I could tell that he indeed wasn't sporting any old woody.
I zipped my coat back up.
About a mile away now, we pulled up into the driveway of a house that had
yet to be sold to a new owner. Nelson told me a girlfriend used to live there
and that they made love behind a toolshed in the backyard. He said, "Oh, those
poor feet. They can't stand the snow. Let me carry you."
I didn't think he could, but as long as I held on to him, he could carry me.
I simply loved the feeling of being carried like a virgin bride to the site of
her marriage's consummation. The back of my coat hung free while he carried
me, exposing my warm ass to the cold air. That made my pussy get wet again. He
dropped me gently onto the ground behind the toolshed, then roughly unzipped
my coat. "Wow!" he said. "I never thought I could see a woman with a body like
that in front of me."
"I'm only doing this for the antidote," I reminded him. Then I felt the
bulge under his pants with my foot. "... And your tower of power," I
whispered.
While he took off his sweatshirt, I lowered his pants, taking care to better
feel that bulge with his hands. That dick was harder than steel! Lazily taking
off his shoes and socks with his feet, he then took off his pants and
underwear in one fell swoop! Then I slowly removed my coat.
Now we were both naked. We held each other tight as we kissed so
passionately, then he went around to the back of my neck! That made me hold
him tighter and arch my back. He guided his hands to my breasts and began to
grab and rub them, and I fell back to the ground, moaning. He then got down
and began to suck on my right breast, and I tousled his hair as he did so. He
did it for so long, I wondered if he wanted to be a baby again and have me
breast-feed him. I kept my lower half excited by grinding my ass against the
wet ground.
When he finished that, I spread my legs as wide as I could, gently caressing
my pussy-lips with my fingers to get them really wet and open for service. He
opened them further, then entered me so slowly. That dick was 1 1/2 inches
thick, and about 8 inches long! Yet my pussy was just the right size for him,
and I felt no tearing at all, anywhere. My breaths were shorter and shorter
now, and when the head of his Cadillac of members hit the back of my cookie
basket, I let out a quick, load moan.
Then from there, it was just like any other coital union, only 2 1/2 times
greater. (Well, his dick was 2 1/2 times as big as previous.) He made it last
much longer; it seemed like forever before his thrusts got really fast. I
wrapped my legs around him again, and I found I could rub my feet together and
still allow him to hump me.
Then he suddenly hit a place inside me that set off some switch that had
never been turned on before. It was my G-spot! I was screaming so loudly for
joy, and Nelson French-kissed me to stop me from disturbing the peace. Now I
was in heaven, being French-kissed and fucked like never before. Getting
lighter and hotter, I let out muffled screams through my nose. So did Nelson!
My vaginal walls tightened around him, and I could feel him spurt inside me. I
could not even realize in the heat of the moment that we had forgotten to use
a condom.
We remained in an embrace as he slowly exited me, and I moaned once more the
head of his dick was out. Then, a couple of minutes later, the aftershock of
this tremendous orgasm rocked my body, and I whispered more soft moans: "Oh,
ohhhh, uaaohhhhhhh, yessss, yessssss..."
We went to sleep and woke up a few hours later. "Was it as good for you as
it was for me?"
"That depends on the antidote. It might not work."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm so sorry."
"What, about the orgasm?"
"No, we forgot to use the condom."
"Then we have to get it now!"
--TO BE CONTINUED-- Does Kellie become a pregnant teenage vamp with big tits
and thighs? Or can she become Marty again? And how will Peter fit into the
scheme of things?? Oh, this conclusion will be way better than that of the
original!
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