"Midnight Muse" with Michelle Keegan
Midnight Muse
With Michelle Keegan
Written by TPG
CODES: MF, drugs, blowjob, titty-fuck, rimming, cream-pie
DISCLAIMER: This FICTIONAL story was written for entertainment purposes only
It had been an eventful few weeks for 29-year-old actress Michelle Keegan, who was physically and mentally drained. In fact she was so worn-out that she had actually contemplated spending New Years Eve at home, that was, until Mark had agreed to host a NYE party at a local nightclub.
Hours later and Michelle slipped into a pair of six inch stilettos and a figure forming dress, which only seemed to accentuate every inch of her magnificent body. Once dressed and ready for the big night, she was ultimately met by her cousin Katie and a small party of friends, who were ushered into the large venue via a backdoor.
It was there that a hostess escorted her entourage to a roped off area where a handful of other celebrities mingled at the bar, helping themselves to free champagne, while they watched Mark Wright deejay from the stage and keep the packed crowd entertained.
"I bet Mark can't wait to get you home and rip you out of that dress," her cousin giggled.
"ugh, I can't even think about sex tonight, I'm so bloody exhausted." Keegan claimed, emptying her own glass before grabbing a replacement. "At this rate I'd probably just fall asleep on him like usual."
"Things aren't that bad between you two, are they?"
Michelle flashed her cousin a mocking look.
"We'll be celebrating our two year anniversary next month," she pointed out. "Feels like we've been married for much, much longer."
"Err, sorry to hear that."
Almost everyone in the club was drunk within the hour, and as Michelle tottered back from the ladies room, it was there that our paths finally crossed. I'd had my eye on her from the moment she had arrived, and was determined to make a good impression.
"Hey, I was hoping I'd get a chance to talk to you." I said, while intercepting her in the hallway. "I'm Duncan, a freelance photographer. Can I give you my card. I'd love to do a shoot with you sometime."
Michelle frowned at the mere mention of my occupation, not really paying attention, and clearly dismissing me as just another hanger-on.
"You're probably better off speaking to my agent." she slurred back. "He's in here somewhere."
Despite this knock back I persevered nonetheless, insisting that she give me a minute of her time as I was sure it would be beneficial to the both of us. It took some convincing, but Keegan ultimately agreed to take a look at my camera and perused some of the previous models I had worked with.
Right away I could tell that despite being impressed by my work, she was a little put off by the strong nudity and suggestive poses I had the girls put in, and naturally claimed she wasn't interested.
"Those look great but, it's not really my thing."
"How so?"
"Somehow I don't think Mark would approve of me running off to do topless photos."
"When was the last time you did a men's mag," I insisted. "You should seriously consider doing another one. Every guy in the country would trip over themselves to get their hands on that issue."
Michelle blushed at the compliment.
"That's very sweet but, you make it sound like you've already made up your mind for me."
"Well at least think about it," I pointed out. "cause god knows you'll probably end up showing off that body in some cheesy movie or something. Why not do it on your own terms.. before you and Mark start a family?"
"Look, I'm just here to have a good time tonight, not talk business."
"You're right, absolutely." I apologized. "No more business talk.. but at least allow me to buy you a drink."
Keegan nodded.
"okay one drink, but then I have to get back to my friends."
The two of us didn't waste any time and immediately hit the sauce pretty hard, each of us downing two shots of tequila before following that up with some vodka and redbulls.
"You know you're lucky you're cute," she flirted. "Otherwise I would have called security by now."
We continued with some playful banter until the topic of her recent travels came up.
"ugh, don't remind me. I'm so fucking tired." she claimed. "I'm still jet-lagged. I don't even know if I'll make it to midnight tonight."
"Well, there's always a remedy for that." I said, reaching into my pocket to flash her a small satchel of coke.
Michelle bit her lip, looking around. I could tell that she knew what it was, and was more than experienced with the drug.
"Can't argue with you there,"
"You err, partake?"
"What do you think," she grinned back. "..are you offering?"
"Sure," I winked. "..but it'll cost you."
"How much?"
"How about a few quick portrait shots, just to see what I can do for you."
Michelle rolled her eyes, realizing that I wasn't going to take no for an answer.
"If you don't like them, I'll get out of your hair.. but if you do, you have to promise to swing by my studio when you've got time."
The stunning actress seemed to contemplate my offer and finally agreed, before following me upstairs to the managers empty office for some much needed privacy.
"Knock yourself out," I offered, after chopping up a few lines and helping myself.
Keegan bent down and snorted two lines, smiling widely as she stood back and wiped her nose.
Having enjoyed a quick fix, I was delighted to see her attitude change and offer to pose for my camera. I initially asked her to stand by a chair and flash me her sexiest, smoldering look. Of course, it took her several attempts to get it right as she couldn't stop laughing but ultimately I was rewarded with some very alluring portraits.
"How about we try something a little more racy," I suggested, only to have her hike up the back of her skirt and expose her flawless cheeks.
"Something like that?"
My jaw almost hit the floor as her sexy red lace panties were exposed, with two of the most perfect globes of flesh I'd ever seen.
"Damn, you look good on camera. You're a natural."
"I feel good right now," she answered. "I haven't had this much fun in ages."
"Good enough to do a few more poses?"
"I don't know why I can't say no to you," she smiled as she draped herself over the conference table and posed provocatively.
"I have an idea, get up on the desk. Legs open."
I watched as she obeyed my every command, no doubt due to the devil's dandruff.
"Now, while your up there.. slip a hand into your knickers."
Michelle paused for a moment, then smiled and complied. The combination of coke and adrenaline literally melted away any and all inhibitions, making her feel particularly reckless. She didn't even resist when I reached over and slipped the strap of her dress off her shoulder, revealing one, then two of her magnificent breasts.
"..what a great set of tits you have." I muttered as I snapped away. "Yeah, keep touching yourself like that."
Michelle was now lost in her own world, as she casually masturbated in front of a man she barely knew.
"Lose the thong."
The Manchester-born actress slowly peeled her panties down her legs before flicking them at me with a giggle. I almost stood spellbound as she slowly opened her legs to reveal her fully shaved mound, still completely undaunted by the camera.
I'm sure there was a small voice in the back of her head telling her that this was a bad idea, but the thrill of it all turned her on. After all her friends and family were right downstairs, totally unaware of what was going on directly above them.
Michelle traced a hand down between her legs, and looked directly into the camera lens as she slipped a couple of fingers into her pussy, before taking them out and sucking her digits.
"You're such an exhibitionist."
"You like that," she teased. "..watching me touch myself."
"Why don't you bend over and show me more of that fantastic ass." I requested.
She giggled in response, and took this opportunity to form another chunky line with her fingers before snorting up the substance. Realizing how high and aroused she was, I decided to take a chance and throw caution to the wind.
"Actually I've got a better idea. How about we try something fun, and have you get up on the table and bend over."
"Hmm, you really like my ass don't you." she winked, as she looked over her shoulder and posed in the most provocative position yet.. face down, ass up.
"Jesus, that ass of yours." I muttered as I snapped away. "Almost looks good enough to eat!"
"Trust me, it is." she boasted. "In fact, why don't you see for yourself."
At first I wasn't sure if I had heard her right, but when she closed her eyes and wiggled her butt at me I knew I had to take the chance. Without wasting another moment, I leaned over to BURY my face between her succulent cheeks, kissing and licking around her tiny rosebud which elicited a quiet moan.
"ah-fuck," she whimpered as I literally worshiped her ass, kissing the most intimate part of her body.
"Yeah, keep playing with yourself while I lick your butt," I told her, as she reached under to rub her clit.
As I now explored her tiny shit-pipe with the tip of my tongue, I grew bolder with each passing minute and knew that if I didn't fuck her in the next few minutes I'd live to regret it for the rest of my life. That being said I paused long enough to take a wide angle shot of her stunning pose on the table, before straight up propositioning her.
"Michelle, ever wondered how you'd look with a hard cock in your mouth?"
Keegan responded by opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue, giving me all the permission I needed.
Seconds later my pants were round my ankles as my cock was pressed against her lips, watching as she engulfed me fully into her mouth. In fact she was so good and sucking cock that I ultimately had to pull back to stop myself from ejaculating too early.
Well as it turned out Keegan found this amusing, and immediately climbed off the table to stalk me until I finally backed into a wall where she dropped to her knees and took me back into her wet mouth.
"You're not getting away that easily," she cooed, while jacking my shaft and sucking my bell-end.
All I could do was groan as this seemingly stunning, poised, married woman suddenly turned into a sexy, cock-hungry, wanton slut, who now began to twist her head from side to side while servicing my rod like a woman possessed - moaning around my penis.
"I bet you've been dreaming about this all night," she said while sucking my dick.
She wasn't wrong. Then, as though reading my lewd mind, she stopped and smiled.
"I know what you want," she grinned as she directed me down between her magnificent breasts and pushed them together, encasing me in her soft, snug cleavage. "I bet you've always wanted to get your hands on these."
I gasped under my breath at the sheer softness of her chest.
"Yeah, fuck my tits!" she said with a twinkle in her eye. "I love having a nice hard cock between my tits.. drives me crazy."
I swung harder and faster to her dirty talk, my shaft plowing a channel between her pillow-y breasts, as she suddenly seemed to want to be a more active participant in the proceedings, tucking her chin down to her chest and pursing her lips.
After several attempts she began to incorporate more of her tongue, swirling it and licking it each time around. I felt my balls tighten and the blood rushing in my ears. The pleasure was so intense, I couldn't hold off much longer and suddenly spat a huge gob of spunk all over her face.
The first torrent went straight up her nose, while the second hit her in the eye. The next few splashed across her lips and chin before she finally had the good sense to look away.
With a hot fresh load still dripping from her face, something primal inside me suddenly took over and I pulled her up to the table and spread her legs with my hands. She barely had time to respond as I dropped to me knees and ate her pussy and ass with great abandonment.
"Ah, you.. dirty fucker." she grunted at the perverse act. "You just love eating my ass don't you."
Amusingly enough I was rock hard almost immediately, despite having just shot a hot all over her face. With the taste of her pussy still fresh on my mouth, I stood up and eased my stiff member against her sex, rubbing the head along her shiny, slick mound before pushing in.
The entire seedy encounter clearly excited us both, as I began to grimace, trying my best to hold off from another orgasm as I now proceeded to fuck the "Tina and Bobby" star on the office table.
"ah-shit. Harder!" she moaned in my ear. "..fuck me. Harder!"
Always the professional, I took my camera and snapped a few pictures of the lewd action before grabbing her by the hips and pounding her as hard as possible, my balls slapping against her bare-ass until I finally popped - filling her minge with hot ropes of spunk.
Michelle cried out loud as I filled her womb, before she pushed me away and permitted me to photograph her leaking slit as she rubbed her clit. It wasn't long before the illicit nature of it all drove her over the edge, and she lay back and finished herself off with her fingers while I captured the entire episode on camera.
The actress ultimately lay there whimpering on the table as she recovered from her orgasm, while I swiftly nicked her lace panties from the floor as a keepsake. Minutes later Keegan strode out of the office and back down to her friends just in time to make it for the countdown.
I then watched with drunk amusement as she was put on the spot by her deejay husband, and asked to blow him a kiss and wave to her adoring fans, while my hot slimy load no doubt trickled down the inside of her thighs.
I squeezed her used knickers in my pocket and grinned, wondering if this would be the last time I'd ever get to have her. But judging from the smile she gave me from across the room, I'm sure it wasn't. I'm sure our paths would cross again in the new year.
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