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    fanfiction "Pandora 2: Calypso" with Selena Gomez

    "Pandora 2: Calypso" with Selena Gomez
    Written by chitown
    (MF, MMF, BJ)

    Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction, containing somewhat explicit material, intended to entertain adults. If that's going to trouble you, or not permitted to you for some reason, read no further.

    Pandora: the story of an inner city girl with smarts and savvy enough to make the jump from exotic dancer to club manager. It ends too soon when she balks at the new owner's order to introduce the fresh faced newbie to the seediest side of the business.

    Calypso: the story of a sheltered suburban girl who goes to college to become a social worker and becomes entranced by her Urban Studies classes. When the police shrug off the murder of her new friend (and research subject for her senior thesis) she herself investigates. Oops.

    --

    The lift doors closed; the car started to rise. He waited a moment before asking, "Selena, are you sure you want to do this? The contract is ready, waiting to be signed."

    "It's a point of honor. I told him if he cast me I'd use my mouth."

    "I thought that was for Pandora."

    "Yes, and I noticed you waited till I was floating in post-coital bliss, after we read the script together, to convince me Calypso would be the better choice."

    "Can you blame me? That's quite a bed Taylor has."

    She aimed a punch at George's bicep as the bell dinged, the doors slid open and the conversation ended.

    --


    Selena Gomez walked into my office at Starlight Pictures this time dressed in a blue plaid button down flannel shirt, black linen miniskirt, bright red pumps that picked up the pin stripes in the shirt and perfectly matched her lipstick.

    Long wavy brunette tresses, smoky eyes and a hint of blush completed the look.

    Force of habit, I'd already pushed the button to lock us in when I realized her muscle had followed her in, and was digging something out of the messenger bag she'd placed on the second chair.

    "Miss Gomez, haven't I proved trustworthy? Do we really need a chaperone?" He pulled out a towel and roll of duct tape, headed to the recently installed security camera; it's existence prompted by Scarlett Johansson's latest visit.

    "Call me Selena. Consider, maybe he's here to keep me in check."

    I laughed, but damn, how does she make that smile so innocent and sultry at the same time.

    "What are you doing?" I directed at him as he taped the towel over the half globe.

    "Based on our last trip, I trust we've established we don't want anything that happens in this room recorded. This is easier than hacking your system."

    "So you're responsible for the 25 minutes of static I recorded?"

    "Yes"

    "Some other time, we should discuss how you managed that"

    He'd returned, to stand behind the chair Selena had seated herself in. "Not likely, but anything's possible."

    I looked to her. "Well, then, it's my understanding the lawyers and agents have worked out the details for your bit part in Pandora and the lead in Calypso. What brings you to Nashville, to my office, today?"

    She stood up. "The unwritten clause." She came around the desk. "I'm here to fulfill my end of the bargain."

    The Disney darling was standing right next to me now as I tried to watch both her and the bodyguard at the same time. "Do you think you might stand up a minute?"

    I pushed back from the desk, swiveled to face her, got up.

    We were looking into each other's eyes as her hands reached for my belt. She had it unbuckled, fly unzipped, when I finally reacted, stopped her.

    "What are you doing?" I couldn't help but look at the tough guy, just standing there, watching.

    "I told you next time I'd use my mouth. Surely you don't expect me to give you a blow job on set."

    No, I didn't expect fellatio, from her, in public, but apparently she'd decided on a select audience.

    She dropped to her knees as she guided my slacks and boxers down to my ankles, leaving her eye level with my crotch.

    She cupped my balls with her left hand, pushed on my stomach with her right and I fell back to sit on the edge of my chair, knees parted enough to allow her to lean forward, lick the bell end of my half hard manhood.

    Her delicate fingers supported my nuts as she massaged them with her thumb. She ran her tongue over my growing length, one side, the other, along the top, coating me with her saliva, all the while staring up at me with those molten brown pools of innocence, now fairly bubbling with somewhat else –lust?

    When the Spring Breakers starlet had me good and wet she grasped me at the base and began lightly stroking even as her lips closed around my mushroom tip, finally haven taken a bit of me inside her.

    She pumped my shaft and fondled my jewels as her tongue swirled around my trouser snake's head, caressing the sensitive skin, even probing the single eye, causing me to squirm in my seat, all the while maintaining our locked gaze.

    "Selena?" I breathed out

    "Mmmph?" she acknowledged, the humming vibration sending delicious bolts through my cock to the rest of my body.

    "May I touch you?"

    "Mm hmm" and damn that sent that electrical charge again. I took it as a yes because it didn't sound like "no"

    I brushed her hair back behind her ears, then using them as handles lightly pulled her head closer to me, sliding my prick deeper into her mouth.

    She worked her tongue vigorously over my shaft, the bottom, the sides, as I now fucked her pretty little face.

    I tilted her this way and that, watched as her full cheeks alternated bulging with my meat. Her spit drooled out over my rod, dripped down onto the hand still toying with my ‘nads as I crashed into the back of her throat, repeatedly choking her and triggering the gag reflex, tearing up her eyes.

    I blurted out, "Oh god Selena, you know what I want? I want you to deep throat me. Have you ever done that?" I was a little crazed, but she's so small maybe she can't physically handle it.

    The Behaving Badly babe surprised me by pushing back hard enough to clear her mouth, but I almost laughed when my suddenly freed erection slapped her across the face for her trouble.

    "If that's what you want, you'll have to answer my questions. What happened to Pandora? Why did you have her killed?"

    It took me a moment to realize what was going on, that we were acting out the climactic scene of Calypso, just as she'd given me a lap dance from Pandora, but it became clear when her shadow, now standing behind her, said, "Shut up bitch, give him what he wants," as he was lifting her hips.

    Gomez now stood, bent over with her face in my lap, and then she was taking my sword back into her hot, wet little mouth. This time though, when she was full, she swallowed, and I continued to slide in until I was sheathed to the hilt. She took me all in, until her lips reached my root and her button nose was buried in my pubes.

    She ran her mouth muscle over my blade even as she continued to work her throat, flexing over my tip.

    I was brushing her hair back, but still couldn't see her eyes in this new position when a SNAP brought my attention up from the head in my lap.

    He tossed a rag, formerly a lacy black thong, onto my desk. I felt her ease herself most of the way off my rod and then take gasping breaths as I watched him free a rather menacing weapon from his pants.

    What The Fuck – Are they really doing the whole scene? Calypso sucks off the club owner, trying to persuade him to tell her the truth when his enforcer walks in on the encounter and joins them.

    Selena had caught her breath and swallowed my organ again. He flipped her skirt up and I'm pretty sure where he aimed.

    I suppose it's possible he slid the length of his porn star sized penis along her labia, and the angle was all wrong for him to be in her rectum, but based on the moan she let out, the effect of which was to nearly drive me insane as it rumbled over my whole dick and shot lightning throughout my entire body, I'm sure he'd just buried his cock in the girl's cunt.

    She came off me again, gasping for breath again, and he just stood there, holding her hips steady, locked crotch to ass with her.

    She started sucking on my head, lapping at it with her tongue, jerking my shaft with her right hand as her left released my balls and – "Hey now--"

    He cut me off. "Relax, she's been well coached"

    I felt a small fingertip probing my anus.

    "What the hell are you doing?"

    She spat me out, but rubbed her cheek along my length, looked up at me. "Want me to stop? Just answer my question."

    "Fucking slut, you're in no position to make demands," he pulled back and slammed home, causing her steamy breath to explode over my groin.

    And then she was taking me down her throat again, and he gave her a gentle in and out, provoking another groan of pleasure and when its attendant wave of euphoria faded from me, she had two fingers in my ass.

    "Goddammit—" but then she found the spot "HOLY SHIT" I yelled.

    Now The Getaway girl just bobbed her head up and down on my pole, stroked my member, massaged my prostate. Then I took hold of her head again, fucked her face again, and the inevitable began to build. He began to move too. Not constantly, but a controlled sequence of pumps, out then in.

    As I teased her uvula, pressured her cheeks, she moaned over my cock every time he thrust.

    When it finally hit me, that while I was business, she was genuinely enjoying getting screwed by her bodyguard, I damn near exploded. "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum."

    "Then do it. Make the skank take your load."

    I burst in her mouth, and Selena hoovered it up. She pumped and sucked as I spurted and spurted and then finally just dribbled. It had been ages since I'd climaxed so hard or so long and I was drenched in sweat .

    She must have managed a swallow mid way through, she couldn't have held it all in her mouth, but nothing escaped, even as she carefully squeezed for the last drop and probed my piss slit to retrieve it.

    I guess one final sigh as she slipped her fingers out of my anus told him I was done, because he pulled her off me, held her up.

    He had one hand around her chest, the other around her waist, and her legs dangled, toes barely skimming his shoe tops. She opened her mouth, revealing my milky fluid, closed it, smiled, and there was an audible gulp.

    He whispered something in her ear as he worked her shirt open enough to expose her half-cup, underwire push-up, and then reached in to molest her chest.

    His other hand tugged up the front of her skirt, showing me his prick still penetrated her pussy and that she was now shaved clean. He lubed a couple fingers with the juices leaking from her violated sex and proceeded to play with her clit.

    I watched in fascinated horror: she hung on his cock like a ragdoll as he played with her.

    I didn't get a clear look at her chest, but didn't need to. I clearly remembered the nicely shaped, palm sized tits with mocha colored areolas and half inch nips from our last encounter, and he was giving the right one, the one with that mole, some serious attention.

    Witnessing his fingers work over her love nub was quite enough. The sighs as he lightly circled and caressed. The groans as her pressed down. The tortured gasps as he pinched.

    She'd reached back, turned her head to try to kiss him but he moved his head back and away, and she gave up.

    Somehow my body found a reserve, I was hard again, had in fact been jerking myself off to the show when her mouth fell open, her face got that look of transcendent bliss, and her body started trembling.
    "Oooh my …" The fluids ran down her legs.

    He held onto her almost long enough. When he pulled his dick out, released her from his grip, she collapsed to her hands and knees, panting.

    Even with my pants still down around my ankles I almost jumped out of my chair to help her.

    As he tucked himself away, "Stupid fucking whore. Pandora took a bullet to the brain protecting you from the life you've just chosen. Congratulations on making her sacrifice meaningless."

    The next second I watched dumbfounded as his whole manner changed. Totally solicitous, he was next to her, helping her up, guiding her back around the desk.

    Selena cleaned herself up, pulled on a new pair of panties, straightened her clothing. It gave me time to get my shit together too, grab a cigarette.

    Trying to be businesslike I said, "Some points to consider. It could play better if she gets a facial instead of just swallowing Mr. Jones' load. As for Jake, he should go for anal, to maximize the humiliation."

    She looked at her companion; I think he gave a slight shrug. She quirked an eyebrow and he nodded, once.

    "You'd have to cast George in the part. His penis is the only one I trust near my butt."

    He retrieved the towel, and they were prepared to leave.

    "I've very much enjoyed our business meetings. Can we get together socially sometime?" I really wanted to taste her, then fuck her till she screamed my name.

    She shook her head, "I don't think so. You're married." And with that they were gone. I'd just have to find a part for which she'd be willing to spread to get. Wait a minute, when the hell had he unlocked the door?

    --

    The lift doors closed, the car started down. Selena leaned back into him, "Why did I need to orgasm in there?"

    "Remembering last time, I suspect you wouldn't have made it out of the elevator, much less to the car."

    "You're the one still sporting a hard-on," she pointed out and casually shifted her weight, rubbing his erection.

    "That's more a pharmaceutical effect than lack of self control"

    She spun to face him, "What do you mean?"

    "I know how important this scenario was to you. I just took out a little insurance against performance issues."

    A devious little glint lit her eyes. "So once we get to Taylor's I get to ride you like a rented mule for 4 hours."

    "That's a medical warning, not a product guarantee."

    "Shut up, know-it-all. You're just lucky she's out of town."

    Not luck, planning.

    Ding, the doors opened.

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