Crash Land
With Katrina Bowden and Yvonne Strahovski
Tags: fingering, bj, oral, mast, MFF
Disclaimer: This story is 100% fiction and never happened. This story is going to be on the longer side with updates in the novella fashion I've been enjoying lately.

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I arrive at the LA airport where Yvonne Strahovski has arranged to meet me. Yvonne has been relying heavily on me to be her number one press source. I've done plenty of footwork to get her stories first, and done plenty of dirty work to stop story leaks. She calls me her “media screener.”


I have my work backpack as usual, as well as my luggage carry which is just a duffle bag. Jeans, underwear, shirts. No bullshit. I'm not wandering around lost for long before I see my favorite employer. As a freelancer, I work for whoever hires me, and 6/10, it's Yvonne. She hires her own publicist, which is me.

But Yvonne isn't alone. I see a 5’9” blonde with her, the two getting along swimmingly. The other 4/10 times I ever get hired is from this lady, Daisy Ridley. We only fucked the once in her hotel, but we've been on great friend terms. I'm not even sure Yvonne knows about our little trust. Yvonne's body is a part of my paycheck. I shouldn't say that. She's by no means a whore. We're just mutually attracted business associates. But it looks like Yvonne has found me a third high dollar boss.

“Oh, there he is!” Yvonne informs her friend. Yvonne spotted me first, probably because she knows what I actually look like. It's a little surprising to see a woman match Yvonne's height and form. They have people watching and trying not to openly gawk at them. Some succeed in being discreet, but not all of them. These two bombshells are obviously used to it.

"Will, it's so good to see you again!" Yvonne beams and wraps me in a hug. I hug her back but keep my hands at professional positions. She smells just like she did that day at the laundromat. "Will, do you know Ms. Katrina Bowden?" Yvonne asks cordially as she lets me go from the embrace.

"I haven't had the pleasure," I say to Yvonne before offering my attention to the young lady. "It's nice to meet you, Ms. Bowden. I'm Will," I introduce myself politely with a soft smile.

"Please, just Katrina. Or Kat."

"So how do you two know each other?" I ask as we make our way through the airport. It's small talk, but it stops any uncomfortable silence and let's me mentally size up Bowden.

"Me and Yvonne met over a health and fitness blog. We had account names, but hit it off so well, we met in person and we got close. Whenever we're in LA, we get together, hangout and workout.

"You know why I asked you here," Yvonne tells me.

"Because you hired me to go to Australia with you for your "Staying Fit on Vacation" Women's Fitness article?" I ask, knowing the answer.

"That's correct," the Aussie says. "And I told Kat about the work you've done, let her read some articles and see your photo work," Yvonne explains.

"So," Katrina explains, "Yvonne offered me to go with you two because I mentioned wanting you to write my article on staying fit on the go."

"Ah," I say, scratching my lightly bearded jaw. "I don't see why I can't do you both." They share a glance and I realize my word choice may not have been perfect. Or maybe it was. I don't know Bowden well enough to assume anything. I didn't know Yvonne at all that night in the laundromat, though.

"So to the Outback we go tomorrow?" Katrina asked with a glowing grin. She is drop dead gorgeous.

"Yes indeed," Yvonne says with a smile matching Katrina's. "You two get to know my back yard. It will be a blast. But right now, I'm peckish and Will, I'm sure you're starving." Both angels turned their eyes to me.

"I can eat."


XXX

The ladies bring me to a fancy Indian restaurant that Katrina had introduced Yvonne to, and Yvonne had become "obsessed" with it. I think she's exaggerating, but as we enter the place, I'm proven wrong by the greeter who knows her as "Ms. Yvonne." I notice that he watches her ass as we walk to our table. He doesn't register as a threat, though. Not even a creep. What kind of straight man wouldn't love to watch Yvonne Strahovski walk away?


"Will, how did you and Yvonne meet?" Bowden keeps up with the customary small talk ice breakers.

"In a laundromat of all places. Really early in the morning."

A waitress brings us water and I immediately take up mine, my mouth oddly dry.

"It was the first time I ever had sex in a laundromat," Yvonne tells what used to be our little secret. I almost spit out my water, but I caught it.

"No!" Bowden says with giant gossip eyes.

"Is this really the time?" I inquire, feeling like my credibility and professional reputation are at risk.

"Have you slept with any other clients?" the young blonde asks, sipping her water delicately.

"Just me and Daisy Ridley. Separately, that is," Yvonne answers for me.

"Yvonne. Come on." But seriously. What the everlasting fuck?

"You slept with Rey?" Bowden whispers, a hand covering her mouth. "That's badass!" I expected to be judged for sleeping around, not lionized for it. "Do you two still sleep together when you work, or was it the one time?" She is just full of questions.

"I'm not sure this is the...." I try, but Yvonne cuts me off.

"There's an unforeseen circumstance if we don't hook up during business." Again, what the fuck, woman?

"I won't lie. It's a hot image," Bowden shrugs and takes a sip of her water again as the waiter comes up. Despite my best efforts, I can tell I'm blushing and both girls are grinning ear to ear over it. This is going to be the longest job of my life.

"It is, isn't it?" Yvonne asks rhetorically, flashing me a cheeky smile. "One you'd like to see, Kat?" Yvonne teases.

"Maybe...." Bowden plays back, fanning herself with a menu and innocently glancing away.


XXX

After dinner, we head back to the hotel to relax before we get ready for bed. We spent some quality time at the pool, relaxing. I've been following Katrina on the media's for a while. She seems high energy, but in person she's very laid back but still bubbly. Honestly, she's delightful. And her and Yvonne together in bikinis in the same hot tub... I had to hide an erection for a very long time.


Katrina gets out of the hot tub and heads off to the big pool, leaving me and my Aussie. My eyes stayed on Bowden's perfect butt for a little too long because I could see Yvonne smirking in my peripheral.

"She has a nice rump, doesn't she?" Yvonne teases. "You don't have to be straight to appreciate that kind of art."

"You told me you slept with Olivia Holt. I know you're not straight, Yvonne. And no, I'm not judging."

"Would you fuck her?" Yvonne asks, poking me with her toe.

"I don't want to fuck every woman I see," I say, not wanting to be judged myself.

"I didn't ask if you were going to," Yvonne says with a laugh. "I asked if you would if those stars aligned."

I roll my eyes and sigh. "Yes, I would. Who wouldn't?" I ask rhetorically. Yvonne lets the conversation die, but she has a look that makes me skeptical.

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What I had initially observed was correct. Kat and Yvonne didn't get two or three rooms. They got one with two beds. I am now trying to get ready for bed in a room with Yvonne Strahovski and former 30 Rock starlet Katrina Bowden. How am I supposed to sleep in the same room with these two? How am I supposed to be able to possibly sleep in the same bed with one of them?

I was the first one to shower after heading back to the room from swimming. Even wrapped in towels, the two wet beauties turned the heads of anyone who saw them as they made the walk of no shame. Yvonne showered after I did, and Katrina is in there now.

"Do you want to go join her?" Yvonne teases. "I bet she'd let you." My head is buried in a book while Yvonne applies lotion to her impossibly long legs. I'm trying to hide a boner under my shorts. "I'm thinking about it."

"Why are you torturing me?" I ask and put the book down. She just smiles at me cheekily and works the creamy lotion up her milky thighs right to the edge of her white panties.

The water in the bathroom shuts off and Yvonne frowns. "I think you missed your chance." After a moment, the door opens and Katrina steps out, also in white panties but with a teamless jersey that shows off her healthy midriff. "Maybe not," Yvonne says cryptically with a wink. "Hey, Kat?" Yvonne asks innocently.

"What's up?" Katrina asks back with a knee-weakening smile. "Hi, Will," she waves and smiles at me as if she hasn't seen me in a while. She's being really nice about me staring. I wave back with a little wave and a smile.

"As I'm sure you've noticed, there's three of us and two beds...."

"Ah," Katrina says as she crosses the room and sits on the foot of my bed. "Who's sharing a bed with who, right?" she asks with a knowing smirk. "Do you have a preference, Will?" Kat asks, putting her hand on my bare knee. There's no way neither of them have noticed the tent in my gym shorts.

"I will sleep wherever I am told," I say meekly.

"And you'll like it," Yvonne says jokingly, but she's right. "We can share this bed, Kat."

"Okay!" she says happily and bounds over to Yvonne's bed like a child.

XXX

It's Good only knows what time in the morning. I'm trying to sleep but I can hear rustling and some whispering from the bed next to mine.


"No, Yvonne. What if he wakes up?" Bowden asks, sounding breathy.

"So what if he does?" I hear Yvonne respond, not keeping her volume in check like Bowden. "Will?" she asks me through the darkness.

"Hmm?" I mumble back, thinking pretending I'm asleep isn't the way to go.

"See? He's not even asleep!" Katrina points out.

"What's going on?" I ask, even though I already have a pretty good idea.

"Oh nothing," Yvonne says and flicks on the table lamp between the beds. As soon as I look over to see why she turned the light on, she pulls the covers off of her and Katrina. My eyes shoot wide open when I see Kat's hairless, glistening pussy and soaked white panties around her knees.

"What the fuck!" Katrina squeels and tries to pull the covers back, but Yvonne won't let her. "What are you doing?" the younger blonde asks, her face beet red from embarrassment.

"She got like this thinking about you and her, Will." Yvonne reaches over and flicks Katrina's bean-sized clit and she shudders. "Weren't you?" Katrina doesn't say anything. She just lays there, sucking in air. "Weren't you?" Yvonne presses and slides two long fingers straight into Kat's slit, making the poor girl gasp and wreath. "Admit it."

"Okay, okay!" Katrina breaks and gives in to Strahovski's deep probing digits. "I was thinking about Will!" she cries out as Yvonne works her snatch harder and assaults her sensitive clit with a thumb.

"Thinking what about him?" Yvonne asks, her hand still going as her free one snakes around to fondle and caress Katrina's bouncy breast, alternating from one to the other.

"I was thinking... about his... big cock," Katrina pushes out as she tries to fight out of Yvonne's pleasuring hands. "I saw how big it was... a couple times."

"Good girl," Yvonne praises her young finger puppet and licks her hot skin from neck to earlobe, making her creen her neck. "What about his cock?" Said cock is standing hard at attention. I'm watching Katrina Bowden get fingered by Yvonne Strahovski until I'm told what she wants to do to me!

"I want to... I want to touch it. Rub it. Suck it. Shove it as far down my slutty little throat as much as I can." She stops and cries out as she's washed over by a tidal wave sized orgasm. Yvonne rubs and kisses her through it.

"And then what?" Yvonne asks in her sexy accent.

"I want to cowgirl ride that hot dick until it tickles my guts. I want to hear him say dirty fucking things to me while we both see stars. And I want you to watch." Well holy fuck. Happy birthday to me.

"Go fucking get him," Yvonne orders and gives little Miss Bowden her body back.

Katrina finds her legs, which are wobbly like a new-born horse, but she makes it to my bed and immediately pulls the covers back to find that I had been touching myself during Yvonne's show.

"That's my boy," Yvonne says with a grin as she slides her own panties off and starts touching herself, her other hand taking her t-shirt off to let her magnificent tits out for her to play with as well. I watch Yvonne tweak her own hard, light brown nipples when I feel a was of spit hit the tip of my dick.

I look down and see Katrina's tiny hands spread her saliva around my cock before she dives right down. Her lips pass right over my mushroom head and slide straight down my hard and slick shaft until her nose hits my light dusting of pubic hair. She suckled hard and starts bobbing at a hell of a pace, making sweet sucking and slurping sounds as she gags and takes in as much as she can like a pro. She works my balls and gets them slicker than shit with her spittle that makes it past my base.

"Oh, fucking get it, girl!" Yvonne cheers her friend on as she vigorously humps her own fingers and stinks her oinny into the stink. "Fucking get him!" she calls as Kat comes off my staff and inhales deeply. She doesn't bother to wipe spit from her face as she goes straight to balls and taint, making a delicious mess of everything she's eating.

I tap her head after a bit because she won't get a ride if she keeps rocking her mouth game like this. She comes off my crotch and crawls right up my body. Yvonne takes her chance and springs into action, crossing the room in a hurry. She jumps on the bed and drops her hot, juicy Aussie crotch right down on my face and swaps serious spit with the sloppy-faced Bowden that just impaled herself deep on my slobber-coded cock.

I grab Strahovski's sexy hips with both hands as she humps the shit out of my face because I'm devouring her pussy, taint, and shit hole. Katrina's moans from my pelvic thrusts marching her booty bouncing and swiveling is swallowed by Yvonne's mouth as they suck each other's faces.

Yvonne's box quivers and shakes around my excavating tongue as she comes. Her whole body shakes and seems to pass it on to the already sensitive Kat who quakes and fights to stay alive on my dick, but loses the battle. She breaks down into her second convulsive orgasm and her sticky girl cum runs down my cock as Yvonne's juices flood my mouth.

With all of this going on above and on me, it's too much for my senses and my own orgasm goes off like a bombing, firing off load after load hard and fast into Katrina Bowden's guts.

We all crash down together and try to sluggishly untangle our bodies from one another on top of the bed, until finally I have a blonde on each side of me.

"We're not even in the Outback yet," Yvonne comments with a tired laugh.

"God help me," I say as I try to catch my breath.

"We'll get you through it, Will," Kat tells me with a satisfied hum.

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