"Fender Bender" with Katherine Heigl

[TPG]

"Fender Bender" with Katherine Heigl
with Katherine Heigl
The Pornographer
(MF, voy)


This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!

"Fuck!" You've gotta be kidding me!" I spat.

I couldn't believe it. How the hell did they not see me parked there?

I had spent the entire morning washing my father's brand new BMW, when without his knowledge I snuck off and took his brand new toy out for a quick cruise around Beverly Hills, only to find myself caught up in a minor fender bender.

What the hell was wrong with the driver? Was he blind? Was he deaf, dumb, or stupid, what?

Just then, as the driver finally emerged from the other vehicle I was about to let him have a piece of my mind when instead I was surprised to find that the other driver was a woman, and more importantly, actress Katherine Heigl.

Dressed casually, she was clearly shocked and a little shaken up as she immediately went over to her bumper to assess the damage.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" she said. "I didn't see you there."

"Obviously."

While I scratched my head trying to think how I would explain this latest incident to my father, Katherine clearly looked stressed and frazzled and proceeded to light up a cigarette. She then returned to the glove compartment to get her license and insurance details, and it was only now that she hit me with the news.

"What?" I groaned. "What do you mean you don't have insurance?"

I was shocked.

Katherine was apparently a successful film and television actress. How the hell did she get around without any insurance?

"Um, I don't have any ID on me either?" she added. "But you know who I am, right?"

"You have got to be kidding me!"

"I'm sorry." she apologized. "It's been a really bad day."

"Well this complicates things. What the hell do we do now?"

"Look, I promise we'll work it out." she pleaded. "Just give me some leeway, OK?"

"OK?" I said slowly, despite having reservations.

Just then, two vehicles which had stopped across the road sprang into action as a number of photographers proceeded to pile out and take a series of pictures of the scene. It was humiliating to say the least, and this development clearly infuriated her.

"Fuck!" she groaned. "Look, can we do this somewhere else?"

"What? Where? How?" I replied sarcastically.

"Well, I live just a few blocks away from here so we could exchange details there if you like?" she suggested.

Before I could respond, Katherine walked back to her vehicle and started the engine.

"Anywhere is better than here in front of these bastards." she added.

I was left with little choice but to follow her.

"Just follow me, okay?" she said out of her window, "And try to keep up!"

With that I climbed back into my car and I proceeded to follow the actress and her damaged Land Rover through the narrow streets of Beverly Hills.

Fortunately for us we soon lost the paparazzi and a few minutes later, just as she had said, we soon arrived to her house where I parked out the front while she pulled into her driveway.

There we then stood by her car and exchanged details, and having broken the ice we actually found the incident quite funny. I figured at that point the least I could do was laugh considering the amount trouble I would be in when I got home.

It was then Katherine explained how she had recently become engaged and how she was under considerable pressure. She had apparently spent the entire morning running around from one audition to another, all the while making final wedding preparations via the phone, and had had a terrible day. It seemed that the accident was just the toping on the cake.

Chatting up a storm, Katherine then graciously offered me a coffee inside.

Naturally I agreed, and after locking up the vehicles I followed her around the side of the house, through the gate, and into the kitchen. There we sat by the kitchen countertop chatting some more as she explained just how stressed out she was over the big day.

"Wait right here for a minute." she said before she disappeared down the hallway.

A few moments later Katherine returned clutching a huge wedding gown.

"So what do you think?" she said while placing it against her body and modeling it for me.

"Wow. Your fiancé is one very lucky man."

"I know right," she beamed. "Wait till you see the lingerie that goes under this."

Taking a chance I then suggested, "Well go on."

"Huh?" she replied.

"Why don't you put it on? I would love to see you in it."

"Yeah, I bet." she chuckled.

"No seriously."

Katherine seemed a little taken aback by my suggestion, so I quickly tried to lighten the mood by telling her that it was the least she could do after causing the accident. To my surprise she actually seemed to stop and contemplate it for a moment but then thought better of it.

"Nah, I don't think so." she replied. "Besides, isn't it bad luck or something?"

"I think you're confusing that with the groom."

Just then as she thought of something smart to say, we were suddenly interrupted by the phone.

It was her agent.

Shrieking in delight, it seemed Katherine had received some much needed good news and was suddenly excited. With that she then explained that she had to get changed and leave for an important audition in town, and taking the hint, I got up and prepared to leave.

It was at the door that Katherine told me that she had a great time and conversation, and told me to give her a call during the week.

"We should grab a coffee or something?" I stammered.

"I would like that. Call me." she replied.

I was then taken aback for a moment as she leaned over and harmlessly kissed me goodbye on the cheek, and in the process pressed her large breasts against my shoulder. With that still fresh in my mind, I tried my best to act natural and climbed into my car and began to leave.

"Holy shit," I laughed to myself. "What a crazy day. My friends are never going to believe me."

Despite our brief moment, I couldn't help but fixate on the kiss that Katherine gave me at the door. She really had the most incredible lips, and I could still feel some moisture on my cheek from her mouth.

A few minutes later, I pulled into a local gas station and exhaled. I had to return to the issue at hand, my father's damaged Beamer. I hoped to fill it up with gas, give it the once over, and pray for a quick death once I got home.

Just then, as I went to reach for my credit card in my pocket I suddenly realized that my wallet and ID were missing.

They were back at Katherine Heigl's place—sitting on the kitchen countertop.

"Fuck!" I groaned.

Humiliated, I turned around and drove back to her house and knocked on the front door but did not get a reply.

I started to panic.

Seeing her car was still parked in the driveway, I knew that she was still home but for whatever reason she couldn't hear me. So I decided to take the initiative and walked around the side of the house and found the sliding door still unlocked.

From there I could see my wallet sitting on the counter top, and stepping inside, I called out but still did not get a reply.

"Hello, Katherine? Anyone home?"

Hearing silence, I quickly ducked inside to snatch my wallet off the table, and as I turned to leave, I suddenly stopped dead in my tracks as I detected the distant sound of the shower running.

My mind raced at a million miles per hour as the mere notion of Katherine Heigl in the shower caused my cock to stand at full attention. Intrigued, I carefully tip toed down the hallway, and holding my breath, I carefully peered into the bathroom to spy on her.

Unfortunately for me I could not see anything significant from my vantage point in the hallway, but the situation alone thrilled me to no end. Just then, Katherine startled me out my day dream as she abruptly turned off the shower and stepped out to grab a towel.

Panicking, I instinctively backed away and in the process stumbled into the wall behind me, make a noise and causing her to stop and look.

"Hello? Who's there?" she asked.

Thinking quickly, I backed my way down the hall and into the lounge room, and not thinking straight, fumbled with the lock on the front door. It was only now that I realized what I was doing wrong, and as I turned to quickly duck out the open sliding door, I glanced over to find Katherine tentatively peered from the hallway.

To my delight she was scantily clad in just a single towel which was wrapped tightly around her ample chest, and hence, only barely covered her hips and thighs.

"Jesus! You scared me." she exhaled while adjusting her towel. "What are you doing here?"

"I um, I… I forgot my wallet." I stammered while pointing to the counter.

It was clearly a lie, but to her credit Katherine didn't seem overly concerned. Instead, she held back a giggle as she glanced down and noticed the obscenely large erection in my pants. It was hard not to notice.

Still dripping wet, she then sauntered over to the counter and picked up my wallet and handed it to me. I could feel the heat emanating from her naked body.

"You know, you really should have knocked."

"I did!" I tried to explain. "But I don't think you heard me over the shower."

As I took the wallet from her hand, Katherine bit her bottom lip and glared down at my raging hard on once again.

I was mortified.

"So is that all?" she teased. "Is there anything else—I can do for you?"

Before I could answer she then added, "Did you at least enjoy the show? You pervert."

"I um…"

"Don't deny it." she smirked. "It's so obvious. I could practically feel your eyes on me."

I was dumbfounded, and rendered speechless.

It was then as I thought of something cleaver to say, that Katherine let the towel fall from her body and exposed her large breasts to me. In actual fact, her entire body was exposed to me, but at that exact moment in time the only thing that had my full and undivided attention was her glorious rack.

Her breasts were absolutely breathtaking.

"How about taking a closer look?" she blushed. "Happy? Do you like what you see?"

I was literally lost for words as Katherine stood completely and utterly naked and exposed to me.

"I… I um,"

"Besides," she purred. "I never did thank you for earlier."

It was then without warning that Katherine suddenly kisses me passionately on the lips—shoving her warm wet tongue into my mouth. I immediately groped at her luscious body and marveled at how soft and warm it felt to the touch.

She was still damp from the hot shower moments earlier.

Without wasting any time, I slid my hands down between her legs and jammed two of my fingers into her hairy cunt, causing her to moan deeply into my mouth. At this stage I was so riled up I almost devour her with my mouth and hungrily kiss my way over her throat, neck and breasts—all the while fingering her ardently.

It was then I kissed my way down her body, and dropping to my knees before her, I licked around her tummy and hips before I proceeded to kiss my way around her belly button. This seem to delight Katherine and she giggled and moaned simultaneously before I suddenly dove right in and proceed to lick at her hairy taco—causing her legs to almost buckle.

"Oh shit!" she moaned as her fingers swept through my hair.

With that I suddenly jumped to my feet, and with her essence still fresh on my lips, kissed her hard on the mouth before she grabbed me by the hand and led me down the hall and into her bedroom.

There we continued to hungrily devour each other before she suddenly pushed me onto the bed, and without warning straddled me. Kissing my neck, I was then shocked to hear her ask me if I had any protection?

"Do you have any condoms?"

I told her I didn't, and to my surprise she then reached over to the side drawer by the bed and handed me one.

It was apparently from her fiancé personal stash.

Strangely enough it didn't take long for me to rip the packet open with my teeth and roll the latex cover over my pole. In an instant, Katherine wasted little time straddling me again, and taking me by my tool, directed me to her searing hole.

The Emmy winning actress gently eased herself down and we both moaned as I slowly entered her. Although she was noticeably wet, I was actually surprised at just how hot and tight she in fact was—she was literally on fire.

"Oh… shit." she let out softly before she proceeded to grind her hips and bounce over me.

Watching her large breasts jiggle above me, I finally wrapped my hands around her neck and pulled her in close for a kiss, as she picked up the pace of her hips and proceeded to really go to town—slamming her body against mine.

"Take that cock! Take that cock deep!" I told her between grunts.

The room quickly filled with the sound of skin slapping skin.

"Ungh! Oh. Oh shit. Oh. Nngh! Fuck. Yes." she whimpered as her hips moved at a frantic pace—the entire bed creaked loudly now.

It was then I decided to take the initiative, and I abruptly pushed her off me and flipped her onto her back.

Katherine gasped with surprise to this action and then grunted loudly as I impaled her once again, and proceeded to piston in and out of her searing cunt at great speed. Taking control, I then placed her legs over my shoulders and pinned her knees back against her chest, and fucked her hard and fast—making her whine.

"Jesus! Don't stop!" she begged. "Don't you dare fucking stop! Fuck! Right there! Right there! Yes!"

I banged her hard and fast with all my might and watched as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. I then admired the way her huge natural breasts bounced freely before me again. It was an incredible sight to see.

"God that looks good." I let out. "God I want to fuck those things! I really want to fuck those titties!"

"Yeah! You like that?" she moaned. "You like my tits, huh?"

"God yes!"

"You want to slide your big cock between them? Huh?" she panted. "You want to fuck my titties, yeah?"

"Fuck yes! They're so fucking amazing. So big and ripe…"

"Do it baby! I want to see you stick that cock between my huge tits and fuck them!" she moaned as she then grasped her breasts with both hands and speared her tongue out at them.

Just then, as I reluctantly pulled out and proceed to get into position to tit fuck the busty actress, we suddenly heard something outside that caught our attention, and we both froze with fear.

Staring into each other's eyes, we suddenly realized that her fiancé had arrived home, and hearing his key slide into the lock, we both panicked.

"Oh my God! He's home!" she gasped as she jumped out of bed and grabbed for a robe.

"Oh shit!"

"You have to hide!" she told me.

"Where?"

"I don't know! Just hide. He can't find you in here—we're getting married in two days, please!"

Thinking quickly, she then hustled me into a large wardrobe just as we heard him shut the front door and call out for her.

"Sweetie, are you home?"

"Please don't make a sound. Please.” she begged.

Just then, as she turned to head out into the hallway, her fiancé suddenly appeared at the door.

"Hey babe, what are you doing? Couldn't you hear me calling for you?"

"Sorry honey." she said while trying to find her composure.

She then greeted him with a peck on the lips, and the sight of his beautiful fiancé apparently excited him.

"What's going on?" he smirked. "Did I catch you in the middle of something?"

"I… I was just in the middle of taking a shower when I thought I heard the phone ring." she lied.

Meanwhile I could see everything through a gap in the wardrobe door.

Seeing the state that she was in, he suddenly felt amorous and grabbed her firmly and started to kiss her. It was then he proceeded to initiate some foreplay and she reluctantly went along, if only to occupy and reassure his mind.

I then watched as they fell to the bed and started to fuck.

As nerve wracking as it was, I had to stifle a laugh as it was the most extraordinary situation I could remember. To my amusement it seemed that the fact that I was secretly watching them turned Katherine on immensely, as she then proceed to shake her ass more aggressively, and began to moan to her lover.

"Yeah, you like that? You like watching me ride this cock!" she moaned.

I almost laughed out loud and watched in wonder as she put on an extra show for my benefit. As expected, her fiancé only lasted a few short minutes before he finally erupted deep inside her.

With that, Katherine finally rolled off him and lit up a cigarette telling him that she really needed that (and alluding to the unfinished session we shared). Catching her breath, it was then she convinced him to get up and take a shower, giving her time ample time to wave me out of the bedroom.

Unfortunately for me, in my haste to sneak out, I had forgotten to get the one thing I had returned to her house for—my wallet!

Driving home, I now eagerly awaited her phone call so as to arrange a place to meet and get it back.