Sex, Lies, and Hilary Duff

[TPG]

Sex, Lies, and Hilary Duff
with Hilary Duff
The Pornographer
(MMF/MF, BJ, voy, blackmail)


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

Visiting the States for the first time in years, I was excited at the prospect of seeing my old friend, Good Charlotte front man, Joel Madden. We had been family friends for the longest time, but living on opposite sides of the globe we rarely saw each other.

In the time I had last spoken to him he and the band had done quite well for themselves and now had a huge following. Joel in fact had done so well for himself that he and his brother Benji had moved into a huge mansion in Beverly Hills and were both reportedly dating a number of famous Hollywood starlets.

Flying into LAX, Joel was there to pick me up from the airport and drove me back to his opulent home. There I settled in, and we spent that first night just crashing out and getting buzzed on beer and pot, and catching up on old times.

It was then just after 10pm that we suddenly received some unexpected guests.

It was apparently his new girlfriend, notorious bad girl and Hollywood socialite, Nicole Richie. I didn't really know much about her, only what I read in the gossip rages. But meeting her for the very first time in person, I had to admit that she was a thousand times more sexier than I expected, not to mention extremely tiny and petite.

Nicole was apparently on her way to some big Hollywood gala across town, and dressed up to the nines, decided to quickly pop in to see the boys and apparently pick up some pills. To my delight it seemed Nicole was not alone, and it was then I was introduced to her best friend, Paris Hilton.

It was then as Joel and Nicole disappeared into the bedroom, apparently rushing off for a quickie, Paris and I briefly chatted on the sofa. Right away she seemed to take a special interest in me, especially after learning that I was from out of town.

I was actually surprised to see just how friendly she was, and without wasting anytime she shamelessly asked me for my number and suggested we "hook up" one night during the week and before I leave.

Unfortunately for me Nicole soon reappeared from the bedroom, albeit it a little disheveled, and the girls prepared to leave. Thankfully, as Joel and Nicole canoodled on the other side of their SUV, Paris smiled slyly and planted a sweet wet kiss on my lips before reminding me to keep in touch.

Watching the girls leave, Joel then noticed the stunned expression on my face and he laughed.

"Welcome to Hollywood, buddy."

"Hell yeah," I replied. "I could get used to this place."

Settling back inside, it was then Joel asked me if I was actually contemplating calling her.

He argued that although it probably seemed like a good idea, he thought he should be the one to warn me about her and her notorious ways, and he went on to explain what type of girl she really was.

"Trust me dude, the girl is fucking insane!" he told me. "She's a total media whore, and a notorious pill-popping coke junky to boot. I'd be careful if I was you."

"And your being?" I snickered.

Joel chuckled, "Hey man, I'm just letting you know. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Chatting some more, it was then he admitted to me that despite her bad lifestyle, and reputation, he genuinely had strong feelings for Nicole Richie. He even thought that he may love her.

I immediately laughed in his face, knowing what he was like, and joking around I then told him that he was most probably just pussy whipped considering he had recently broken up with pop sensation and goody-two shoes singer/actress, Hilary Duff.

It was then Joel shocked me by revealing that Hilary was in fact one of the craziest, nastiest, little whore's he had ever known, much less dated. And she was apparently a hundred times more wilder than Nicole could ever be.

Naturally I didn't believe him, but to prove his point he then got up from the sofa and began to look for something around the television.

"Fuck it! I'll prove it to you right now!"

I then watched with amusement as Joel fumbled around the television cabinet and ultimately found a small video camera. He then searched through a number of tapes before pressing play and perusing some footage on the large screen.

"I'm telling you dude, she was a fucking wild bitch!" he declared. "People have no idea what she's really like."

Just then, as I sat staring at the 42inch plasma I caught sight of a familiar face, and immediately recognized his girlfriend Nicole Richie. There on the screen I watched in wonder as she was positioned on all fours, and facing the camera, was getting fucked doggy style.

The footage was rough and out of focus, but you could clearly see it was her. And from the sounds of things she was extremely vocal and enjoying herself.

"Whoa whoa, stop right there!" I laughed, "Holy shit!"

"Sorry dude," Joel apologized, before rewinding the tape further. "It's here somewhere."

"Man, you have got to let me borrow that tape one day." I joked. "You're girlfriend there looks fucking good on all fours."

"Yeah she does." he smirked. "She takes a good dick as well."

With a half lit cigarette barely hanging from the side of his mouth, he added.

"Just let me find the Hilary stuff. Trust me, you won't be disappointed."

I couldn't believe it, not only was I seeing some incredible footage but Joel was actually going to let me borrow it later, or so I assumed. Flipping through a few more minutes of film, he then finally found what he was looking for.

"Here it is. Enjoy." he said before coming back to the sofa and taking another hit from the bong.

Watching the screen intently, I almost gasped with surprise at what I saw.

On the screen it revealed a clearly intoxicated and sexily clad Hilary Duff, strutting around in some lavish hotel suite and fooling around with Joel and his brother Benji. From the look of her outfit and make up it seemed they had all just arrived back to the hotel from some big red carpet event.

"This was in Florida about a year ago." Joel explained before coughing up his lungs beside me.

Meanwhile back on the big screen it seemed Benji was assigned as the designated cameraman for the night, and while loud music blared in the background, he taped the happy couple fool around in the middle of the luxury apartment.

Kicking her shoes away, Hilary and Joel enjoyed the view from the second storey villa balcony before they stepped back inside and she then began to treat him to an impromptu lap dance, bending over and rubbing her incredible body against him.

Hilary then proceeded to sexily dance for her boyfriend for several minutes, and working up a sweat, she really put on a great show.

Meanwhile Joel rewarded her efforts by sharing and baiting her with a joint he smoked, letting her take a hit every now and then. This action only seemed to rile her up even more, and over the course of the next few minutes, more and more of her clothing found itself strewn across the tiled floor.

By this stage Hilary was now scantily clad in just her two piece bikini, which doubled as her underwear for the evening. At first it just seemed like a little harmless drunk fun, but then Hilary finally grinned slyly and pulled her boyfriend up by the hand and led him down the hall and towards the bedroom.

With that Benji fooled around and filmed some nonsense outside on the balcony for a few moments, before he ultimately walked down the hall and straight into the bedroom to find the happy couple lying on the king sized bed.

There the camera found Hilary Duff topless, and kneeled between her boyfriends parted legs, casually blowing him!

It was without a doubt the hottest piece of celebrity footage I had ever seen, and unlike the Nicole stuff I had just viewed a few minutes earlier, you could clearly see it was Hilary Duff that was blowing Joel.

Clearly drunk and stoned, I was surprised to see her ham it up for the camera, and seemed apparently unconcerned that Benji was openly filming her. It was then I watched as Joel suddenly turned the tables on her, and without warning he grabbed Hilary up by the arm and flipped her over onto the bed, making her shriek with surprise.

"Come on babe," Joel snickered. "Why don't you show everyone out there your pretty little pussy?"

While Hilary objected and playfully resisted, he simply parted her legs roughly with his hands, and without wasting a single moment proceeded to fuck her right then and there, in full view of his brother and the video camera.

I was absolutely gob smacked as I had to remind myself that this was in fact the same Hilary Duff who was a pop icon, recognized around the globe for being this sweet and shy actress and singer.

Just then, as I tried to process this sexy revelation, I saw something that absolutely took my breath away.

As Joel lay on top of her fucking her steadily, Benji stepped forward with the camera still pointed straight at her, and he casually pulled out his limp cock from his pants and wiggled it in front of her pretty face.

She then seemed to take the bait, and without hesitation, she leant over and took his prick into her open mouth.

"What the fuck?" I gasped.

Seeing my stunned expression, Joel simply chuckled.

"Ha, I told you. Do you believe me now?"

"Holy shit!" I let out as I watched the incredible video.

The camera then showed Hilary Duff blowing Benji Madden as his brother Joel Madden fucked her. It was then the camera shook a little as Benji passes the handycam to his brother, and with his cock still buried inside her, Joel then recorded his girlfriend eagerly blowing his twin.

The brothers then proceeded to really go to town on her, grabbing her by the back of her head while pinning her knees back up against her chest.

Hilary moaned lustfully until Benji then leaned over and mumbled something into her, which apparently amused her and she playfully threw a pillow at him, before pushing them both up off her and taking off down the hall.

As the guys playfully yelled and screamed over the music, the camera chased after Benji and Hilary.

Suddenly, in the middle of all the action there was a loud knock at the front door, and they all froze with fear. It seemed that the loud rock music had caused a few complaints from surrounding guests in the hotel and a concierge was forced to take action, telling them to keep it down.

As expected Joel nastily abused him before slamming the door in his face, and a minute later the three quickly returned back to their shenanigans, fooling around and chasing each other loudly around the luxury suite.

It was like watching three spoilt children act up while they're rich parents were away at work.

Meanwhile Joel was now behind the camera again, and losing track of the others he wandered around the lavish suite until he finally found them in the bathroom. There, Benji had Hilary up by the sink; bend over, naked, and fucking her noisily from behind.

Watching themselves in the mirror as they fucked, he pulled and yanked on her long brown mane, causing Hilary to grunt and moan loudly as he continued to fuck her hard and fast.

At this point I was so shocked at what I was seeing that I almost didn't hear the phone ring in Joel's house. Pausing the explicit video for a moment, he then answered his phone and immediately chuckled at me as the person on the other end of the phone was in fact the devil herself, Hilary Duff.

Joel then got up from the couch as I eavesdropped in on their conversation and I listened them quickly argue. Cursing at her, he yelled at her to stop calling him, telling her that he now had a girlfriend and was seeing Nicole Richie.

I found the entire scene surreal as we had just been watching both of them "perform" on camera. Hanging up in her face, he then told me that she was a fucking nut job and that she refused to let go and would not leave him alone.

He was apparently considering getting a restraining order.

"You know the only way those bitches get over you, is by getting laid and dating someone new." I told him as I pulled on the bong.

"Yeah right, tell me about it." Joel smirked. "What is that saying you always used to say?"

"Nothing gets you over the last one, like the next one." I replied.

We both laughed for a moment before we both stopped and seemed to have the same idea. With that I called in a favor, and knowing my train of thought Joel laughed.

"Hey man you're stoned right now, but if you really want a shot at her be my guest."

"Are you serious? You really think we could do it?"

"Hell yeah," he replied, "I know I wouldn't give a fuck. Be my guest, but just be warned, the girl has some serious issues."

"Oh really like what?" I inquired. "Now you really got me interested."

"Well let's just say she has some really wild fantasizes… and that's not even mentioning the severe daddy issues she has."

"Oh man, now you just gotta hook me up with that hot piece of ass!" I chuckled. "Is she really that kinky?"

Joel flashed me a look.

"Hey man, didn’t you just see that video? What do you think?"

I have to admit, that despite how dirty and perverted the video seemed, it seemed to just turn me on more. I think mainly because I never expected her to be that way, which was apparently the whole reason Joel dated her for so long.

"So what, you really think we can do this?" I asked again.

"Shit yeah, you heard her on the phone," she boasted proudly. "The bitch is totally cock-struck with me."

With that, Joel and I then devised a plan for me to get some of that hot, Hilary ass.

After a long and careful debate and consideration, we ultimately agreed to go the more simple and direct route, and picked up the phone and pranked her number. As expected, it took all of two minutes for her to recognize his number and she called back right away.

Joel then chuckled as he picked up the phone and passed it to me.

"Talk to her," he insisted, which I was sure she heard him say.

While he then went for a shower, I then introduced myself to her and began to chat, faking concern about their busted relationship. Chatting intently for almost a full half hour, I could hear the desperation in her voice; Hilary really wanted to get back with Joel, and at any cost.

"I'll do anything! He knows that." she admitted to me. "Why is he treating me this way?"

It was then I suggested that she call back in a few minutes, telling her that I was going to talk to him properly and try to convince him to see her again.

As expected Hilary was elated and hurriedly hung up the phone, and eagerly awaited my call. I then waited all of fifteen minutes before I rang her back, and with fake news I cruelly played with her emotions and told her that Joel wanted to see her tomorrow afternoon.

"Really, he does?" she replied excitedly. "Oh my god that is so great."

Hilary sounded more than a little excited as I then informed her that because of the whole Nicole Richie situation, that Joel wanted to meet her at a well known hotel in Beverly Hills.

They had apparently stayed there in recent times and the hotel held sentimental value to her.

I could tell she was a little apprehensive about sneaking around, but at the same time she was just too excited to refuse. Meanwhile Joel stood next to me laughing his ass off, and with no intentions of going, we then started to scheme about the various ways I could take advantage of her and the situation, and we soon came up with a full proof plan.

The following afternoon, I rocked up to the room and made myself at home, preparing my material before taking a shower.

Meanwhile despite all my planning Hilary Duff showed up exactly fifteen minutes early, and dressed up to the nines, she apparently wanted to make a big impression with her ex boyfriend.

Dressed provocatively, her small cleavage and legs were on full display, while her high heeled stilettos were so tall she could barely walk in them. The pop princess then knocked on the door but did not get a reply. It was then she tried the door knob and was delighted to find it was unlocked.

Hearing the shower, she immediately assumed it was Joel, and stepping inside she dropped her bag to the lounge, looked at her appearance in the mirror one final time, before she wandered down the hall towards the small bathroom.

There, I was right in the middle of washing my face with my back towards the wall when I heard the sound of her high heeled shoes click through the tiled room, and I froze with fear as I realized that she had arrived early.

"Hey baby, I missed you." she said as she began to strip.

I watched in awe through a reflection in the wall as she reached up and pulled the strap of her halter top dress over her head and then wriggled it down her body. Topless, she was now left to stand in just her heels and panties, as she then took a final step forward to get into the shower with me.

Turning around, Hilary then suddenly shrieked out in shock and fear, and almost toppled over. Grabbing her things, she then bolted for the door while still naked and clutching her bare chest.

"Hilary, Hilary! Wait, relax! It's me!" I quickly yelled as I rushed out of the shower after her.

Meanwhile outside in the hall the terrified pop tart inadvertently dropped her bag, causing all her things to spill out and scatter everywhere as I ran out to find her kneeling on all fours in front of the main door, trying to clean up the mess.

"Wait! I spoke to you last night, remember?"I tried to explain, and it was only now that she seemed to recall who I was.

"Scott?"

Hilary eventually calmed down and looked at me. I was still standing naked with just a towel partially covering my waist, and I could see by the twinkle in her eye that despite the terrifying ordeal, she was more than impressed with my athletic physic and try as she may she just couldn't stop gawking at my swinging dick.

"What the hell is going on?" she finally said, still blushing.

I explained that Joel and I were old friends and that together, we had both schemed to get her under false pretences. Naturally, Hilary was upset and for a moment I thought she was going to cry.

It was then that I watched her put her outfit back on before she prepared to leave.

"Wait, aren't you at least curious as to why I brought you here?" I asked her.

"Fuck you! I don't care. I'm leaving." she spat.

While she then went to leave I then mentioned the video tape I had seen, and this seemed to stop her dead in her tracks.

It was then that I explained that I had made a copy of the video and unless she did exactly what I asked, and exactly what Joel wished for, I would upload it to the internet, specifically mentioning sites like youtube, and a handful of other social networks.

This seemed to frazzle her now, and I finally seemed to have her full and undivided attention.

"Joel would never allow that."

"Oh no? Really?"

"What do you want?"

I explained just how much I enjoyed the video, especially mentioning the sexy little lap dance she gave her then boyfriend.

"Are you serious? All you want is a lap dance?"

"Well yeah, for starters," I replied casually. "By the way, I love the outfit today."

Hilary then squirmed and folded her arms over her chest self consciously.

"Why are you doing this? Please don't make me do this." Hilary pleaded, her big brown eyes filling with tears.

"I'm not making you do anything." I told hold her. "It's what you've already done that interests me. I just want a repeat performance."

She was clearly annoyed and despite my threats was still readying to leave, when I finally told her what she wanted to hear.

"If it means anything to you, Joel really wanted this."

"Bullshit."

"I'm serious, call and ask him if you don't believe him."

"I will!" Hilary said as she picked up her phone and proceeded to ring his cell.

Fortunately for me he was unreachable, and Hilary was now put in a position.

Her eyes flickered to the side, only now noticing the video playing in the background. I think up until that point she wasn't sure if I was full of shit or not. Now she knew for sure that I had seen the footage and that I was dead serious about distributing it.

"You know if anyone ever saw that footage I'd be dead, finished in the industry." she stated.

"So you expect me not to release it?" I asked her pointedly, "Do you have any idea how much money it would be worth?"

Hilary stood quietly, firming her resolve.

"Okay," she said while thinking, "One lap-dance."

I smirked slyly to myself.

"I'll give you one lap dance and you'll give me all the copies of that tape, right?" she offered.

We both already knew she was going to do it. But she was still waffling.

"Alright, I promise. One GOOD lap-dance, and then I'll give you the original, and delete any copies I might have made."

"Deal!" she said as she put her back down.

Once committed, Hilary seemed willing enough to make the best of a bad situation. While she prepared herself, I then slipped into the bathroom and returned clad in just my boxers.

Hilary started awkwardly, and had a bit of difficulty trying to act sexy while peeling her outfit over her head, but the end result was worth it. Her breasts were pretty and watching her grope each of them lovingly brought on the first twitch in my shorts.

She then completed a leisurely turn, ending with her back to me as she peeled the rest of her dress over her hips. As she bent over and slid it down to her ankles, she held that pose for a few seconds, before letting me take in her all but naked, oh-so delicious, butt.

The naughty thong, worn by such the prim-and-proper celebrity as herself was extremely thrilling to see.

"Hmm, that's nice." I told her, gazing at her heart-shaped cheeks and thinking how nice it would be to bury my face in between them.

She stood back up and danced a bit longer before I saw her eyes glance over at the television once again, then down at the tenting of my boxers, then back to my face. She was suddenly blushing madly as she tried to cover her breasts somewhat, while turning and dancing before me.

"Come closer," I encouraged her, and she hesitantly did, straddling my leg with her crotch.

She suddenly spun her around, her back facing me, all but naked.

She leaned over, hands on her knees and wiggled her ass at me, now no more than a foot away. Hilary turned to see my reaction and gave me another glance at her globes, which were now unfettered by her hands.

I then reached out and ran a single finger down the outside of one cheek, slowly. I could see the goose bumps break out all over her flawless body.

Hilary gasped, and I could see her legs trembling. I reached one hand out to each hip, and turned her, so she would face me once more. As soon as she turned her hands went back to her breasts, doing a poor job of covering them.

"More," I insisted huskily, "I wanna see more."

She then slowed her movements and languidly slid her hands down, until instead of covering her breasts her hands were cupping and pushing them together.

Hilary leaned forward, her shoulders performing a mesmerizing figure eight as her hands now offered up those amazing mounds for my examination. Her eyes were slightly closed and her head thrown back, as she undulated before me, her pert breasts a hesitant gift.

I leaned forward in my seat, matching her leisurely pace. Her nipples were small, puffy, and pink, and extremely hard, begging for attention.

Up close I could breathe in her scent, and count each little bump surrounding her areolas. A tiny freckle just above the right one was framed inside her tan line. I was so tempted to kiss that tiny spot, but thought better of it. The last thing I wanted to do now was to spook her.

Hilary must have felt my breath on her skin, because just as we were about to touch she inched back, making me lean forward even further.

"Oh you tease," I cooed.

Hilary simply giggled sweetly.

"C'mon, just this once, please." I almost begged.

Hilary tried to act tough but couldn't help but let another tiny smile escape. She clearly loved to tease.

"If I do," she finally said. "You'll destroy the video, right?"

"Fucking-A, I swear." I responded.

With that Hilary leaned back over me, her breasts rubbing against my face.

I reveled in the sweet scent of her skin, as she rubbed her peach sized tits against my face, encasing my mouth in the valley of her porcelain skin. I only got a few minutes of this incredible treatment before she finally backed away again.

"You are so fucking beautiful." I told her and she simply blushed.

"Thank you." she replied as she proceeded to seductively dance for me.

It was then I wasn't sure what she was up to, until she suddenly climbed forward and placed her knee next to my left thigh and proceeded to straddle me.

Hilary then placed her other knee beside my right thigh as I grabbed her hips to steady her and keenly pulled her toward me, until her hot crotch was firmly pressed against my very stiff cock.

I received a moan for my troubles, and she ever so gently tilted her hips, rubbing her barely covered sex against the length of my pole. The action caused us both to gasp and squirm slightly in delight, and although my cock was still inside my boxer shorts, it desperately begged to come out and play.

Without thinking I then bent down and took her stiff nipple between my lips.

For a moment Hilary was just about to object but as she felt me softly tug on it, she instead let out a soft whimper as I sucked it deep into my mouth. I teased, pulled, nibbled, and sucked at her young breasts, and it seemed the shy innocence songstress I thought I knew soon disappeared as the sexy, playful, and incredibly horny Hilary made her appearance.

She suddenly seemed to be on heat as she now pressed herself hard against my stiffening cock, grinding up and down against it rhythmically. I let my kisses wander upward from her breast to her neck, while my hands then replaced my mouth on her breasts.

"So sexy," I whispered as my lips continued their journey to her earlobe, and this caused her to become even more animated, almost humping me now.

I reached my right hand behind her body, grabbing at her luscious ass with my hand and ground her sex even harder against me, as my left hand turned her face slowly by her chin and I suddenly pulled her in for a kiss, covering her mouth with mine.

Hilary was breathing heavily, and without warning she dipped her hand between us, running the edge of her index finger up and down the outline of my cock. I was afraid to say a word as I knew this was not part of the deal, but it was the goal I had been hoping for.

I held my breath and waited to see if she would finally take the next step, and she did not disappoint.

Hilary finally reached in to retrieve my penis from my shorts, and stroking it lovingly for a few extra moments she pulled her face back about an inch and looked deep into my eyes before bestowing a soft, small, kiss on my lips.

It was suddenly all so incredibly erotic.

This simple deed quickly developed into a very deep and passionate tongue kiss, and sighing into my mouth, Hilary then slowly slid off of my lap and sank down between my legs with her eyes locked on the very angry red pole which rose from my boxers.

Her hands then crept forward, grasping me, and she slid them up in an unhurried, teasing fashion.

She then proceeded to tentatively stroke me, her two hands travelling the full length of my cock. Grinning shyly to herself, she then leaned forward and pressed the side of my tool against her pretty face, tapping it lightly against her chin and cheek.

"You're so big." she said softly while casually stroking and petting me.

"You're so beautiful," was all I could think of saying. "Suck me, baby. Stick it in your mouth, please."

I could feel her warm breathe waft across my throbbing member, and just then, she brushed her soft lips against it, just under the bell head. I tensed up and my cock twitched with anticipation.

Placing my hand on the side of her face, I urged her, "Suck it, Hilary. Suck it."

"I don't do that," she answered firmly.

Almost immediately I looked at the television screen recalling the scene of her taking it from both Madden twins.

"Oh come on, just this once, baby." I whimpered. "I just got to see you suck my dick…"

Suddenly, Hilary smirked slyly and interrupted me mid sentence as she replied, "Just this once, OK?"

We both laughed.

Watching her lovingly play with my tool I then told her, "I know you want to Hilary. Just do it already. Suck my dick."

Hilary looked from my cock up to my eyes and then back to the length of meat she held between her hands. Smiling slyly, she then licked her lips and to my amazement, a moment later lowered her mouth over my purple helmet and enveloped it.

Her tongue almost immediately sprang to live, flicking across my sensitive head as her hands pumped me firmly. She pulled it forward a bit, tilting it away from me, and she pushed her face down as far as she could before pulling back to the top, and looking back into my eyes.

Hilary pulled her head off of my cock and leaned back, moving her hair back with a toss of her head.

"Happy?" she smirked sarcastically. "What else do you want?"

Thinking for a moment I honestly replied, "I want to make love to you."

To my surprise Hilary laughed right in my face.

"Ha! Oh I bet you do, but that's not going to happen." she scoffed. "What else?"

"Well, then why don't you come back here and suck me some more." I said it almost plaintively.

"Okay. But ask me nicely," she said, tilting her head and giving me a teasing smile.

"What?"

"You heard me. Ask me nicely."

"OK. Hilary Duff, will you please suck my dick?" I said, making her giggle.

With that, Hilary simply dived back onto my lap and devoured my cock and took me deep into her mouth.

It seemed she could only take about half my length, and despite her efforts, she gagged several times but worked hard to pleasure me, breathing deeply through her nose as her hands pumped my shaft.

Hilary pulled back a bit and licked up and down my thick shaft before playing with my balls.

"You like that?" she purred.

"Fuck Yes!"

She took each ball into her mouth, tugging and sucking gently, and then licked even further below.

I watched her in awe as she pulled my balls up out of the way and licked all the way down to the very edge of my ass. There her tongue tickled that sensitive place between balls and ass, before treating my pole to a licking, and once more doing her best to swallow me whole.

Now she was in control, and her hands worked me like a piston—tight, firm and fast, dragging me to my climax.

After all the teasing and anticipation I could not hold out any longer, and I stiffened, pushing my hips forward, advertising my impending explosion. Hilary simply pulled her face back, opened her mouth and looked up at me as she stroked me faster and harder with both hands.

"Come." she breathed, and with a deep growl I suddenly spewed my load across her stunning face.

The first shot hit her directly across her forehead and eye, while the second and third landed on the bridge of her nose and open mouth. Hilary grunted and then plunged forward and abruptly took my spewing cock into her hot mouth, letting me finish there.

I bucked my hips wildly and when I finally relaxed and settled back into the couch, my ejaculation complete, she pulled her head back, her face almost dripping with semen. She then took my sloppy cock back into her slimy mouth and this time sucked it clean, before she leaned back on her heels, wiping her face.

"Looks like someone enjoyed themselves?" she said.

"Now that's an understatement if I ever heard one." I chuckled while trying to catch my breath.

"Holy shit Hilary," I added. "You can suck cock with the best of them."

"Not bad for our first time then?" she asked, and I could feel an underlying plea for approval.

"You were incredible, sweetie. You sure are one hot piece of ass, and your mouth is a thing of beauty."

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." she said as she got back to her feet.

"You know I did."

"So, a deal's a deal, right?"

"Hey, you sold me baby."

With that I gave her the tapes and the entire video camera before I watched her straighten herself up and prepare to leave.

At the door she then looked at her shoulder and said, "Tell Joel to call me when he gets tired of that whore."

"Will do."