"Up Late" with Kate Beckinsale

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"Up Late" with Kate Beckinsale
with Kate Beckinsale
The Pornographer
(MF, rim)


This FICTIONAL story contains graphic sexual situations, if you are under age or easily offended STOP READING!
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Despite the jet lag, it had been quite some time since I had had such a great night out.

Although I generally disliked being the third wheel, I usually enjoyed going out with Len and his wife, actress Kate Beckinsale. The guys and I always managed to have fun even if we did tend to drink a little too much, and that night was no exception.

As it so happened I had flown into town to stay with the happy couple over the weekend and we had decided to celebrate with dinner and drinks.

"I'm telling you Pete, she wanted you." Kate said while giving me a playful slap on the shoulder. "You should have talked to her."

"Yeah right." I answered as she fumbled with the keys.

"Hurry up, babe." Len slurred impatiently. "I think I'm going to be sick again."

Kate pouted in mock sympathy and lovingly caressed her husband's head.

"Aww poor baby." she purred. "Did you drink a little too much again?"

We all knew the answer as Len had already thrown up twice since leaving the bar.

As soon as Kate opened the front door Len pushed past us impatiently, and clutching his mouth, charged straight for the bathroom. Kate and I simply looked at each other and burst out laughing as we stepped into the flat.

Inside we could hear Len puking his guts out in the toilet. I still found it amusing that he couldn't even keep up with me or his wife during those drinking games. Still, Kate sure was impressive to watch. She could really hold her liquor and didn't mind showing off.

"Seriously, Pete." she began. "You really should have talked to that blonde. She wanted you bad."

Shaking my head I had to laugh again.

Kate was always trying to hook me up with various women during our outings. It was like she was just one of the guys. I could talk to her about anything no matter how explicit or private which was more than I could say for most of my other friends.

"Maybe you should have put in a good word for me Kate?" I said slumping down on the couch. "Seeing as you're a big time celebrity here now."

"Maybe you should grow some balls!" Kate countered.

"You bitch." I replied.

We both laughed.

Just then we heard the toilet flush in the background as Len groggily staggered out of the bathroom and wiped his mouth. He was as white as a sheet.

"You okay babe?" Kate asked her husband as he simply shrugged his shoulders and turned towards the bedroom.

He was obviously exhausted and calling it a night.

Seeing my cue, I stood up from the comfy couch and announced that I too was going to hit the hay.

"Well, I guess I'll call it a night too."

Kate suddenly turned and flashed me a confused look.

"What? Oh no." she stated. "You and I are going to have another drink, mister."

"Aren't you tired?"

"Hell no!" she replied. "The night is still young, unless of course you're not up to it?"

Kate always knew how to push my buttons. Like her I could never refuse a bet or dare.

"Oh, I'm up to it alright. You know I am. I just thought—"

"Great!" she interrupted. "I'll get the drinks."

While Kate excitedly skipped into the kitchen to prepare the drinks I took the opportunity to duck into the bathroom to freshen up. It was on my way back that I walked by the bedroom and noted that Len's door was left slightly ajar. Inside I took a quick peak and could hear him snoring. He was out like a light.

With that I carefully closed the door and wandered back in the dimply lit living room where I found Kate kneeling by the coffee table and setting up what looked like some sort of board game.

Right away I could see she had also gotten a little more comfortable since I was gone and had taken off her jacket and shoes. While I stood there for a moment admiring her butt and bare feet she turned and smiled.

"Hey, you like scrabble?"

Seeing how excited she seemed about playing the board game I dare not disappoint her.

"Um yeah. Sure, I guess?"

Truth be told I had never played a single solitary game in my entire life but the opportunity to spend some alone time with her was too great to pass up.

"Great! So let's play." Kate exclaimed.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah why not? Are you afraid?"

"Of what?" I laughed.

"Losing, of course."

"Yeah right. I never lose." I boasted.

"Neither do I." she countered. "You up for the challenge?"

"Challenge? Ha!" I scoffed. "I tell you what, if you beat me at Scrabble, I'll kiss your ass!"

Kate beamed. "Oh really?"

"Hell yeah." I said confidently. "I told you, I never lose."

Kate smiled sweetly to herself before she finally responded.

"OK. I'll hold you to that. But you better not welch."

With that Kate proceeded to clear the table and set up the game.

A few minutes later Kate and I were sitting on the carpeted floor around the scrabble board, each with a glass of wine in hand. I don't mind saying that Beckinsale had always been kind of a tease, but tonight she was being exceptionally flirtatious and was dropping plenty of sexual innuendos.

Of course like any other red blooded male I had always been attracted to her although I had never considered making a move. She was after all my friend's wife, and being a photographer I had worked with them both in a professional capacity.

Truth was I respected them both, however I couldn't deny how sweet and beautiful she was, particular that evening as her figure was exemplified by her outfit.

As if to torture me Kate was clad in a set of shiny black leggings and a short denim skirt that sat low enough on her hips to allow a few brief flashes of her thong and tight midsection. The skirt was complimented by a tight short singlet top that showed off her modest yet firm breasts and hung off her shoulder so as to flaunt her collar bone and neck.

About three glasses of wine later, Kate was noticeably drunk and severely kicking my ass in the game. I looked down at her as she lay on her side with her head in her hand, studying her game pieces and looking cuter with each and every passing moment.

There I couldn't help but admire the outline of her body and her seductive hourglass figure. There was no question about it, Kate was all woman—and smoking hot.

"There!" she said triumphantly, putting two tiles down on the board to form the word "RIM."

Grinning to myself I sneered. "Is that the best you've got?"

Kate raised a brow and smiled. "What's the score again, buddy?"

"Yeah, yeah," I mumbled while studying my own pieces.

After a moment of contemplation I grinned slyly to myself as I added my letters and formed the word "JOB".

This addition to her last contribution completed the word "RIMJOB."

Kate looked at the word for a moment before she finally rolled over in a fit of laughter. Her tight athletic body shook with hilarity.

I suppose she was way more intoxicated than I had originally assumed.

"I don't think that one is in the dictionary." she said while rolling back onto her stomach and causing her hair to fall over her face.

God she looked breathtaking.

I had to remind myself that this was in fact my friend's wife.

"Not in the book? Well it should be." I replied before gulping down the last of my wine.

I prayed to god she wouldn't notice the growing erection in my pants.

Kate brushed the hair out of her eyes and bit her lip as if she was contemplating something.

"What?" I timidly asked.

It was getting late and we were both the worse for wear.

Pausing for a moment Kate then spoke.

"Have you ever done it?"

"Done what?"

"You know, given a girl—a rimjob?"

Even though we had briefly joked about sex in the past I was a little surprised at Kate's blunt question.

"Uh well, yeah actually I have. Why?"

"No reason, just curious." she answered defensively.

Pausing for another moment she then added.

"I've always wondered how it would feel."

"Well I imagine it feels pretty damn good." I said. "Besides, I haven't had any complaints."

"Yeah, I bet." she smirked before falling quiet again.

We sat there in relative silence for a few moments before she suddenly blurted out.

"You know I like it when a guy plays with my butt."

"Um—OK?" I replied, causing us both to laugh.

Kate then took another sip from her glass before she continued. "—but I've never been able to ask anyone to actually lick it before."

This comment seemed to amuse her immensely.

"Well I'm sure there wouldn't be a lack of volunteers." I told her. "You're Kate fucking Beckinsale after all."

Kate laughed and returned to the game and despite my growing erection I let the topic fall.

A few minutes later she then placed her last tile on the board and was finally proclaimed victorious.

"Woohooo!" she bragged. "And here I thought you would put up some kind of challenge?"

Faking anger I responded by tossing a handful of scrabble tiles across the floor as I stood up and prepared to head for my room for the night.

"Well fuck you too Kate Beckinsale!" I playfully quipped.

"Hey, wait a minute!" she complained. "Aren't you forgetting something? What about my prize?"

"Excuse me?" I asked, turning to face her.

With that Kate stood and turned around to poke out her butt.

She then grinned mischievously and pointed to it with her finger.

"Pucker up buddy. You owe me."

"What are you talking about?"

"Hey, don't be like that. You promised."

Resigned to my fate, I faked disappointment and sighed deeply.

Although I hated to lose, the prospect of kissing Kate Beckinsale's perfectly formed ass was anything but a punishment in my mind. Exhaling loudly, I shuffled over to where Kate stood with her hands on her hips and a smug expression on her face. Her hair was sexily disheveled while her eyes noticeably bloodshot.

"I'm going to enjoy this." she added arrogantly.

God she could be a bitch when she wanted to.

Just then as I bent over to do as she asked Kate suddenly recoiled.

"Ah-uh-ah wait a minute." she cautioned while trying to sound dominant.

"Get on your knees."

In an instant a jolt of exhilaration surged through my body.

Did Kate Beckinsale actually demand I get on my knees to kiss her butt?

This was the stuff of dreams.

"Huh?"

"You heard me."

Faking disappointment I did as she asked and slowly dropped to my knees before her. Meanwhile Kate let out a sweet giggle as she turned right around and presented me with her delicious backside.

Slowly, I moved my face towards it, willing and able to offer a kiss.

"Wait!" she suddenly said from above.

I froze just inches away from Kate's rear end and looked upwards more than a little confused.

Glancing over her shoulder Kate smirked slyly as I then watched her tuck her thumbs into the waistband of her leggings and slowly peeled them over her hips. I sat watching in stunned silence as her firm round rump suddenly came into view and was completely exposed to me.

I almost gasped with delight and swallowed hard as my cock instantly stirred in my pants. There before me was Kate Beckinsale's flawless tight butt. Two pale white globes of succulent flesh were now separated by a thin strip of fabric that tucked snugly between her firm cheeks.

I could barely tear my eyes away from her thong to look up at her blushing face which had a few strands of hair dangling in front of her gorgeous brown eyes. She was definitely enjoying herself, watching my reaction as she teased and tormented me.

"Well?" she whispered in the sexiest voice ever. "What are you waiting for? Pay up mister."

Suffice to say I was rendered speechless.

I couldn't believe the gall on this woman. Had she no shame?

Gulping hard I tentatively leaned over and pressed my lips against the side of her buttocks. There I let my lips linger for just an extra moment before I finally pulled away.

God her skin felt soft.

My heart pounded loudly in my chest as I had just kissed the ass of one of Hollywood's sexiest women. Giving her bare ass one last appreciable look I then glanced up at her and spoke.

"There. Happy?"

Kate blushed brightly and seemed to ponder something for a moment while placing her hands on her hips. She didn't seem impressed.

"Hm. I think you can do better than that?" she teased.

I was so taken aback I almost forgot to breath.

Was this actually happening? Did she want me to go further? Did she want another kiss?

"Okay then." I said with bated breath.

With that I leaned in and kissed her again, only this time I made direct contact on the cheek, adjacent to the tiny thong.

It was only now that I inhaled her scent, and marveled at her wonderful perfume.

There I savored the moment and even dared to let my tongue gingerly dart out and make contact with her tender flesh. To my surprise Kate did not resist or recoil in any way and simply stood there as I admired her phenomenal body.

"Hm. That's a lot better—but still not good enough." she said from above.

With that she suddenly opened her stance and bent over a little and placed her hands on the arm of the couch for support.

I was spellbound and almost couldn't believe what was happening.

Kate was actually bent over in front of me with her ass exposed, daring me to gratify her.

"I don't think you're trying hard enough, Pete." she dared.

At this stage my cock was so hard I thought I was going to pass out.

Were we actually playing this game? Seeing how proficient I was in kissing her ass?

Not wanting to disappoint, I hungrily leaned forward and kissed Kate's ass once more. This time however I attempted to shock her a little by boldly swirling my tongue in a crisscross motion over her left butt cheek.

To my surprise this action didn't seem to faze her in the least and she simply responded by flashing me a bemused look.

With that I decided to throw caution to the wind and without warning made contact once again, only this time shoved my nose and chin right between the crack of her ass. Wasting little time I instinctively ran my tongue up and down the length of her thong causing her to finally respond.

As expected Kate immediately gasped to this action and squirmed against me. I was almost positive I had heard her stifle a soft moan.

Having my fill, I then pulled back and grinned smugly.

"Happy? You asked for it."

Thinking for a moment Kate finally responded.

"Here. Let me help you."

Just then my eyes widened as Kate reached back and pulled her skimpy underwear out of the crack of her ass and exposed herself fully to my position on the floor.

I was now just mere inches away from her puckered asshole and sex and I struggled to contain my excitement as my grip tightened around her small hips. With that she bent over a little farther and gently pried apart her taut cheeks for me. Without thinking I abruptly leaned forward and buried my tongue deep between her parted buttocks.

In an instant Kate's head flicked back and a long sexy moan escaped her lips as she felt my long warm wet tongue readily brush across her tiny little hole.

"Ohh—" she groaned softly as the tip of my tongue moved in tiny circles, tracing her tight muscular ring.

"Oh yes—lick it. Lick it—you owe me." she said breathlessly.

I needed no prompting as I hungrily encased her butthole with my lips and eagerly plunged my tongue harder against the most private region of her body.

Pressing my face hard against her frame I could feel my chin brush against her bare snatch. The sensation seemed to excite her to no end and she proceeded to tremble. With that I immediately started to lick up and down, swabbing her backdoor with long wet strokes as she dipped her hand down between her parted legs and stroked her moistening slit.

This action only encouraged me further as I continued my relentless oral assault on Kate Beckinsale's tight little anus. There we were a quarter past four in the morning, drunk and disheveled, with my tongue buried deep in her asshole.

Mind you this was all going on while her very own husband lay sleeping in the very next room.

Regardless, I now explored her backdoor more thoroughly while Kate started to moan louder and louder. She was now moaning so loud that at one point I had to stop and reprimand her, and reminded her that we were not alone.

"Shhh Kate!" I whispered. "Quiet down."

"I can't help it—" she panted before reaching back and grabbing my hair and shoving my face back into her heavenly ass.

"Don't stop!" she gasped as I resumed eating her asshole. "He's out for good."

That was good enough for me as I increased the intensity of my licking.

At one point I even tried to shove my tongue all the way inside but to no avail.

"Nnnrghhh—ohhhhh" Kate moaned audibly as the tempo of her fingers across her clitoris increased to superhuman proportions.

Suddenly her asshole clenched tightly around my tongue and her entire body convulsed violently. I smiled to myself knowing full well that I had just treated Kate to one hell of an orgasm.

"Oh God! Oh God—Oh." she whimpered between labored breaths. "That was—that was amazing."

"Glad you liked it." I said while sitting back smugly and trying to catch my breath.

Kate turned to face me with her thong and leggings still draped around her knees.

"Okay, your turn."

"What?!" I exclaimed.

My mouth almost hit the floor.

"I want to try it on you this time."

Was she actually suggesting she give me a rimjob?

How could I refuse?

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