Era Erotica Ch. 23

Disclaimer: This a work of fiction. It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Starlight

Starring Taylor Swift, Selena Gomez, Cara Delevingne, Karlie Kloss, Blake Lively & Ryan Reynolds

Codes: Cons, MF, FFF, MFF, MMF, Anal, Rom, Pregnant, Oral

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2019

Fourth of July was a sacred holiday in the Swift household, as it was for any true red-blooded American. Not a year went by without honoring Independence Day. And what better way to celebrate then by having an all-out bash of epic proportions. This year was no different. Taylor had been planning this shindig for months and now the day, really the entire extended weekend, was finally here. On the drive up to her Rhode Island mansion, the couple discussed the various activities planned for the weekend.

"Things usually get pretty wild. I guess what I'm saying is it's a free pass kind of weekend." Taylor said, wind from the open windows whipping through her bright blonde locks, her blue eyes hidden behind large designer sunglasses. "Is that alright with you?"

"Sure Swift. Fine by me." Cole said. "You know I'm just happy to be spending the weekend with you. I don't really care what we do as long we're together."

Taylor rolled her eyes at the cheesy line, but couldn't help the smile that played upon her lips. Placing a delicate hand on his thigh, she squeezed it tightly. "I know. But I thought this would be a good time to blow off some steam. A bit of wet and wild fun if we relax the rules a little."

Cole laughed and said, "I love you Swift."

"I love you too. And to show you what kind of fun I mean, why don't we start right down?"

Her hand slid up his thigh, settling firmly on his crotch. Lightly rubbing over the pants, his member started to stiffen. Grinning, Cole revved the engine as she pulled his pants down, her head descending over his lap. It was going to be one hell of a weekend.

A couple of hours and one surprisingly sloppy blowjob later, they arrived. Taylor reapplied her smeared lips and went into full hostess mode, ensuring that everything would be perfect for her guest's arrival the following morning. By the time they went to bed, she was feeling a bit stressed out, so naturally Cole fucked her to three screaming orgasms. She slept like a rock after that.

Thursday

Guests began arriving that morning, in gleaming town cars fresh from the airport or sleek sports cars driven from their residences in NYC. Taylor's friends piled out of the vehicles, dragging boyfriends, girlfriends, husbands, wives or whoever was accompanying them this weekend with them. Cole was pretty sure he spotted at least half a dozen escorts among them, but he couldn't be sure. They were greeted at the door with a tray of red, white and blue jello shots. By noon everyone had arrived and already the drinks were flowing like water. Stylish and trendy outfits had been abandoned for tight, skimpy swimsuits, all either adorned with the stars and stripes or the appropriate colors of red, white or blue. Cole and Taylor were no exception. His swim trunks were so snug that any and every party goer could easily make out even the most minute detail of his genitalia. Taylor was in a body-hugging one-piece, her boobs threatening to pop out with the slightest of movements. The term "flossing" did not do justice to her backside. Barely wide enough to cover her ever-ravenous cameltoe, the red-white-and-blue fabric completely and utterly vanished between her set of pert jiggling buttcheeks.

Cole was catching some rays, watching the party goers take turn down an enormous inflatable slip-n-slide. He had felt the eyes of many of the guests, both male and female, upon him as the day progressed, but he was content to lay back and relax, watching Taylor as she took turns going down the slide with just about everybody. Several wardrobe malfunctions didn't seem to bother her, she just squashed her tits back into her bathing suit each and every time they popped out. Selena Gomez in particular had been eye-fucking him since her arrival. Now she lay on a recliner across the pool, her caramel colored skin glistening in the sun, clad in the tightest red bikini imaginable with crimson lips to match.

A soaked and sopping Taylor flopped down onto the empty lounge chair next to her. Immediately the two began whispering, giggling and stealing glances in Cole's direction. Watching the pair of them, he finished his margarita with a satisfactory slurp. A few minutes past and Selena got up, walking into the house. The perky bounce of her bronzed buttocks drew the eye of everyone poolside. Taylor walked over to him, her bits jiggling, and leaned over, kissing him deeply, tongue shamelessly probing deep into his mouth.

"Having fun so far?" She asked, releasing him.

"So far so good. You ok? Need anything?"

Looking up at the bright sun, she said, "I think I left my flag jacket in our room. Could you run and grab it for me? I'm gonna burn like a lobster out here."

"No problem. Be back in a minute."

Cole stood and stretched, his swim trunks threatening to split apart. Heading into the mansion, he hurried up the stairs to their bedroom. The closet light was on and it sounded like someone was poking around inside.

"Cole? Is that you?" Selena's voice echoed out. "Can you come here? I can't reach this thing. Taylor's too damn tall."

Perplexed, he walked over to the of the enormous walk-in closet. Pulling the door open, he froze. Selena was standing there, not an inch of clothing to be found anywhere on her, hips cocked to one side, both well-manicured hands placed on them.

"Hey there big guy." She whispered, her voice husky and seductive.

"S-S-Selena?" Cole stammered, doing his best to look anywhere but at the smoking hot buck-naked Latina popstar standing before him. He was failing spectacularly. His eyes roamed from her smooth, tanned legs to her perky hanging bosom, her dark areoles with pointed nipples to her beautiful rounded face adorned with a sly grin. "Why? Um. Why are you naked?"

Stepping closer, she grabbed his arm, dragging him inside and pulling the door shut. Before his brain could tell his body to do anything but send blood rushing straight to his penis, her wonderfully full and plump lips were pressed against his, her tongue making a beeline for his tonsils. When his wits finally caught up with him, he pushed her off.

"Selena? What the hell? What are you doing?"

"What does it look like? I'm finally getting this cock all to myself after so many years of hearing about it." Sinking to her knees as she spoke, her hands were already tugging at the waistband of his swimsuit.

"No." He said, plain and simple. "What about Taylor?"

"Aww, that's sweet. What about her? Didn't she send you up here on some dumb errand? Aren't you both on a free pass this weekend?" She actually looked a bit confused, hands still dug into his waistband.

It took Cole longer than usual to put words together. "...Well, yes. But."

"Nah-uh. I literally just talked to her about this. Shut up and let me enjoy. I think we'll both enjoy this."

Before Cole could utter another word, Selena pulled his trunks down. Swinging like a springboard, his cock nearly smacked her in the face as it wobbled to a rest inches away from her mouth. Wrapping her fingers around the base, she squeezed tightly. Pursing her painted lips, she beat the head of his prick against them with several quick slaps. Then, those same luscious lips engulfed the tip as she tucked the strands of sleek dark hair behind her ears. Gazing up at him with big, brown eyes she inched down the veiny shaft until her lips were pressed against the base, his balls resting firmly on her chin. Cole released his pent up breath with an exhale of exaltation. Releasing him without a cough or a splutter, she grinned, leaving behind a red lipstick ring at the very base.

"A good guy. Handsome. And a big, fat cock. No fair. Taylor needs to share you more." Selena said, pouting before lifting his cock upwards, her mouth going for his balls.

Taking one of the fleshy globes into her mouth, she sucked hard, stroking the now slick shaft with a free hand. Releasing it with a *POP* she immediately darted to the other one, gobbling that down too. Her tongue worked over his gonads, ensuring they were dripping with saliva before returning to his cock. Kissing the side of the girthy shaft, she ran her continually smearing lips across it. Down one side, then up the other. Her tongue tickled the veiny underbelly as she went. Coming at him head-on, she took him straight down to the balls again. Mouth full and cheeks bulging, she gurgled appreciatively. Spittle seeped from the corners of her mouth until she released him. Cole placed both hands on her dark haired head, content to guide her up and down her shaft, but allowing her to control the speed and force. Bobbing up and down with ever increasing speed, Selena had Cole positively throbbing before long. She let him fall from her mouth and leaned back, laying on the carpeted floor, spreading her legs wide.

"Taylor says you eat pussy like a lesbian. Prove it."

A shaved triangle of dark pubic hair formed a triangle, pointing downwards to her glistening pink pussy lips. She split her labia apart with two fingers. Cole laid down, his lipstick-stained cock squished between the carpet and his belly, burying his head between the Latina popstar's thighs. He ran his tongue over her outer labia before nibbling on her clit. Lowering his writhing tongue, he penetrated her folds while grinding his face against her steamy twat. Crying out, she squirmed with pleasure, fingers twisting and entangling in his dark hair. Wrapping his muscular arms around her legs, he lifted her bubble butt off the floor, probing ever deeper with his tongue. Not even pausing for breath, he stared into her brown eyes and they stared right back into his bright green ones, neither willing to break eye contact. Munching box, Cole slurped and lapped up every ounce of arousal flowing out of Selena's snatch as her breathing grew labored.

Crying out and shuddering, she looked at him and said, "Get that fucking dick inside of me. Right now!"

Cole was all too eager to comply as he lay on top of her, his larger form pinning her smaller one to the ground. Lining up his cock with her dripping cunt, he split her velvety folds with his fleshy member, sheathing himself fully inside of her. Both grunted as he filled her up, her cunt impossibly tight around his member. The grunting continued as he began moving his hips, she wrapping her legs around his waist. Fingers dug into his back, her nails a good deal longer than Taylor's so he really felt it. Lips pressed together, tongues dove aggressively into mouth, wrestling with one another as he picked up the pace. Selena clung to him like white on rice, her back scratching against the carpet fibers as Cole drilled her. Giving a hard, deep room-shaking thrust, he paused to catch his breath.

Selena pulled her nails from his back and said breathlessly, "Take me from behind."

Unlocking her legs, he quickly pulled out as she got on all fours and wiggled her tight little ass for him, the rounded bronze flesh trembling all over as he stared at it. Getting on his knees, he grabbed ahold of that sweet booty, spreading the cheeks wide and peeking at her bleached puckered butthole. For fun, he prodded it with the swollen head of his cock. She looked back at him slyly.

"Maybe next time big guy. This isn't Wonderland."

Chuckling, he lowered his cock, reentering her pussy with slippery ease. Groans filled the closet as they both stared forward, directly into the full-length mirror opposite them. Their hard fucking images stared right back. Selena couldn't take her eyes off of herself as each powerful thrust of Cole's hips sent ripples through her body, making her plump hanging breasts swing back and forth. Holding her by her shapely hips, he plowed her good and hard. Unable to stop himself, he leaned forward and grabbed handfuls of her rocking ta-ta's. His nimble fingers found her dark nipples, tweaking the hard nubs as he continued his pounding. His eyes couldn't look away from the reflection of Selena's face as it contorted and twisted with pleasure, her smeared lips forming a rounded O.

"Grab my neck!" She cried out. Letting go of her swinging knockers, one hand found her throat, fingers closing around it gently. "Harder!"

Cole squeezed tighter and Selena groaned. Her hands came off the floor until their bodies were near vertical again, still in the kneeling position. Continuing to jackhammer into her, a hand around her throat and her hot body pressed against his, Selena looked into the mirror with unfocused eyes. The arm choking her was nestled on either side by her perky tits, flopping up and down with each thrust he gave her.

"Gonna...gonna..." She mumbled.

"What's that Selena?" Cole whispered into her ear, sucking on the lobe and squeezing even tighter around her throat.

"I'M C-C-CUMMMMING!!" She choked out, surprising Cole with the intensity and volume of the shout.

Body shaking and trembling, her snatch squeezed his cock as tightly as he was squeezing her throat. Balls deep inside of her, he held on tight as the orgasm rocked her body, thrashing her limbs as the pleasure centers overloaded every sense. He felt a rush of fluids across his hard shaft, dripping down onto his swollen and cum-filled balls and onto the carpet below. When she was done shaking, Selena opened her eyes, smiling brightly.

"Fuck yea..." She said, dropping forward as he released her and crawling off his cock.

Before Cole could do anything she had spun around, his cock once more disappearing between those bee-stung lips. Still on his knees, she sucked herself off of him, staring up with big innocent round eyes. Showing no signs of slowing down, Cole knew he wasn't going to last long.

"Shit! Gonna cum!" He finally managed to say as he felt like his very soul was being sucked out.

She didn't release him, only murmured, "MMMHHMMM!!"

And as her head continued to bob up and down, Cole popped off like a firework. His cock jerked, firing a wad of thick spunk directly down her throat before pulling back a bit and proceeding to spurt jet after jet of milky white goo, filling up her mouth with his sizable load. Selena's eyes grew even wider as she felt a flood of hot man jism fill her maw. Cole gave one final twitch and Selena released him, leaning back and sitting up on her knees. Opening her mouth wide, she revealed the creamy pool of cum, tongue splashing around it. Staring at him she swallowed it down. A stray trail of jizz leaked from her lips as it dripped down her face, off her chin and directly onto the mole on her right breast.

"My, my. What do we have here?" A posh voice asked from behind them.

The door to the closet was open. British model and actress, Cara Delevingne stood there watching the both of them. Her red-white-blue swimsuit clearly showing she had no problem tossing aside her English roots for a weekend of fun.

"Taylor sends me up here to fetch something and this is what I find?" She smiled slyly. "How was he Selena?"

"Incredible." She replied, giggling and wiping her mouth clean.

Cara sighed, shrugged and stepped inside, closing the door behind her. "Ashley couldn't make it this weekend and I'm randy as fuck. It's been a while since I've had a real cock."

"I suppose I could share him for a bit." Selena said. "After all, I just had my fun."

Cole didn't even get a word in as Cara pushed him onto his back, Selena crawling around next to her. The pair of them busied themselves at his groin, both sets of eyes upon him. In less than a minute he was back up to his full, sizable length. How could he not be? Cara deepthroated him, spittle sloshing down the shaft as Selena attended to his balls. At some unseen signal, Cara extracted him from her throat and the pair of them placed their lips on either side of his shaft. Tongues and lips trailing sloppily up and down his fleshy member, they met at tip for a long, lingering French kiss. His mushroom head was passed back and forth between them as the pair of them sucked face. Continuing their kiss back down the shaft, each took a testicle into their mouth, rolling the goo-filled gonad around with lips and tongues alike. Cole felt the lips leave him only be replaced by the hot, warm squelch of Cara's throat encasing his member. Selena had darted behind Cara, pulling her swimsuit aside and burrowing her tongue in the model's snatch. Cara released him.

"How about both of you use those tongues?"

Starting to move, she stopped him. Standing up and stripping, nearly tearing the immodest two piece off her in the process, she squatted over his face. Getting on her knees, she quickly sat on his face, nearly suffocating him with her hungry smooth snatch. As Cole began to lick away, Selena crawled behind the British model, prying her cheeks apart and tonguing her backdoor.

"YYYYAAASSS!!" Cara squealed as two sets of skilled tongues worked over her holes.

Jabbing her velvet box with his wriggling tongue, he rubbed his lips back and forth across her clit. Selena drenched her bumhole with saliva as she rimmed her. Both continued their oral ministrations until Cara was squirming and shaking, aching for a cock inside of her. Sliding down Cole's body, she left a slimy trail of salvia and arousal in her wake. Spinning around, she lined up his cock with her pussy, sinking down upon it.

"BUGGER ME! I forgot how good a real pecker feels!"

That elicited a laugh from Selena. Cole's hands went to her slender hips, admiring the many tattoos adorning her lithe body. He guided her up and down as she bounced her tight snatch upon his fat prick. Another muff obscured his vision and a new pair of pussy lips presented themselves as they ground against his face. Beginning to tongue fuck her as well, Selena gave a high-pitched squeal. Cara leaned forward, aggressively grabbing the shorter popstar and shoving her tongue down her throat. The two swapped spit as Cara rode Cole's cock and Selena ground harder against his face.

Continuing his upwards thrusting, Selena fell backwards off of him. Craning his neck, he saw her legs spread wide, beckoning Cara with one finger to come have a lick. Unable to resist getting a taste of that pretty pink pussy, Cara clambered off his cock, over him and towards Selena's wet slit. Lying flat on the floor, she started to munch box. Something she was very good at. Cole scrambled around and laid on top of Cara's slim form, her pert posterior forming a nice cushion as he slid back insider her. Humping like a fiend, Cara's stifled cries echoed up from Selena's crotch. Licking her lips, she pulled Cara up by the strands of her hair. The model received the message loud and clear. Climbing on top of her, lips locking again, they nestled their twats on top of one another. Cole scurried closer, aiming his cock for Selena and sinking down to the hilt. He gave several powerful thrusts before pulling and penetrating Cara with his ramrod. Back and forth he went, plowing one vagina for a minute before switching to the other. All the while, the gorgeous pair were wrapped up in each other, sucking face, kissing necks, squeezing breasts, tweaking nipples and even massaging clits. Cara was the first to cum, releasing a string of British-laced obscenities as her gushing snatch twitched and convulsed around Cole's throbbing cock. Wrenching it from her snatch he pushed into Selena and didn't stop fucking until she too succumbed to another screaming orgasm that surely could be heard outside by the pool. By then, Cole had just about reached his limit.

"You'd better blow that load of spunk in my cunt." Cara said, looking back him. "Selena already got hers. I want mine."