*ELAINE TELLS THE STORY*
“And that’s a wrap,” yells the director.
The cast and the crew applaud. We’re thrilled that we’ve wrapped up another successful project. Getting a behind-the-scenes look at how a movie comes together is so much different than watching it on the big screen.
I still haven’t come to terms with the fact that my work determines how an actor looks on screen. I’ve loved make-up since I was a teenager, and I knew that was the field for me. I just never knew that I’d end up doing make-up for some of Hollywood’s biggest stars.
My efforts have helped numerous actors look like completely different people, and even I’m amazed, to this day, at how I do it.
I love my job, and I spend endless hours on set. But Rob has begged me to give us a try. We’ve been dating for the last two years, and we’ve spoken about becoming more serious.
I want that. It’s just that my work takes up so much of my time. I’m trying to make it work with Rob. The first step I took was moving in with him. I insisted that we do that before discussing marriage.
You only truly know a person once you live with them. I almost made a huge mistake with my ex-fiance. He cheated on me with a prostitute the night before our wedding. Luckily, I found out and called off the wedding.
If we get married, I’ll have to move to the UK with Rob. He’s been a consultant for a major management company here in L.A. for the last two years, and his contract ends in a year. We’re taking the next few months to decide where our relationship is going before he goes back home.
Considering I’m 35 years old, the clock isn’t exactly on my side. In some way, I feel that it’s right with Rob. Biology dictates that I’ve only got a few more years to have children, so a big part of me is hoping that this will work out.
Living in the UK will mean that I’m going to spend much less time at work. I’ll probably take on one or two projects a year so that I can spend time with my husband. We’ve also spoken about having children. Once I get pregnant and eventually deliver, I won’t have time for work at all.
Directors don’t like to hear, no. And I’ll have to turn down certain projects. The problem is that Hollywood is a small town and word gets around. If I move with Rob, I might never work in Hollywood again. I must admit that’s a tough pill to swallow.
It’s 7 pm. Rob has just walked in through the door. He puts his tog bag on the floor and walks towards me. He puts his arms around my lower back and lifts me off the floor. I put my arms on his broad shoulders, and our lips infuse.
He carries me to the bedroom and throws me onto the bed. I must admit that it’s nice to have a strong boyfriend. All the countless hours that he spends at the gym have definitely paid off.
I smile, lying on the bed, as he takes off his shirt and then pulls off his shorts. The muscle between his legs is also well developed.
He holds his dick and says, “Come suck here.”
I sit up and push myself off the bed, then kneel in front of him and hold his dick. I tap it on my lips, and he smiles because he knows I’m gonna blow him just the way he likes it. My left hand slides over his abs.
I stuff his entire dick into my mouth, and he runs his fingers through my hair. “That’s my girl.” I enjoy pleasing him.
His right leg twitches, and he giggles as I tickle his balls. That always gets him. I put his balls into my mouth and fiddle with anus. He enjoys that, too.
Rob turns around and bends over. I part his cheeks and lick his anus. He groans. My tongue circles his anus, and then I stick it into his hole. He reaches with his left hand behind him and grabs the back of my head, pulling it closer to his ass.
My face is pressed against his ass cheeks, and my tongue is all the way in his ass. Rimming him is definitely more pleasurable for him than me. The only satisfaction I get from it is knowing that I’ve satisfied my man.
He straightens his back and then tells me to get onto the bed. I’m on my hands and knees as he stands behind me and in front of the bed. Vaseline drops into my anus from the bottle that he’s holding above my ass.
Rob also rubs the Vaseline on his dick. He chucks the bottle onto the bed and then sticks his dick into my ass. What can I say? The guy is obsessed with his and my ass. He’s an ass guy. My ass is petite, and I know that he likes a round ass because he smacks mine often during sex.
I imagine that the smacking is more of a turn-on for him on a butt bigger than mine. But it’s not like he holds back his aggression because my ass is small. He smacks me hard and leaves hand prints on my ass.
I close my eyes and groan as his dick enters my ass. Anal is something new that we’ve started doing, so I still need to get used to it.
He grabs my small waist and penetrates me hard. His short, rapid thrusts make my face flush. Screams shoot out of my mouth, and I clench the sheets.
Rob smacks my ass hard and tells me that I’m his whore. I love dirty talk while he’s inside my ass. It just makes it so much hotter.
I bow my head as he continues the hard pounding. It’s pleasurable and painful in the ass.
His hands are on my shoulders now. He pulls me back every time he thrusts forward, making his dick go all the way into my ass.
My forehead wrinkles as my eyebrows near when Rob raises his feet onto the bed and penetrates me as hovers over me. The angle that he’s dick is entering me from feels more aggressive.
A few minutes later, he gets off the bed and tells me to blow him. My lips slide forward and back on his dick. This is just another thing I do to please him. You think I want to suck something that’s just been in my ass?
Rob strokes his dick a few times and then makes the demonic facial expression. I know that he’s about to cum. I open my mouth, and he busts his load inside it.
Three months have passed, and we’ve gotten even closer. We’ve spoken about marriage, and I’m open to it. I’ve received a job offer for a new mega blockbuster movie. I’m taking the job because I need as much money as possible for the wedding and then the big move to the UK.
We’re shooting in New York, so I’m going to be there for the next couple of weeks.
Rob drives me to the airport and keeps telling me how much he’s going to miss me. I’m going to miss him, too. We can’t stop kissing each other. Tears pool in my eyes as I turn around after walking through passport control.
I blow a kiss and then wave.
*ROB TELLS THE STORY*
I walk into the gym and see a babe on the stair climber machine. She’s got a big, round ass and a small waist—just the way I like them. Man, I’d like to stick it into that. Just look at the meat on that ass. I can only imagine how tight her anus is.
It must feel like heaven to stick my dick into her ass. I can imagine how loud she would scream. I’d fill up buckets with my cum if I had that ass.
Man, just look at that. The way the right cheek tightens as she steps and then the left cheek tightens as she takes a step with her left leg.
I can’t see her face properly because of her long black hair, reaching her lower back, and the cap on her head is slightly blocking her face.
I’ll just wait for her to get off the machine and then talk to her. But in the meantime, I can enjoy looking at that fine piece of ass that she’s carrying behind her.
She gets off the machine and tilts her face to the side. I see that she’s got chubby cheeks and a bit of a double chin. She also wears glasses. No sweat. At least, she’s got an amazing ass. I just need to hit that once, and it’s all good. It’s not like I’m going to marry her.
No, I’m quite thrilled about Elaine agreeing to marry me. Everything is going according to plan, but my life will improve by a notch if I can bang this babe in the ass.
“Hey, how you doing?” I ask.
She looks at me and smiles. That’s a good start. “I’m good and you?”
“Much better now that I’ve seen you.”
Her smile stretches more. I can see that she’s happy to receive my compliment. She probably doesn’t receive as much attention from guys as some of the slimmer girls. But that’s other guys’ loss and my gain.
“I’m Rob.”
“Natalie,” she says in a raspy voice. “It’s nice to meet you. Sorry, I had a bit of a cold yesterday, and I still haven’t fully recovered.”
I hold her hand, and my eyes lower to her waist and then thighs. Damn, she’s thick. She smiles, noticing me enjoying her curves.
“Seems like you like what you see,” she says.
“I do. You look amazing.”
“Thank you. That’s really nice of you to say.”
“Well, I mean it.”
“You’re so sweet.”
“Let me get you a protein drink. There’s a healthy bar across the road from the gym.”
“Yeah, that sounds good.”
I walk her across the road, buy drinks and then pull out the chair for her. “You’re such a gentleman.”
“I try.”
“You got a wife?”
“No.”
“That’s surprising, actually. Such a nice man like you doesn’t have anyone.”
“Maybe I’m meant for you.”
Natalie looks down and smiles. I like that she’s a bit shy. Those kinds of girls are usually freaks in bed with a guy who can make them open up. That’s me. And I’m gonna rip that ass open.
We talk for about an hour, mostly about her. I want her to think that I’m interested in her as a person. Nope, just her ass. That’s all I need for about an hour, and then I’m out. Peace.
I can tell that she’s comfortable with me because she’s opened up much more and sharing things you wouldn’t with a stranger.
“I’ve got some great protein drinks at my place,” I say. “You wanna try some? There’s new flavours that have just come out onto the market that I’ve managed to get, which you’ll struggle to find anywhere.”
“Um, sure,” she says and smiles.
In front of my apartment, I open the door and welcome her inside. She walks in, and I stare at that big ass. Oooh. I’m gonna tap that all night long.
“Would you like a sweet protein drink or something with more water in it?” I ask.
“Sweet, like you.”
I smile. “All right. I like that.”
As I’m preparing the drink by the blender, I look over my shoulder and see Natalie smiling at me. I’m so in. She wants me badly. All the signs are there.
I hand her the drink. After taking one sip, she says, “So where do you wanna bang me?”
I must admit that I’m a bit taken aback by her question. I mean, I’m glad that she proposed it, but that’s never happened to me.
She turns her back to me and rubs her big ass on the edge of the kitchen counter, then looks at me over her shoulder. “You wanna bend me over here so you can stick it in my ass?”
I smile and walk towards her. I’m so hard that my dick is about to rip my pants open. “Yeah, that sounds good, baby.”
“Well, that’s never going to happen, you son of a bitch.”
I stop walking and frown. What the hell did she just say? And how come her voice changed all of a sudden?
Natalie pulls off her wig and then rips off her thick eyebrows and eyelashes. Then, she pulls off the silicone off her cheeks and neck.
My eyes widen, and my mouth opens. “Elaine!”
Her lips are tight, and she shakes her head. “You really are scum of the earth.”
“What the hell are you doing? I thought you were in New York.”
“I had to see if you were the same as the slime ball I almost married. You think I’m going to risk my whole life, career and pride without testing you?”
“I can’t believe this.”
“No, I can’t believe you. You were prepared to throw everything away for one night. You don’t deserve an amazing woman like me.”
She pulls off the suit on her ass, which made it look big, and then heads to the cupboard. She throws her clothing into a luggage back and then storms out.
*ELAINE TELLS THE STORY*
Fool me once, shame on you, but fool me twice….
Maybe my ex-fiance cheating on me had a positive aspect. It made me more cautious and eager to test my partners before committing to them.
But then again, with my ex-fiance, I also tested him. I hired a prostitute to pose as a woman interested in him and approach him at his bachelor party to see if he would go home with her. Test failed.
Rob failed the test too. But I feel like I also failed twice. Why do I keep attracting the wrong men? Sigh. At least, I’ll continue doing what I love most and, maybe someday, I’ll meet somebody who deserves me as much as I deserve him.
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