Get Ready for Max! Chapter 3

 GET READY FOR MAX!

Chapter Three.

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8 days passed without any contact with Max and the 23 year old singer had been at war with herself during every one of them. The battles were all the same, while the sun was up she was convinced that forgetting about the whole thing was the right thing to do, but once the night began so did the lewd thoughts in her pretty head. She knew that just morally, it was absolutely wrong but also that the risk was immense, just imagining the looks of disgust on her family's faces was enough to fuck up her stomach; never mind the fact that she would surely lose everything and be shunned from show business for the rest of her life.

But knowing all of that didn't help with the longing she felt at night, the inescapable need for her fingers to play between her thighs while the word MAX slipped from her lips on and on and on again. After another underage-inspired orgasm the need would eventually subside, but never entirely, just enough so that she could stop herself from calling him or answering one of the many texts he'd been sending her.

"All I have to do is get through Sunday," she kept saying to herself. On monday she'd fly back to America and the distance would be enough to keep her from possibly ruining her life because of a middle schooler.

"At least I hope so..." She sighed before closing her eyes and going to sleep.

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"...And that was "Hands to Myself" by the lovely Selena Gomez who's still with us here at the KRXX studios in Copenhagen this morning promoting her world tour dates. Now, Selena..."

"Yes?"

"We have a cool surprise for you!"

"Oh wow, really?"

"Yeah, and I think you're gonna love it..."

"Well go on then, the suspense is killing me!"

"Yes! Well... you are known for having a very close relationship with your fans"

"I-- I do, yeah," she said while a million embarrassing thoughts raced through her mind, "I absolutely adore my fans!"

"Then you probably remember the call you got from a bold little 12 year old kid during your time in London."

"I uh... I'm not sure..." she lied, "I meet so many of my beautiful fans every day, sometimes it can get overwhelming."

"Of course! But you must remember this kid in particular, I'm sure of it. Here, we're gonna play that part of the call just so we're all on the same track here"

"Oh that's not nece--"

The host had already hit play on the console and the anxious beauty had no option but to listen back to that moment two weeks before that had disrupted her life in ways she could have never imagined possible. "Hey, Selena, it's Max," she heard on the recording and immediately she felt out of breath again. She faked an innocent smile for the host and the camera but inside she was being consumed again. The horny latina rubbed her thighs together under the table, listening to her first reaction to the boy she was now obsessed with.

"Oh, right, that Max! How could I forget!" she said, looking at the clock on the wall. All she wanted was to run to the bathroom to touch herself but appearances had to be kept.

"Then listen to this, Selena. We enjoyed that little kid so much we actually contacted his parents and flew him all the way from England so he could meet you in person and see you perform tonight from the first row!"

"What?!"

The door opened and the boy she had been fantasizing about walked in. He gave her a hug and kissed her on the cheek and as Selena sat back on the chair she felt her thong getting more wet by the second. There he was, the little kid she'd been fantasizing about, looking at him struggling to climb on the chair it seemed ridiculous that she could be so into him. But once he sat next to her and casually dropped his small hand on her knee she got it. Selena felt her body heating up and understood why she had masturbated for him.

The host started asking the usual questions: "How long have you been a fan? What's you favorite song?" and so on, all of which Max answered swiftly and without complications but by the end of the questionnaire he suddenly began to stutter.

"Are you feeling ok there, Max?" the host asked when he noticed him sweating and speaking with difficulty, completely unaware that his abrupt struggle was due to Selena's impatient hand, squeezing his penis under the table.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," he replied while the girl of his dreams rubbed the head of his cock through the fabric of his jeans, "It's probably the long flight catching up with me, you know?"

"Oh you poor thing!" Selena exclaimed, enjoying the way he squirmed in her hand, "You must be so tired."

"Don't worry, little Max, we're just about done here. We're gonna leave you guys out there with another one of Selena's hits and I hope you guys bought your tickets early because tonight's show is sold out, isn't that right, Selena?"

"It sure is! Thank you to everyone who bought a ticket to see me tonight. I love you all and I promise you won't be disappointed!"

"You heard her, boys and girls! I'm DJ Becks and you're listening to KRXX Copenhagen, and here's a little something called "Slow Down", we'll be right back!" The man took off his headphones, stood up and offered his hand to the singer. "Thank you for coming, Selena, you did great."

"Oh, it was my pleasure," she said, shaking it with the hand she'd been using on Max. "Whoops, sorry, I think I still had some makeup or something on there," she apologized once she realized how sticky it was. Max just said a quick "bye!" and left the studio doing his best to cover up the fresh cum stain on the front of his pants with his t-shirt.

"Hey, Max, my name is Theresa," Selena's assistant introduced herself, "We didn't know you were coming so I'm gonna take you to a really nice hotel while Selena gets ready and then we'll take you to the show, ok?"

Selena did not let the boy answer, "Actually, he's coming with me."

"What? Oh, you really don't have to, I can take care of him and--"

"No, I can't just send him to another hotel like that, he came all the way from London to meet me."

"Are you sure? I mean, I wouldn't advise it..."

"He's just a kid, Theresa, we'll probably just watch cartoons or something."

"I don't watch cartoons anymore..." Max pointed out immediately.

"Ok then, I guess we'll watch a movie or find something to kill the time," Selena replied with a slight wink before grabbing his hand and walking out of the station under the surprised gaze of her assistant.

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The ride to the hotel began with a few minutes of uncomfortable silence until Max broke it with a simple but pertinent question:

"Why didn't you answer my messages?"

"Umm, excuse me..." Selena said to the driver of the limousine, "Could you put the screen up? Thank you."

Another minute passed inside the dimly lit vehicle without an answer and it prompted the British kid to insist.

"Are you mad at me? Did I do something?"

"No, Max, of course not. I mean... did it seem like I was mad at you in the studio?"

"No..." he replied sheepishly, looking down at the wet stain on his crotch. "But you shouldn't have done that."

"Why? you didn't like it?" She joked and smiled.

"I did, but someone could have seen you. I don't want you to get in trouble because of me."

Selena was genuinely moved by his words, "Aww, Max, you're so cute!" she said before surrendering to temptation and giving him a quick kiss on the lips. Max blushed and watched in awe as Selena undid the buttons at the front of her leather pants.

"Give me your hand," she told him in an agitated tone. The kid surrendered his hand and Selena led it to her stomach before helping it slide down, all the way down until it reached the front of her small thong, soaked with her pussy juice. "This. This is what you do to me, Max. I don't know why but you turn me on so fucking much... you make me do crazy things I know I shouldn't do."

"Like back at the studio?" Max inquired while she guided his trembling hand to draw small circles around the area where her swollen clit begged to be touched.

"Mmm, yeah..." she moaned softly, resting her head on the leather seat and spreading her legs a little more.

"So what are we going to do at the hotel?"

"I... I'm not sure yet, but don't stop touching me, Max. I've been dreaming about your fingers in my pussy, you know..."

"You-- you have?" the boy replied nervously, his dick twitching constantly under his crusty jeans.

"Mmmm, yes!" Selena whimpered as she pulled her thong to the side and allowed his fingers inside her. "Touch me, Max, use your fingers like this." The 24 year old star showed the stunned kid how she liked to be stimulated and he followed her instructions, amazed at the warmness and depth of the first pussy he had ever touched.

"Max... have you ever touched a girl like this before?" she asked with her pants and underwear down to her knees while she guided his hand in and out of her.

"Umm, no, Se-- Selena... you're my... first."

"FUCK THAT IS SO HOT!" she yelped, frantically rubbing her clit as he pushed his middle and ring fingers even deeper into her sopping cunt. "I have to tell you something, Max," she continued saying as she got closer and closer to ecstasy, "I've slept with a lot of men, I've had their tongues all over my pussy, I've had their big cocks inside of me but... but-- ohh fuck! --no one has ever made me feel like you do. No one!"

Max looked at her nervously, he was way in over his head with no fucking idea of what he was doing and right there next to him was the world famous Selena Gomez masturbating with his hand and telling him how much she wanted him. It was a lot to process for a 12 year old kid that had just hit puberty a couple of months ago. He tried to say something in return but then Selena's hips started to buckle and he felt like his hand was going to be swallowed whole.

"Kiss me, Max, kiss me!" she screamed and the kid obeyed her with a stiff, panicked kiss that would've probably disappointed most girls his age, but it was all Selena needed to climax. She closed her smooth thighs around Max's arm and screamed his name from the top of her lungs until the waves of pleasure tensing her every muscle finally subsided.

"Oh my God... that was amazing," she muttered afterwards, trying to regain her breath, "Was that your first kiss, Max?"

"Well, umm..."

"Be honest with me."

"Yeah, it was. I'm sorry if it wasn't..."

Selena threw herself at him and kissed him again, but that time she swirled her tongue around his and then she sucked on his lower lip before returning to her seat.

"Wow," was all Max could say after that. Her thighs had been clenched on his hand since she had finished her orgasm and they both laughed when they realized it. She opened her legs and told him to pull out slowly. Max did as instructed and watched her shiver for a moment. Then he looked at his hand, glistening with his celebrity crush's pussy juice.

"Go ahead, try it," Selena encouraged him, licking her lips before running her tongue up and down the back of the kid's wet hand. Max shyly licked the side of his finger and then Selena joined her tongue with his until his hand was covered in her saliva.

"You like it?"

"Yeah."

"Maybe I'll let you try the real thing later..."

"Whoa! Really?"

"Sure, if you keep being a good little boy... Oh look, that's the hotel!" Selena announced and pulled up her pants just in time before the limousine stopped and an hotel employee opened the door for her. "C'mon, Max, let's go!" she shouted as she stepped out.

Max looked at the wet spot she had left on the seat, then at the shaking hand that had caused it. He swallowed saliva nervously, took a deep breath and followed the woman of his dreams to the room.

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To Be Continued...