Get Ready for Max, Chapter 7

 Get Ready for Max!

Chapter 7

by Noopster

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The selfie did not get the reaction Selena was expecting. She saw the three dots of Max's impending response disappear without a response and that knot in her stomach returned. She left the bathroom looking very agitated,"I should go," she said, going straight for the front door, "Oh and... thank you for... a lovely evening."

"Wait, Gomez!"

"Toshi, I really need to go."

"Not with this still on you," he replied before catching up to her and wiping away some of the cum still smeared on her skin with a napkin.

"Oh... thanks" she nervously laughed, blushing once more.

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On the way back to her hotel, Selena realized it was 3 AM and convinced herself that Max was probably asleep. After all, it was a school night. But the next morning, a few hours away from having to board a plane back to L.A., there was still no word from him. She tried calling him and, just as she expected, he did not pick up.

'I screwed up again,' she scolded herself, 'I went too far! He's just a kid for God's sake, what's wrong with me?!'

After several more agonizing hours of not getting anything back from him, she tried the same tactic that had worked so well before.

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hey

i have more photos for ya

= )

She baited him with an extremely tantalizing photo where she posed with her legs open while wearing a light green one-piece bathing suit, the skimpy cut showing off her hips and barely covering her slit. The top part struggled greatly to contain her amazing breasts mushed against the fabric and threatening to pop out of the top with the slightest of movements.

But even with that she could not get a response.

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Hey

r u upset?

maxie, talk to me

come on, please

tell me whats going on

The anguish of being ignored drove Selena to take more drastic measures. Hastily, she tossed the over-sized t-shirt she had slept in, set the timer on her phone camera and jumped on the white leather couch to pose naked as the day she was born. Lying on her side, she tried a couple of poses before settling on a very casual pose in which she had her legs on the couch, to the side so she could point her hips at the camera en expose her most intimate areas.

Time was of the essence so after four or five clicks she grabbed her phone and sent one to Max.

The unsuspecting kid was sitting in a classroom when the message arrived and his eyes feasted on Selena Gomez's pink little cunt in the middle of a math class. A quick but loud gasp escaped from him, turning every head in the classroom to look that way. He quickly put the phone back in his pocket, hiding the image worth a fortune from their prying eyes and trying to act like his dick wasn't getting crushed against the top of his desk.

It was by far the raciest of the photos she'd sent Max (or anyone for that matter) and it made her anxious immediately after. How could he keep ignoring her after she'd sent him that? She was getting desperate and sad and worried and horny, all at the same time.

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Okay

well, I'm leaving Denmark tomorrow

don't know when I'll be able to see u

so Idk

bye?

Selena finished a cup of coffee while she read the articles talking about her touring cancellation and all of the stupid rumors that came from it. She read the theorists assuring that she had a drug addiction or that she was pregnant. One particular article called her attention because it mentioned Toshi, apparently her antics during the last show when dancing with him had been so overtly sexual that people were now speculating if they were a couple or not. Selena laughed at how silly the things they were writing were but laughter soon turned to moaning as she began to touch herself to the memories his imposing body dominating her over that table.

"Fuck, I'm so horny..."

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hey

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hey, Gomez

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so

uh...

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what

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what r u doing?

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just chillin'

why

Toshi waited for a while for her reply but instead of that he got a knock on the door.

"Hey..." she bashfully greeted him with an embarrassed smile.

The black man stopped himself from replying, instead he a few steps back into the kitchen and pulled his cock out. For a fraction of a second, Selena didn't know what to do, but then her arousal came through and she faithfully knelt in front of his dangling monster. "I need this" she said, stroking him with haste. Toshi smiled down at her, he moved her dainty hand away and fed the world famous Latina with his big black cock. Selena swallowed his meat with delight, savoring every single veiny inch of it as it traveled down her throat. After forcing her to gag on it two or three times, Toshi pulled back his cock so that she could clean off the spit dripping from it, then he pushed her head down to his balls, resting his shaft on her forehead while she licked his salty balls like the hungry slut she was turning out to be.

"I really need this" she insisted, rising to meet his lips. Toshi turned her around and pinned her body against the wall. He pulled up her black skirt as she pushed her ass out just enough for him to enter her. She was so wet and ready that Toshi's cock, as huge as it was, had no trouble slipping between her walls.

"No panties, huh," he chuckled as he rammed her from behind.

"Oh my-- fuck!" she cried out with her face pressed against the cold white wall. She was so turned on that his words had not even registered and even when her forehead hit the wall a couple of times it did not matter, she was getting fucked nice and hard and that was all she cared about.

"Harder!" she moaned and Toshi held onto her hips before thrusting upwards until his massive cock couldn't go any further.

"OH MAX! OH, MAXIE!!!" Selena cried out, climaxing at the very moment she felt him bottoming out inside her.

"Gomez, you on the pill?" Toshi asked as he ramped up his drives. The sultry pop star barely answered, lost in the daze of her orgasm and his relentless cock sliding in and out of her. "Uh-huh," she meekly moaned, her dark hair clinging to the little drops of sweat across her pretty face. "Good," Toshi said, exploding inside of her with one powerful final push. Her eyes shot wide opened as she felt him pumping hot semen into her pussy and soon her insides were full of him. There was an audible slurp as he pulled out and she had to keep leaning against the wall to stay on her feet. Still huffing and panting, Selena moved a hand down to feel in-between her legs. She played with the cum leaking out of her pussy, smearing it around her swollen little clit until the last aftershock of her orgasm had passed.

When it was over she noticed the tiny puddle of cum right between her feet, trying to recall when the last time had been that a man had finished inside; something she almost never allowed her boyfriends to do, much less a fuck buddy like Toshi had become. She turned around looking like a mess, tangled hair over her face, her short skirt still crumpled around her waist and her perky tits peeking out from between the undone buttons of her black blouse. She saw Toshi leaning on the kitchen counter and drinking from a glass of water, completely calm and together, like nothing had happened.

"Y'all finished or what?" Another man's voice asked, casually walking into the kitchen from the right side. He opened the fridge but froze when he recognized Selena. She cried out in shock and jumped to cover herself.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know it was-- I thought you were someone else," the friend tried to awkwardly explain. Red with an overwhelming avalanche of shame, Selena ran out of the hotel suite with Toshi following behind.

"Wait, Gomez, talk to me!"

"Why didn't you tell me there was someone with you?! What the fuck, Toshi?!"

"Whoa, whoa! You really didn't give me a chance, you was all over me as soon as I opened the door, remember?"

"God, I'm so embarrassed, do you think he recognized me?!"

"Probably, yeah."

"I can't believe he saw me like that!"

"Don't even worry about it, Manny's cool, he won't say anything."

"Ugh, I just... I wasn't thinking clearly."

"Yeah, me either."

"I'm sorry that I yelled at you like that."

"No biggie, we cool."

"And I'm also sorry for..."

"What?"

"Well, because I keep screaming his name when... you know."

"Listen, Gomez," Toshi said, looking straight into her eyes, one hand on her waist and the other one on her butt, "I don't care whose name you yell, as long as it's my big dick making you say it. She made time for one more flaming, lust-charged kiss before saying goodbye.

With a beer in his hand, the friend inquired the moment Toshi stepped back through the door, "Was that who I think it was?"

"Yup."

"Damn, bro... She a good fuck?"

"Oh yeah."

"So is this like a relationship-type thing or..."

"Nah, nothing like that. She just can't get enough of this dick, you know what I'm saying?"

"Damn, so you're telling me that Selena Gomez just lets you fuck her like that, no strings attached or anything?"

"You know how hoes be. It don't matter how rich or famous, deep down she's a ho like the rest of 'em."

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From an Uber on her way back to her hotel, Selena argued with her assistant on the phone.

"Theresa, cancel my flight to L.A. I'm going to London instead. Yes, I know you had a bunch of interviews booked for me but now that the tour is canceled I really don't feel like answering a million questions about it."

While her assistant pleaded to her not to abandon her responsibilities, Selena caught the driver trying to look up her skirt on the rear view mirror. She crossed her legs and shivered when the now cold, tiny drops of cum on the inside of her thighs smeared together, making a sticky mess under her skirt.

"Just get me on a plane to London tonight, Theresa, or you're fired!"

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To Be Continued...

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(Max will be more involved in the next chapter, I promise.)