Selena Gomez: Getting Back to her Disney Roots (by Marauder)

 Selena Gomez: Getting Back to her Disney Roots: Part 1

By Marauder

DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of absolute fiction based on nothing real or plausible at all. Fantasy is legal and this is all made up. Thanks for reading.

 

“I’m so glad that we came today” Selena Gomez said to Teresa, her long time assistant turned best friend as the two girls walked through Downtown Disney. They stopped at the snack stand to get a drink, having broken away from the larger group that they had been spending the past two days with hours earlier. “Does that guy look familiar?”

That guy did look familiar. Dan had noticed the group of friends late in the afternoon the previous day, and quickly saw through her comfortable and somewhat ineffective disguise. Ride by ride, Dan had cautiously followed the group taking candid photos when he could, once or twice getting close enough to really get a good look at her body.

“Sel, it’s Disney. There are a million people here, you can’t possibly think one person here is familar” Teresa said, reaching over the counter and grabbing the bottle from the vendor. “Oh, we’re late, everyone is already at lunch, c’mon!”

Teresa grabbed Selena’s hand and started pulling her through the crowd as they headed to meet their friends. “I guess you’re right” Selena quipped as she got yanked around the park by Teresa, still following her like she was following her assistant.

The two girls met up with the rest of the group and they all spent their time at lunch laughing at each other and sharing a few drinks. Halfway through the meal, Selena excused herself to use the bathroom. Making her way through the dining room, she noticed Dan and smiled as she passed him. Quietly, Dan managed to angle his phone and snap a shot of her ass as she headed down the hall to the bathroom.

“That’s him!” She said to herself as she entered the restroom. “That guy has definitely been following us around all day. I’m going to confront him!”

Closing the door to the private restroom, Selena took off her hoodie and hung it up, tending to her business. As she reached for the hoodie again, she paused for a second, “hmm...this bathroom has surprisingly good lighting”. She grabbed her phone and began snapping a few selfies. Caught off guard by a knock coming from the other side of the door, Selena frantically put the hoodie back on and yelled out “One Second!” before settling herself and opening the door.

Returning to the dining room with a renewed confidence, she took a step toward the table Dan was sitting at before noticing that he was laughing with the group sitting next to him. “That...It must be a coincidence…he’s been alone all day.” She turned and headed to her table, “Boy would that have been embarrassing.”

With Selena back, the group began to discuss their plans for the rest of the day.

“We’re going to Epcot!”
“We’re gonna ride tea cups!”
“Star Wars!”

Teresa looked over at Selena, realizing that she had been noticeably quiet during the discussion. “Selly? Sel? Hello Earth to Selena” Teresa asked, curious about the change in her demeanor. “Oh, sorry T! Some of my old contacts here from my Camp Rock days are in the corporate offices, I was planning on going to surprise them” she responded snapping out of her daydream.



The group made their way outside after paying their bill and decided to take some last photos together before going their separate ways. The effects of a few drinks at the “happiest place on earth” began taking their toll. Laughing and joking, the group began taking photos, sans Selena, who was texting quietly with a small smile across her face. Eventually, she snapped out of her phone and joined her friends. They continued taking photos as the group slowly started to disband with smaller groups heading out on their own until it was just Selena, Teresa and two of the boys left. The group laughed as Selena grabbed one of the boys and posed with him while Teresa took more photos. The poses became more and more risque, all thanks to Teresa’s encouragement, with Selena striking a final pose, pouting her lips and sticking her ass out.



The boys said their goodbyes and prepared to head to Star Wars: Smuggler's Run when Teresa looked over to Selena and asked, “Are you sure you want to leave Sel?”

“I know T, I’d rather not, but they’re typically not at the park, I’ll just go and get it out of the way...”

“I can tag along if you want, you don’t seem like your excited to…”

“No, no. Stay with the guys and have fun. After all of the Krahs stuff you’ve done recently, you deserve it. They’re attending an event at the park today and I’m going to have to shake a lot of hands. I’ll meet up when I’m done; promise.” Selena said, hugging her long time friend before walking away.

From behind the ice cream vendor, Dan looked through his phone at his latest acquisitions while he waited for his cone to be prepared. As Selena set off on her own, Dan took a look around and saw that the crowd had slightly picked up from when they entered the restaurant earlier. Crowds were forming to have pictures taken with the actors at either end of the street, Mickey on one side, Buzz Lightyear and Woody at the other. Using this to his advantage, he followed slowly, using his dessert as am even less effective a disguise than Selena’s. Keeping his distance, he pretended to be on his phone while continuing to take photos and record her as his view through the crowd permitted.

Dan continued following and as the group in front of him made a turn toward the concessions which lined the street, he instantly became hypnotized by the uninhibited image of Selena’s bouncing ass in his viewfinder. In this state, his distance behind her started to close. Her “celebrity” sense tingling, Selena stopped and turned suddenly to confront what she thought might be some fans looking for a photo, only to be run into by Dan, whose pace was quick enough that he couldn’t stop. Selena managed to plant her hand in his chest at the last moment, trying to brace herself from him, but the force of the impact knocked the wind out of his lungs and the phones out of their hands.

After finally catching his breath, he began apologizing profusely while Selena picked up both of the phones laying on the street. As she went to hand him his phone, Selena noticed that it was on camera mode, confirmed that he was the one that had been following her and her friends all day, and cut him and his apologizes off.

“Alright!” she said, pushing him out of the slowly growing crowd and back against the side of the building. “Who are you and why the fuck have you been following us around all day!?“.

“I...I...I..I’m Dan” he mustered the strength to say to her as she continued to interrogate him. “What is all of this?” Selena demanded to know, holding up his phone while a video of her and Teresa walking around played, her arm still pinning him to the wall as the video zoomed on its own on her ass.

“I’m sorry, I’m a huge fan and your body is incredible and your…” Selena cut him off. “What are you some kind of pervert? Do you understand how wrong this is?!”

Dan knew exactly how wrong it was; he knew that there was no reason he should be doing what he was. He had considered himself lucky that she only recognized him following today; if she would have scrolled back far enough through his phone, she’d have realized that Dan had followed the group the day before too, having noticed them enjoying a tame dinner together. If she had only known that last night, Dan had spent his evening laying in his hotel bed, vigorously jerking off to the photos and videos he had taken, the conversation would have gone very differently.

“No, I’m sorry Selena. I’m just such a big fan. Please, I’ll leave you alone,” he plead as his mind ran wild with all of the trouble he imagined Selena getting him in with a simple call. “I’m just supposed to let you off easy like that?” Selena said, starting to delete the photos and videos from Dan’s phone while they stood on the sidewalk.

“AMANDA, GET BACK HERE!” a voice called out and without warning Selena was forcefully jostled sideways causing both phones to go flying again. Dan watched as the excited five year old who was dressed as Minnie Mouse ran more into Selena than past her, on her way to the crowd growing as Minnie joined Mickey for photos on the street corner. Amanda’s parents, following quickly behind, apologized without stopping as they ran past.

Dan instinctively tried to help Selena as she was shoved and grabbed her hips to catch her, which only made the situation worse. She shoved him to get him to release her, picked up both phones, and landed a hard slap on his face before his chest was met with an iPhone being slammed into it. “Leave me alone and leave the park...or else!” she yelled as she stormed off.

Shaken, Dan sat on the curb, taking a moment to recover from the interaction that had just happened. After watching the crowds for a few minutes, his phone vibrated. Pulling it out, he looked at the sender. “Adam?”

FROM: “Adam”

 
“Don’t lie, you loved it there. 

Yeah, he’s here, we’re waiting

*New Picture Message*

Momentarily confused, Dan realized that in the scuffle with the girl, Selena must had inadvertently swapped their phones before she ran off. Having already gotten into trouble once, Dan decided to take the plunge and swipe the preview to see the messages between Selena and Adam. Rereading the message he just saw, he saw a photo of a pile of pants and in the mirror, two exposed sets of legs. Suddenly, another picture arrived; a selfie of one of the men leaning against the desk with a large smile and a massive erection, barely covered by his briefs. In the back, a second man sat at the desk, the chair sliding out so that his erection was just as visible. Shocked at what he was seeing, he scrolled up to read their history.

TO: “Adam”

 
“I’ve ditched my friends and am on the way to you now. Thank god you found an office this time, that closet we used last time was less than ideal. Is Billy there yet? I’ve been dying for this all day”
*Picture Message*
*Picture Message*
*Picture Message*

Those photos were racy selfies of Selena in a black top with very thin straps; the first of which featured her and her famous smile front and center with a noticeable tug pulling the top tight and slightly down. The next had one of the straps of the falling down around her elbow while she gave a very playful wink. The final one had both of the thin straps down around her elbows, while Selena held the garmen in place with one arm as her tits nearly spilled over the top. He thought the background looked familiar, but he couldn’t place it as the restaurant bathroom from earlier in the day.

Dan sat stunned, but couldn’t stop reading weeks worth of dirty texts between Selena and Adam. Explicit texts of what they wanted to do to the other and the raunchy photos they shared; photos of Adam’s cock, even bigger than the recent photo alluded to, photos of Selena teasing him, photos of her naked body and Dan’s holy grail; a short video of Selena, laying in bed, a small red stone sticking out of her ass while she worked a girthy vibrator and begged to be double penetrated, to be used like the sex starved minx that she was.

Across the park, Selena had reached for her phone as she felt it vibrate.

FROM: 310-867-5309
*Picture Message*

Eager to see the content, she disregarded the fact that number had no name attached to it, assuming it was Billy with a new phone. She swiped the message open and stopped dead in her tracks.

Truth was, Selena was on her way to meet up with Adam and Billy, two former PA’s that were around when she was coming up through the Disney ranks. Selena used to fool around with Adam while she was working on Wizards of Waverly place. The older they got, the more physical their relationship became with Adam frequently helping Selena “run lines” in her dressing room. Billy was transferred to a different department early on and never quite had the opportunity to do more than occasionally make out with Selena between takes when Adam was out. Having stuck with the company, the two had become lower level executives in recent years and were visiting the park that day on “official Disney business”.

Selena stood frozen in the gift shop she was cutting through, looking at the screenshots of her conversations with Adam. Carefully curated screenshots from their conversation, detailing how and when they could meet and fuck, how she wanted them to dominate her, how she fantasized about being used by them, commanding her every action, how it didn’t matter that he was a married executive now, and the photos and videos they exchanged back and forth.

As the next text came through, Selena recognized the number; it was hers.

“I’ll be where you left me.”

Selena crossed the park once again, more annoyed that she wasn’t being worshipped by her fuck buddies than with the fact that Dan had her phone. Making her way back to the meeting point, Selena turned the corner to find Dan leaning against the same wall she had pushed him against earlier, trying to play it cool. “Alright asshole, here's your phone. How much do you want?” she asked, holding the device out.

“How much do I want? Oh no. You’re not getting out of it so easy this time. I don’t want your money, I want my photos back…” Selena attempted to respond but he refused to let her get a word in “...but I’ll settle for new ones”

Selena’s demeanor began to change; no longer just annoyed that her plans were ruined, but furious as she realized he was trying to blackmail her. She quipped back at him, “I’m not letting you take photos of my ass in front of all of these people you perv-”. In that moment, the crowd unexpectedly lightened up around then and Dan, seizing the moment, grabbed Selena by the arm, forcefully pulled her down the alley next to them.

The alley wasn’t particularly long and, while the dead end back could be seen from the street, it was darker and out of the way. A dumpster protected the rear third of the alley and a small alcove where the building stepped in gave them additional space out of the prying eyes of the public.

“You aren’t going to get away with this!” Selena angrily yelled at him, hoping she’d scare him into reconsidering. Without hesitation, Dan pulled Selena’s phone back out, tapped a few buttons and turned the screen to her. She shut up quickly once she saw the latest post on her instagram.



“DISNEY ❤❤ ” it said, captioning the last photo she’d taken outside the restaurant, her ass pushed out with a very seductive back arch on display for the world to see.

“You’re going to behave or there’s going to be much worse posted. How many of your fans do you think would love to know you were on your way to get fucked by your old Disney friends? To hear that you don’t care he’s married now? To see all of these racy photos you have in your phone?”

Selena knew that anything posted to her 180 million followers was permanently out there for all to see. That one photo was bad enough, but at least it could be played off. “What do you want?” she asked with her heart in her mouth.

“Spin around...put hands on the dumpster, and arch that ass out.” Dan commanded, forcing her into a pose not terribly different from the photo he had posted.

Selena complied, reluctantly. Half of her was hopeful that someone would see her and come to her rescue, the other half prayed that no one would catch her in that dark alley, submitting to Dan’s commands. If someone noticed them, she would be saved and could explain the situation, but she would also have to explain the dirty, slutty blackmail Dan had over her. Her only other choice would be to tell them she liked what was happening, as much as she may have hated to admit it. Either way, it would destroy her image.

Moving Selena through a few poses, Dan finally decided to up the ante “Lose the hoodie”.

“Listen asshole...” Selena turned to him and stopped just as fast seeing Dan shaking her phone with the instagram post from gallery page still open. Unenthusiastically, she took off the oversized hoodie and dropped it to the ground. Dan immediately instructed her to pose like she did in the selfies she sent to Adam, with her tits squeezed together and the straps dropped to the side.

“Don’t look so pissed off” Dan chirped at her, while she slowly began copying the same pose. “Give me that look you were giving your friends...or else”. Disgusted, Selena channeled her best acting chops and imagined herself in Adam’s office, putting on a strip tease for him and Billy. She opened her eyes and flashed the sexiest ‘fuck me’ eyes at Dan, who quickly snapped more photos.

Dan let Selena fix her top before forcing her back into the original position against the dumpster. With the hoodie removed, her ass was now arched out and covered only by thin spandex. Her tits, hanging magnificently, were barely contained by the thin spaghetti straps.

Dan continued taking his photos, noticing the very slight sway of Selena’s ass as he did. Little did he know that Selena was now a victim of her own imagination. Thoughts of her stripping for the boys turned quickly to thoughts of her shaking her famous ass for them, teasing them, telling them that they can’t have her while they tell her all the dirty things they’re going to do to her. She let out a nearly inaudible moan to the feeling of their hands finally touching her body.

“Hey! What the fuck!? I didn’t agree to…” Selena snapped out of her daydream, coming to the realization that the two hands she felt at the base of her ass, squeezing at each soft mound of flesh, were Dan’s.

“SHUT IT.” Dan said forcefully, holding up the phone with another new post ready to be sent. A screenshot of the very explicit text conversation between her Adam ready to post with the caption ‘Getting back to my Disney roots’

Selena grimaced as he ran his hands over her ass and down her legs. Sliding his hands between her thighs, he could see the outline of Selena’s treasured pussy, the recent daydream of the fucking she was expecting to receive having reignited her desires and caused an explosion of wetness between her pussy lips. Sensing another unpassable opportunity, Dan quickly hooked his fingers into her waistband and pulled her spandex down around her ankles; a loud audible gasp escaped Selena’s mouth as they hit the ground.

“Okay what the fuck you bastard“ she yelled at him as she spun around, shocked by the sight of Dan’s hard cock, every bit of eight inches on display in front of her. Before she could say anything else, Dan pushed her down to her knees, and positioned the tip of his hard member inches from her lips. With her body stuck in a catatonic state, Selena’s hands instinctively found the inside of his thighs, not assuming their normal position around the base of his shaft, but also not pushing him away.

“How do you think you fans would like to see this…” he asked, turning the phone around to a video of Selena sucking a big black cock; choking herself with it as she deepthroated the thing. Scared of the damage she knew Dan had the power to do and desperate to keep her imagine intact, her hand slowly wrapped Dan’s shaft and she stroked his full length once, before putting the tip into her mouth.

“Now isn’t that what you wanted Selena?” Dan asked, scrolling through her phone. “I can’t wait to get those hard cocks in my mouth. Make sure that you boys are ready for me, I’m hungry,” her voice in the audio memo sent to Adam said while she kept working his shaft, glaring at him with knives in her eyes.

“C’mon Selena, don’t act like you’re disappointed.”

Selena hated to admit it, but she wasn’t as disappointed as she could have and should have been. Dan DID have a nice cock, and she was unfathomably horny, having been thinking all day about Adam and Billy using her. By all accounts, at that point in the day, she should have been sucking a dick anyway.

Building her speed up to a more aggressive pace, Selena figured that if she made Dan cum quickly, he’d let her go. With no additional encouragement from Dan, she began to treat him like the cock in the video; his member dripping wet as she gave him a sloppy blow job. The moans coming from Dan’s mouth could have been heard at the end of the alley if you were listening close enough, though Selena’s gagging was slightly louder. Selena opened her eyes as she felt his free hand wrapping around the back of her head before she suddenly noticed the phone in her face.

“No! No camera!” She struggled to break free, fighting the hand on the back of her head, ultimately forcing Dan’s wet cock all over her face. “Listen, I told you I was getting my photos back; now those tits have looked amazing all day, take them out!” he commanded, offering her a backhanded compliment that did not go unnoticed.

“No, no way. Absolutely not. Fuck you asshole, I’m already sucking your cock, I’m not going to take my tits out for you too. All I have to do is scream and...”

Dan held the phone back up “You scream and I’m going to post this screenshot and I’m going to post these videos and maybe you’ll get your career back in order, but could you live with the fact that you ruined poor Adam’s marriage?”

She knew he was right. The screenshot was bad enough, but the pictures and videos they shared, there was no coming back from that for Adam. Without a word, she pulled the strings down slowly, finally revealing her famous tits to him. Defeated.

“That’s right, Selena, now go ahead and squeeze those giant things together, let’s see what you’re working with”. Having seen his trump card, Selena chose not to press her luck further and decided that since she had already exposed herself to him, she would do as she was told. Against her minds wishes, she felt her pussy getting even wetter as Dan dictated her every move with a strong confidence.

“Stand up and bend back over the dumpster” He commanded. Selena quietly and obediently did as she was told, spinning around as she got up and put her hands on the lip, presenting her ass for him. Without hesitation, Selena felt Dan’s hands exploring her ass and legs again, working down from her hips to her ankles. He paused before sliding his fingers into her spandex to help free her foot, noticing that there weren’t any panties in the pile of fabric on the ground.

“No panties Gomez?” Dan asked inquisitively, admiring the fact that she wore neither a bra or panties on a trip out with her friends.

“Just take your damn pictures.” She said softly.

That Dan did. She hated to admit it, but Selena was enjoying modeling for Dan. She enjoyed the next pose where he dropped his wet unit between her luscious ass cheeks. She enjoyed it even more as he slowly pulled it back so that it fell between her legs, brushing against her inner thighs as it did so.

“You want this don’t you?” he asked, feeling the heat from her excited pussy emanating on his cock.

Selena said nothing.

With one hand on her hip, he gripped his cock by the base, and slowly slid his head along her wet slit, waiting to see what she did. Selena’s response spoke volumes.

She said nothing. She said nothing and did nothing. Her body was wound up; she had spent all day waiting to be fucked, now with the opportunity for it to happen, she was torn.

With one slight adjustment, he angled the head into her hole and began slowly pushing his still wet cock inside her. It parted her lips and slid in effortlessly.

“Fuck you. You’re a real piece of shit you know that” she struggled to get out without moaning.

“Fuck me? You’re a whore, those pictures you were sending, the videos on your phone. You probably love the fact that you’re getting fucked in this alley!”

Selena couldn’t deny it. As disgusted as she was, Dan’s cock felt great inside her. His rhythm perfect, his girth stretching her just right, length hitting her in all the right places. Not only was she getting fucked good, but getting fucked against a dumpster, in an alley, by a stranger, and it was just the right level of degraded whorishness she wanted to experience when she’d woken up that morning. It was no double penetration with her married men, but Dan’s cocky, confident attitude and the risk of getting caught made it worth it.

“Harder” she whispered, hoping he wouldn’t actually hear her.

“What was that?”

“Harder. If you’re gonna fuck me, fuck me” she admitted to him, upset with herself for encouraging him. As he picked up his pace, Dan hit on button that made her melt. One brush across her swollen clit and Selena Gomez, once viewed as Disney’s golden girl, had melted. She pressed her big tits up against dumpster and arched her ass out to be fucked by the stranger blackmailing her...and started begging for more.

“More you perverted fuck!” she begged loudly, no longer caring about who was around. Almost as if on command, the streets began to fill as the famous Downtown Disney parade started. People flooded the streets, cheering loudly as the cars and characters moved past. Dan reached up and slid his hands up Selena’s stomach before reaching her chest and squeezing her tits hard as he felt them for the first time.

“Fuck me! Fuck me hard!“ Selena screamed as he continued fucking her from behind, one hand wildly rubbing her clit between her shaking legs, the other attacking her bouncing tits.
“YES! YES! YES!” She yelled at the top of her lungs, the crowd none the wiser as her pleasure filled screams blended in with all the cheering at the end of the alley.

Dan felt himself approaching his climax, but knew he needed something more. He spun Selena around, spread her arms across the top of the dumpster and reached down for her ass. He pulled her body up and slid himself back inside her while she draped her legs over his arms. With each hard, deep thrust, Dan felt a warm spray against his body and with it, the satisfaction of knowing he had made Selena Gomez cum.

The sound of them fucking was barely audible, even at close range, but the sight was incredible. Neither of them holding back, Dan was driving himself into her hard and Selena was moaning loudly, the sultry tone of her voice only enhancing his stimulation.

Selena, having lost herself in the ecstasy of the situation began to feel Dan’s cock throbbing inside her and lost all reservations. “You’re going to cum soon aren’t you? I know you liked my fat tits, I want to wear that thick load all over them!”

That’s all it took. Hearing her beg for his load across her chest set him off. In one fluid motion, Dan released Selena, who quickly dropped to her knees and instinctively squeezed her tits together, giving him a glorious target as he stroked his cock in front of her face.

“Open that mouth!”

Eagerly, she did.

The first rope of cum came flying out, fast, hitting Selena between the eyes. The next came lower, hitting her in the mouth and landing across her chin. Dan’s heavy breathing masked the sounds of him stroking his wet cock and ropes three, four, five and six landed across her tits.

Selena couldn’t help but toy with Dan as he tried to catch his breath. She reached out and gave his cock a few final strokes before starting to play with his cum and licking it off her body.

“Stopppp!” Selena shouted at him, playfully trying to push the phone away as he brought it up and snapped a photo of the cum covered starlet.

He stood over her admiring his composition. The beautiful Selena Gomez, on her knees behind a dumpster, his cock presented before her massive tits glazed with his cum, all while she smiled up at the camera like an absolute whore.

“Now leave me and my friends the fuck alone, okay?” she demanded, trying to regain her serious demeanor.

“We’ll see about that. I bet you’ll come back begging for more of the same the first time I call. You wouldn’t want our video to get out into the wild, would you?” He gave her a wink as he pulled up his pants and took in the sight one last time before leaving her used, well fucked body alone behind the dumpster.

“Asshole. My phone” Selena yelled at him, leaning out topless from behind the dumpster.

“Here you go.” He tossed it to her, unexpectedly causing him to get one last look at her tits bouncing as she caught it. “You should really be more careful, you wouldn’t want a pervert getting a hold of this or anything” he smirked before continuing up the alley, finally looking at his own phone and viewing the contents of Selena’s photo library, which he had secretly been copying while they fucked.

After cleaning herself up, Selena got back on her feet and started getting dressed while watching the crowd disperse with the parade finally having ended. “Thank god that’s over” she said to herself as she made her way down the alley and began to head toward the offices where she was supposed to meet the boys.

“I hope Adam and Billy are still there” she thought, looking at her phone for the first time since she had it back. Opening her messages, she noticed that her last message was sent to “Adam” only a few minutes prior. The preview simply read: Picture.

Clicking on the message thread, she was shocked to see cumshot photo Dan had just taken, along with the message:

“Had a small...well big situation to take care of. Sorry I’m late, I’ll be right there. Be ready. ”

“That motherfucker” she mumbled under her breath...with a smile.