Selena Gomez: Workin' a Woody
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.
“Cut!...CUT!...CUT!!!” The voice boomed over the loudspeaker.
“Didn’t want to stop, did you there?” Selena Gomez asked her co-star, Timothée Chamalet, coyly as they broke their kiss. The two had just finished filming a scene that was sure to drive most of her fans mad; Selena’s character Chan and Timothée’s Gatsby kissing multiple times in the car as they practiced for the scenes of their movie within a movie.
The crew shuffled around and reset their positions while the pair sat patiently in the car, looking over their scripts as a perfectly emulated New York City street swirled around them, waiting to hear from the director. The two were shooting a new movie with the acclaimed Woody Allen, a decision that was sure to be great publicity for the two of them and catapult their careers thanks to the widespread distribution thanks to Amazon’s involvement.
“I used to hate it when I had to kiss people on screen...” Selena said, reflecting on her past as she flipped through her script “...but I guess having your first kiss televised really skews your opinion.”
“What? You’re joking?”
“Nope, I guest starred on Suite Life, you know, the Disney show, and coincidentally I had the biggest crush on Cole Sprouse at the time...so it was only natural that my first kiss would be his twin brother Dylan...” she said, dropping the bound papers onto the floor between her feet as she covered her face in embarrassment, “...but this, this is so much worse” commenting on the awkward nature in which their kiss was scripted to be. The two shared a laugh as a PA came over and looked over the window.
“Woody’s got a new scene he wants to add to the end of the movie, you’re going to need to head to Wardrobe while we set up.” They shared a confused look, but got out of the car and headed to change. Having been on set for a few weeks already, the cast had learned quickly that the talented director had a penchant for going off script and adding new scenes on the fly, forcing them to adapt at a moments notice. “Katie, can you make me a cup of tea for when I return?” Selena asked the PA as she followed her cute co-star.
After a quick outfit change, the two actors met their co-stars, Elle Fanning and Diego Luna, who were already waiting by the directors chair. Woody walked over frantically smacking a rolled up screenplay, with notes scribbled all over it.
“Guys, guys, look here. I want to try this scene, we want to capture the drama, the emotion!” He exclaimed. “Elle, Diego’s going to have just thrown you out into the rain in your underwear, but in this version, he’s going to follow up down and out into the street and you two are going to fight in the rain. Go!”' he said pointing off toward the fire escape insinuating that they should begin rehearsing their lines. The old man walked between Timothée and Selena, grabbing both of their shoulders and leading them toward the car which had been repositioned to the back of the closed street. “Timothée, you’ve spent the day at the MET with Chan, you see your girlfriend on T.V. with her new famous friend and go to the bar, but this time, you don’t try to pick up a hooker, you blow off your parents party and head to the bar. When you walk in, you see Chan sitting at the bar, finally notice her beauty and realize her date cancelled on her. At this point, you two have been drinking for a bit, we’ll film this scene later, but now Selena is going to try and drive home, but you tell her she can’t and that you’ll do it for her and lead her to the car. While Ashleigh [Fanning] and Francisco [Luna] are out fighting in the rain, the car’s in the background. I want the viewer to have the added drama of realizing that all of these people are so close to catching each other, but we need suspense, we need everyone to have been pushed to a limit, we need to escalate it! That’s why, Selena, you’re going to have your head in his lap, bobbing up and down because Chan is giving Gatsby a blow job.”
“What! Are you kidding me!?” Selena gasped at him.
“I’m not telling you that you need to suck his dick, Hun,” the legendary director said matter of factly, “...but everyone needs to be in the wrong for the scene to work. It’s the juxtaposition of these two relationships born out of wrongness; the one that was sought after falling apart, the one that started sporadically taking off.”
Selena huffed and rolled her eyes, looking over at Timothée and licking her lips as the PA ran over with a well prepared cup of tea. The two started walking back to the car, “I’m good with whatever you are, Sel” he said with a nervous quiver in his voice. “No, it’s not your fault Tim, there’s nothing for you to worry about,” she said, taking off her wine colored rain coat as they walked over to the car, throwing it in the back seat and putting the convertible’s roof up as the artificial rain was turned on.
She sipped on the hot beverage and the lanky boy tried to console her once more,“Whatever you are comforta-” Timothée’s words were stopped with a finger on his lips. “This isn’t your fault, don’t worry about me,” said Selena, in a tone that Timothée couldn’t help but notice was slightly more sultry, more seductive, than she had ever spoken to him with before. From the passenger seat, she leaned over and kissed him, differently then she did earlier in the day and put her head into Timothée’s lap.
“ACTION!”
“Do you think they’d notice if I just napped here?” She asked playfully as Timothée looked down, straining to contain his excitement with the beautiful brunette laying in his lap. “Selena, I’m not seeing anything, you have to really ham it up!” The voice came through the walkie talkie laying on the floor.
“I guess they would...” she said with a giggle as she ran her hand up Timothée’s thigh, squeezing it as she lifted her body, putting her knees on the seat and bobbing her head up and down in a simulated blow job.
Seeing how he reacted when she initially laid in his lap, Selena decided to have some fun and continue teasing her co-star. Though the scenes for the movie were awkward due to the nature of the script and Woody’s repeated takes, the starlette had found herself to be rather comfortable with Timothée; not only was he kind and professional, but she thought he was cute as well. She slid further up his thigh until her thumb was rubbing on his balls, where she stopped and waited for a reaction that never came. Timothée sat there, breathing heavily as Selena toyed with him. Breaking his composure became a game to her and under the cover of the rain, she quickly upped the ante, doing everything she could to push the limits and get him hard. She caressed the outside of his pants, and more flagrantly brushed his balls. Nothing. She had even laid her face directly on to his lap and ran her tongue across the fly of his pants. ‘Guys are usually hard by now,’ she thought to herself
“What’s the matter, Tim?” Selena asked compassionately, a stark contrast from the odd combination of a sultry anger she had previously been showing.
“Should uh..should we be doing this, Sel; all the staff and your boy…” she cut him off with a finger to the lips again.
“We’ve been having fun all day,” she said rhetorically, her statement trailing off as if she was a scientist trying to talk her way through a problem.
“I guess..I’m just a little nervous...wait...,” he said, confused as to why he was trying to justify his lack of arousal. ‘This is crazy,’ he thought as the eager brunette grabbed him firmly by the balls and kissed him on the cheek.
Selena fell back into her seat and reached between her legs to grab the walkie talkie. She hit the alert button on the handset and buzzed the production team, notifying them she had a request.
“What do you want, Selena?” the director's voice cracked through the speaker.
“Woody, can we take 15, my neck is killing me from all this...acting.” She asked, giving Timothée the most devilish of looks.
“Fine, Fine! Everyone take 15! Let’s make sure the Diva-“ was all they heard before the speaker cut off and the two watched the set slowly empty.
“Do you think I’m sexy?”
“Yeah...uh...very”
“And didn’t you have fun making out with me all day...” the seductress began, leaning over to him and placing her hand on his cheek, just as they had done in that earlier scene, “because I had fun making out with you, and it didn’t seem like you wanted to stop earlier.”
The male lead nodded positively as the set continued to empty.
“Don’t you want to have fun with me, Timothée?” She asked, his eyes falling into the vibrant brown of hers.
The confused boy nodded positively again, failing deeper under the latina’s spell.
Selena crawled back on to her knees. “Then take it out.”
“What!?” Timothée asked, still surprised, trying to figure out if she was testing him or trying to trick him.
“Take it out. If we’re gonna do it, let’s do it right,” she said seductively, quoting her own line from that earlier scene.
“Selena are you-“ Once again, he was cut off, this time as her lips hit his, and instinctively he began to reciprocate. She was right. He didn’t want to stop earlier. No amount of professionalism could deny that.
Without breaking the lustful kiss, her hands opened his pants with surgical precision and quickly had his semi erect shaft out. “What the, why aren’t you hard yet!?” She asked, astonished. She was used to having guys throbbing and ready to go or having already cum by this point, but never this.
“Selena, this is crazy, can you blame me for being nervouuuuuuuuu” The eager girl didn’t hesitate and quickly had his cock in her mouth. Working slowly at first, she let her tongue do a majority of the work in bringing him to attention. He started getting harder, but not nearly fast enough for her liking. She felt his hand lingering on her lower back and stopped, only for a moment, to invite him for more; “You can play with them if you want.”
Timothée’s hand slid down and began groping Selena’s breast through her gold sweater. She moaned on his cock in response to his touch and finally, he became fully erect. “Now, that’s much better,” she said under her breath as she began to stroke him and flick his tongue across his head. Slowly, Selena worked his hard cock, it wasn’t the biggest she had ever had, but he was certainly plenty well endowed to satiisfy the young sex symbol.
The clock continued to count down and slowly the staff began to trickle back in. “Se...Selena” the nervous actor struggled to mutter through his heavy breathing. The starlet begrudgingly came back up and watched as the crew got back into position. Sipping her now cold tea, she could see out of the corner of her eye Timothée was fidgeting with his pants, “Don’t you dare!” she said, reaching over and grabbing his cock firmly before releasing it just enough that she could stroke him softly to keep the stiff shaft hard. With one hand on his dick and the other on the radio, she buzzed the production staff again; “We’re all ready in here Woody”.
“ACTION!”
Without a second of hesitation, Selena crawled back up onto the seat, hiked her already short red skirt up and had her head back in Timothée’s lap, giving the most captivating performance of her young career. Sucking him deeply as the actors in front of him shot, reset and repeated, the director’s pervy nature keeping Elle wet and in her panties shot after shot finally paying off. Timothée’s hand found the back of her head and encouraged her to continue on, as he groaned from the pleasure of having her talented mouth wrapped around his shaft. Finally, the director's voice cracked back through the radio, “I think we got it there, but let's shoot one more.”
Selena's lips broke from Timothée’s cock just long enough to ask a single word, “close?”
“Keep going Selena, keep going,” was all he could muster.
Selena’s hand feverishly slapped at the floor of the car, finally finding the radio, “Woody, I left my script on the dash, I don’t know how long it's been there. Can we do another take or two please, please,” she asked again.
“You did what? What does it matter we can barely see you her,e“ the radio spat off as she slowly sucked on Timothée’s head.
“I know but, well I know the level of detail to strive for and well…” she paused, licking the side of his shaft before continuing “...I just feel like I’d be letting you down,” Selena said, trying to sound as disheartened as she could.
“RESET DAMN THE SCENE!” Woody screamed, throwing his papers, annoyed at the actress's apparent negligence.
She stroked his wet cock again and began to quickly work him, jerking him off quickly as she sucked on just the head. Try as she might, she couldn’t get Timothée to cum and hearing the crew cut the scene and reset she pulled one last trick out of her sleeve. She ran her lips down the side of his cock before looking up into his eyes while stroking him fast, “mhmmmm Gatsby” she moaned, channeling her character; “Remembered when I said I had a crush on you?” she put him back in her mouth for two deep strokes; “This was all I wanted, all I wanted was to suck your cock, ever since I heard you fuck my sister,” she went down on him again; “but now she’s not here and you’re letting her little sister suck your cock,” she moved her mouth to the tip and let her lips hit the head as she stroked fast as she could; “Give it to me Gatsby, I want to taste your cum!”
Selena barely finished that last sentence before Timothée pushed on the back of her head and forced her mouth back down, getting only half way before his cock began pulsing and filling her mouth with a hot load of cum. She held his balls until she felt his shaft stop twitching and letting his orgasm subside, she slowly sucked in as she brought her lips up his shaft, careful not to spill a single drop of his well earned deposit.
“CUT! THAT’S A WRAP!”
In one gulp, Selena swallowed his load, “That was pretty good, wasn’t it?” she asked him in her trademark lighthearted tone, while she swung the car's vanity mirror open to make sure there was no cum on her lips. Noticing Timothée hadn’t yet responded and was simply breathing, she leaned over and grabbed his cock one last time, “you can put it away now before we get caught” she said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
When the artificial rain finally stopped, Selena hopped out of the car as if nothing had happened, leaving Timothée to come to grips with what he had just experienced, before meeting the director to review the scene they had just shot. “Barely passable” Woody said, tapping the screen on the car in the background. As the day concluded, Timothée watched as Selena emerged from Wardrobe, no longer in the cute skirt and sweater combo she was wearing, but now in a sexy gold crop top sweater and tight black jeans. The boy was speechless as he stared at her bouncing, braless tits as she approached from the other side of the lot.
They stood preparing to go home to the Greenwich apartments the production had rented for them, when one of the PA’s came over, “Bad news guys, we’re a few cars down today because of this traffic” they said as Selena hopped up into the waiting SUV. “Timothée, your car is going to be an hour late, do you want us to get you from your trailer when it’s here?”
“Nonsense,” said the actress, popping her head out the window, “Do you want to ride with me Tim? I don’t mind,” she said with her famous smile.
“No, it’s okay, Selena, I know we all like to unwind in our own cars after a day of shooting.”
“Oh shut up and get in the car, I’m not letting you wait that long,” she said, throwing the door open and nearly hitting the two standing on the curb. Timothée and the PA’s shared a glance and a nod as they both realized that neither had control over the situation and he complied, getting into the car, and rolling the dark tinted window up.
“Thanks, Sel, you really didn’t have to,” Timothée said as he sat in the back seat on the passenger side, taking out his phone and starting to browse through it.
“Don’t worry about it, silly,” she said from the driver’s side as she did the same, “just don’t mind me if I get comfy,” she playfully tossed off her shoes and put her feet down on the seat in front of her, stretching out to relax.
Production had secured full size SUV’s with the interiors converted to be similar to that of a limousine. The drivers cockpit was separated with a sliding partition the patrons were in control of, and in the passenger compartment there was one seat that stretched across the back, with a small jump seat along the drivers side that went up to the partition opposite a small bar tucked into the corner.
Timothée played with his phone, one headphone in, while reading emails and looking at tomorrow's shooting schedule. He tried to stay focused on himself, but he couldn’t help noticing Selena fidgeting with her phone, something he had never noticed the beautiful girl do. ‘Something’s up, she's usually so calm, cool and collected’.
Fifteen minutes into the what should have been 30 minute trip, Selena began to notice that they had barely left the lot. She shimmied herself up to the privacy panel and lowered it.
“Hi Kevin, what seems to be the hold up today?”
“I’m sorry Ms. Gomez. There seems to be some major traffic due to local street shut downs. This is the only way across town today.”
“Oh boo, well at least I have company today,” she laughed, turning toward Timothée, smiling.
“I spoke with the last driver, they’re just getting out of this mess, it took them about 45 minutes to get across town.”
“Thanks, Kev,” she said with a sigh as she hit the switch to return the screen to the upright position.
Turning around, she scooted back down to the back seats, landing a little closer to Timothée this time. She sat there for a few minutes shaking her legs anxiously and kept looking at her phone. Timothée finally turned his head to question her behavior, “Everything okay, Selena?”
There was a hesitation in her response, “I broke up with Abel the other day,” she struggled to say calmly.
“Do you want to-”
“No.”
“Is that why today-”
“Yes.”
She cut off both of his questions, but still knew exactly what to answer, much to the boy's surprise. Seeing her opening, she moved closer and nuzzled into him, her hand running from his knee to the inside of his thigh and stopping as her hand hit his groin. “I was thinking that we could practice a bit more,” she said, leaning into him and resting her head on his shoulder.
A full day of making out with Timothée had driven her wild and the notion of returning home to an empty apartment was not doing anything to help. After a sex-fueled, 10 month whirlwind of a relationship, being alone for the last week had gotten to the babyfaced starlet. Today’s scene had pushed her over the edge, and actually sucking her co-star off was like pulling the cork on a dam for the petite latina, her pussy had been wet ever since they had started kissing in the car that morning. All she wanted to do was get back to her apartment to masturbate, but the traffic had spoiled her plan.
Timothée didn’t need any special instruction this time and reached around the back of Selena’s neck. Having been kissing in the most awkward way possible for the last week during shooting, it was cathartic for the two of them to be able to finally kiss without a camera watching, or having to hold back for the sake of the scene. As they did, Selena’s hand continued to grope Timothée’s crotch and toy with his cock through his jeans. However, this time, as she teased him, she felt it growing... and growing until she felt the same hard shaft she had in her mouth.
“That’s more what I’m used to,” she giggled as she reached her hands into his pants to grab hold of the stiff shaft again. “Maybe we should rehearse that scene a little more too, just in case Woody wants to try it again. You know he’s not gonna miss a chance to have Elle in her panties again. What do you think?” Selena said, seductive as ever.
“I don’t think a little extra practice would hurt anyone,” he responded, quickly unbuttoning his pants with a precision that was in stark contrast from earlier. Selena slid off the seat and crawled between Timothée’s legs, slowly yanking them down and watching as his cock caught his boxers and slapped back against his chest. Sliding her hand from the base of his balls up the shaft, she wrapped her fingers around it and slowly began stroking him. “You feel bigger than before,” she added softly before bringing the head to her lips, giving it a kiss and sliding her tongue down its length.
“Did you like playing with my tits, Tim?”
“They were so soft,” he moaned as she toyed with him.
“Is that a yes?” She asked, stroking with one hand and running his balls with the other.
“God yes, I loved feeling them.”
“Well then…” Selena raised both of her arms toward him while keeping his cock in place with just her lips. Taking the hint, he leaned forward and pulled the sweater up and over her head. Throwing it to the side, he was presented with his first view of the Latina beauty, braless and on her knees in front of him. She gave him a wink and swallowed his cock deep. “Fuucckkkkk, that’s good, Selena,” he moaned.
Selena couldn’t help but enjoy sucking him off. Earlier in the car, the chance of being caught by production staff and praying on Timothée’s nervousness had excited her, but now, being caught on her knees, sucking the cock of a confident man for all of Manhattan to see, brought back the memories of all the times she had done the same with Abel and lit a fire inside her. He was calm and confident in his actions now, and it turned Selena on to know that she wouldn’t have to assume complete control this time.
Her pussy was on fire as she sucked his cock, changing speeds, working it slowly then speeding up, alternating between trying to choke herself on it and treating just the tip ever so gently. “That’s it, keep going, Chan,” the lucky boy said with a wink as Selena struggled to keep her composure, smiling as she continued to attack his unit.
Her pace steadily quickened and Timothée had put his hand on her head, wrapping his fingers through her hair, gripping tight to help him control her speed. She noticed his breathing change as he began to tense up again. Sucking him deep one last time, she let the cock softly fall free from her mouth, inciting a look of shock and confusion from Timothée, “What... I’m so close, why are you stopping?” he asked with labored breath.
“I’m not about to help you cum twice today while I sit here dying. If you want to cum again, you’re gonna make me cum!” She said matter of factly, using his knees to push herself up to her feet before hopping next to him on the seat. “You kiss pretty well you know? How do you reckon you’d do on another set up lips?” she asked rhetorically, letting him know exactly what she wanted. Timothée slid to his knees, tossing off his shirt before pulling himself between a pair of smooth, perfectly toned waiting legs. He planted several kisses on her tight midsection as he worked the button on her jeans, finally curling his fingers into her waistband and pulling them down over her tight ass in one slow and deliberate motion. He paused for a second as he took in the sight of Selena Gomez, sitting naked in front of him, one hand holding her hair up over her head, the other firmly on her large breast. He could see her lips were already wet and partially open, like they were trying to summon him.
Skipping the usual foreplay, he dove right in and began kissing her pussy and licking her clit. Selena flinched immediately at his touch, surprised by his assertiveness, but quickly had her hand in his hair, pulling his head to her. “Oh my god, Timothée, yes, yes, YES, keep doing that!” she moaned as he spread her lips with his fingers and attempted to push his tongue into her as deep as he could, alternating between that and focusing on her clit. As he did so, he looked up to see Selena’s face contorted in a silent, permanent moan, and her right tit shaking as he ate her. He reached up and grabbed the soft flesh sack, running his thumb over her world famous mole before taking a handful of her bare chest for the first time. Selena’s moans intensified, encouraging him to wrap his right hand around her thigh and pull himself into her as tightly as she had him before. His fingers grazed the skin of her chest, finding her nipple and squeezing it firmly. Her body shook again and suddenly she pushed him back.
“Fuck” she rolled over onto her stomach, threw one leg up on the seat and stuck her ass up for him, “Fuck me, I can’t take it anymore!
Timothée confidently shimmed up to Selena’s perfectly arched body, grabbing and spreading her ass before running his hands over the bump to the small of her back. He reached for his still wet cock and aimed it at the sex crazy latina’s dripping pussy. He rubbed the head between her lips to tease her and she was yelling at him before he could even push himself in “C’mon fuck me, please Tim I need it...I need you.”
Timothée pushed himself into her effortlessly. Between the residual saliva from the sloppy blow job she gave him and the wetness from him devouring her delicious pussy, her treasured hole offered no resistance as he slid in, his hips firmly slapping against her ass as he pushed his length all the way inside her. “Ohhhhh yesssssss,” Selena moaned as he stretched her slit and ran his hands up to her neck, holding on to her as she began to gyrate her ass on him as if he were a human dildo. Leaving one hand on her shoulder, he brought the other down her body, moving until it slid over the bump of her firm ass and grabbed her hip, anchoring himself right where her upper thigh started.
Timothée waisted no time fucking Selena solidly; not too fast and not too slow; not too hard and not too soft, and based off of her moans every time he bottomed out inside her he knew he was doing a good job. Occasionally, his thrust would land a little harder and he would hold himself there as Selena slowly grinded deep on him. Once again, he slammed into her firmly and held himself in place, but this time, as their bodies crashed, Selena threw her hair forward and looked back at him seductively. “C’mon Gatsby, fuck me harder than that, I heard how you fucked my big sister, I want you to fuck this tight young pussy harder than you ever fucked her, better than you ever fucked her,” she licked her lips as she finished and slowly began to rock her hips on him, letting him process the unbelievably sexy line that she had just delivered. Selena was thoroughly enjoying fucking him, but role playing their characters had turned her on more than she expected.
Timothée could feel it too; the way she started to bounce her ass on his shaft, how wet she was becoming. Selena began to throw her hips wildly, putting more and more motion into each thrust. She whipped her hair back over her head and this time her brown locks landed on her back, strands of it sticking onto her sweat. Timothée broke his gaze of her bouncing ass long enough to look up and see that she was looking back at him and biting her lower lip. He leaned back and smacked her ass without breaking eye contact, leaving a bright red hand print on the girls tight ass. Selena let out a moan, muffed by the lip that she never let go of.
Reaching forward, Timothée pulled her hair back together into a ponytail, giving it a quick wrap around his hand. He pulled it taught as he upped his pace, fucking her roughly for the first time, “God Chan, you are so sexy. You’re so much better than your sister. She never let me fuck her like this,” he struggled to say in between his thrusts. “Yes!” Selena yelled, his pace slowing ever so slightly, though what it lost in speed, it made up for in force. “Ohhhhh god that’s so good don’t stop,” she moaned as she reached back and grabbed her own ass cheek, spreading it so he could get easier access to her sex. Their moans filled the cab of the car and as Selena’s grew, he felt her leg start to shake.
His thrusts slowed to a crawl and he pulled out of her, letting his cock fall between her legs, much to Selena’s obvious disappointment. Timothée leaned back again for a moment and grabbed two big handfuls of ass, spreading it forward to take a look at her open, and used, waiting hole.
“Here...” he said, pulling Selena around, pushing her back into the seat. Her legs were spread around him and she pulled him in for a kiss before he could make his next move. In this position, he could finally grab her heavy tits with both hands and give them a good squeeze. “I’m not done with you yet,” he quietly spoke into her mouth as their lips broke.
Moving out of the way, he pushed both of Selena’s legs together before lifting them up and putting them on the seat. She lay on her side, with her thighs parallel to the front of the seat and her legs bent at the knees; her upper body was nearly on her back as she was slightly twisted so she could better look at him. In this position, her pussy was tightly clamped together, but still very wet and very fuckable. She lay there looking at him silently, hungrily.
“Did you ever fuck my big sister like this?” She asked while flashing him her best fuck me eyes.
“Your big sister wasn’t anywhere near the slut you are," he said with a devilish smile of his own. Selena could feel his cock resting between her thighs and couldn’t wait to be filled any longer. Reaching her hand between her legs, she lightly slapped her swollen pussy, spraying her juices on her thighs before slowly fingering her used hole, teasing the boy momentarily before she finally grabbed his hard cock and brought it back to her pussy lips, rubbing the head between them. He slid himself back into her with ease and as he did, she reached a finger up to his mouth and pushed it in. Doing as commanded, he sucked it without hesitation as he slowly began to fuck her, “Don’t I taste good?” She asked knowing full well they both knew the answer.
Pulling her finger out of his mouth, she sucked the same digit before licking her entire hand clean and smiling in approval of her taste. Timothée buried himself inside her again and held himself deep as Selena let out a low, sultry moan. “You’re so much kinkier than her, Chan, and you taste better too.” Her smile grew.
Timothée teased the horny actress, fucking her with a single trust before pulling out and making her beg while he teased her with his cock head or a finger. This time, he pulled out and quickly replaced his pole with his thumb, probing around inside of her as he leaned forward and kissed her deeply, before pushing by his dick back inside. He cupped Selena’s gorgeous face and pushed the wet digit into her mouth, a move which was accepted readily as she began to suck on it like candy. She licked it clean before letting Timothée pull it from her lips, causing a pop as it broke her lips. He moved the wet digit down to her tit, rubbing her nipple and toying with it again; pinching and pulling on it as he fucked her and drove her to loud moans, pumping her cunt with reckless abandon.
The sensation her clenched pussy gave was wildly different from their last position. Selena was so much tighter like this, her pussy was like a velvet glove whose only purpose was to milk every last ounce of cum from Timothée’s cock. As if he wasn’t lucky enough that Selena had decided to suck him off in that car earlier in the day, her draining his snake on set came with the convenient consequence of letting him last longer during their fuck session. Under normal circumstances, there was no way he would have been able to last as long as he had with the combination of speed and tightness he was experiencing.
He learned forward, hoping to fuck her deeper, and as his angle changed, Selena let out a long, low moan, deep from the core of her body, and he felt a warm liquid spray against his thighs as his balls slapped against her. He angled his hip just enough to see not only the white ring of cream around his cock but also a trail of clear liquid flowing from her pussy down her thigh and onto the car seat below, pooling in the depression caused by her ass. In that moment, time stood still as he realized that he was making Selena Gomez cum.
Timothée’s mind went blank and he began to pump her cunt with a gear that he had not yet explored. He was using her with a ferocity he had only ever seen in porno’s, and as he had tilted his head back, looking through the sunroof he finally had the revelation that not only was all of this actually happening, but it was happening in the back of a car, in the middle of the day, in traffic, in New York City and no one was any the wiser. It had all crept up on him and he felt a tightness starting to grow in his balls.
“Uhh...ohhh fuck...so close,” he said in between the racaucious symphony of sex. Selena’s moan had been consistent ever since they had found this position, but she still managed to hit a crescendo every time his hips smacked into her ass. She grabbed at her free ass cheek, giving its a light smack then a good squeeze, “Can you give me another big cum shot? I want you to cover me.”
The view of Selena holding her ass, the incredibly sexy wink that followed, her request, it was a sensory overload that drove him over the edge.
“Fuck! Cumming!” He gasped, pulling his throbbing cock out of her now gaping hole. He barely had time to aim his heavily lubricated cock directly at Selena’s used fuck hole, jerking his shaft and sending the ropes of cum flying thought the air, blasting her pussy with a thick white coating flanked by a few rogue strands that were up on her ass.
Timothée staggered back slightly and collapsed onto his side, having had every little bit of cum exercised from his body. He watched as Selena slid her hand back between her legs and felt around her swollen pussy as if she were trying to take an inventory on just how much cum he had deposited on her. She scooped up what she could and brought it to her mouth, lapping it up and playing with the thick globs on her hand with her tongue. He was hypnotized, but managed to break it for just a moment, “your big sister never let me fuck her, let alone cum on her like that, Chan.”
Selena smiled with the biggest grin as she continued playing with his cum before finally swallowing the load down, “Now be a good boy and help me?”
Timothée watched as Selena started to rub his cum into her skin, using it as if it were an exotic lotion. He reached forward, not objecting to having one last opportunity to caress her incredible body with his hands. They both roamed her body silently, even after all of the evidence of their ‘rehearsal’ had disappeared. Suddenly, the partition cracked ever so slightly.
“We’ve made it through the congestion Ms. Gomez, we should be back to the hotel in about 10 minutes,” Kevin said, quickly returning the window to its closed position.
The two began to get dressed and their silence was finally broken by Selena.
“Where’s my thong?”
“You weren’t wearing one.”
“Yes I was! I know I was!”
“Selena. Trust me, I’d remember peeling it off of you.”
They laughed as they playfully argued over the existence of Selena’s missing panties while awkwardly bumping into each other as they started getting dressed in the back of the small cab. Selena pulled her jeans back up, without any underwear, and fell into the seat, cuddling into Timothée’s body as they sat properly in the seats. Timothée reached over and brushed the hair out of her face, much like Gatsby had Chan, admiring her beauty and the peaceful smile on her face while she rested against his body with her eyes closed in a post coital bliss
The car weaved through the last legs of traffic, finally pulling to a stop in the small townhouse driveway. Selena lifted herself off him and gathered her belongings, scooting over to the door and stopping just before she opened it; “I left them in the dressing room. They were soaked after our scene earlier,” she giggled as she opened the door and took Kevin’s hand, reaching in to help her out.
“Told you! When did you remember?” He asked with a laugh as she started to get out of the car.
“Just after...about 10 mintutes ago,” she caught herself, taking the driver's hand and stepping down. Timothée followed the beautiful girl out of the car and as he cleared the door, Selena caught him off guard, kissing him on the cheek and whispering in his ear, “by the way, you taste good too.” Stunned, the two men stood without a word as they watched the sex symbol strut her way down the sidewalk and briskly walk into the foyer, quickly disappearing from sight.
“Thanks, Kevin,” he looked at the driver, who maintained his silence, letting out a rather obvious smirk of acknowledgement instead.
“I think we’re going to have to ride share more often,” he thought to himself as he crossed the threshold of the lobby, smiling as he made his way in.
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.
“Cut!...CUT!...CUT!!!” The voice boomed over the loudspeaker.
“Didn’t want to stop, did you there?” Selena Gomez asked her co-star, Timothée Chamalet, coyly as they broke their kiss. The two had just finished filming a scene that was sure to drive most of her fans mad; Selena’s character Chan and Timothée’s Gatsby kissing multiple times in the car as they practiced for the scenes of their movie within a movie.
The crew shuffled around and reset their positions while the pair sat patiently in the car, looking over their scripts as a perfectly emulated New York City street swirled around them, waiting to hear from the director. The two were shooting a new movie with the acclaimed Woody Allen, a decision that was sure to be great publicity for the two of them and catapult their careers thanks to the widespread distribution thanks to Amazon’s involvement.
“I used to hate it when I had to kiss people on screen...” Selena said, reflecting on her past as she flipped through her script “...but I guess having your first kiss televised really skews your opinion.”
“What? You’re joking?”
“Nope, I guest starred on Suite Life, you know, the Disney show, and coincidentally I had the biggest crush on Cole Sprouse at the time...so it was only natural that my first kiss would be his twin brother Dylan...” she said, dropping the bound papers onto the floor between her feet as she covered her face in embarrassment, “...but this, this is so much worse” commenting on the awkward nature in which their kiss was scripted to be. The two shared a laugh as a PA came over and looked over the window.
“Woody’s got a new scene he wants to add to the end of the movie, you’re going to need to head to Wardrobe while we set up.” They shared a confused look, but got out of the car and headed to change. Having been on set for a few weeks already, the cast had learned quickly that the talented director had a penchant for going off script and adding new scenes on the fly, forcing them to adapt at a moments notice. “Katie, can you make me a cup of tea for when I return?” Selena asked the PA as she followed her cute co-star.
After a quick outfit change, the two actors met their co-stars, Elle Fanning and Diego Luna, who were already waiting by the directors chair. Woody walked over frantically smacking a rolled up screenplay, with notes scribbled all over it.
“Guys, guys, look here. I want to try this scene, we want to capture the drama, the emotion!” He exclaimed. “Elle, Diego’s going to have just thrown you out into the rain in your underwear, but in this version, he’s going to follow up down and out into the street and you two are going to fight in the rain. Go!”' he said pointing off toward the fire escape insinuating that they should begin rehearsing their lines. The old man walked between Timothée and Selena, grabbing both of their shoulders and leading them toward the car which had been repositioned to the back of the closed street. “Timothée, you’ve spent the day at the MET with Chan, you see your girlfriend on T.V. with her new famous friend and go to the bar, but this time, you don’t try to pick up a hooker, you blow off your parents party and head to the bar. When you walk in, you see Chan sitting at the bar, finally notice her beauty and realize her date cancelled on her. At this point, you two have been drinking for a bit, we’ll film this scene later, but now Selena is going to try and drive home, but you tell her she can’t and that you’ll do it for her and lead her to the car. While Ashleigh [Fanning] and Francisco [Luna] are out fighting in the rain, the car’s in the background. I want the viewer to have the added drama of realizing that all of these people are so close to catching each other, but we need suspense, we need everyone to have been pushed to a limit, we need to escalate it! That’s why, Selena, you’re going to have your head in his lap, bobbing up and down because Chan is giving Gatsby a blow job.”
“What! Are you kidding me!?” Selena gasped at him.
“I’m not telling you that you need to suck his dick, Hun,” the legendary director said matter of factly, “...but everyone needs to be in the wrong for the scene to work. It’s the juxtaposition of these two relationships born out of wrongness; the one that was sought after falling apart, the one that started sporadically taking off.”
Selena huffed and rolled her eyes, looking over at Timothée and licking her lips as the PA ran over with a well prepared cup of tea. The two started walking back to the car, “I’m good with whatever you are, Sel” he said with a nervous quiver in his voice. “No, it’s not your fault Tim, there’s nothing for you to worry about,” she said, taking off her wine colored rain coat as they walked over to the car, throwing it in the back seat and putting the convertible’s roof up as the artificial rain was turned on.
She sipped on the hot beverage and the lanky boy tried to console her once more,“Whatever you are comforta-” Timothée’s words were stopped with a finger on his lips. “This isn’t your fault, don’t worry about me,” said Selena, in a tone that Timothée couldn’t help but notice was slightly more sultry, more seductive, than she had ever spoken to him with before. From the passenger seat, she leaned over and kissed him, differently then she did earlier in the day and put her head into Timothée’s lap.
“ACTION!”
“Do you think they’d notice if I just napped here?” She asked playfully as Timothée looked down, straining to contain his excitement with the beautiful brunette laying in his lap. “Selena, I’m not seeing anything, you have to really ham it up!” The voice came through the walkie talkie laying on the floor.
“I guess they would...” she said with a giggle as she ran her hand up Timothée’s thigh, squeezing it as she lifted her body, putting her knees on the seat and bobbing her head up and down in a simulated blow job.
Seeing how he reacted when she initially laid in his lap, Selena decided to have some fun and continue teasing her co-star. Though the scenes for the movie were awkward due to the nature of the script and Woody’s repeated takes, the starlette had found herself to be rather comfortable with Timothée; not only was he kind and professional, but she thought he was cute as well. She slid further up his thigh until her thumb was rubbing on his balls, where she stopped and waited for a reaction that never came. Timothée sat there, breathing heavily as Selena toyed with him. Breaking his composure became a game to her and under the cover of the rain, she quickly upped the ante, doing everything she could to push the limits and get him hard. She caressed the outside of his pants, and more flagrantly brushed his balls. Nothing. She had even laid her face directly on to his lap and ran her tongue across the fly of his pants. ‘Guys are usually hard by now,’ she thought to herself
“What’s the matter, Tim?” Selena asked compassionately, a stark contrast from the odd combination of a sultry anger she had previously been showing.
“Should uh..should we be doing this, Sel; all the staff and your boy…” she cut him off with a finger to the lips again.
“We’ve been having fun all day,” she said rhetorically, her statement trailing off as if she was a scientist trying to talk her way through a problem.
“I guess..I’m just a little nervous...wait...,” he said, confused as to why he was trying to justify his lack of arousal. ‘This is crazy,’ he thought as the eager brunette grabbed him firmly by the balls and kissed him on the cheek.
Selena fell back into her seat and reached between her legs to grab the walkie talkie. She hit the alert button on the handset and buzzed the production team, notifying them she had a request.
“What do you want, Selena?” the director's voice cracked through the speaker.
“Woody, can we take 15, my neck is killing me from all this...acting.” She asked, giving Timothée the most devilish of looks.
“Fine, Fine! Everyone take 15! Let’s make sure the Diva-“ was all they heard before the speaker cut off and the two watched the set slowly empty.
“Do you think I’m sexy?”
“Yeah...uh...very”
“And didn’t you have fun making out with me all day...” the seductress began, leaning over to him and placing her hand on his cheek, just as they had done in that earlier scene, “because I had fun making out with you, and it didn’t seem like you wanted to stop earlier.”
The male lead nodded positively as the set continued to empty.
“Don’t you want to have fun with me, Timothée?” She asked, his eyes falling into the vibrant brown of hers.
The confused boy nodded positively again, failing deeper under the latina’s spell.
Selena crawled back on to her knees. “Then take it out.”
“What!?” Timothée asked, still surprised, trying to figure out if she was testing him or trying to trick him.
“Take it out. If we’re gonna do it, let’s do it right,” she said seductively, quoting her own line from that earlier scene.
“Selena are you-“ Once again, he was cut off, this time as her lips hit his, and instinctively he began to reciprocate. She was right. He didn’t want to stop earlier. No amount of professionalism could deny that.
Without breaking the lustful kiss, her hands opened his pants with surgical precision and quickly had his semi erect shaft out. “What the, why aren’t you hard yet!?” She asked, astonished. She was used to having guys throbbing and ready to go or having already cum by this point, but never this.
“Selena, this is crazy, can you blame me for being nervouuuuuuuuu” The eager girl didn’t hesitate and quickly had his cock in her mouth. Working slowly at first, she let her tongue do a majority of the work in bringing him to attention. He started getting harder, but not nearly fast enough for her liking. She felt his hand lingering on her lower back and stopped, only for a moment, to invite him for more; “You can play with them if you want.”
Timothée’s hand slid down and began groping Selena’s breast through her gold sweater. She moaned on his cock in response to his touch and finally, he became fully erect. “Now, that’s much better,” she said under her breath as she began to stroke him and flick his tongue across his head. Slowly, Selena worked his hard cock, it wasn’t the biggest she had ever had, but he was certainly plenty well endowed to satiisfy the young sex symbol.
The clock continued to count down and slowly the staff began to trickle back in. “Se...Selena” the nervous actor struggled to mutter through his heavy breathing. The starlet begrudgingly came back up and watched as the crew got back into position. Sipping her now cold tea, she could see out of the corner of her eye Timothée was fidgeting with his pants, “Don’t you dare!” she said, reaching over and grabbing his cock firmly before releasing it just enough that she could stroke him softly to keep the stiff shaft hard. With one hand on his dick and the other on the radio, she buzzed the production staff again; “We’re all ready in here Woody”.
“ACTION!”
Without a second of hesitation, Selena crawled back up onto the seat, hiked her already short red skirt up and had her head back in Timothée’s lap, giving the most captivating performance of her young career. Sucking him deeply as the actors in front of him shot, reset and repeated, the director’s pervy nature keeping Elle wet and in her panties shot after shot finally paying off. Timothée’s hand found the back of her head and encouraged her to continue on, as he groaned from the pleasure of having her talented mouth wrapped around his shaft. Finally, the director's voice cracked back through the radio, “I think we got it there, but let's shoot one more.”
Selena's lips broke from Timothée’s cock just long enough to ask a single word, “close?”
“Keep going Selena, keep going,” was all he could muster.
Selena’s hand feverishly slapped at the floor of the car, finally finding the radio, “Woody, I left my script on the dash, I don’t know how long it's been there. Can we do another take or two please, please,” she asked again.
“You did what? What does it matter we can barely see you her,e“ the radio spat off as she slowly sucked on Timothée’s head.
“I know but, well I know the level of detail to strive for and well…” she paused, licking the side of his shaft before continuing “...I just feel like I’d be letting you down,” Selena said, trying to sound as disheartened as she could.
“RESET DAMN THE SCENE!” Woody screamed, throwing his papers, annoyed at the actress's apparent negligence.
She stroked his wet cock again and began to quickly work him, jerking him off quickly as she sucked on just the head. Try as she might, she couldn’t get Timothée to cum and hearing the crew cut the scene and reset she pulled one last trick out of her sleeve. She ran her lips down the side of his cock before looking up into his eyes while stroking him fast, “mhmmmm Gatsby” she moaned, channeling her character; “Remembered when I said I had a crush on you?” she put him back in her mouth for two deep strokes; “This was all I wanted, all I wanted was to suck your cock, ever since I heard you fuck my sister,” she went down on him again; “but now she’s not here and you’re letting her little sister suck your cock,” she moved her mouth to the tip and let her lips hit the head as she stroked fast as she could; “Give it to me Gatsby, I want to taste your cum!”
Selena barely finished that last sentence before Timothée pushed on the back of her head and forced her mouth back down, getting only half way before his cock began pulsing and filling her mouth with a hot load of cum. She held his balls until she felt his shaft stop twitching and letting his orgasm subside, she slowly sucked in as she brought her lips up his shaft, careful not to spill a single drop of his well earned deposit.
“CUT! THAT’S A WRAP!”
In one gulp, Selena swallowed his load, “That was pretty good, wasn’t it?” she asked him in her trademark lighthearted tone, while she swung the car's vanity mirror open to make sure there was no cum on her lips. Noticing Timothée hadn’t yet responded and was simply breathing, she leaned over and grabbed his cock one last time, “you can put it away now before we get caught” she said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
When the artificial rain finally stopped, Selena hopped out of the car as if nothing had happened, leaving Timothée to come to grips with what he had just experienced, before meeting the director to review the scene they had just shot. “Barely passable” Woody said, tapping the screen on the car in the background. As the day concluded, Timothée watched as Selena emerged from Wardrobe, no longer in the cute skirt and sweater combo she was wearing, but now in a sexy gold crop top sweater and tight black jeans. The boy was speechless as he stared at her bouncing, braless tits as she approached from the other side of the lot.
They stood preparing to go home to the Greenwich apartments the production had rented for them, when one of the PA’s came over, “Bad news guys, we’re a few cars down today because of this traffic” they said as Selena hopped up into the waiting SUV. “Timothée, your car is going to be an hour late, do you want us to get you from your trailer when it’s here?”
“Nonsense,” said the actress, popping her head out the window, “Do you want to ride with me Tim? I don’t mind,” she said with her famous smile.
“No, it’s okay, Selena, I know we all like to unwind in our own cars after a day of shooting.”
“Oh shut up and get in the car, I’m not letting you wait that long,” she said, throwing the door open and nearly hitting the two standing on the curb. Timothée and the PA’s shared a glance and a nod as they both realized that neither had control over the situation and he complied, getting into the car, and rolling the dark tinted window up.
“Thanks, Sel, you really didn’t have to,” Timothée said as he sat in the back seat on the passenger side, taking out his phone and starting to browse through it.
“Don’t worry about it, silly,” she said from the driver’s side as she did the same, “just don’t mind me if I get comfy,” she playfully tossed off her shoes and put her feet down on the seat in front of her, stretching out to relax.
Production had secured full size SUV’s with the interiors converted to be similar to that of a limousine. The drivers cockpit was separated with a sliding partition the patrons were in control of, and in the passenger compartment there was one seat that stretched across the back, with a small jump seat along the drivers side that went up to the partition opposite a small bar tucked into the corner.
Timothée played with his phone, one headphone in, while reading emails and looking at tomorrow's shooting schedule. He tried to stay focused on himself, but he couldn’t help noticing Selena fidgeting with her phone, something he had never noticed the beautiful girl do. ‘Something’s up, she's usually so calm, cool and collected’.
Fifteen minutes into the what should have been 30 minute trip, Selena began to notice that they had barely left the lot. She shimmied herself up to the privacy panel and lowered it.
“Hi Kevin, what seems to be the hold up today?”
“I’m sorry Ms. Gomez. There seems to be some major traffic due to local street shut downs. This is the only way across town today.”
“Oh boo, well at least I have company today,” she laughed, turning toward Timothée, smiling.
“I spoke with the last driver, they’re just getting out of this mess, it took them about 45 minutes to get across town.”
“Thanks, Kev,” she said with a sigh as she hit the switch to return the screen to the upright position.
Turning around, she scooted back down to the back seats, landing a little closer to Timothée this time. She sat there for a few minutes shaking her legs anxiously and kept looking at her phone. Timothée finally turned his head to question her behavior, “Everything okay, Selena?”
There was a hesitation in her response, “I broke up with Abel the other day,” she struggled to say calmly.
“Do you want to-”
“No.”
“Is that why today-”
“Yes.”
She cut off both of his questions, but still knew exactly what to answer, much to the boy's surprise. Seeing her opening, she moved closer and nuzzled into him, her hand running from his knee to the inside of his thigh and stopping as her hand hit his groin. “I was thinking that we could practice a bit more,” she said, leaning into him and resting her head on his shoulder.
A full day of making out with Timothée had driven her wild and the notion of returning home to an empty apartment was not doing anything to help. After a sex-fueled, 10 month whirlwind of a relationship, being alone for the last week had gotten to the babyfaced starlet. Today’s scene had pushed her over the edge, and actually sucking her co-star off was like pulling the cork on a dam for the petite latina, her pussy had been wet ever since they had started kissing in the car that morning. All she wanted to do was get back to her apartment to masturbate, but the traffic had spoiled her plan.
Timothée didn’t need any special instruction this time and reached around the back of Selena’s neck. Having been kissing in the most awkward way possible for the last week during shooting, it was cathartic for the two of them to be able to finally kiss without a camera watching, or having to hold back for the sake of the scene. As they did, Selena’s hand continued to grope Timothée’s crotch and toy with his cock through his jeans. However, this time, as she teased him, she felt it growing... and growing until she felt the same hard shaft she had in her mouth.
“That’s more what I’m used to,” she giggled as she reached her hands into his pants to grab hold of the stiff shaft again. “Maybe we should rehearse that scene a little more too, just in case Woody wants to try it again. You know he’s not gonna miss a chance to have Elle in her panties again. What do you think?” Selena said, seductive as ever.
“I don’t think a little extra practice would hurt anyone,” he responded, quickly unbuttoning his pants with a precision that was in stark contrast from earlier. Selena slid off the seat and crawled between Timothée’s legs, slowly yanking them down and watching as his cock caught his boxers and slapped back against his chest. Sliding her hand from the base of his balls up the shaft, she wrapped her fingers around it and slowly began stroking him. “You feel bigger than before,” she added softly before bringing the head to her lips, giving it a kiss and sliding her tongue down its length.
“Did you like playing with my tits, Tim?”
“They were so soft,” he moaned as she toyed with him.
“Is that a yes?” She asked, stroking with one hand and running his balls with the other.
“God yes, I loved feeling them.”
“Well then…” Selena raised both of her arms toward him while keeping his cock in place with just her lips. Taking the hint, he leaned forward and pulled the sweater up and over her head. Throwing it to the side, he was presented with his first view of the Latina beauty, braless and on her knees in front of him. She gave him a wink and swallowed his cock deep. “Fuucckkkkk, that’s good, Selena,” he moaned.
Selena couldn’t help but enjoy sucking him off. Earlier in the car, the chance of being caught by production staff and praying on Timothée’s nervousness had excited her, but now, being caught on her knees, sucking the cock of a confident man for all of Manhattan to see, brought back the memories of all the times she had done the same with Abel and lit a fire inside her. He was calm and confident in his actions now, and it turned Selena on to know that she wouldn’t have to assume complete control this time.
Her pussy was on fire as she sucked his cock, changing speeds, working it slowly then speeding up, alternating between trying to choke herself on it and treating just the tip ever so gently. “That’s it, keep going, Chan,” the lucky boy said with a wink as Selena struggled to keep her composure, smiling as she continued to attack his unit.
Her pace steadily quickened and Timothée had put his hand on her head, wrapping his fingers through her hair, gripping tight to help him control her speed. She noticed his breathing change as he began to tense up again. Sucking him deep one last time, she let the cock softly fall free from her mouth, inciting a look of shock and confusion from Timothée, “What... I’m so close, why are you stopping?” he asked with labored breath.
“I’m not about to help you cum twice today while I sit here dying. If you want to cum again, you’re gonna make me cum!” She said matter of factly, using his knees to push herself up to her feet before hopping next to him on the seat. “You kiss pretty well you know? How do you reckon you’d do on another set up lips?” she asked rhetorically, letting him know exactly what she wanted. Timothée slid to his knees, tossing off his shirt before pulling himself between a pair of smooth, perfectly toned waiting legs. He planted several kisses on her tight midsection as he worked the button on her jeans, finally curling his fingers into her waistband and pulling them down over her tight ass in one slow and deliberate motion. He paused for a second as he took in the sight of Selena Gomez, sitting naked in front of him, one hand holding her hair up over her head, the other firmly on her large breast. He could see her lips were already wet and partially open, like they were trying to summon him.
Skipping the usual foreplay, he dove right in and began kissing her pussy and licking her clit. Selena flinched immediately at his touch, surprised by his assertiveness, but quickly had her hand in his hair, pulling his head to her. “Oh my god, Timothée, yes, yes, YES, keep doing that!” she moaned as he spread her lips with his fingers and attempted to push his tongue into her as deep as he could, alternating between that and focusing on her clit. As he did so, he looked up to see Selena’s face contorted in a silent, permanent moan, and her right tit shaking as he ate her. He reached up and grabbed the soft flesh sack, running his thumb over her world famous mole before taking a handful of her bare chest for the first time. Selena’s moans intensified, encouraging him to wrap his right hand around her thigh and pull himself into her as tightly as she had him before. His fingers grazed the skin of her chest, finding her nipple and squeezing it firmly. Her body shook again and suddenly she pushed him back.
“Fuck” she rolled over onto her stomach, threw one leg up on the seat and stuck her ass up for him, “Fuck me, I can’t take it anymore!
Timothée confidently shimmed up to Selena’s perfectly arched body, grabbing and spreading her ass before running his hands over the bump to the small of her back. He reached for his still wet cock and aimed it at the sex crazy latina’s dripping pussy. He rubbed the head between her lips to tease her and she was yelling at him before he could even push himself in “C’mon fuck me, please Tim I need it...I need you.”
Timothée pushed himself into her effortlessly. Between the residual saliva from the sloppy blow job she gave him and the wetness from him devouring her delicious pussy, her treasured hole offered no resistance as he slid in, his hips firmly slapping against her ass as he pushed his length all the way inside her. “Ohhhhh yesssssss,” Selena moaned as he stretched her slit and ran his hands up to her neck, holding on to her as she began to gyrate her ass on him as if he were a human dildo. Leaving one hand on her shoulder, he brought the other down her body, moving until it slid over the bump of her firm ass and grabbed her hip, anchoring himself right where her upper thigh started.
Timothée waisted no time fucking Selena solidly; not too fast and not too slow; not too hard and not too soft, and based off of her moans every time he bottomed out inside her he knew he was doing a good job. Occasionally, his thrust would land a little harder and he would hold himself there as Selena slowly grinded deep on him. Once again, he slammed into her firmly and held himself in place, but this time, as their bodies crashed, Selena threw her hair forward and looked back at him seductively. “C’mon Gatsby, fuck me harder than that, I heard how you fucked my big sister, I want you to fuck this tight young pussy harder than you ever fucked her, better than you ever fucked her,” she licked her lips as she finished and slowly began to rock her hips on him, letting him process the unbelievably sexy line that she had just delivered. Selena was thoroughly enjoying fucking him, but role playing their characters had turned her on more than she expected.
Timothée could feel it too; the way she started to bounce her ass on his shaft, how wet she was becoming. Selena began to throw her hips wildly, putting more and more motion into each thrust. She whipped her hair back over her head and this time her brown locks landed on her back, strands of it sticking onto her sweat. Timothée broke his gaze of her bouncing ass long enough to look up and see that she was looking back at him and biting her lower lip. He leaned back and smacked her ass without breaking eye contact, leaving a bright red hand print on the girls tight ass. Selena let out a moan, muffed by the lip that she never let go of.
Reaching forward, Timothée pulled her hair back together into a ponytail, giving it a quick wrap around his hand. He pulled it taught as he upped his pace, fucking her roughly for the first time, “God Chan, you are so sexy. You’re so much better than your sister. She never let me fuck her like this,” he struggled to say in between his thrusts. “Yes!” Selena yelled, his pace slowing ever so slightly, though what it lost in speed, it made up for in force. “Ohhhhh god that’s so good don’t stop,” she moaned as she reached back and grabbed her own ass cheek, spreading it so he could get easier access to her sex. Their moans filled the cab of the car and as Selena’s grew, he felt her leg start to shake.
His thrusts slowed to a crawl and he pulled out of her, letting his cock fall between her legs, much to Selena’s obvious disappointment. Timothée leaned back again for a moment and grabbed two big handfuls of ass, spreading it forward to take a look at her open, and used, waiting hole.
“Here...” he said, pulling Selena around, pushing her back into the seat. Her legs were spread around him and she pulled him in for a kiss before he could make his next move. In this position, he could finally grab her heavy tits with both hands and give them a good squeeze. “I’m not done with you yet,” he quietly spoke into her mouth as their lips broke.
Moving out of the way, he pushed both of Selena’s legs together before lifting them up and putting them on the seat. She lay on her side, with her thighs parallel to the front of the seat and her legs bent at the knees; her upper body was nearly on her back as she was slightly twisted so she could better look at him. In this position, her pussy was tightly clamped together, but still very wet and very fuckable. She lay there looking at him silently, hungrily.
“Did you ever fuck my big sister like this?” She asked while flashing him her best fuck me eyes.
“Your big sister wasn’t anywhere near the slut you are," he said with a devilish smile of his own. Selena could feel his cock resting between her thighs and couldn’t wait to be filled any longer. Reaching her hand between her legs, she lightly slapped her swollen pussy, spraying her juices on her thighs before slowly fingering her used hole, teasing the boy momentarily before she finally grabbed his hard cock and brought it back to her pussy lips, rubbing the head between them. He slid himself back into her with ease and as he did, she reached a finger up to his mouth and pushed it in. Doing as commanded, he sucked it without hesitation as he slowly began to fuck her, “Don’t I taste good?” She asked knowing full well they both knew the answer.
Pulling her finger out of his mouth, she sucked the same digit before licking her entire hand clean and smiling in approval of her taste. Timothée buried himself inside her again and held himself deep as Selena let out a low, sultry moan. “You’re so much kinkier than her, Chan, and you taste better too.” Her smile grew.
Timothée teased the horny actress, fucking her with a single trust before pulling out and making her beg while he teased her with his cock head or a finger. This time, he pulled out and quickly replaced his pole with his thumb, probing around inside of her as he leaned forward and kissed her deeply, before pushing by his dick back inside. He cupped Selena’s gorgeous face and pushed the wet digit into her mouth, a move which was accepted readily as she began to suck on it like candy. She licked it clean before letting Timothée pull it from her lips, causing a pop as it broke her lips. He moved the wet digit down to her tit, rubbing her nipple and toying with it again; pinching and pulling on it as he fucked her and drove her to loud moans, pumping her cunt with reckless abandon.
The sensation her clenched pussy gave was wildly different from their last position. Selena was so much tighter like this, her pussy was like a velvet glove whose only purpose was to milk every last ounce of cum from Timothée’s cock. As if he wasn’t lucky enough that Selena had decided to suck him off in that car earlier in the day, her draining his snake on set came with the convenient consequence of letting him last longer during their fuck session. Under normal circumstances, there was no way he would have been able to last as long as he had with the combination of speed and tightness he was experiencing.
He learned forward, hoping to fuck her deeper, and as his angle changed, Selena let out a long, low moan, deep from the core of her body, and he felt a warm liquid spray against his thighs as his balls slapped against her. He angled his hip just enough to see not only the white ring of cream around his cock but also a trail of clear liquid flowing from her pussy down her thigh and onto the car seat below, pooling in the depression caused by her ass. In that moment, time stood still as he realized that he was making Selena Gomez cum.
Timothée’s mind went blank and he began to pump her cunt with a gear that he had not yet explored. He was using her with a ferocity he had only ever seen in porno’s, and as he had tilted his head back, looking through the sunroof he finally had the revelation that not only was all of this actually happening, but it was happening in the back of a car, in the middle of the day, in traffic, in New York City and no one was any the wiser. It had all crept up on him and he felt a tightness starting to grow in his balls.
“Uhh...ohhh fuck...so close,” he said in between the racaucious symphony of sex. Selena’s moan had been consistent ever since they had found this position, but she still managed to hit a crescendo every time his hips smacked into her ass. She grabbed at her free ass cheek, giving its a light smack then a good squeeze, “Can you give me another big cum shot? I want you to cover me.”
The view of Selena holding her ass, the incredibly sexy wink that followed, her request, it was a sensory overload that drove him over the edge.
“Fuck! Cumming!” He gasped, pulling his throbbing cock out of her now gaping hole. He barely had time to aim his heavily lubricated cock directly at Selena’s used fuck hole, jerking his shaft and sending the ropes of cum flying thought the air, blasting her pussy with a thick white coating flanked by a few rogue strands that were up on her ass.
Timothée staggered back slightly and collapsed onto his side, having had every little bit of cum exercised from his body. He watched as Selena slid her hand back between her legs and felt around her swollen pussy as if she were trying to take an inventory on just how much cum he had deposited on her. She scooped up what she could and brought it to her mouth, lapping it up and playing with the thick globs on her hand with her tongue. He was hypnotized, but managed to break it for just a moment, “your big sister never let me fuck her, let alone cum on her like that, Chan.”
Selena smiled with the biggest grin as she continued playing with his cum before finally swallowing the load down, “Now be a good boy and help me?”
Timothée watched as Selena started to rub his cum into her skin, using it as if it were an exotic lotion. He reached forward, not objecting to having one last opportunity to caress her incredible body with his hands. They both roamed her body silently, even after all of the evidence of their ‘rehearsal’ had disappeared. Suddenly, the partition cracked ever so slightly.
“We’ve made it through the congestion Ms. Gomez, we should be back to the hotel in about 10 minutes,” Kevin said, quickly returning the window to its closed position.
The two began to get dressed and their silence was finally broken by Selena.
“Where’s my thong?”
“You weren’t wearing one.”
“Yes I was! I know I was!”
“Selena. Trust me, I’d remember peeling it off of you.”
They laughed as they playfully argued over the existence of Selena’s missing panties while awkwardly bumping into each other as they started getting dressed in the back of the small cab. Selena pulled her jeans back up, without any underwear, and fell into the seat, cuddling into Timothée’s body as they sat properly in the seats. Timothée reached over and brushed the hair out of her face, much like Gatsby had Chan, admiring her beauty and the peaceful smile on her face while she rested against his body with her eyes closed in a post coital bliss
The car weaved through the last legs of traffic, finally pulling to a stop in the small townhouse driveway. Selena lifted herself off him and gathered her belongings, scooting over to the door and stopping just before she opened it; “I left them in the dressing room. They were soaked after our scene earlier,” she giggled as she opened the door and took Kevin’s hand, reaching in to help her out.
“Told you! When did you remember?” He asked with a laugh as she started to get out of the car.
“Just after...about 10 mintutes ago,” she caught herself, taking the driver's hand and stepping down. Timothée followed the beautiful girl out of the car and as he cleared the door, Selena caught him off guard, kissing him on the cheek and whispering in his ear, “by the way, you taste good too.” Stunned, the two men stood without a word as they watched the sex symbol strut her way down the sidewalk and briskly walk into the foyer, quickly disappearing from sight.
“Thanks, Kevin,” he looked at the driver, who maintained his silence, letting out a rather obvious smirk of acknowledgement instead.
“I think we’re going to have to ride share more often,” he thought to himself as he crossed the threshold of the lobby, smiling as he made his way in.
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