I Could Make a Living Loving You { Supernova & swiggy3000 }
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				Title: <strong>I Could Make a Living Loving You { Supernova &amp; swiggy3000 }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Supernova</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 02:03:30</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i1227.photobucket.com/albums/ee424/LittleSweetStarberry/hold_me_by_suicide_bee.jpg)</div><br>Samantha O'Connell was sitting in some fancy restaurant talking about a movie with her agent. People were all whispering around her and it was getting on her nerves. Her latest fling had ended almost five months ago and she was sick of people still talking about it. A young girl walked up her with a picture and pen in her hand. Sam smiled at the girl and asked for her name. She loved seeing kid's eyes light up whenever she signed autographs for them. A few flashes from a camera made Samantha glare over at another table. She knew who was over there and what they were doing. God, could she really not get away from these people? The woman pushed her plate back and excused herself from the table she was sitting at. Her agent looked at her like she was insane but this was typical of the starlet.<br><br>She found herself at the bar, leaning over it slightly. Her skirt came up a bit but nothing showed. Too bad. That would have made a good picture. Sam ordered herself a drink and she pretty much chugged it down. If she was going to deal with this all night, she was going to need a few more before going back. She had ordered another one when a man walked up and stood at the bar beside her. He was rather cute. Sam gave him a small smile, her shyness coming out. After licking her lips, she checked the guy out while he wasn't looking. Oh yeah. He was hot. The alcohol in her system and the serious lack of good sex had her wondering if she could talk this guy into going in the bathroom with her. Her drink arrived and she sipped on this one. She needed to get his attention somehow. Spill her drink? No. Too obvious. He turned and looked at her, causing her to fiercely blush. "Uhh. Hi. I'm Sam." She put her hand out for him to shake. Man, she was awkward.<br><br>"Could I buy you a drink?" Samantha asked, trying to seem more confident. Surely a man wouldn't turn down a drink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I Could Make a Living Loving You { Supernova &amp; swiggy3000 }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>swiggy3000</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 02:40:05</strong>
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				Michael Ramsey should have had the world in his hands right now. He stood at 6'0'' with brown hair and blue eyes. He was told by many a woman that he was devilishly handsome. He had a fairly good body, he wasn't weight lifter strong but he certainly looked decent. He was only 23 years old to boot. But still his career wasn't quite going as he had planned. He had been able to get a few jobs but he had still yet to hit it off. That was why he was at this bar tonight. He needed a few stiff drinks. <br><br>He walked towards the bar and stopped for a second. He couldn't help but admire the woman's ass for a second. It was just too bad he couldn't see any more of it. Oh well maybe he should talk to her, no he wasn't in the mood for it tonight. He wasn't going to deal with the rejection or trying to get her number. So he walked up to the bar to order his drink when he heard the woman next to him say something. <br><br>He voice wasn't exactly firm. It came out as a squeak actually. He looked her over though. Well damn the front was just as good as the rear. If she was trying to come on to him he wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. At least not with one this pretty. Now had she been about 40 pounds heavier there would be no goddamn way. But this one would work out very nicely. <br><br>"Sure...but let's make it a bit of a game. What do you think I was going to order?" he asked smirking at her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: I Could Make a Living Loving You { Supernova &amp; swiggy3000 }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Supernova</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 19:22:01</strong>
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				Oh no. She hadn't been expecting a game. Samantha bit her lower lip as she tried to think of what a man like him might order. Her eyes gazed over him slowly, carefully as she tried to size him up. Blue eyes looked up at him and she shrugged. "No idea. Figure it would be something stiff though. It'll burn your throat but make you feel all warm inside. You look like you've had a rough couple of days." A small smirk played at the corner of her pale, glossy lips. Sam wasn't usually this outspoken with people. Oh well. She sipped on her drink and turned so he could see her full on. She was dressed in a black strapless top and matching skirt with five inch heels that had ribbons tied around her calves. Long brunette hair was down and she wore little makeup on her face. "So, can I buy your liquid courage or shall I just pay for mine and go?"<br><br>Samantha was playing with him. She had seen men like him before and something about them always turned her on, especially when they were frustrated with their lives. Those were the fun ones to play with. Taking another drink, she looked over towards the table she had been at to see her agent gone. Oh well. He would call her back tomorrow afternoon. He knew she was out to drink her problems away. Too bad the paparazzi that was on her tail decided to stay. Sam rolled her eyes as she gulped down the rest of her drink and ordered another one. The woman dropped her phone and she bent over to pick it up. The way she bent over gave Michael a perfect view up her skirt to see a rather damp piece of cloth that was her red thong. She stood back up, blushing heavily as she did. Her eyes met his for a moment but she quickly looked back at the bar to find a new drink in front of her. Sam sipped it and then asked for a plain soda. She didn't want to get too drunk or look too easy in front of Michael. "If you didn't hear me before, I'm Samantha." She put her hand out for him to shake.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I Could Make a Living Loving You { Supernova &amp; swiggy3000 }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>swiggy3000</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 19:29:58</strong>
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				He laughed a bit inwardly. She wasn't exactly the smoothest woman that he had ever met. In fact she was far from it. But she was trying and that counted for something. She did know how to do one thing though, she knew how to turn him on. There was no way she dropped her cell by accident but hell he wasn't going to care about that. At least not when he was able to see that bright red thing of hers. Had they been alone or had he known her better he would have squeezed that tight ass just a bit. He smiled as he heard her name. This was going to be too easy for him. But hell if he meant he'd get to see that ass naked then it was worth it. <br><br>He shook her hand. "Pleasure to meet you Samantha. I'm Michael. You were also right before I was looking for a stiff drink. My preference is tequila or anything with tequila in it. You also seem to be in the same boat as myself. I'm guessing more so because you don't see women down drinks like that unless they need something to take the edge off" he said smirking at her. He looked directly into her eyes. Damn she seemed familiar. But he didn't think he knew any women named Samantha. Oh well it would come to him. "So what do you do Sam?" he asked. Maybe that would get his memory going. 
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				Post by: <strong>Supernova</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 19:41:50</strong>
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				She blushed as he shook her hand. "Lovely to meet you Michael." Sam looked back at her drink and shrugged. "Everyone needs to take the edge off every now and again." Her eyes scanned his for a moment before he asked what she did. Her jaw nearly dropped to the floor. As she got an idea, she smirked at him. "Guess what I do." Samantha sat back and stirred her drink with her finger, licking the clear liquid off once she was done. It couldn't be that hard to recognize her. Sure, she wasn't in some gown or screaming as some serial killer came after her, but she still looked the same. "I'll give you a hint; Addiction." It was the name of the film that made her famous. She had been fifteen pounds skinnier then because the role had been that of a heroin user. That role had gotten her noticed quickly and soon everyone wanted to book her. She had only been sixteen when the movie came out.<br><br>Sam took a drink from her soda as she looked at Michael. Would he figure it out? Surely he did. Her latest movie had been a horror film where the audience got to see her naked, riding a guy right before he got killed. The usual "sex" scene from horror movies of course. Samantha bit her lip and was tempted to show him. She had moved closer to him, whispering so no one else would hear her. "If you don't know, I can give you another hint but you'll have to follow me out of here." Her eyes flickered over to the restrooms and back to him. She knew the doors locked from the inside and they would have plenty of wall for him to pin her against. Samantha picked up her mixed drink and finished it off. His drink had arrived as well and she pulled a fifty from the side of her skirt. It was all the cash she had on her but that didn't matter. She paid the bartender and told him to keep the change. Right now she was more focused on Michael and what his answer might be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: I Could Make a Living Loving You { Supernova &amp; swiggy3000 }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>swiggy3000</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 19:49:16</strong>
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				He smiled at her. "Now what do you do..." he asked no on in particular. He looked at her. Damn she was teasing him now and he knew it. No one could just drink something like that and make it look THAT sexy. When she said Addiction he got it. Holy shit he was talking to Samantha fucking O'Connell. Hot damn and she was coming onto him. It did take him a moment to get it though. She looked more grown up now and she wasn't all skin and bones. He was about to say that he knew who she was when she spoke again. <br><br>"You know what...I don't think that I know" he said downing his drink very quickly. He wasn't going to be one to not give into the ladies request. "You do seem familiar but it's just not coming to me, sorry" he said feigning ignorance. "So how about you lead the way out of here. Because I really need that hint and it's going to kill me if I can't come up with what your job is. Ummm do you help recovering addicts?" he asked lying through his teeth. He was a great liar and he knew she wouldn't catch onto him. 
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				Post by: <strong>Supernova</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 20:03:37</strong>
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				Samantha giggled at him when he asked if she helped recovering addicts. At least this was going to get fun. Looking around, she grabbed his hand and dragged him off towards the bathroom. Once she was sure no one saw them, Sam pulled Michael in behind her and locked the door. Her cheeks were a fierce pink as she touched the hem of her shirt. This was not the time to get nervous. Men had seen her naked before so there was nothing to worry about. She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the sink. "Do these look familiar?" Perky breasts, B cup with soft pink nipples that were beginning to harden as they stood in the cool bathroom. Even if he didn't guess who she was, Samantha still wanted to fuck him. The alcohol in her system was clouding her judgment. That and the fact that it had been too long since something beside her fingers had been inside of her. <br><br>She walked up to him, heels clicking against the floor as she did, and her face moved next to his. She rubbed her chest against his own and whimpered softly in his ear. "I've never done anything like this before. Maybe you could teach me a thing or two." The thing she was really worried about was her moaning. If he was good, she would be screaming and everyone would know. She looked over her shoulder at her shirt. They could use that as a gag or he could shut her up with his hand over her mouth. Either way, the actress was getting more turned on by the second. A dull throbbing between her legs made her whisper to him again. "I know you saw how wet I was when I bent over earlier. Do you think you could make me wetter, maybe even make me forget my own name?" Sam knew it was the alcohol talking for her now but she didn't care. This was exciting and she liked it. Her head moved and she was now looking in his eyes as she rubbed her chest against his again. "Please Michael?" She whispered as she leaned in and licked his lower lip with the tip of her tongue.
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				Post by: <strong>swiggy3000</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 20:50:48</strong>
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				Damn, how much had this woman been drinking? He had never read about Samantha acting like this in any of the tabloids. But whatever he was just going to go with it. When she took off her shirt he just smiled at her. "Oh my god you're Samantha O'Connell!?" he said acting as surprised as you could. Well it looked like he was going to get to fuck the latest hollywood starlet. How the hell had he gotten so lucky? His cock was nice and hard now. He was going to make her scream bloody murder like she did in so many of her movies.<br><br>He moved his hands to her beasts and started playing with her nipples. This girl wanted him and that was the greatest feeling in the world. Ah alcohol making even 'classy' women like her ready to fuck the nearest guy. "I'm sure you haven't done anything like this and I'll teach you a lot. But first things first....lets lose this" he said moving his hands under her skirt and yanking her thong down. Shit this girl was wet. There was no way that he'd be able to mess this up now. He started taking off his shirt, showing off his well toned body. He undid his pants, leaving him in a pair of boxers with his erection sticking out. He moved closer to her and started kissing her neck. "I'll make this a night you'll never forget" he said. 
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				Post by: <strong>Supernova</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 21:07:40</strong>
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				Oh dear lord in Heaven. She whimpered at the feeling of his hands on her breasts. Her back arched as he pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers. She blushed heavily at his words and even more when he pulled her thong down. Samantha stepped out of them and stood in awe at the man before her. He was built to hold someone like her against a wall. Her head tilted to the side, leaving her neck fully exposed to Michael. His kisses made her body shiver with anticipation. Fingernails ran vertical up his sides and they left red marks in their wake. She had a thing for scratching and Michael was going to learn that the fun way. She couldn't wait to dig her nails into his back. <br><br>Samantha put her hands on his hips and pulled him back with her until she was shoved up against the wall and he was pinning her there. "Mmm. Michael... I need you inside of me." Those three drinks had really caught up to her now. Everything had a nice fuzzy feeling to it and she bit his shoulder softly while he left kisses on her neck. Her fingers got lost in his hair at the nape of his neck and she moaned softly. She really hoped that no one could hear them outside. Hands moved from his neck to his chest and she pushed him back so she could see his face. Samantha looked into his eyes for a moment before she pushed her lips against his in a rough kiss. A moan escaped into the kiss as she licked his lips, wanting entrance into his mouth. When he gave it to her, she explored him and sucked his lower lip into her mouth so she could nibble on it gently. Sam let him go and giggled softly. "You taste good."
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				Post by: <strong>swiggy3000</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 21:21:29</strong>
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				How many drinks had this woman had tonight? He had never seen a woman act like this without being wasted although she seemed to have her wits about her. How horny was she? He really needed to stop thinking about this though. He just wanted to lose himself in the pleasure. Damn she had some sharp nails, just like a cat in heat. "Oh Samantha trust me I'll be inside of you soon enough" he said. He started tickling her inner thigh with his fingers and in one quick motion he stuck his fingers inside of her. His cock would get wet soon enough he just wanted to tease her first. <br><br>He started kissing her more passionately. "So you really don't do this often? Why don't I believe that? You're just a little slut aren't you? Oh well I don't care because I get to fuck Samantha O'Connell" he said in a deep masculine voice. He wanted her to scream for him. He was going to make her scream. His fingers went deeper and deeper into her. She was so wet. He started using his thumb to play with her clit. 
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				Post by: <strong>Supernova</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 21:37:51</strong>
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				Samantha whimpered his name as he stuck his fingers deep into her. She lifted her leg up so he had better access to her wet core. Her eyes closed as she moaned and writhed beneath him. Cheeks went hot as he called her a little slut but hearing him say that also turned her on more. Her hips started moving, craving more than just his fingers to grind on. "I am a little slut Michael. I'm your dirty little slut tonight."<br><br>As soon as he started rubbing her clit, she started squirming even more. Her breathing got faster and almost turned to panting as she felt herself getting close. Her moans were louder and high pitched as she grew closer to her first orgasm. If he could do this to her with just his fingers, Samantha grinned at the thought of how many time she would see stars tonight. Her right hand found his cock and she started to jack him off slowly as he fingered her. Sam's mouthed open wide and her body began to shake. He could feel her wall tightening around his fingers. "Oh Michael!" She screamed his name louder than she meant to as she saw stars before her eyes. Never had an orgasm been this amazing.<br><br>Her hand worked him a bit more before she dropped to her knees. Lucky for her, it just looked like she was wanting to return the favor and not like her knees had just given out. Samantha looked up at him as she kissed the head of his cock. Her tongue swirled all around the head as she got a good taste of him. She winked at him before she took him into her mouth. The actress sucked him like a professional. She wasn't the best at deep throating but her hand worked what wouldn't fit in her mouth. "Please Michael? Fuck me. Make me scream. Make the whole restaurant hear me screaming your name." God she wanted this, she needed it.
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				Post by: <strong>swiggy3000</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 05:51:11</strong>
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				Michael couldn't believe this girl. Sure he had magic fingers but even they didn't make a woman act like this so quick. He moaned when her soft fingers started holding onto his cock. She was a screamer and that's just how he liked them. There was nothing like someone who made sure that everyone around knew what they were doing. He was her eyes go into a dazed look and he stopped what he was doing and admired her. There was just something about a girls orgasm face that was so cute to him. <br><br>He thought she had lost it for a second when she fell to the ground. But then it became obvious what she was doing and he started to moan. Damn was this woman a prostitute on the side? He didn't know where she had learned to use her mouth like that but his heart was racing and he was starting to lose it. He had to keep himself from cumming. He was breathing heavier and heavier. He licked his lips. Then she stopped and he looked down in disbelief. He just nodded his head yes. <br><br>He wrapped his arms around her and picked her up. "Honey when I'm through with you you're going to forget your name" he whispered and kissed her neck. She was light enough so it was easy to maneuver her pussy to his cock. Without saying another word he entered her hard and fast. He held her tight to him so she wouldn't fall.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Supernova</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 22:07:52</strong>
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				Her legs wrapped around him as he picked her up. She looked down, biting her lower lip, as she watched him enter her hard and fast. Samantha moaned out "fuck" as she got used to feeling him inside of her. Arms were draped on his shoulders and her hands were linked behind his neck. She looked up at her eyes met his as she started to move her hips up and down. Her lips parted and a breathy moan escaped her. Samantha could not believe it. Here she was fucking a stranger and bareback no less! Oh who the fuck cared. She needed something like this to get her out of the slump she had been in. Her hands unlinked so she could run her nails all over his shoulders and neck. Leaning forward, she put her lips on his ear and whispered to him. "Fuck me against the wall." She moaned softly in his ear before she nibbled on his earlobe. Her teeth moved from his earlobe and down his neck. There she nipped, licked, and kissed between moans. As they fucked, Sam noticed that she was sobering up a bit faster than she wanted to. Even so, she kept up her dirty talk in his ear to tease him. All those nights of watching porn with her ex were finally playing off. After all, she was an actress and at the moment, she was putting on a good show for Michael. He probably couldn't even tell that as she sobered up, she was starting to panic. All her body language said was "keep fucking me" and her face was overcome with lust and passion.
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				Post by: <strong>swiggy3000</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 05:34:58</strong>
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				Michael just smiled and moved her over to the cool bathroom tile. "Your wish is my command you slut" he said moving faster and faster. She was a hundred times better than the girl he got last week. She was totally into him and what he was doing to her. He moved even faster although he did feel a bit of pain as she scratched his back. He winced but didn't let it stop him. "Jesus do you do this with every fucking guy. I bet you do. Who know the biggest actress in Hollywood loved to be fucked in the bathroom" he said. <br><br>He could feel and orgasm coming over him but he wanted to delay it for as long as possible. "You sure you're not a porn star because you sure as hell fuck like one" he said smirking at her. He was moving her into the wall a little bit as he fucked her. Oh she was going to have bruises and she wasn't going to sit right for a week. 
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