The Starlett (Lips and Thorns & Marlow)
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				Title: <strong>The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 21:26:14</strong>
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				<strong><em>January 22nd 2010</em></strong><br><br>Robert McKenna was a rich man. Chief share-holder of StarPower Records (he never wanted the position of CEO) and the manager of Kimberly King, the richest 17 year old in the world, he led a good life. However, today, he was angry. <br><br>He had just finished filing the papers to get that fuckball Jonas fired, and he’d have his ‘assistant’ ensure he stayed quiet. All that was left to deal with was Miss King. She had really screwed up this time. Of all the men in this company, and she had to choose Jonas?<br><br>The man was a womanizing shitball. Robert should know he was the same at the boy’s age. He’d seduce her, fuck her, and then brag to EVERYONE, and that kind of shit couldn’t go. Kimberly should know better. <br><br>He had waited until her song was done. They were in New York doing a plug for her new album on Letterman’s show. He had flown out with her, he always did. The song went off without a hitch, the fans loved her, and he knew the record sales would be through the roof. <br><br>He pushed back the knots of backstage workers as he weaseled through the narrow halls until he made it to Kimberly’s dressing room. It was emblazoned with ‘KING’ on a small plaque. <br><br>If he wasn’t so angry he might have heard the stifled moans coming from her room. If he wasn’t so angry he may have knocked. That didn’t happen. He gripped the handle and twisted it with unnecessary vigour and swung the door open. <br><br>The room was large, on the scale of dressing rooms, with a makeup booth and a small lounge. Slamming the door behind him, he looked around for her, yelling: “Do you have any idea how badly you’ve screwed up?” <br><br>He didn’t see her sitting on the couch right away, skirt hiked up around her waist, her panties wet with arousal as she buried her fingers in her cunt. When he did, he paused, momentarily taken aback. It only lasted a moment, though. He knew how to handle himself well. <br><br>Ignoring her revealed state, he glared at her: “Jonas, really? Out of all the men, you went for Jonas?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 22:54:16</strong>
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				(http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s229/DullMind/1278425160318.jpg?t=1293822415)<br><br>Kimberly King was a rich woman.&nbsp; Her parents liked to remind her she was just a kid, but Kim didn't believe that for a second.&nbsp; She hadn't been a kid for a long time, not since the talent competitions started coming along, she started schooling on the road.&nbsp; And certainly not since her name blew up.&nbsp; She'd been in the national spotlight for about five years, touring, recording, filming, doing promos.&nbsp; You didn't get to be a kid while you were doing that.&nbsp; It was silly to have regrets giving the life she got to lead, but maybe she had a couple.<br><br>One had been getting worse, ever since puberty.&nbsp; She'd gotten famous as a slender stick of a preteen and America had watched her become a young woman.&nbsp; Her manager liked to remind her that there was nothing they could do about what people said on the Internet or the media, America loved a hot teen star.&nbsp; But he also reminded her they didn't have to hand out the ammunition.&nbsp; Unlike some of her famous friends, Kim had never dated a star, never leaked any racy photos.&nbsp; In fact she'd never dated at all.&nbsp; It was better for her career Robert said, her parents said.&nbsp; She saw the pictures of her friends in the tabloids and on the Web and understood why.<br><br>Maybe it was just because of that, all these years of having to ignore boys.&nbsp; Or maybe, Kim sometimes thought, there was something different about her.&nbsp; For whatever reason, the older Kim got the stronger and more frequently her sexual thoughts came.&nbsp; the more she found herself distracted by thoughts or sensations.&nbsp; The more frustrating she found it to have men and boys hitting on her all the time and have to brush them off.&nbsp; <br><br>She'd only given in once, really, to these feelings, given in all the way.&nbsp; It was what she was thinking about right now, in the flush of hormones from the performance.&nbsp; National TV, a big audience, it still gave her a rush and a case of nerves, and now after it was over, well it was kind of like after sex.&nbsp; She could say that now.&nbsp; In the dressing room, still caked in the stage makeup, a sheen of sweat starting to break through it all, Kim laid back on the brown leather couch.&nbsp; Her legs were spread, just as they had been the other night.&nbsp; Her panties pushed to one side, she a finger in and out of her pussy, remembering what it had felt like to have sex, to hae a man inside of her.&nbsp; It was driving her crazy, she couldn't replicate it really, but she had to try, take advantage of these few moments of alone time she was granted.<br><br>When the door slammed shut, Kim's eyes flew open in alarm.&nbsp; She sat up quickly, pulling her fingers from herself.&nbsp; Her panties still lay askew, her ivory legs parted as she sat up and started at Robert, feeling frozen.&nbsp; His words only added to her confusion as he didn't reference what he saw but instead what were here innermost thoughts.&nbsp; "Wh-, what?" she stammered, reaching down to pull her glittering gold skirt over her snatch and pressing her legs together.&nbsp; Her hair was disheveled and her flush showed through her concealer.&nbsp; "Oh, Jonas," she said weakly realizing Robert knew.&nbsp; Somehow he knew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 23:25:19</strong>
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				“Yes, Jonas,” he continued, angrily. He had no time to really think about what she had been doing, although somewhere in the back of his mind he was dwelling on it. “I know what happened last night. In fact I know in damn fine detail as he was telling anyone who’d listen: ‘I got to pop her cherry. I took it slow at first, but man did she want it, got to bend her over the fucking counter in her hotel room.’ Do you have any idea how damaging that could be?<br><br>“He could sell the story to some tabloid paper, make a clean anonymous buck and your career would never be the same. Thank god I ensured he’d stay quiet. I had to pay him out of my own damn pocket!” He had moved in to the room now, standing on the opposite side of the coffee table that sat in front of the couch, looking down at Kim.<br><br>“And all because you couldn’t keep your libido in check! Just look at you, Kimberly! You couldn’t have waited until you were back in the hotel room? What if I was a stage hand coming in to check on the room? Wouldn’t that be a story: ‘You’ll never guess what I just saw! Kimberly King fucking herself on the couch!’”<br><br>He was done, his arms crossed and entire body looming above her. “What on Earth made you do something so stupid, Kim?” he asked, finally, letting his arms drop to his side. His anger had left him and he just stood there looking down at her, a disappointed look in his eyes.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 23:35:40</strong>
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				Kimberly managed to arrange herself so she wasn't exposed at least.&nbsp; But she was keenly aware of the sticky juices coating two of her fingers.&nbsp; She tried to subtly wipe them on the couch, not looking down and thus not realizing she was leaving a shiny streak on the leather.<br><br>Emotions battled inside her.&nbsp; She was angry at Jonas, for running off and telling.&nbsp; She was angry at herself - she had known he wasn't some boy in love with her who was going to be careful about that stuff.&nbsp; He was just someone who approached her at the point she couldn't tell herself no anymore.&nbsp; It had been hot, about as good as she had hoped for despite the discomfort of her first time.&nbsp; But it hadn't taken away her lust, only added more fuel to the fire.<br><br>"I'm sorry, Robert, I'm sorry," she began to babble, looking like the 17 year old she was, embarrassed and ashamed at his apparent disappointment.&nbsp; She didn't even know what to address, Jonas or what he'd just caught her doing.&nbsp; "Just something got into me, it won't happen again.&nbsp; I should have thought more about it but I just ... " She didn't know what to say.&nbsp; Admit how horny she'd been and that Jonas had said all the right dirty words?&nbsp; Better to move on.&nbsp; "Nobody ever comes in while I'm changing, I thought it was okay," she said convincingly at first, and growing sheepish at the end.&nbsp; She started up at her manager and mentor with wide eyes.
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				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>31-12-2010, 23:55:22</strong>
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				Robert let out a heavy sigh. He placed his hands on his hips as he looked down at her. “I knew it would happen eventually. You’re young, and you’re so in the spotlight it was inevitable. I’m just worried about you and your career. You’ve been played as America’s sweetheart, and that’s a dangerous place to be.” <br><br>Running his hand through his hair, he nodded, more to himself than to Kimberly, who was trying her best to discreetly wipe her fingers clean of her arousal. Groaning as he sat himself in a leather chair that was near him, he nodded again. <br><br>“You need to be careful about how you deal with yourself, Kimberly, or it’s going to become a serious problem. I can’t clean up after you all the time. <em>You</em> need to be more careful about how you relieve yourself, and for God’s sake please don’t pull that kind of stunt with Jonas again. If you absolutely <em>need</em> a man around to sate your libido than make damn sure he won’t talk. Hire an escort, I can give you a number…” he let his disapproval show. She was America’s little girl, and she damn well shouldn’t be having this kind of problem. <br><br>“Now get changed. You wanted to see New York, right?”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 00:15:45</strong>
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				Kim's face grew redder and redder as he spoke.&nbsp; A male escort!&nbsp; Her mind reeled at what sort of image Robert must have of her.&nbsp; Then again, she didn't have a better solution.&nbsp; He was right, so right, she couldn't sleep around like this without getting all over the magazines, and she knew the company wouldn't like that.&nbsp; It wasn't her image.&nbsp; An escort could ... no, she couldn't.<br><br>"It's not like that, Robert," she said, sounding a bit shocked.&nbsp; "It's not a problem, trust me.&nbsp; I'll just ... " she was going to say she'd be more careful but that was like telling him she was going to finger herself again.&nbsp; Too embarrassing.&nbsp; "It's just hard, to always be thinking about all this.&nbsp; I'm lucky I have you."&nbsp; She gave Robert a plaintive little smile, wondering just what exactly he did to 'shut Jonas up'.&nbsp; The idea that he had been talking about their sex ... it kind of turned her on.&nbsp; But she pushed that thought away, hard, squirming on the couch as she tried to sit up straight.&nbsp; But her panties were still pushed to the side and the feel was distracting her.<br><br>"I definitely want to do New York, yeah," she said trying to focus and smile cheerily.&nbsp; That was her job wasn't it?&nbsp; Looking cute, smiling, acting nice.&nbsp; Not thinking about sex.
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				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 23:42:09</strong>
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				Robert pinched the bridge of his nose in consternation. Kimberly was trying to appease him. She needed him to forgive her, to let her off the hook for what she did. “Just… be more careful.”<br><br>Getting up from his chair, he made his way over to Kimberly. Taking her hands in his –inadvertently getting her sex juices on his palm- he pulled her up from where she sat. <br><br>“Don’t think too much about it, alright? Let’s just go have some fun.” Patting her shoulders, he smiled down at her before moving to the door. “I’ll wait outside, come out when you’re changed.” <br><br>Once out the door, he looked down the halls. Not seeing anyone, his grin turned more malicious. Looking down at his palm, the one with Kimberly’s cum, he smeared it between his fingers. Laughing, he wiped it off on his pant-leg.<br><br>“You coming?” he called back in to the change room.
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				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 19:02:46</strong>
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				Kim stared down at her hand in his, a bit freaked out, but didn't say anything.&nbsp; She smiled and put on a cheery face and nodded along.&nbsp; "Okay, sounds great, I'll just be a few."&nbsp; You didn't get to be a national star without knowing how to fake your way through something, and you didn't get to be a family favorite without being able to seem cheery and happy and innocent.<br><br>As soon as Robert went outside though Kim stared dejectedly into the mirror at herself.&nbsp; Reaching down she quickly stripped off the skirt from her performance, finally adjusting her panties over her once wet crotch.&nbsp; Hurrying, feeling Robert's presence outside the changing room she put on a more reasonable outfit for seeing the city, a pair of designer jeans, low heeled boots.&nbsp; She changed out of her strapless bra from the show into a more comfortable satin one and an embroidered blouse.&nbsp; She pulled a zip up sweat shirt over it all and did her best to fix her hair and make up.&nbsp; At Robert's yell though she just finished up.&nbsp; She couldn't bear to disappoint him any more, or make him wonder what she was doing.<br><br>"I'm right here," she said, slipping out of the changing room door.&nbsp; Someone would take care of her things, she didn't even think about it, that's what being a star was about.&nbsp; "Where to?"
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				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 20:27:22</strong>
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				<em><strong>February 22nd 2010</strong></em><br><br>Robert sat idly talking to some young up-and-coming actress, a Black Russian in his hand. He had been working the room, looking for any potential gold-mines he could snatch away from his competition. Kimberly was here, too, but she was currently sitting in a corner, legs crossed and looking pissed off. She had been like that for most of the three hours they had been here.<br><br>“So, Mr. McKenna-“ <br><br>“Please, just Robert.”<br><br>“Right, Robert, which side do you think looks better, this one.” She turned to her right, showing her amazing profile. “Or this one.” She turned to her left. Little did she know the constant twisting had made her dress ride up high on her hip, and he could spot the ghost of black lace panties hidden away in the shadow. <br><br>Smiling, looking pointedly at the state of her dress, he said: “Definitely the left one.”<br><br>That caused the young starlet to blush fiercely, and she sheepishly rearranged her dress. “Robert, I’m only 19.” Despite her words, the way she opened herself to him, her legs ever-so-slightly spread and her attention solely on him, he knew she’d be interested. <br><br>Robert just laughed. “What? Oh, I see, you think I’m…? Interesting.” His faked ignorance just made Rebecca blush more deeply. <br><br>“Well you’ve got my office number, call me if you’ve come to a decision,” Robert said with an easy smile, patting the exposed skin of her thigh lightly as he got up. “I need to go do some damage control, it looks like.” <br><br>He left the girl with a damn good proposition. He definitely knew Rebecca could make a decent career on her looks alone, but given some acting lessons and she could really break out big. Her manager, a Mr. Mossan, was mid-level. He couldn’t take her any further than she already had gotten. Robert could. <br><br>Plus, the idea of having her around his office, clearly interested in a more carnal relationship, got his blood running. <br><br>He didn’t go directly to Kimberly, instead meandering in a round-about way to where she sat. When he was finally in front of her, he just gave her a look as he drank from his drink. <br><br>“What’s the problem?” he asked at length, moving to sit down beside her. 
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				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 20:40:23</strong>
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				Kim certainly had been sitting in one spot for the entire party, legs crossed.&nbsp; One of the reasons was Robert.&nbsp; Well, Robert, and Howie.&nbsp; Howie was an actor who had his own series, had blown up pretty big lately.&nbsp; And he was cute.&nbsp; It was only natural that Kimberly would want to talk to him.&nbsp; That's what you did at parties, wasn't it?&nbsp; But she was under no uncertain orders, as she always was, to stay clear of Howie, any of those boy stars really.&nbsp; Bad press, Robert always told her.&nbsp; Don't feed the tabloids.<br><br>And so Kim's options were to talk to a bunch of horribly boring adults who thought they were so important because of their boring jobs pushing papers around or taking pictures, or to sit here and sulk.&nbsp; Sulk and sneak drinks from whichever waiters were willing to hand her one.&nbsp; There were a few cute waiters.&nbsp; Robert hadn't mentioned anything about them.<br><br>There was another reason she was sitting here with her legs crossed however.&nbsp; That had to do with what was between her legs.&nbsp; She was also under no uncertain orders to get her ... problem under control.&nbsp; Kim had not touched herself in that kind of way for weeks.&nbsp; She didn't want to risk another incident.&nbsp; But it seemed that was only making the problem worse.&nbsp; She was already aroused just getting dressed for the party.&nbsp; Now sitting here all evening trying to catch glimpses of Howie and flirting with the waiters ... it had only gotten worse and she didn't really dare get up, or to move her legs.&nbsp; <br><br>The trouble was sitting like this had only led to her steadily pulsing her thigh muscles, making for a rather pleasant feeling of its own.&nbsp; That had made the problem worse.&nbsp; Kim was flushed, not just from the drink, and feeling more desperate than ever.&nbsp; She smiled distractedly as company executives came up for a few words, her eyes seeking out something a bit prettier to look at and think about.&nbsp; <br><br>The third reason she sat and sulked, well it was that slutty little redhead Robert was talking to.&nbsp; Everyone knew the girl couldn't act, and they'd had to dub in her singing parts in her last movie.&nbsp; But Robert was all over her like she was the Second Coming.&nbsp; Jealousy and desperation fought in Kim's stomach.&nbsp; With her ... problems, maybe Robert was planning to move on.&nbsp; Find someone who wouldn't let him down, whose career was more stable ...<br><br>Kim looked up at him with a piercing glare as he finally decided to come see what she, his biggest money maker, was doing.&nbsp; "Oh there's no problem," she snapped in an icy voice.&nbsp; "Why don't you go back to Miss Funbags?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 21:04:33</strong>
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				Robert narrowed his gaze as Kim shot him a nasty look and spat out a few ill-chosen words. He didn’t miss a beat, though, like always. <br><br>“No, if I stick around too much she’ll think I’m desperate for a new client. She can make a good addition to the company. Flirting is a good way to get them interested.” <br><br>He took another sip, looking over Kimberly. She wore a pleasant white cocktail dress that wrapped around her slender, athletic frame. It was perfectly presentable and expected of the clean young starlet. Her attitude, however, wasn’t. <br><br>When he saw how her thighs shifted and rubbed slowly against each other, and the flushed look she had on her face, he realized then what the problem was. <br><br>“You’re horny,” he said in an accusatory tone. “When was the last time you relieved yourself? You can’t just sit there hot and bothered all night. Someone is going to notice, put the moves on, and do you really think you’ll turn them down? Especially if it’s Howie?”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 21:33:34</strong>
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				His comments about the other little starlet got him nothing but a heated stare.&nbsp; Normally she wouldn't have dared.&nbsp; She knew he was probably right, but tonight that just added to the irritation.&nbsp; The alcohol was flowing through her unaccustomed blood stream and it felt good to vent.<br><br>The rest of his words though elicited a shocked gasp.&nbsp; How could he see so clearly what was going on.&nbsp; Kim panicked, thinking what he would do now, what he would say.&nbsp; Was it so obvious that everyone already knew?&nbsp; What was wrong with her.<br><br>"I haven't ... done that!" she said in a shocked whisper.&nbsp; She glanced around, leaning towards him as she craned her head up and spoke.&nbsp; She didn't dare get up right now.&nbsp; "You told me I shouldn't, i thought it would just ... go away."&nbsp; She blushed fiercer at his mention of Howie, glancing in the direction she thought he was in.&nbsp; That only led to more thoughts, thoughts that weren't helping her problem.&nbsp; Her anger at Robert started to dissolve as she considered that he was right, she couldn't talk with someone like Howie in the state she was in.&nbsp; It was all her fault, she just couldn't stop being like this.
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				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 22:10:18</strong>
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				“No, I told you to be more careful,” Robert retorted, whispering back at her. “You can’t just ignore your problems and hope they’ll go away, Kimberly.<br><br>“Now let’s go.” He was standing, grabbing her hand in his. He wasn’t forceful or rough, but he guided her through the maze of people with a clear purpose. He stopped at the small bar. <br><br>Pointing down the hall, he gave her a look. “Go to the washroom, get yourself off, and come back when you’re in a more approachable ‘Kimberly King’ mood. I’ll make sure no one goes in.”<br><br>He’d wait for a few minutes so it didn’t look like he was following her. He made himself a weak rum and coke to mask why he was at the bar. Then, when he figured it was safe, he walked down the hall to the washroom. <br><br>He rapped on it three times. “I’m standing out here, no one’ll come in. Now, hurry it up.”
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				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 22:33:56</strong>
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				Kim lurched to her feet in surprise as he pulled her up.&nbsp; She felt more exposed standing, feeling the heat of her crotch meeting the cool air which slipped under her dress.&nbsp; Each step as he pulled her along she felt her thighs brushing together and the sway of her rear.<br><br>This is it, she thought to herself, he's done with me.&nbsp; He's taking me out of the party, everyone will be talking.&nbsp; Instead she looked around in surprise as he stopped at the bar, pointing down a small hallway.<br><br><em>“Go to the washroom, get yourself off, and come back when you’re in a more approachable ‘Kimberly King’ mood."</em><br><br>Kimberly stared at him in open mouthed surprise.&nbsp; He had to be kidding, right?&nbsp; The look he leveled at her made clear though that he meant every word.&nbsp; Counting her blessings that he wasn't just dragging her out to the car, Kim turned on her low heel and hurried down the hall, her mind reeling, trying to catch up with what was happening.<br><br>His request seemed outrageous, but Kim knew Robert never did anything outrageous.&nbsp; He was always careful, too careful she thought.&nbsp; The more she pondered it the more it made sense - he was afraid she would do or say something stupid in the state she was in, and she felt like she could.&nbsp; She remembered the way Jonas had rubbed his hand up and down her arm as she talked, and how easy it had been to let him do more.&nbsp; Kim paced back and forth in the luxurious restroom, wringing her hands together.&nbsp; From the moment Robert had told her to 'get off' the burning in her stomach, and elsewhere had increased tenfold.&nbsp; There was nothing she wanted more.&nbsp; It seemed wrong, dirty, to be doing it here in this bathroom with everybody out there.&nbsp; <br><br>But she really wanted to do it.&nbsp; And Robert wanted her to do it, if only to stop her from being such an idiot.&nbsp; And it wasn't like she could go out there and said she hadn't.&nbsp; He'd drag her out of the party.&nbsp; Maybe he'd dump her contract.&nbsp; What could she possibly tell her parents?<br><br>Kim rested her behind against the edge of the counter top, back to the mirror and slowly slid up her dress.&nbsp; Her thighs felt like they could sense every thread passing by they were so sensitive, and when she rubbed her finger tips up and down the crotch of her panties she thought she might pass out.&nbsp; Squeezing her eyes shut, she just did it, what she'd been wanting to do all night.&nbsp; Rubbing back and forth over her already swollen lips, the silk of her panties teased them, parted them.&nbsp; She felt her juices running freely and she moaned, rubbing harder.<br><br>It was hard though.&nbsp; Every noise from outside the door brought her to a lurching stop, terrified of being caught.&nbsp; Every time she opened her eyes she remembered where she was and felt ashamed.&nbsp; Every twitch of her body reminded her of the uncomfortable position she was in.&nbsp; She didn't dare sit on the countertop for fear of her dress, but there was no comfortable way to stand and pleasure herself the way she was used to.<br><br>When Robert banged on the door Kimberly let out a small shriek, coming crashing back to reality once again.&nbsp; She thought her heard would explode in the instant between that rap and his familiar voice.&nbsp; Taking her hand from beneath her dress guiltily she stared at the door.&nbsp; What could she do to not let him down?<br><br>Walking warily to the door, Kim unlatched it and opened it a few inches, glancing to make sure no one was nearby.&nbsp; "I'm sorry, Robert.&nbsp; I can't.&nbsp; Not here."&nbsp; She put a pleading look on her face.&nbsp; He had to understand, didn't he.&nbsp; Her face was even more flushed than before, her lipstick smeared from biting her lip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>02-01-2011, 23:43:06</strong>
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				Robert looked down at her with a strange look. What did she mean she couldn’t do it? Then he realized he was thinking like a man. They could get it off almost anywhere. Women had to be goaded. He sighed, looking to make sure no one was looking at them he pushed her back as he walked in to the spacious bathroom, locking the door behind him.<br><br>“You need to. You can’t be walking around like you are. You’re a ticking time bomb just waiting to blow,” he explained as he crossed his arms across his broad chest. The counter was made of white marble and was cold to the touch. <br><br>Taking off his jacket, he spread it out on the counter. It left him in a made to fit white dress shirt and his tie. <br><br>Walking over to her, her placed his hands on her shoulders and moved her to the counter. “Hold on to my shoulders,” he said as he grabbed her around the waist and lifted her so she sat legs spread, dressed hiked up high on her hips, on his jacket. Backing away, he looked over her, eyes falling on the junction of her thighs where her panties were stained with her arousal. <br><br>“You’ve got to get yourself under control, Kimberly. Now, start again. I want you to orgasm so we can return to the party.” He didn’t move to leave this time. Secretly, he was enjoying this immensely, and the thought of watching Kimberly masturbate for him was thrilling. His gaze was hard and demanding.<br><br>There was no denying that Kimberly was a beautiful girl, one that Robert or any warm-blooded man would love to sleep with. Her blue eyes were sharp and her smile could disarm any man’s anger. Her body was still blossoming, but already she had the curves of a young woman. <br><br>“The longer we’re away the more people will wonder where we went.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 01:11:39</strong>
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				Kimberly backed away as he came into the room, thinking he wanted some private space to have this conversation.&nbsp; She was all for that.&nbsp; The whole thing was humiliating and she was glad she had Robert to discuss it with.<br><br>As he took off his jacket and spread it out on the counter she began to understand he hadn't come in to talk it over.&nbsp; And when he actually hefted her onto the counter she stared at him flabbergasted.&nbsp; She was oblivious, for the moment, to the state of her dress or how she looked perched there.&nbsp; <br><br>Now she began to look particularly flustered, looking away in every direction but at his face.&nbsp; "I, I understand, but you ..." she glanced quickly at him and then away.&nbsp; "You're going to stand there?"&nbsp; The thought of having him watch her in her most humiliated state was horrifying.&nbsp; But the burning in her loins was still there and she could see the sense of his words.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 07:14:21</strong>
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				“Yes I’m going to stand here. That’s my jacket,” he said for a retort, as if it was the soundest logic in the world. <br><br>“You really don’t have any place to complain. You’re the one who’s horny and wet wanting a cock, what does it really matter if I’m here or not?”<br><br>And then something cruel and wonderful was put together in his brilliant mind. He smiled, imperceptive, at the sheer, nasty brilliance of it.<br><br>“And if you don’t do it yourself, I’ll do it for you.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlet (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 17:17:35</strong>
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				Kim's head hung down further with every word of his until she was staring at the floor.&nbsp; Not only because it was so demeaning, but because even listening to him saying the words 'horny' and 'cock' were keeping her turned on.&nbsp; <br><br>His last words, though, shocked her into action.&nbsp; She glanced up hurriedly at him, thinking she had heard him wrong.&nbsp; But he stared back at her, all cool business, looking just like he always did.&nbsp; He was doing this for her own good, she reminded herself, and he just wanted to get it over with.<br><br>Closing her eyes, Kimberly reached down between her legs.&nbsp; If she didn't look at him it wouldn't be so bad, she told herself, pressing her cool hand up between her hot thighs.&nbsp; She didn't know why she was like this, why she needed it, but a near month of not touching herself was driving her crazy, and even here and now with him she found her body reacting to her fingers.&nbsp; She stroked up and down her panties, feeling them slide between her lips, brushing against that sensitive flesh.&nbsp; She gasped&nbsp; a little, pressing her hips upwards, letting her fingers slide down further as her legs spread open.&nbsp; It felt good but she felt the pressure, felt Robert watching, knew he was impatient, that he was right that people would notice soon they were gone.&nbsp; Kim whimpered a little, needing to cum, but not able to take the time she was used to stroking herself to a peak.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 19:58:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robert was quiet as he watched Kimberly tentatively begin to rub her snatch through her plain white panties. She was nervous, but despite herself she began to work toward an orgasm. Yet, she continuously faltered, she'd lose her rhythm, psyche herself out and just extend the entire process. <br><br>He was very much aroused himself, but he hid that from Kimberly. Watching her sitting on his jacket, legs spread wide as she rubbed herself was something he had never really imagined until now, and it was incredible. <br><br>He realized, then, that this would be just the beginning. He wanted to fuck her, and he wanted her to want him to fuck her. He'd have to work to that, though. No worry, though. It was all just a game with a sweet prize for Robert.<br><br>As she whimpered and faltered for what seemed to be the thousandth time, Robert growled and moved forward. <br><br>He grabbed her hand and moved it away from her cunt. Giving her an impatient, dissapointed look, he used his other hand to push her so she leaned against the mirror, inadvertantly pushing her hips toward him.<br><br>"That's not how you do it," he barked, and she'd feel his fingers at her pussy, hooking under her panties, roughly yanking them aside to reveal her glistening snatch, a patch of blonde hair sitting sentinel-like on her mons. <br><br>"Watch and learn, Kimberly," he breathed. He cupped her entire pussy with his rough palm, the heel of his hand pushing up against her lip, his fingers massaging her outer folds. He began to grind his palm in to her clit, changing direction and pressure as his fingers spread her wetness along his hand. <br><br>"A pussy isn't a fragile thing, it's strong and durable, don't treat it like it can break at the drop of a hat." As if to emphasize that point, he let his middle- and fore-finger slip deep in to her cunt. He let them push down on the bottom of her pussy as he pistoned them in and out, his palm applying an equal pressure to her clit. <br><br>"Feel that? Feel how it's like you're getting fucked?" he asked with a nasty teasing voice. Her pelvis was getting pushed back and forth by his exertions, and he knew, from experience, this was a wonderful way to get a woman to a pretty big orgasm. <br><br>To change things up a bit, he let the two fingers pillaging her greedy cunt to shift and curl against her upper wall, his finger tips raking along that spongy little golden strip they call the 'g-spot'.<br><br>His body was close to hers. He was leaning beside her, using his free hand to prop him against the counter. He looked over Kimberly's panting body with a look of complete satisfaction she'd probably misinterpret as his satisfaction with her, not with himself. <br><br>"Now hurry up and cum, Kimberly, so we can get back to the party." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 22:21:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kim had certainly not forgotten his presence, but she had lost track of it a bit with her eyes squeezed shut, all attention on the spot between her legs.&nbsp; And so she was quite startled when Robert suddenly snatched her hand away, leaving her unbalanced, reeling on the counter.&nbsp; He pushed her back, as if just moving her out of his way and she found herself sprawling back against the mirror, looking as flabbergasted as she felt.<br><br>She could see and hear his frustration with her as he took over, just as he had told her he would.&nbsp; She felt embarrassed to have him seeing her like this, touching like this, but more she felt shame at failing so badly as to require it.&nbsp; She tried to stay there, shrinking back against the mirror, out of his way.&nbsp; Her white cocktail dress was a mess now, scrunched up around her body as she sprawled on the counter.&nbsp; Her soft white thighs were parted, just enough to give access to his large rough hand.<br><br>It was nothing like her slender fingers.&nbsp; He used the whole width of his hand, the calloused edges rubbing onto her thighs as he pressed in, his palm seeming to capture the entirety of her pussy in one go.&nbsp; And he used all his strength, grinding against her so that her lips rubbed gainst one another, against his hand, against her clit and against her pubic bone.&nbsp; "Oh ... ohhhh," Kimberly cried out eyes wide with shock at the feel . <br><br>That was only the beginning of her tutorial.&nbsp; Suddenly she was pierced by his fingers, against nothing like her slender wands, but thick and plundering.&nbsp; He was right, it felt like Jonas had inside of her, his cock slender and hard pushing in and out.&nbsp; Now it was her manager's fingers, his whole hand driving against her, sliding her rear along the counter on his jacket with each simple push of his arm.&nbsp; <br><br>It was like he was hardly doing anything, standing there, casually moving his arm as he propped himself up on the counter.&nbsp; But it was doing things to Kimberly's wet eager core that she'd never felt.&nbsp; His fingers scraped along inside of her and he felt her pussy suddenly clench down like a vice.&nbsp; A high keening noise escaped from her throat, not even voiced.<br><br>It was lewd.&nbsp; She'd thought it awfully naughty when she'd touched herself, but this was even more so, her body shoving back and forth on the counter rudely as he ground against her mound with all his strength.&nbsp; Just his one arm was more than a match for her tiny frame and she felt for the first time what it was like to match her feminine self against a man.&nbsp; His words were jeering, nasty, humiliating and she knew she'd invited it all.&nbsp; First by letting Jonas do that to her, and then by not controlling herself.&nbsp; She couldn't fault Robert for thinking she should be spoken to like that, after the way she had acted.&nbsp; Still, she wished, she wished he wouldn't say those words.&nbsp; Wished it almost as much as she wished this mounting orgasm would come and wipe her away.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 04:25:33</strong>
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				Kimberly was being far too squirmy. Every time her hips shifted he’d have to readjust his hand, a momentary pause to his pleasuring of this teen starlet. It was incredibly aggravating. It made the entire process even longer. <br><br>“Stop squirming,” he ordered, pulling his fingers from her cunt, ignoring the stickiness of her arousal as he hopped up on the counter. His strong arms grabbed at her waist and hefted her up so she sat on his one leg which curled around his other. He held her steady with his one hand around her waist, holding her tight to his body, before going back to her cunt with his other. <br><br>He did much the same: his palm grinding against her clit and outer lips while his two fingers stretched and explored her wet, tight depths. <br><br>“Look at how wet you are, Kimberly,” he growled, his lips inches from her ear, blonde locks tickling his neck and cheek. There was a very obvious squelching noise as his fingers spread, stretched and pillaged her cunt and his palm tortured her clit. “Fuck, hear how wet you are.”<br><br>His own arousal was apparent to both him and Kimberly. The way she sat her left ass cheek would feel a very heavy rod poking at the pert orb, and Robert made no attempt to hide it. <br><br>His hand that had been holding her steady against his body travelled up to her chest. Pulling down the dress below Kimberly’s pert breasts, his hand roughly shoved the bra aside, cupping the champagne-glass tit in his palm, pulling, grinding and squeezing at the orb in time with his hand at her cunt.<br><br>“Look how horny you are, Kimberly. Am I going to have to do this every time we go out and you get to dress up? If so, you might as well leave the bra and panties at home. Now hurry up and fucking cum!”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 22:13:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The way Robert picked her up and held her still, she felt like a little girl who wouldn't put her shoes on, or just wouldn't hold still for a haircut.l&nbsp; He dispassionately gripped her in a steady position and went back to work on her pussy, which very clearly did not belong to a little girl.&nbsp; It made obscene wet sounds as he plundered it, his plunging fingers and grinding palm working together to drive her much faster to a much larger peak then she had ever achieved on her own.<br><br>He had handled her dispassionately, perhaps, but the result of his passion was clearly pressing up against Kimberly, making the situation that much more uncomfortable.&nbsp; His voice growled in her ear and it sounded more like sex than anything Kim had ever experienced.&nbsp; Just the sound of him uttering those words drove her closer, muttering about how wet she was, humiliating her with the sounds her cunt made, cajoling her to cum.<br><br>She let out her held breath in a long hiss as Robert pulled her breast free of her dress.&nbsp; She was shocked, this and the feel of his cock making her wonder about his intentions.&nbsp; But as he began to pull and squeeze at it in time with his hand on her crotch, it became clear he was only doing this for her.&nbsp; The sensation of him stretching her breast out was a bit painful, but she knew he was only doing his best, impatient words slipping from his mouth as he urged her to finish.&nbsp; She felt again that she was disappointing him, the way her nipples were swelling condemning her, showing him yet another way how hopelessly horny she was.&nbsp; But though she might have let him down with her shameful lust, she could tell she was not going to disappoint him again.&nbsp; His twisting hand on her breast, his plunging fingers in her hole, his grinding hand on her clit, her body clenched in his strong arms.&nbsp; They all joined together to drain her of any other thought or sensation, a mighty orgasm beginning clenched in her stomach and growing until it seemed to envelop all of her, every muscle and atom of her being.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 03:40:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robert tightened his hold on Kimberly as he forced her to closer and closer to her orgasm.&nbsp; His fingers played with her painfully hard, eraser-nub nipples, pinching, pulling and twisting them with little regard to the possible discomfort of the act. To be honest he doubted she felt anything but lewd pleasure.<br><br>“Do you enjoy this, Kimberly? Do you enjoy having your manager play with your pussy and tits? Do you enjoy sitting here getting finger-fucked until you cum?” he growled in to her ear, his own hard cock well and truly needing its own release. <br><br>When he felt her writhing form stop and her body stiffen, he knew she was cumming. He didn’t stop. On the contrary, he forced another thick finger in to her tight cunt stretching her out, really digging his palm in to her cunt. His finger pinched down on her nipple, his well-trimmed nails biting in to the hard nub, enough to draw a sharp elicitation of pain from her lips. <br><br>As she came, he shifted his own hips; the tent in his pants now nestled between the ass cheeks of Kimberly King. Her dress had ridden up high on her hips which left her panty clad ass and his pants as the only burier between his cock and her bare skin.<br><br>He wanted to take her. To hold her down and fuck her brains out before painting her ass with cum. He knew she wasn’t ready for that. He couldn’t so quickly turn the tables on her, though. He knew what he’d do, though. Already a plan was forming in his mind.<br><br>Her intense orgasm had subsided, but he didn’t stop playing with her. His fingers, drenched in her sex, continued to wiggle and claw at her insides, and his palm continued to grind against her clit. He intended to make her ride out and experience something truly mind shattering: multiple orgasm.<br><br>He strained his own hips, grinding his dick in to her ass as he continued his pleasure-assault, smiling to himself as he brought Kimberly to a quivering, over-sexed mess.<br><br>When her orgasms run out, he unceremoniously pulls his fingers from her cunt and places her on the counter beside him. Hopping off the counter, he ignores her completely, moving to the sink to wash himself of her girlcum. He was still very hard and his cock tented his pants in a very obvious manner, but he did not try and hide it from her. He let her stare at it and fill her head with lewd, shameful fantasies.<br><br>Turning off the taps, he looked to Kimberly. “Are you feeling better?” It was asked without any apparent malice. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 04:56:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His words as she began to cum were cruel and demeaning, they brought tears to her eyes.&nbsp; That was nothing though compared to what she felt as she truly came.&nbsp; Her body finally released after a near month of waiting, brought to a rough skillful orgasm by his hands, it looked to be the best orgasm of Kimberly's short sexual life.&nbsp; And yet just as it peaked she felt him cram another finger inside of her, his fingers continuing to roughly plunge into her hole.&nbsp; Kim felt her pussy stretching to take him in even as it convulsed in orgasm, the sensation making her almost stutter along.&nbsp; She came in a loud staccato, the moan of her orgasm pierced by a sharp cries of discomfort as Robert pinched her nipple harshly.&nbsp; The flesh had been swollen hard by his touch, and now as he pinched it Kim knew one of the sharpest pains of her life at the same time as she came as hard as she ever had.&nbsp; He could see her face contorting in confusion, lost between the two poles.<br><br>her body was coming down from the orgasm, melting against him, or trying to.&nbsp; But his hand never stopped, grinding and pushing into her pulsing wet pussy, driving it from one orgasm straight towards another one.&nbsp; This time she could feel his hard shaft directly under her, pressing into her crack, the pressure on her asshole, so awful and lurid.&nbsp; It added yet one more layer to her sensations, one more think that worked itself into her brain as she came again, a mindnumbing orgasm that seemed to last forever, both of her holes spasming forever and ever.<br><br>She hardly knew what happened between the time he pinched her nipple and when she found herself slumped alone on the counter.&nbsp; She looked over to see Robert washing his hands off, realizing with embarrassment that she had soaked his hands with her sex juices.&nbsp; Shame flooded her body, even worse at the kind way he asked her how she was.&nbsp; She couldn't believe she had made him have to do this, and she could see he was trying to act as if he didn't mind her mess all over him.&nbsp; Her eyes kept dropping to the obvious tent in his pants but then looking away quickly.&nbsp; She pushed away any thought of that ... for now.&nbsp; Later it would return to haunt her thoughts.&nbsp; Right now she could only think of what she'd required Robert to do.<br><br>"Much better," she lied, hopping down to her feet, trying to pretend her knees weren't weak.&nbsp; She had lost the edge of arousal that had been tormenting her, but now her pussy ached, her nipples ached, her ass remembered the feel of his cock, and she could feel her juices soaking into her panties.&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm sorry," she said in a small sincere voice before she hurried to the bathroom door.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>10-01-2011, 22:12:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robert caught her before she could make it to the door, spinning her around. He put both his hands on her shoulders, holding her steady in front of him. His erection was subsiding now, but the tent would still be visible. <br><br>"I know it's tough, but I'm only doing this for you. I've got your best interests in heart, you know that. I don't want to have to be so straight-forward with you like that, but it had to be done. You forgive me?" he gave her a sweet smile before wrapping his arms around her in a tight embrace, ensuring she still felt the ghost of his erection against her pelvis. <br><br>"Now, let's get back to the party."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 00:27:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kimberly hugged him back, wanting nothing more than peace with her long-time manager.&nbsp; She could not help but be aware of his erection though, pressing against her through their clothing.&nbsp; It tormented her, reminding her of what she had made him done, making him realize it was not done dispassionately.&nbsp; Did she entice him with her wantonness?&nbsp; How could he seem so aroused and yet treat her so coldly - he had control she did not.&nbsp; <br><br>She returned to the party, just as distracted as before but with new thoughts.&nbsp; She applied all her will though to appearing normal.&nbsp; She could not disappoint Robert again.<br><br><br>*****************<br><br>Unfortunately for Kimberly, the session in the bathroom with Robert did little to solve her problem going forward.&nbsp; Now in addition to the way her body so easily grew aroused, every time it did brought the memory of that encounter.&nbsp; The shame, the guilt, the feel of him pressing against her rear, the cruel way he'd pinched her nipple.&nbsp; Those didn't seem to dampen her arousal, only making it more keen.&nbsp; The memory of how he'd brought her pussy to a thunderous orgasm, however, did more than that.&nbsp; It made her dripping wet to think on.<br><br>And it was so hard not to think on.&nbsp; She saw Robert 100 times a day and these days she was aroused most of that time.&nbsp; She remembered his advice and instead of withholding her touch, tried to sate herself with her own fingers.&nbsp; She found she had increased her desire beyond what she was capable of sating though.&nbsp; She was so aroused, and the memory of what Robert's touch could do to her left her frustrated after each measly orgasm, each only leading to the need for another one, a fruitless search for something as mindbending as her body's desire.<br><br>She found herself looking at men she encountered, but knew she had to resist that.&nbsp; She just had to do whatever she could, no matter what it took, to take the edge off.&nbsp; And so it was she was here in her break room at the recording studio, with one hand down the front of her jeans.&nbsp; They'd been here all day, recording for her new album, and it was torture.&nbsp; No dressing room to retreat to, no private bathrooms.&nbsp; Kim had finally had to retreat to the break room&nbsp; knowing none of the other staff were likely to come in right now - the recording was on.&nbsp; She'd only slipped away fro a minute while they argued about technical details.&nbsp; Leaning with her back against the door, Kim ground the heel of her hand against herself, the way Robert had done, trying to bring herself to a fast furious peak.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marlow</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 07:05:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Robert knocked only three times before opening the door, knocking Kimberly off balance. He gave her a look as he closed the door behind him. "I thought I'd find you here."<br><br>He didn't seem angry that she had her hand burried in her tight jeans, nor did he seem bashful that he had caught her in the act. Instead he looked every-so-slightly annoyed. <br><br>"I knew there was something off during the recording, I just couldn't put my finger on it. You were horny." Absently, he went and grabbed a plain chair and propped it against the door, effectively locking it. <br><br>"You've been horny for the past week. Every time I see you you're flushed and trying to cope with your over-active pussy." Standing up, he went over to where she was standing. He placed a hand on her shoulder and guided her to one of the leather sofas. <br><br>"Sit down and spread your legs. We need this recording session to go smoothly, and I can't have you wired and horny." Once she had did what he told her, and he knew she would, he went over and got on his knees, fitting between her spread legs. <br><br>Reaching in to his jacket, he pulled out a large, baby-blue vibrator, an incredible looking thing with ridges, bumps and a little protrusion designed to buzz against the clit.<br><br>"This is the best vibrator I could find. It's yours, but it stays with me. God help us if you drop your purse on the street and this baby flies out. Now, pull down your jeans and panties, and let's finish this." He had the same authoritative tone, and he clearly still thought this entire issue was more annoying than not, but the initial cold malace in his voice was absent. It'd come back, eventually, and when she came around this beastly vibrator he'd be sure she felt horrible about it.<br><br>It was all part of the game. Make her feel horrible about herself and eventually she'll do anything to gain his approval. His cock was already swelling at the prospects. First, though, Robert was going to make her cum around this gaudy thing, then, if he had time, he'd eat her out and finally get a good sample of the her delectable teen pussy.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Starlett (Lips and Thorns &amp; Marlow)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>lips and thorns</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 16:17:14</strong>
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				Kim stumbled away from the door, snatching her hand from her pants awkwardly as Robert came in and blocked the door shut.&nbsp; She stood, listening his strident words, following his directions.&nbsp; Her cheeks were flushed with both arousal and embarrassment, and she didn't dare speak up, horrified that she'd been caught by him.&nbsp; More horrified that she'd had to do this in the first place.<br><br>She dropped onto the leather sofa, guided by his hand.&nbsp; Again his words were reasonable, moderate, she was sure he was right that her arousal had influenced the recording.&nbsp; It was why she had come in here.&nbsp; But still Kim was shocked when he took out the vibrator.&nbsp; She'd never seen such a thing and she was torn between curiosity about how all the parts worked, revulsion at the idea of using such an outrageous device and arousal too.&nbsp; <br><br>Her legs spread on the couch, her crotch hot and damn inside her jeans she looked at the device looming between her legs.&nbsp; At Robert there too.&nbsp; It was arousing but she focused on his words, his demeanor.&nbsp; This was clearly an annoyance to him, another part of the job he was forced to deal with because of her.&nbsp; How it had come that she required such a thing done to her she didn't know, but she believed him.&nbsp; Perhaps this would give her the release that their other session hadn't.&nbsp; She hated to think about what kind of woman required such a thing to function.<br><br>"I'm sorry, Robert.&nbsp; Whatever you think will help," she said, scrunching her face as if she was about to be punished.
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