Dark Fantasies

by T West

  Joshua Bray had sparked something in Paige she didn’t know existed – a desire to act, to be in movies. Bray emulated his character so well on screen it was astounding, and Paige couldn’t get enough of watching his honed skills.

  “Joshua!” Came a cry from the crowd, and Paige craned her neck further. That was when she saw him. A chill ran down her back as she tried to keep her cool. Bray was walking slowly down the carpet, nodding and smiling and occasionally reaching out to sign things brandished in his direction. Every second he drew closer and closer.

  “Joshua, Joshua Bray!” Paige called out, Bray’s face still in a fixed smile as his gaze slid over to meet Paige’s. He nodded and went to walk past where Paige was standing behind the barricade, waving to the crowd. “Joshua, wait! Can I get a photo?”

  Bray stopped and turned back to Paige. “Sure thing,” he said, stepping close enough to the barrier so that Paige could snap a picture. The tall black man looked absolutely dashing in his tux, his white teeth pristine and gleaming.

  “You’re my absolute favorite actor,” Paige babbled, trying her best to get in everything she wanted to say before he walked away. “You made me like action movies, and you made me want to act.”

  “Did I?” Bray looked down at Paige - he was roughly 6’3” - and ran a hand over his perfect, chiseled jawline. Something flashed in his eyes. “Tell you what, take this.” He reached in his pocket and withdrew a slip of paper. “Exclusive ticket to the backstage VIP event. It’s going on for the next hour, until the premiere starts.”

  He winked at her, before turning away towards more screaming fans.

  Paige stared down at the ticket in her hand, awestruck. But she soon realized that the people surrounding her were staring at it too, so she hastily stuck it in her front pocket and fought her way out of the crowd. She walked aimlessly until she found a security guard.

  “Can you point me to the VIP event?”

  The security guard looked down at her in confusion, so Paige showed him the ticket Bray had given her.

  “I dunno, probably somewhere in that direction.” He pointed behind him.

  Paige wandered for nearly ten minutes before stumbling across a door with a hastily penned sign pinned to its front: ‘VIP’. A surly security guard stood to its left, and, nervous, Paige held up her ticket for inspection.

  This security guard barely looked at her ticket, and merely waved her onwards into the room. Paige paused to suck in a deep breath, shutting her eyes tightly and willing her nerves to calm down. She grasped the doorknob, stepped inside without opening her eyes, and shut it firmly behind her.

  She expected to hear noises – people talking, glasses clinking. But it was silent. She slowly opened her eyes.

  She was standing in a large, nearly barren room. It looked almost like an empty warehouse, with high ceilings, bright fluorescent lights and a concrete floor. There are no large tables loaded with drinks and appetizers, no starlets flitting about. Practically nothing, except for a single arm chair and a small table placed against the far wall.

  Paige felt a flutter of panic in her chest. Have I gone to the wrong place? Where are the important people? Where is Joshua Bray? She took a step forward, and the sound of her foot hitting the concrete echoed throughout the empty space.

  Suddenly, she felt the presence of someone approaching her from near to the closed door. She gasped and stumbled to the side.

  “Ah, I do love a naïve young fan.” A familiar voice echoed from Paige’s right side. She turned her head, squinting against a bright light shining in her face. Slowly the figure standing above her came into focus, a familiar face.

  “Bray?” she said, though her own voice sounded muffled and far away. “Joshua Bray?”

  “Well, don’t act so surprised.” The actor leered down at her.

  It didn’t take Paige long to realize that Bray was topless, wearing only a pair of faded designer jeans and a pair of black boots.

  Paige’s body ached with sexual desire for her idol. There was nothing she could do. Even with her slight fear for her own safety, Bray was the epitome of a muscle stud and rugged hunk. Her eyes locked onto his bulge in his jeans, a prominent trouser-snake hanging down between his legs. He had no hair anywhere on his upper body, his caramel-colored skin perfectly smooth over his rippling and bulging muscles.

  Paige gasped as Bray grabbed her wrists and forced her hands down to her sides while he leaned in and gently nuzzled her neck. She closed her eyes as he kissed up and down her neck, still holding her wrists.

  As she looked down at Bray’s jeans again, she realized that his cock was growing to astronomic proportions. Almost without thinking, she let out a lustful sigh. Bray looked up from his jean-clad dick to Paige, locking his big brown eyes with hers.

  The domineering man’s scent tingled her nose, a manly scent that increased her arousal no end. She felt her nipples getting hard, a yearning hunger coming from between her legs that spread through her whole body like wildfire, and she watched Bray unzip himself and reach inside to pull out his cock.

  Bray gave a mischievous smile, his enormous black dick swaying in front of him. The star sure wanted something from the young fan, and Paige could sense what he desired.

  Feeling brave, she caressed his chiseled body. Her head came up to about the height of his nipples and she felt the urge to crane her head forward and suckle on them, like a baby lamb to its mother’s bosom. Through his chest she could feel and hear a huge heart pounding, its steady rhythm offering a hypnotic trance-like beat, willing her to continue.

  Bray put his hands on the top of Paige’s head and pushed slowly but forcefully, causing her to fall to her knees. In this position, her full lips were level with her idol’s groin, and Bray spread his muscular thighs, making it incredibly clear what he wanted.

  Her eyes were drawn to his full balls and throbbing cock protruding from his unzipped jeans, locking her gaze onto the powerful, stiff force that bobbed before her.

  “You could have been any kind of movie star you wanted to be,” said Paige.

  An incredible energy passed between them, and in one instant Paige opened her mouth and took a tremendous ball inside her gob. Her frantic tongue lapped all over the surface, delivering quaking rushes of excitement through Bray's groin and up his backbone. He groaned in pleasure and held the young woman’s head in his hands, large palms pressed against her cheeks and sturdy fingers tucked under her chin so he could move her head up and down on his balls. Paige went in quick sequence from licking to sucking, bathing the heavy sack in spittle, and growing progressively more aroused herself.

  But with a mouthful of balls, Paige couldn’t take her eyes off the free-spirited cock that had amazingly been growing even more in size, right next to her face. She reached out and grabbed it in her hand. Having gone skiing the previous year, she felt qualified to perform the task in hand. She gripped it and squeezed it, and felt its enormous girth. Her grip was only just big enough to circle its wide circumference, and she rubbed the length up and down intensely. She knew that if she didn't take full advantage of this moment she would never forgive herself.

  She opened her lips as wide as feasible and tried to push her mouth down on the huge cock head. It was no easy task, but with a little saliva and a great deal of effort she squeezed the head inside. She began to suck away, groaning, the dick almost suffocating her. This left Bray’s hanging sack free for a moment, and as Paige pulled her own top and bra off, her pointy nipples stuck out like arrow heads. She grasped the opportunity to rub the actor’s massive balls with her heaving breasts, giving him the tit-sandwich she knew that he’d enjoy.

  She continued like a cock-hungry, star-struck movie fan. She licked the several inches of shaft that were too long to fit in her mouth. Bray gave a deep gasp, in a gratifying tone, as his huge balls swung below him. Paige saw this as her prompt cradle them carefully, caressing them one at a time as she took her lips off the shaft and instinctively gave the cock head three strong l
icks.

  She went to give it another suck, and opened her lips as wide as she could manage, allowing as much of the dick into her mouth as she could. She did her best, nursling on the beating tip with ravenous hunger. She was eventually able to take slightly more of the shaft, her eyes watering as she lowered her head. She held the powerful base in her hands, and used both palms to work the pole, massaging up and down into her stretched mouth. Spluttering for air, she removed her lips and flicked her tongue over the helmet as Bray reached down and petted her on the top of the head admirably, as he groaned in elation.

  But Paige didn’t stop there. She focused her attention back to the shaft, and suckled on the side of it, tracing her hot mouth and silky lips up and down the throbbing girth. She worked her thirsty tongue all the way to the tip, where she suckled on the smooth head again, strings of pre-cum oozing down in random torrents, splashing on her clothed thighs.

  The well-endowed movie star groaned loudly once more, and Paige interpreted this as her cue to suck harder, her lips locked to the tip as she suckled excitedly, trying to pleasure him without making him cum. Paige didn’t want him to finish in her mouth. She wanted more than anything for him to finish somewhere else. She carefully squeezed the loaded balls before her, while at the same time licking at the wide base of the shaft. She took her lips off the shaft to jerk the stick once more, and as she jacked the pre-cum purposefully into her open and willing mouth, she saw the actor’s sack tighten.

  Bray had been enjoying himself patiently, watching things unfold. As Paige looked up into his eyes she caught a glimpse of something primal, something mysterious. He grabbed her by the hair and gave it a gentle pull.

  As she gazed up at him, she was so filled with lust that she felt a long snail-trail of love juice trickle into her panties.

  Bray again lightly pulled at her hair, encouragingly. So, Paige continued to suck on his dick, and Bray stepped forward slightly, thrusting his tool further into her mouth.

  She determinedly bobbed her head up and down on his enormous cock again, really trying to get good suction. But only a couple of inches in and she was already almost out of air. It didn’t help matters when the confident actor nose-plugged her, making her splutter and gasp. She couldn’t believe she was taking this much cock inside her mouth. Neither could Bray, as he looked down at her, his face twisted in euphoria as Paige sucked on his dick for all she was worth.

  She took her mouth off it to gasp for air, and no sooner had she done so than Bray slapped his erect cock off both her cheeks. Shocked by having such a hard pole smacked against her face, Paige swiveled her head to look up at him, and no sooner had she done so than Bray slapped his cock off her forehead.

  He rocked his waist from left to right, slapping his huge dick off his fan’s cheeks one at a time. With pre-cum now shiny on her face, Paige opened her mouth, desperately trying to get the beast back inside her gob. She moved her head from side to side, her mouth empty and longing, but Bray relentlessly swung his hips, slapping her about the face. After numerous failed attempts, and with a skilful bit of timing and a tiny bit of luck, she managed to catch the big salami, and sucked on the heavy head like she hadn’t eaten in days.

  Abruptly, Bray placed his hands on her waist and lifted her up, his strength so great that he carried her over to the wall with ease, where he leaned her up against the cold bricks. He stood before her, undid his belt and top button, and pulled his jeans down and off, his thighs flexing. He reached out and ripped down Paige’s jeans and panties.

  He gripped her hands with his own and Paige let the star’s massive hands envelope hers. She felt his body against her and she relaxed. She felt safe, secure.

  He pressed her to the wall and kissed her neck, before moving her to the table where he pushed her onto her back. He climbed on top of her, and pressed his cock up against her willing, tight little pussy. Paige gasped as his cock penetrated her. Bray thrust hard. His cock was way bigger than Paige’s favorite toy, and it felt much better. She could feel the pulse of the veins and the heat of his body inside her. Her hands explored his stomach and the planes of his back while she moaned at the feel of his hip-jerks.

  “I want you to cum,” Paige groaned. “I want you to cum inside me!”

  “It’s good getting a VIP pass, isn’t it?” asked Bray.

  “Oh yes,” Paige gasped. “It feels so good. Please… harder.”

  Bray thrust harder, his cock striking her sweet-spot with each strong pump. Paige loved it, the feel of the ridges of his shaft inside her. His muscled stomach and chest rubbed up against her, and his grunts grew deep and ragged. His skillful and rhythmic pounding caused Paige to roll her head back and scream, before panting and sighing in intense pleasure.

  “Oh, fuck!” she yelled, waves of euphoria washing over her.

  Bray withdrew, and stood up. He sauntered over to the arm chair and sat down, his erect cock sticking up to the ceiling. “Come and have a seat. This one’s big enough for two.”

  Paige straddled his thick thighs. His cock pressed against her pussy again and after a little bit of resistance it entered her. She slid down on it, all the way.

  She rode him fast, grinding down against him, building up force. He grabbed her hips and held her tight so he could thrust up, harder and harder.

  Paige gripped Bray’s muscular thighs with her legs as she straddled him, cock deep in her pussy, throbbing hard. She could feel his meat as it thrummed inside her, and she smiled down at the famous man. Her hands went to his perfect chest, playfully clawing her way down his body as she bounced up and down on his cock, really picking up speed. She lifted herself up until she could barely feel the tip of his cock in her before slamming back down, grinding down at his hips when their bodies met.

  She loved the feeling of taking every inch of him. Bray’s eyes fluttered closed as his manly hands gripped her ass. He relaxed, letting his fan take the lead as Paige continued to ride, grinding and moaning. He could tell that she was enjoying every last inch, and he thrust up hard every time she came down on him.

  Suddenly, he got up, pushing her off of him. Paige knew what he had in mind. She bent over the chair, resting on her hands, and offered her peachy ass to him. Her fingers gripped the soft cushion beneath her as she waited for the horny stud to make his move.

  Without warning, he was on her. Paige’s head was spinning as Bray mounted her. She felt his smooth body against her back as he rammed into her from behind. It seemed like he was even deeper than before, and his strong arms wrapped around her torso in a powerful grip, holding her to his chest.

  “I need this,” Paige moaned. Bray panted into her ear and licked the back of her neck.

  The way his tongue danced over her flesh caused another moan to escape Paige’s lips, as the stud slipped in and out of her with deliberate, forceful thrusts. He took her like the hunk that he was. He started to take her harder and faster, but no less deep. He made sure to pull out until just the head of his cock was in her moist, tight hole before pushing back in, slamming her with such vigor that his balls slapped against her stomach.

  Every moan Paige made pushed Bray closer to the edge as her pussy hugged his girth. His grip tightened around her waist. He pushed into her with reckless abandon. Paige could hear him behind her, ravaging her, using her. She started to climax, clamping and spasming around him as she shrieked, filling the air with her screams of pleasure.

  “Oooh... Bray… Bray… Baby!” Paige came, hard, as time seemed to come to a standstill.

  Bray continued to pound her through her orgasm, working her through it with an incredible amount of skill. He could feel her walls squeeze around him, tightening more and more until she almost painfully squeezed his cock. His balls gave one final twitch as he came, blasting rope after rope of his hot seed inside her young body, filling her up. His cum jetted into her in sticky surges, as they both crouched there like a beast with two backs, panting.

  Bray pulled out slowly, watching every inch of his massive bla
ck cock reappear. As soon as the head had cleared her, he quickly ran his thumb over her lips in a circular motion, closing the snatch and locking his seed deep inside her fertile body.

  The movie star grabbed a pair of shades out of his jeans that were lying on the floor, and put them on, still naked.

  “Hey, kiddo. There’s a shower through that door, right there. Go and get yourself cleaned up. We’ve still got a few minutes before the movie starts.”

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  SINNING IN CHURCH

  By

  Tess West

  J aney entered the confessional box, a dusty old wooden thing. She’d imagined it would have been a well-polished wooden box that smelled of rich mahogany. Instead, she found the musty old smell of the confessional box quite suffocating and she worried it might set off her asthma.

  The priest sat on the other side of the box, his face obscured by the wooden lattice.