She's a Star (a Hollywood Hotwife story) by Max Sebastian Read Free Book Online

“I don’t think so. Although he did ask if I wanted to get together Tuesday, just before we head off to Europe.”
    Hayley leaned over me, her hand slipping under the bed sheets, reaching for my crotch. She caught her breath as her fingers found their way around my raging erection.
    “Somebody’s pleased to see me.” She was joking, but the way she bit her lip as she slowly peeled back the covers and then my boxer shorts was completely serious.
    “It’s not every day he gets to see an actress profiled by the New York Times stripping off,” I said.
    “A lot of days, though,” she grinned, brushing her red hair back over her shoulders, out of her face, before lying down to take my stiff shaft in her hands—and in her mouth.
    “You are really hard.” She drew her tongue up from the base of my shaft to my tip. “It’s not always like this….”
    My state of hardness drew her up, to quickly remove her panties and then climb onto me again, to take my cock inside her hot pussy, riding me reverse-cowgirl, facing my feet.
    “You’re really wet,” I said, teasing her a little. “You’re not always like this….”
    “It’s just how I get when the performance is going well,” she insisted.
    “Or if the date with Aaron is going well.”
    She paused, and it could just have been because she was dealing with the feelings running through her because my cock was filling her up so tightly. But my dark side, the side where the fantasy was imprinted in my circuits, persuaded me that it was because there was some element of truth in what I said about her date.
    “That turns you on?”
    I felt my cock throbbing at that, as the butterflies in my stomach were sent fluttering all over the place. Hayley laughed, so I guess she felt it, too.
    I said, “I don’t know. I guess so.”
    “And because I kissed him?”
    The next throb of my fiercely hard cock was as good as an answer for her. It made her emit another a little gasp.
    “And what if I’d let him touch me?” she asked. Her hips gyrated over me, coaxing my cock with her tight pussy. Again, I was throbbing at her words. “If I’d let him put his hands under my top, on my bare skin, on my breasts while he kissed me?”
    Another throb.
    “You’re not the slightest bit jealous?”
    The thing was, I was jealous. A little, anyway. There was certainly a dark side to the way I felt about her being with someone else. And yet at the same time, it only seemed to add to the excitement, lending an adrenaline rush to what would otherwise only be sexual arousal.
    “You know, I think I am a little,” I said. “It’s just…I know that I wouldn’t lose you. I do trust you.”
    She said, “And if I let him take me home? Let him tear off my clothes? Fuck me on his bed?”
    Again, more throbbing down below. Hayley prised herself off me, then turned around to face me, taking my cock back inside her to resume her bouncing on me. She wanted to see my face as she continued probing me about this strange little response of mine to her date.
    “You want me to sleep with him, don’t you?” she asked. Again, my hardness betrayed my true feelings.
    She was so flushed, shocked at discovering this dirty fantasy of mine. But perhaps it turned her on too to some degree.
    She said, “You like the idea of me cheating on you?”
    I held her waist and thrust my hips upward to drive my hardness deep inside her. “It’s not cheating if I know about it,” I said.
    “And if you approve, right?” she panted. “What…is it about? You want…me to let you sleep with some other woman?”
    “It’s nothing like that,” I insisted. I was actually a touch surprised that, from her expression, she was believing me fully. I guess trust works both ways.
    “It…turns you on…the thought of me…being with someone else?”
    I smiled. “I can’t really explain it, it just is.”
    She grinned, and focused on the movement of her hips, fucking me hard, making the most of the enhanced state of my