A Swift Oral Dose

"Now, that was a good start, wasn't it?" 'Paul' said with a confident smile before he reached down, making her almost yelp in surprise as he used both hands to haul her off from the ground. "H-hey!!" Taylor yelled before she let out a groan. Near tossed onto her back on the bed but lengthwise, so her head was hanging off the bed on one side and her high heeled feet off the other. "You fucker!! That nearly choked me!" She glared, using a hand to wipe saliva off her chin as she watched him rather casually move around the bed towards her blonde haired head. "Nearly? I knew I was going to easy on you..."He said with smirk that had a hint of filthiness to it as he positioned himself. "Allow me to rectify that..." He said, cupping her face with both hands to make her head tilt backward so her hair was hanging down just inches from the floor. That cock tellingly pointing right at her smeared red lips.

"Wait! You're not just going to fu-HHHHHHLLLLKKKK!!" Her question was answered by actions rather than words. Once more his cock plunging forward and deeply into her oral hole. Causing her to gag a bit more louder than before as his length travelled beyond just the confines, as pleasurable as they clearly were, of her damp and soothing mouth. Invading her throat for the first time. Making her knees push up from the bed she's laying on and her back almost aching up as well. However his grip on her cheeks and around the sides of her jaw keeping her perfectly in place for him as he resumed his thrusting but in a new position.

"MMMMM!! Oh yes Taylor... MMMM... Just as I expected..." The man sighed in pleasure. This position deliberately designed for him to not just 'test out' what the stunning singer could handle, but enhance his own pleasure even further than before. His loud moans were showing his enjoyment of matters, no doubt increased by the vibrations bouncing off of his cock from her groans and gags. Just as before though, there was no let off for the previously so sure and confident beauty. His pumps machine-like in timing and with stiffness to match. Already getting saliva dripping off his cock from the repeated pushes between those plump and perfect lips of hers.

"HHHHHLLLLLKKK!! GAHHHHH!! GAHHHHHH..." Swift closed her eyes, frustrated by the sight of the upside-down (from her perspective) crotch sliding back and forth towards her with those heavy balls looking close to smacking against her. However soon regretting the action as she whined from the sting of forming tears from the discomfort of having her mouth taken in such a sinful and rough way. Meanwhile, at that oral hole, saliva spilling out past her lips and at the sides to start to drip not just down and off her cheeks. Rolling down towards her nose and further over her face to only ruin her pristine make-up even more with every thrust she takes.

As he moaned from the feeling of her mouth and throat around his dick, he shifted his hands from off her head now he was sure she was willingly, as he had been all the way through this encounter, getting with the programme for this particular position. Firstly to her hands as her arms slightly flailed to force them backward, letting her grip his thighs from around the back to give her something to hold onto. That allowed his hips to work on auto-pilot to keep his prick moving smoothly and with perfect force in and out of her soaking wet oral hole.

He wasn't quite done however as he reached downward, gripping the material of her dress and with a dominating rough tug, tore the garment down the middle clean to the stomach. Hearing a muffled gasp and a glance down seeing her wide eyes from his action before she choking again around his tool. His hands went onto the similarly pricey white bra she had on, and just like her dress showed no concern for damage as he snapped it clear in two. Letting her shapely breasts bounce free before both his hands went onto them. Squeezing them with firm gropes and letting his thumbs brush across, then around her nipples.

"HHHHHLKKKK!! MMMMMMPHHH!! GAHHHHHLLLLKKK..." The multi-time Grammy Award winner squirmed on the hotel bed she was hanging off of at this new dual assault on her gorgeous body. Far from enjoying the fucking her throat is having to endure as her saliva is seeping out and down her face to almost reach her welled up eyes. Yet the way his hands were contrastingly softly toying with her sensitive tits was bringing painfully overdue pleasure to her body. Almost squealing around the cock stuffed into her oral hole as his fingers expertly pinched and tugged at her hard nipples.

Saliva seeping past those smeared lips as the stain of her lipstick was now not just over the pumping cock she was taking but around her mouth like she was cheap tramp taken off a side-walk. The upside down position of her head leaving her tears rolling down across the upper eye and eyebrow, bringing the stain of wrecked eye-liner with them down her forehead. Never mind the eye-shadow running from the sides and similarly downward. Gags and raspy groans heard around the pumping fat pole as her long blonde hair sways from the jolt her head is doing against the repeatedly ramming rod she's still willingly, even with all this obvious discomfort, letting fuck her mouth.

Once again without any verbal warning, he changes tactics. Stopping his thrusts to just hold his cock within her talented oral hole, allowing her groan but still gag -- just not quite as roughly as before -- around his inches. Not so much as a break, but instead letting himself have more fun with her lovely, rounded breasts. Leaning over her and then down, to capture a nipple between his lips. Finally putting his own mouth to use with a loud, savouring slurp onto her that easily got a muffled moan out of the orally used pop princess. Swatting his tongue against the nub as his hand cupped and groped her tit. After a moment of sucking, he lifted off to spit down onto her, letting his fingers do the work of rubbing the fluid across her boob as he moved her to the other mound. Delivering the same treatment to cause the woman under him to arch as he held her. His cock still deep in her throat to make her gag but in the next moment groan with clear approval for his almost uncharacteristic tender work on her ample chest.

"MMMMM... Had a feeling you'd enjoy that..." 'Paul' stated with another proud smirk as he let go of her breasts. Stepping back so his cock could slide out with a lewd squelching sound from out of her already well fucked mouth. "Uhhhhhh..." Taylor groaned, shamefully spitting out a thick wad of saliva onto the sheets of the hotel bed she was on but long past caring at that point as she tiredly rolled over onto her stomach. Drawing in deep breaths as she stared through her blonde hair up at the still rock hard hunk in front of her. "You... You have any... Fucking idea how much this dress cost??" Was what she offered with a bold, considering what she's gone through, snap. "Not at all. And I don't care." He simply and confidently stated as he held his saliva coated dick by the base. Deliberately taunting her by waving it in front of her face, amused by the way her eyes followed it as he moved from side to side. Before snapping her out of it by slapping the fat crown against her cheek.

"Bastard..." She half-mumbled. Letting out a low groan that wasn't completely from discomfort when he smacked her cheek with his dick again. No impact behind the blow, but done to further remind the beautiful pop starlet of the smutty position she's in. "Tell you what Taylor, since I've almost had my fun with you... How about a little deal?" He offered, seeing her eyes snap up to him at the mention of both an end and a bargain. "Since I can't put this big cock into your snatch, how about I use my fingers instead? In return... You get that lovely mouth of yours fucking choking on my dick until I blow my load down your throat. Deal?" He asked, but the way he was running a hand down her back towards her butt showed he'd already decided himself the next course of action. His proud smirk showed that he just wanted to hear the dirty admission from her.

Indeed as he stepped forward close to her, her lips were already parted. Near panting with her tongue teasing making a venture out to lap at him as her eyes focused on that rod. She hesitated, using a hand to finally brush her now messy blonde hair out of the way to show off her make-up ruined and wrecked with saliva and tears face. "...Deal." She sharply agreed with a long stare up, showing a look of lust that many a porn star couldn't dream of recreating. One Swift didn't know she had in her before until now. She didn't look like she was going to let up now either, so deep into this filthy encounter as she shifted forward. Capturing that familiar fat bell-end between her smeared lips before pushing downward with a groan.

"MMMM!! Fuck!! Good girl... MMMMM..." The hunk grinned, watching her head bob along his cock for a couple moments before she let out the first gag of her own making around his tool as those bright red lips pushed close towards his base. Living up to his end of the deal his hands moved down onto her backside. Grabbing the material and once again tearing it to the sides to expose her sexy, plump ass encased in black panties along with those long, smooth legs of hers. However his focus was on what was under her underwear, using one hand to pull them to the side so he could admire her completely shaved snatch. As well as seeing the clear dampness down there on her tight looking lower lips.

"MMMMMPHHHH!! GAHHHHH!! MMMMMM..." Conflicting sounds bounced off the cock she was feasting on as she smoothly and steadily pushed her mouth up and down onto this still unknown to her hunk. Glancing back to get glimpses of what he was doing, but certainly feeling every action he was delivering. Fingers parting her slick folds, teasing her entrance running the tips across her pussy. Making her hips push back as she almost raised up from the bed into a doggy style position. A hand onto her back soon pushing her to lay on her front on the bed was all the 'order' she needed as she kept slurping away on the already saliva coated dick she was taking deep into her throat.

"MMMM!! Yeah Taylor... MMMMM FUCK... Suck that fucking dick..." He encouraged, even with his eyes locked onto her juicy backside as he teased her a little more with rubs over her lower lips. Then he properly went to work on her. Pushing a single finger into her that made her legs raise up from their loosely hanging position. Allowing him in turn to grip one of her feet by the high heel while he started off sliding his finger in and out of her wet twat. Moaning himself as he felt her cries of approval vibrating around his member.

"GAHHHHHLLLKK!! HHHHHRRRRKKK... MMMMMPHHH HHHHLLLKKK..." The eyes of the 'Blank Space' and 'I Knew You Were Trouble' singer were still welling up with tears as they rolled down her already make-up wrecked cheeks. Now with a sinful glaze over them like she was in a lusty trance. Ignoring the obvious discomfort and the black smears from her eye-liner and mascara running down her face. Keeping her head bobbing away to plunge her oral hole deeply onto the biggest dick she's ever handled in her life. Leaving it dripping with her spit and stained lewdly with a colouring of smeared red from off her lips.

Her near deep throating action is more than helped on by the finger fucking she's taking at her other end from the stud she's making groan out. Slipping in a second digit into her needy, wet and snug pussy as he briskly works himself in and out of her. Never missing a beat despite the red hot sucking off he's taking from one of the hottest women in the world, let alone in music. Another display of his obvious skill as he takes as much as he's giving out, but making up for the long time of just getting pleasure with the sudden way he's driving his fingers knuckle-deep into her love tunnel.

"MMMMPHHH!! MMMM... GAHHHHHHHH!! MMMMM..." She gagged and groaned with that mix of pleasure and pain. Her nose now bumping into the crotch of the man she's only met this evening as he fingers her expertly like he's done this all many times before. His heavy balls smacking against her saliva-covered chin as her lips finally meet the base of his dick. Swallowing down every inch of his thick manhood like she's more of a deep throat loving porn slut rather than the talented and respecting popstar she's supposed to be.

Perhaps that fact, and the insertion of a third finger into her snatch from behind, finally set Taylor Swift off. Her eyes rolling upward to near back into her head as she gagged around the cock she was deeply stuffing down her throat. Cumming and cumming hard on the fingers of the man she barely knows but has let use and abuse her talented, and clearly not just for singing, oral hole. Juices splashing out almost to a squirting level, and certainly leaving a squelching sound to be heard as he pumps his fingers in and out of her twat. Insuring she rides out every wave of sudden, intense pleasure from a sexual high she'd never have dreamed of getting from a round of face-fucking sex like this.

Indeed, speaking of that she still had work to do. Slobbering away on the dick in front of her as her saliva dripped off her chin all the way down to the hotel room carpet. Never mind the coating all across the shaft and smeared onto his large ballsack to match. A gag still escaping her every time she bobbed onto him to take those inches in. Pleasure and lust still in her welled up eyes that's now a world away from the mess of make-up around her eyes, down her cheeks, and around her mouth with her lipstick well and truly stained unlike anything she could have imagined possible.

With her moans dying down, he pulled his soaked fingers out of her snatch. Giving her a satisfied pat on the backside for good measure and leaving her panties to the side as he stood back up. Intentionally leaving his fingers coated in her juices raised up while he gripped her blonde hair to get her instant staring attention. "Don't... UHHHH!! Swallow!" He ordered with a groan as his cock throbbed within her throat. "Only... MMMMMM!! When I fucking tell you to..." He said, gritting his teeth for a moment as he held her head in place, stopping her bobbing motion himself.

Like a good, eager cock-slut she obeyed. Just gazing up at the man who over the course of an evening had turned the perfect popstar princess into a face-fuck loving whore. The reward soon came from that pulsing cock just from the snug feeling of her mouth and well-used throat around his fat length. Seed blasting out into her to make her gag in raspy fashion. Her head jolting forward onto his tool out of reflex as she got filled up but as ordered, she didn't swallow a drop down. A decision she'd soon regret as without any place to go, his jizz soon found a new escape point. Another choke before spunk shot out through her nostrils, making her eyes widen in shock as she gagged from the shameful moment.

Mercifully at that point, but all clearly part of the plan, he pulled backward to allow the rest of his load to shoot out into her mouth. Her sealed lipped easing the rest of his drops out, and even with her used state and jizz hanging out of her nose she couldn't help but use her tongue to work against his pole. Getting as taste of the load that was all in her mouth and still in her throat to make her gag every so often. Even as his cock was starting to harden go soft between those smeared red lips of hers.

"Ahhhhhh..." He sighed with satisfaction and a hint of relief as he pulled his spent cock out of her mouth. Letting her close her lips together as she looked up. Almost shaking from the afterglow of everything she's taken from him. "...Swallow." He ordered with a filthy grin.

Taylor gulped the load down in a second, before coughing and gasping as she clutched her sore throat. Rolling over onto her back in the remains of her torn dress as she looked to recover. Another gulp down for good measure followed by more gasps for long overdue air but as she'd been told to do, all that seed had been saved until instructed. Aside from the drips still running from her nostrils of course.

"You're not done yet." He stated, making her freeze as she lay on the hotel room bed. He stepped forward, and showed her the three digits he'd stuck into her a few minutes ago. "Clean." He instructed, bringing them to her lips.

With a low gasp, she again did as ordered. Lips apart and letting those fingers enter into her before she sealed around them. Letting out a naughty groan as she sucked on those digits with a slight upward bob of the head. A couple of motions, accompanied by a flick of the tongue, that cleaned off her own pussy juices from off of him. Leaving a slight coating of saliva instead and the clear fact that she didn't seem to mind tasting her own snatch. Whether that was caused by her new heightened sexual state was another story.

"That... That will most certainly do." 'Paul' said, stating the obvious and then some as he stepped back. Once again, his movement far too casual for what he'd just done as he moved back to his clothing on the floor. Stepping in and pulling his trousers and boxers upward as he zipped up, before relooping his belt. "You can stay in the room for as long as you like until the morning. 11 O'Clock is checking out time." He rather as-a-matter-of-fact stated as he slipped back into his shoes.

"I... Oh Fuck!! I... Can't believe..." Taylor gasped out between breaths, barely listening to what was being said before she looked over to him. Seeing him writing down something onto the room-provided memo pad. "Who... Who are you??" She asked as she watched on. "Well, my real name certainly isn't Paul..." He said with a shrug as he ripped off the top page from the pad before opening up her purse. "This is my number, OK? Enter it into your phone. I can call you, but you can't call me." He stated as he put the note in and zipped back up her purse. "You could try, but you won't get through."

With that, he picked up his jacket from the table and slipped it back on, making his way towards the door. Pausing as he saw Swift sit up on the bare, staring in a mix of shock and awe at how casually he was departing the scene. He smirked back at her as he opened the door. "To answer your question? Yes. Yes we will be doing something like this again. But next time? My cock will be going into your pussy." He said with the kind of confidence that didn't just make his words like they were an already set-in-stone fact. They made the woman left in the room shiver with thoughts of what might be.

The door closed as Swift sat alone for a moment, blinking out tears that formed from the last gag she'd done around his dick. After a minute, she looked to the door, and then to the side to the door leading to the en suite bathroom. Now calmed down and back down to Earth, wiser thoughts of a shower instead of a fat length stuffing her full invading her mind. However just as she got up, then sat down as she decided to take off her high heels just in case her legs were a little weak, a smirk formed across those smeared lips of hers.

"Sounds like a date... 'Paul'..."

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