Franchise Girls Club

"Tell me how much you like it." He asked her, slowing down as one of his hands moved to grope her chest. "Tell me how much you like being fucked like a slut."

"Hhmm... Yeah!" She moaned loudly. "I love this, I fucking love being fucked like this, now shut up and keep fuck the shit out of me!"

As she pulled him as close as possible and joined their lips together again, he set back into a strong pace as he fucked her. Within a few minutes she screamed into his mouth, her answer being a grunt as her cunt tightened around his cock she was brought to an orgasm.

"Ooohhh!... Oohhh... You fucker... That's it..." She babbled between kisses as her orgasm took course, his thrusting not diminishing their intensity despite the added constriction. "Oh God..."

She gasped as he drew himself out, telling her to stand up. As soon as her still wobbly legs touched the floor he grabbed her hips and turned her around, pushing her against the wall as he pressed against her from behind.

"Ugh... What do you think you are doing?" She said with a smirk, her face turned to the side to glance at him. "What, you think I'm gonna let you fuck my ass?"

"I was thinking about fucking your cunt from behind. But now that you mention it..." His hands drifted low to her shapely ass, groping it before giving her a firm slap. "It has been a long time since I had a shot at that."

"You motherfucker." She said, almost laughing as she wiggled her fine backside against him, earning it a couple more smacks. Under his assault she continued her playful questioning. "And who told you I would let you fuck my ass?"

"Well, right now, even if you didn't let me..." At this he reached up and grabbed her by her long hair, cocking her head back and prompting a yelp from her. "...then I'm just gonna take it."

He used his hand on her hair and another on the waist to position her, pressing her upper body against the wall as her ass jutted out in his direction, almost begging for him. Not one to disappoint, he grabbed her cheeks and set his cock at her puckered entrance.

"You fucker." She hissed as he teased her asshole. "Just do it already."

"Them tell me how much you want it, why don't you?" He wiggled his hips, torturing her with his cock's head. "Tell me how you want this cock inside you.

"Yes! I want it!" She said, impatiently trying to push him inside her. "I'm just a slut who desperately wants a cock inside her, okay? Are you happy now?!"

Rather than words, he answered by tightening his grasp on her hips and pushing forward strongly, breaking through the tightness of her anal entrance to nest inside her warm backdoor.

"Shit... No matter how many times I fuck it, you continue as tight as the first time!" He said as he started moving, trying to set a pace. "You are amazing, Kristen."

"Uuggh... Thanks..." She said between groans. She had her cheek pressed against the wall, her face turned to the side; he could see her face scrunched up as she adjusted to the invasion, biting her bottom lip so seductively to keep from screaming. "Fuuuck... This is so good..."

After a while trying, he eventually managed to get used to her tight ass and started slipping his cock inside it, pulling almost completely out before slamming back inside. Kristen's body was rocked by his hard thrusts, her face pressing almost painfully against the wall as she alternated between grunts and moans while he fucked her.

It was by sheer luck that no one came across this scene, the 'Twilight' star being fucked in the ass by a common guy against a wall. Though, with their mindset taken over by pleasure, the most that could happen was their romp becomes a threesome.

"Ooooooohhh God! Fuck... Faster... Hhhhmmmm..." Kristen moaned out, gasping in surprise as he leaned forward. He held her by the hair, pulling a bit as he brought his face close to hers and gave her a hard kiss.

"Shit, if you keep tightening like that I won't hold for long." He told her, kissing her cheek and ear almost lovingly—a strange contradiction from the brutal, almost rape-like ass-pounding he was simultaneously giving her.

Within a couple 'minutes'—really, one's perception of time gets really messed up when fucking—Kristen started feeling her legs get weak, not withstanding his strong thrusts.

"Then get the fuck on the floor!"

He held into her waist and brought her along as he drew back, never taking his cock from inside her; this allowed Kristen to slide off the wall and lower herself, until there was enough space for her go on her knees and support herself on her hands.

Now with her in the traditional doggy-style position, the thrusts restarted with renewed vigor and the pace became faster and harder; Kristen's body rocked back and forth by the violence of the thrusts, the sound of their skin slapping against each other being as loud as her moaning. The fact his balls kept hitting her pussy whenever he slammed himself into her only added to the pleasure.

"Hhhhmmm... Ooohh yeeeesss... Fuck me, fuck meeeee!" Kristen kept babbling, sometimes almost incoherently as he kept pounding her. After a while the pleasure reached its peak, the ever-lovely constriction of her ass muscles helping intensify the feeling and bring him to the edge.

"C'mon you slut, where do you want it?!" He almost growled, trying to keep the pace while doing his best to avoid blowing.

"Wherever you want!" She yelled back, moaning like a bitch. With his mind far too busy to think over his options, he settled for continuing what he started.

He grabbed her hair again, bringing her upper body upwards to press against his chest and snuggling his face against her neck. Circling his hands around her, he grabbed her breasts—eliciting renewed moans from her—to keep her still as he pounded her slower but harder, burying his entire length all the way to her bowels.

"Yes... Yes...! Oooooh fuuuuckk!" Kristen screamed as he bit down on her shoulder, his body going still in his thrust as she felt his member twitch and start shooting his whitey essence deep into her.

They stood like that for a moment as he spewed his entire load inside her, Kristen's face seemingly frozen in a sexy 'O' as she took it all.

As his hands started moving on her chest again—caressing her breasts—his face started trailing kisses and nibbles along her neck, reaching her face and planting a passionate tongue-filled kiss on her as she turned to look at him.

"So, was I a good substitute for Emma?" He asked against her neck, smirking as they came down from their sex-induced high.

"Good enough." She shot back, teasingly. "But was that bite truly needed? I'm not into vampires."

He chuckled as he looked down at her shoulder, seeing his bite had left a mark. Lowering his head a bit, he put his tongue out and licked it over. Kristen chuckled.

"Now, get up. They probably got Shailene under control already, and if I know Jen and Emma they are probably having their way with her. Want a shot at the new girl?" She asked.

"Truthfully? I would prefer to have another shot at you." He said, pinching her butt as he pulled her down on him again.

"How... cheesy, but thanks anyway. I will tell you what..." She turned around, sitting on his lap facing him. "We can go to my hotel room. If you can get hard again until we arrive I will let you fuck me all night long, plus I might even employ you. If not, well..." She moved her hand down, grasping his flaccid member. "Well, I guess Emma will hear about it."

He looked at her, smirking as he already felt himself twitch on her hand. "You are on, bitch."

-

Meanwhile, with the other girls

"Wow, that was quick!" Jennifer Lawrence exclaimed as Shailene Woodley sat down on the table.

"It... uhm... it was too full." The 'Divergent' star lied, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

It became even worse shortly after that, as Emma Watson also arrived at the table. Shailene recoiled as the British girl apologized for her absence, and after that blushed and avoided looking at her.

This didn't go unnoticed by Jennifer, nor by Alexandra Daddario.

"Are you two alright?" Alexandra asked.

"Y-Yeah! Of course!" Shailene said, faking enthusiasm. She gave a nervous chuckle. "Why wouldn't it be?!"

"Really?" Jennifer exclaimed with a raised eyebrow. "I hope you are a better actress on-screen than that."

"It's alright. Shai, we have to talk; I got to explain something to you." Shailene blushed again as Emma interceded. The British star looked at the two other girls. "Can you give us some time here? I have to talk to her about... that."

Jennifer and Alexandra perked up at this, and Jennifer smiled. "I thought you had already done that?"

"I hadn't talked yet." Emma sighed, before being blunt. "She caught me and Kristen on the bathroom."

Shailene blushed even brighter as the two widened their eyes—and in Jennifer's case, widened her smile as well—and looked at her. She didn't know what to do, think, or expect.

"You sure you want to be the one to talk to her?" Jennifer asked, to which Emma nodded—her smirk going unnoticed by Shailene. "Well, in that case I will leave you two alone. Come on, Alex, let's give the two lovebirds some space."

Shailene almost spilled her drink at Jennifer's words, looking a cross between indignant and embarrassed.

"Don't mind Jen. I think you already have a good understanding of how she is." Emma said once they were 'alone', most people leaving to the dance floor as they started to play some particularly loud bands.

"So, Shai, I have to talk to you."

"Look, it's okay." Shailene said, trying to defuse the situation. "I don't have anything against you girls. I'm really cool with it, I'm not prejudiced or anything. I... I was just surprised, that is all. I think the media would get crazy if they discovered." She chuckled.

"Thanks, I guess. But it is not like that." Emma said, her eyes keeping contact with Shailene's. "Me and Kristen are not lovers, and we aren't really lesbians either."

"Uhm, are you girls bi then?"

"You could say that." Emma sort of agreed. "We mostly just fool around with each other, kinda like experimenting. Jennifer and Alexandra as well, and also Alexa and Vanessa. In fact, that is partly what our club is about."

"Wait, what?!" Shailene's mind screamed, though she did not voice it. Her eyes still gave away her shock, wide as they were after the revelation.

"I mean, when we started me and Alexa were just young girls, thrust into the whole Hollywood scene. It can be very overwhelming, so our parents and managers set us together to alleviate the tension. Having someone of the same age, going through the same situation... It helps a lot. We became friends, we grew up on those sets, we made a lot together. And... we also went through some teen phases together..."

"I get it, okay?" Shailene said, trying again to defuse the situation. "I know, we can get those urges to try out, to... explore. I'm okay with it, I really am."

Emma pursed her lips. "We eventually met Kristen and Vanessa, who were also making it big, and decided to expand our little group. We found a common theme and went with it." She looked at Shailene, who still seemed hesitant. "We aren't a sex-crazed orgy group, don't worry. We are just a group of friends, having fun together; we fool around with each other sometimes, true, but it doesn't mean we are going to force you into anything."

Shailene took in her words. Indeed, she was happy they considered her for their little club, and even more so that Emma was seemingly willing to have her stay even if she didn't partake on their more sexual activities. From the little time she had been with them, she had already liked them a lot!

Besides, it was not like she was so different anyway. She did her fair share of experiencing in the past... and she couldn't say it was bad.

"So, Shailene..." Emma looked at her, slightly insecure. "What... What do you say?"

Shailene looked at the British girl, seeing her insecurity at her reaction. She would be lying if she said she was not a bit excited at the idea of the club; while she preferred men, her experimenting did make her... more open to the same sex.

She would also be lying if she said she wasn't attracted to these girls, especially to Emma Watson.

So, she answered her question not with words, but with action.

Inching closer to the British girl Shailene smiled and raised her hand to her face, softly caressing it with her thumb. Emma froze for a moment before smiling back, kissing the thumb softly when it moved across her lips; she inched closer as well, looking Shailene in the eye.

In the midst of their romantic gestures they brought their faces closer together, their eyes half-lidded alternating between looking at each other's eyes and at each other's mouths. It started as a tentative touch, their lips hovering over each other's, butterfly kisses around them, a feather-like touch that left them tempted to push forward.

Who finally gave in and pushed they didn't know; when they came to be, their mouths were joined in a tentatively gentle kiss. As soon as they broke off they came back together, raining short but steadily longer pecks on each other that soon enough turned into a full kiss, still gentle but a bit more passionate.

In no time they eventually started relaxing and letting up, their hands finding each other's face and hair as their kisses deepened and—again, none knew who started—their tongues came to clash. Shailene moaned in bliss as Emma knew full well what she was doing, disentangling their mouths to trail her kisses along her jaw and into her neck; she moaned even further when she felt the Brit's hand move into her shirt and caress her belly.

"You sure this is what you want?" Emma asked in a whisper against her ear, her sexy accent and breath forming goosebumps on the Californian girl.

"Ain't this answer enough?" Shailene shot back, turning her face to capture the Brit in another kiss.

The two were soon making out like lovers, hidden from nosy eyes or accidental glances by their table's strategic, difficult to spot position, away from the now-crowded area. They were still in public, true, but it only served to make the situation even better...

-

"Come on, Alex, let's give the two lovebirds some space."

With that said Jennifer Lawrence got up and left the table, followed closely by Alexandra Daddario.

"I'm surprised." Alexandra said, as soon as they were out of hearing range. "With the way you were acting, I thought for sure you would want to be the first to get a shot at Shai."

"Emma was more eager, though." Jennifer said, leaning against a wall. "Besides, it's not like Shailene will refuse joining our club. I will get a shot later."

"How can you be so sure?" Alexandra also leaned against the wall, side-by-side with Jennifer as they watched the two girls in the table from afar. "She seemed rather hesitant with the whole thing."

Jennifer smirked and pushed off the wall before moving to Alexandra's front, grabbing her by the waist as the dark-haired woman now stood between her and the wall. Alexandra smirked back against her, doing the same to the blonde's waist and pulling her closer.

"You also seemed hesitant at first." Jennifer reminded, leaning forward and nibbling the older girl's ear. "And look at you now."

Saying this Jennifer moved her face along Alexandra's, moving to face her directly. They looked at each other for a moment, identical smirks on each, before sending their lips crashing together in a deep kiss.

Once they broke off, Alexandra gave a squeal as Jennifer pushed further against her, her back plain against the wall as one of Jennifer's hands left her waist to cope a feel of her breasts.

"Come Jen, not here." She said, giggling a bit as the blonde continued feeling her up.

"Yes. Right here, right now." Jennifer said decisively, drawing back slightly just to give her enough space to bring her other hand up, now openly squeezing Alexandra's impressive chest with both hands.

"Hhhmm..." Alexandra moaned, not really having the will to resist the assault on her rack. "You really do love these, don't you?"

"As would anyone in their right mind." Jennifer said, using her plump lips to briefly suck on Alexandra's. "I mean, these must be the most sought-after pair of titties after your little performance on 'True Detective'."

"Look who's talking." Alexandra pushed back, returning the gesture with an added bit of tongue. "Miss 'we haven't seen your boobs at all'. When are you gonna show your funbags to the public?"

"Who cares about these-" At this Jennifer took her hands off Alex, and instead groped and lifted her own chest. "-when they can have those!" She grabbed Alexandra's again, eliciting a moan and smile from the dark-haired girl.

They didn't need words to agree on their course of action, Jennifer grabbing her hand and pretty much racing to the bathroom. Once there they became almost a blur, nothing but a mess of limbs as they groped and made out with each other while stumbling inside the closest stall.

As soon as they locked the stall's door, Jennifer turned them around and slammed Alexandra against the door. Laughing at their situation, Jennifer immediately pounced on the bustier girl; bringing their lips together hotly again, while her hands moved behind to work...

"Jen!" Alexandra squealed as Jennifer drew back again, having released the straps that held her top together. As they fell off and revealed her bountiful breasts, free from any bra confinement, Jennifer took the chance to worship them directly with her hands.

"You don't know how much I hated you at first because of these babies." Jennifer said, entranced as she massaged and drew moans from her lover. "I used to be the bigger breasted of the group, and loved having them suck on these."

"Yeah?" Alexandra moaned dreamily. Jennifer always told her that story, but as long as she continued fondling her she wouldn't mind.

"But then you came, with those humongous things on your chest, and took it from me." She grasped roughly the boobs, making Alexandra whimper briefly. "Then we fucked, and I got over it. Instead of hating you, I started to love you and your melons."

"Then prove it to them."

"I wouldn't have it any other way..." Lowering herself, Jennifer stood eye-to-eye with her erect nipple and softly blew at it. This made Alexandra gasp loudly, used to have Jennifer just go right to motorboating and sucking.

As Jennifer continued to tease her, she eventually grew far too frustrated and pulled the blonde into her, smothering her face in her firm D-cups. Jennifer didn't seem to mind as she maneuvered herself up a mound, kissing and nibbling along the way before taking the pebble-like nipple in her mouth.

"Oh God!" Alexandra moaned loudly, throwing her head back and arching her chest forward as her friend suckled her lovingly. Meanwhile, Jennifer grinned as she sucked harder, surprised as always on not being able to take the entire tit in her mouth at once.

"Let... Let me work a bit too."

With a surprising amount of strength Alexandra pushed Jennifer back; the blonde stumbled backwards, almost falling but managing to catch herself in time, instead falling with her bum on the stall's toilet—thankfully the lid was down.

Alexandra didn't give time for her friend to recompose, taking off Jennifer's jacket and pulling up her top to reveal her—still impressive—bra-clad rack. She crouched down and latched her lips on the top of the breasts, on the exposed cleavage, where she bit and kissed and made Jennifer gasp and giggle in excitement, leaning back on the seat.