Jessica Alba - Honestly Stressed

"Merde, putain..." Pierre gasped, shoving his cock deeper into Jessica's mouth with each spurt of semen.

Moaning, she glared up at him, which had the opposite to the desired effect as he seemed to appreciate the eye contact, forcing himself that much deeper which caused her to violently retch as her dainty nose was squished against his stomach. She heaved and gagged until suddenly, a squirt of cum got into the wrong passage. She spluttered and bucked as thick, gelatinous sperm shot from her nostrils, making even more of a mess of her.

"Sexy fucking bitch..." The Frenchman finally gasped when he let her go, giving her a rather rough shove. Breathless, Jessica fell back against the couch, wheezing and gasping for air. She still hadn't fully comprehended what had just happened, but felt more than a little dirty as Pierre collapsed on the armchair behind him.

"Merde!" he panted, feeling his heart beat a mile a minute. Looking up, he couldn't help but smirk as he saw the gorgeous actress sit on the floor at the foot of the couch, looking more than a little disheveled. Her hair was a mess, standing in bunches away from her head where he had grabbed it, with errant strands plastered all over her forehead and face. Her smoky, elegant eyeshadow, which she had so meticulously applied for him, was ruined: Smudged into dark circles around her eyes with dusky tear-trails running down her cheeks while a gooey dollop of cum-snot hung from the tip of her nose. Added to that the white hooker boots and the smoothly shaven cunt and Jessica Alba looked more like a cheap porn star than a glamorous actress right now.

"Fucking cum-rag..." he muttered as he pushed himself back up to his feet. Knees feeling a bit shaky, he had to take a moment to gather himself and overcome a rush of light-headedness before he began walking across the room to where he had left his clothes in a neatly folded stack. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small vial. Uncapping it, he let a few small pills of different shapes and colors drop into his hand and quickly put them in his mouth. It was an assortment of a couple different enhancers, most of them hard to come by. He immediately felt his tiredness subside and his strength return, his heart-rate slowing to normal. He straightened, a wide grin spreading across his face as he felt more energy, ready to go again as his cock stiffened again. The small, blue pill in the mix did its job, leaving the middle-aged man rejuvenated for another few rounds.

Glancing over, he realized that the actress had watched him "re-erect" himself and had a look of both amazement and horror on her face. She looked ready to drop, like a boxer in the twelfth round of a loosing fight. He had just utterly wrecked her, dominated her, sodomized her and force-fed her his cum, yet she now realized her night was far from over.

"Let's go again, bitch!" His tone was entirely different now, far less jovial and more commanding. He was in charge and they both knew it as he confidently strode towards where Jessica still sat on the floor.

"Pierre..." she began, but didn't get much further when her brunette hair was grabbed tightly and she was pulled upright. She winced as he grasped his cock around the base and firmly smacked her across the face with it, repeatedly, yet she did nothing to stop him, only squinted against the demeaning treatment.

"Open your slut mouth!"

She swallowed, her throat feeling raw from when he had forced her to swallow his cum, but obeyed without protest. Opening her mouth wide, she even stuck her tongue out in the way she had seen the women in porn movies do, figuring that it was what he wanted. Albeit humiliating, she realized that the idea turned her on still. He had made her his slut, was now fully in charge until he said they were done. It was exciting...

Pierre acknowledged her whorish display with a chuckle, registering her silent consent to their dynamic. He rewarded her by wiping the length of his cock across the flat of her tongue a few times, then tapping the spongy head against it. She gagged and flinched a little, but obediently remained in position as he mistreated her.

"Little cheater slut!" he hissed, "What would your husband say..."

The mention of her family had the desired effect in rousing her and she opened her eyes to glare at him, yet when she wanted to speak he used that exact moment to plunge his cock into her mouth.

"Grrrrrrkh!" Jessica retched violently as he once again took her by surprise and pressed the tip of his dick against the entrance of her throat. Her body bucked violently and she reached for his hips, yet she stopped herself from actually pushing him off as Pierre began facefucking her.

"Oui! Fucking Hollywood cunt! Salope!" Pierre hissed, as he thrust into her mouth, utterly overwhelming her and triggering her gag reflex every time. She wasn't a porn star, wasn't used to this kind of treatment and it showed as she coughed and spluttered, utterly overwhelmed by the onslaught. Thick, syrupy saliva began to leak from the corners of her mouth, running down her chin to messily splatter on her breasts and the floor and while she didn't push him away, her neatly manicured fingernails dug into his fleshy hips. "Fucking let me in, you dumb bitch!"

"Grrrkh! Grrrkh! Grrrkh!" It wasn't that she didn't want to relax her throat and allow his cock to slide inside, the problem was far more that her body didn't comply. While Pierre had been extraordinarily careful and gentle when going for her ass, her throat seemed to receive no such consideration as Jessica felt like a ragdoll, being yanked back and forth by her hair while being forced to choke on the Frenchman's girthy cock. Tears, snot and saliva ran from her orifices, making an absolute mess of the gorgeous woman, who hardly understood what was happening. Suddenly, Pierre's cock was pulled from her mouth and as she gasped for air, she suddenly received two loud, stinging open-palm slaps across her face, making her head fly. She cried out in shock, but before she knew it that thick slab of man-meat was crammed back between her jaws, battering the entrance to her throat.

"Grosse pute! Allez!" Pierre shouted at her, only increasing the stress she now experienced, feeling more than a little stupid right now. Things had changed a lot over the last hour. He had started by listening to her problems, massaging her sore shoulders and eating her pussy, charming and seducing her. Now that she had given in, her defenses lowered, she was getting fucked in the ass, called a bitch and a slut and slapped around for not complying fast enough. He had tricked her, was taking advantage of her, there was little doubt about that. Yet at this point, she felt like there was nothing to do but ride it out. She had been duped and her petite holes were now paying the price.

She retched when Pierre stopped his onslaught, but instead he now pressed the tip of his cock against the entrance to her throat, demanding entry. She bucked, but his grip on the back of her head was too strong and he held her in place, making her gag.

"Stick your tongue out, bitch! All the way out!"

The command felt cruel, her gaping mouth already stuffed completely full and Jessica didn't believe she could comply, but she tried nonetheless. To her own surprise, she managed to push forward, feeling him shudder as the wet, spongy flat of her appendage slid along the underside of his sensitive cock. She forced it past her teeth, gagging and grimacing as she finally managed to poke the very tip of her tongue out past her lips. She gave a muffled moan, signaling her success and as she did, she understood why he had made her do it. Pushing her tongue out had changed the opening to her pharynx a bit, creating a little more space. The actress retched violently as Pierre pushed into that space, pressing ahead, but was easily held in position.

Just as she hoped for a moment of reprieve, thinking he had filled the newly-created room and was going to give her a break, she was caught completely off guard when Pierre suddenly slapped the back of her head hard. She would have cried out, but the smack forced her head forward, which in turn drove his cock into her throat. Her tired, overworked muscles finally relented, giving way to allow the triumphant Frenchman to slide himself into her gullet. She could hear him groan with pleasure as he was engulfed by the liquid heat of her warm, wet throat.

"Aaaah! Oui, bitch! Suck my dick, you dumb cunt!" Pierre tossed his head back, eyes closed in bliss as he basked in the glory of the moment. He absolutely loved getting his dick sucked by a pretty woman. On one side, it felt fantastic of course, to have a silky, hot mouth wrapped around his dick, pleasuring him, but it was made even better by what the act signified. It was domination, her working to please him while getting nothing in return. Good-looking women often were worshipped these days, were pampered and got their way and this certainly applied to Jessica, who had made millions in several industries, using her assets to her advantage.

Well, he was using her assets now, and he loved it. Having the stunning actress kneel on the floor in front of him, wearing nothing but those incredibly slutty boots as he got her face used like some disposable sextoy... it was a thrill. She would certainly remember this for the rest of her life, how she had been absolutely dominated, her dignity taken away as she broke her marriage vows. Every demeaning act he put her through made her comeuppance sweeter and the fact that she was a willing participant was the cherry on top.

Jessica quickly figured out the best way to get facefucked. Doing her best to relax and give Pierre full control over her, she managed to focus on calming down and regulating her breathing. Her retching lessened as the Latina managed to find her inner peace, just letting things happen. She concentrated on the thick, meaty cock sliding in and out of her throat, managed to breathe in little bursts when he pulled out and she couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride as she allowed herself to become a warm, pliant hole for him. Letting go of his hips, she slowly put her arms behind her back and crossed her wrists, further giving up control to the dominant Frenchman. She was his good little slut. She'd do what he wanted.

Pierre felt Jessica's submission. He was a little surprised, from what he had heard, she was almost as stubborn and driven as she was beautiful. He had half-expected protests, a power struggle. Instead, the actress peered up at him with huge, dark eyes, sucking his cock dutifully as his balls smacked against her chin with every thrust. He gave her a snide grin. If she was such a good, little bitch, he was happy to push the limit further...

"Gaaaah!" Jessica heaved when Pierre suddenly pulled her off his cock by her hair. Her lungs burned, her throat ached, her vision was blurry from gag-tears and slight asphyxiation, but as Pierre roughly used her hair to angle her face upwards she hardly missed a beat. Squinting, she opened her mouth wide and lolled out her tongue to give a whorish display as he began smacking her cheeks, tongue and nose with his spit-slick member.

Amazed by her brazen show, Pierre took complete advantage and proceeded to slap his meat all over her features, leaving shiny slime trails on her flushed caramel skin. Once he grew tired of turkey-slapping her, the bald Frenchman stepped forward to dunk his hairy ballsack into the dickdrunk woman's mouth. He groaned with pleasure as her famous, soft lips sealed around his testicles and she gently sucked them. Her tongue lashed at his nuts as she worshipped them alternately as the woman seemed to have momentarily abandoned all shame.

"Fuuuck yeah, putain!" Pierre moaned; his eyes closed in bliss as he basked in the feeling of having an a-list celebrity eagerly suck his balls. Her oral cavity was amazingly warm and wet, and when she gave a mumbling purr, the vibrations travelled along the stem of his cock, tingling his spine. He pulled his balls away, letting them pop free from her lips with a smacking 'pop' before shoving them right back inside and repeating the process several times as Jessica happily indulged him.

"You're fucking pathetic..." he chuckled, loving how the woman that refused to do nudity had turned into a happy, little ballsucker. To drive his contempt home, he pulled his spit-soaked scrotum from her mouth and proceeded to drag it all over her features. Jessica cringed, her nose crinkling adorably, but she giggled and let it happen as the older man's fleshy testicles were rubbed up and down over her face, smearing the remnants of her makeup completely into dark smudges.

Pierre continued to amuse himself by debasing her like this for a while, amazed by what the formerly classy woman took with a smile. It seemed that the exhaustion, endorphins, alcohol and drugs had finally caused something to snap inside her as she had turned into a complete slut.

Looking around, he spotted the almost empty bottle of Tequila within arm's reach and grabbed it.

"Open!"

Jessica complied without hesitation, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out in expectation of a drink, but when she closed her eyes, Pierre instead leaned forward and sent a fat gob of spit right into her waiting mouth.

Her entire body shuddered with repulsed humiliation, realizing what he had done, but instead of following her instincts and spitting it out, she remained in place and simply glared up at him with huge, bloodshot eyes.

"Good bitch!" Pierre complimented her disdainfully, treating the coveted beauty as if she was a lap dog that he was teaching tricks. "Swallow!"

The Latina had to battle herself for a moment, overcoming her disgust. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and gulped the revolting phlegm down, her throat rolling multiple times before she finally opened her mouth wide again, showing that it was all gone.

Her reward was Tequila. Pierre placed the tip of his cock against her velvety-soft lower lip, then proceeded to pour the spirit onto his shaft, allowing it to dribble into Jessica's waiting mouth. Taken aback, the actress coughed as the liquid burned in her throat, spluttering as it ran messily down her chin. However, she quickly recovered and did her best to gulp down as much as she could manage as Pierre emptied the final bits of the expensive booze down her throat.

Tossing the spent bottle onto the couch, Pierre once again grabbed her by her hair with both hands and began to facefuck her in earnest. Plunging his cock straight down that elegant throat, he caused the actress to retch miserably, but didn't restrain himself at all. He wrapped her silken tresses around his fingers to get an even tighter hold of her head and mercilessly fucked the actress' mouth as she bucked and gagged.

"Oui, Jessica! Give me that fucking mouth!" he hissed at the dazed actress. Clenching his jaw, he snarled wildly as he used all the energy and force he could muster. He only had one goal in mind. "I am going to paint your slut face, putain!"

The words hardly registered in Jessica's brain as the onslaught was too much. Never in her life had she thought that it would even be possible to be so utterly used. She couldn't breathe at all any more, Pierre's thick, fleshy tube stuffing her airways completely, dragging syrupy saliva up from the depth of her throat that exploded from her mouth and nostrils as she gagged. She squinted against the abuse, but soon the pure intensity of the situation caused her eyes to roll back as asphyxiation began to set in. Her wrists remained neatly crossed behind her back as if she had forgotten that she could actually defend herself, but at this moment that thought never crossed her mind. Right now, all Jessica Alba was, was a warm, wet hole for Pierre Gane to fuck.

When Pierre's intent to give her a facial finally settled in Jessica's impaired brain, she didn't protest either. While in any other situation, a man spraying his sticky cum all over her face would have seemed repugnantly misogynistic, it seemed perfectly fitting right now. She was nothing more than his fucktoy, his cum dumpster, it only made sense to let him jizz across her face. As she felt his grunts get louder, listened to the insulting names he called her, the famous beauty did nothing to stop what she knew was imminent.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! OH FUCK! AAARRRRGH!" Getting carried away, the bald Frenchman roared as he finally lost his composure. His legs began to tremble and he thrust himself one last time balls-deep into the Latina's mouth, then pulled out. Jessica heaved and spluttered, thick, slimy spit splattering on her breasts as Pierre untangled one hand from her hair and began stroking his cock furiously, aiming at her panting face.

"Salope stupide!" he groaned as he exploded, shooting a thick rope of cum across the bridge of Jessica's dainty nose. The actress recoiled instinctively, but his other hand was still entangled in her hair and he inexorably held her in place as his cum target. "Tongue out, you brainless bimbo bitch!"

Jessica didn't miss a single beat obeying to the harsh order, pushing her tongue out to the point it almost looked like she was trying to lick her own chin. Acknowledging the gorgeous woman's undignified display with a strained grunt, Pierre aimed his next shot across the flat of her spongy, pink tongue, covering her tastebuds with his jizz, satisfied that it still made her gag. Adjusting his target, his next two spurts plastered themselves across her left cheek all the way into her hairline, gluing her left eye shut in the process. He groaned with bliss as the next few, weaker spurts hit the actress' chin, nose and forehead, the white cum contrasting beautifully with the flushed caramel skin. Stroking his cock to get the last remains of his load out, he proceeded to swipe the spongy head across Jessica's right eyelid, deliberately pasting it shut and leaving the actress blind. Spent, he then let go of his cock and leaned down, tilting Jessica's face upwards by his grip on her hair before letting a large gob of spit messily drop onto her forehead for a final humiliation, loving the whimper the demeaning act drew.

"Fuuuuck!" he muttered, feeling lightheaded as he straightened. His knees were worryingly weak after his third consecutive orgasm. He took a moment, trying to slow down his breath and heartbeat, admiring his handiwork. Jessica looked like she had been the center of a rather rowdy gangbang. Sitting on her heels, she knelt on the floor naked. Her pretty, freshly-shaven pussy visible between her knees, her slim, girly stomach and firm breasts were splattered in glistening, quickly-congealing saliva that had dripped from her chin. The further up he looked, the worse the situation became until there literally wasn't a square millimeter of skin on her face that wasn't coated in a drying mixture of her spit, snot, tears, make-up as well as his white cum and the thick drop of his spit that now oozed down her brow. Her hair, silky and luxurious when he had first met her earlier in the evening, was now a complete mess, matted by sweat, jizz and spit and stuck out in tufts where he had grabbed and pulled on it. Panting to catch her breath while keeping her eyes closed to avoid getting blinded by his alkaline cum, she bore little resemblance to the gorgeous, world-renowned actress and looked much more like a pornstar. A complete cum dumpster.

"Stay!"

Jessica felt a shiver as he sharply commanded her like a dog, but she didn't have it in herself to put a stop to this. It almost felt like she was under some sort of spell. He was in charge of her and she couldn't help but obey and kneel on the floor, completely blind while listening to his footsteps walking across the room, then returning to her. She almost hoped he would get her a towel or something to wipe her face with, but those hopes were quickly dashed when she heard the clicking of the camera. He was taking pictures of her!