The Hollywood couple

by Uncut Sailor

4 Mar 2021 562 readers Score 8.3 (17 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


They walked into the club at 10 pm on a Saturday night. He was 6’4” with dark hair combed back with balm and his piercing blue eyes scanning the room. His tuxedo fit his athletic frame in the way only a hand tailored suit could. His smile filled the room. He was an actor who had not quite made it to the top but was on his way up. She was stunning in her silver sequined dress. When you saw her you knew she was somebody, but not quite from where.

She was all woman. About 5’ 5” with curves in all of the right places. Her Blond hair trailed down her back past her shoulders. The dress appeared conservative with a high neck line that went almost to her chin. This adorned by a diamond necklace that glimmered with at least 10 karots draping down to her cleavage. The dress was open in the back that dipped down to her ample butt. There was no obvious room for underclothing in this dress. Her makeup was subtle it is hard to improve perfection.

The matradee greeted them and without a word escorted them to one of the best tables in the club. Champagne appeared within seconds and was poured by the wine steward. They were in the center of the room one table removed from the dance floor. They toasted each other with the bubbly wine.

The band was playing a hopping new tune and they got up to dance. He escorted her to the floor as the dancers parted to allow them access. He held her hand up and spun her around into his embrace. He placed his large right hand on her hip, but it draped down her hip and onto her butt cleavage. The top of her crack was covered by her low-slung dress, but just barely. When his hand pressed against her dress it revealed the very top of her beautiful crack.

They danced closely and seductively. The band was not a top-notch name band but was good. They played all of the popular music. They danced for two songs and returned to their table. They refreshed their glasses with wine from the wine bucket. The cool drink set them on fire.

The pair drank in silence, enjoying the music and the ambience.

A few fans tried to approach them, but the staff steered them away. They were there not to be seen but to have a good time. The club was well known as a Hollywood hangout for the stars, so the staff ensured an uninterrupted good time for all of their guests.

After a few bottles of champagne and quite a lot of dancing they motioned to the waited for the check. He signed it and left a very generous tip. The matradee was informed when the check was requested, so he had the doorman collect their car.

It was an old car by Hollywood standards, but it was a classic. A 1930 Packard coupe convertible. It was silver and matched her dress. The mammoth convertible had a nose on it that went on forever. The custom interior was white leather, and the dash was sparkling with all of the chrome.

He escorted his date to the passenger side of the gleaming convertible. She had to pull up her dress to navigate her way into the car. She utilized the running board to get in. He ensured her dress was out of the way before he closed the door and walked around the car and got in.

She scooted over and pressed herself against her date on the ride to his house. Her hand on his leg patted and rubbed as they talked about their night during their ride. His trousers were cut lose and without anything underneath he had plenty of room for growth. His trouser snake started to come alive. Between their dancing and all of the wine, anticipation had been built up and he needed release.

She noticed his problem arising and started to play with him. They were in an open car in Los Angeles at 2 am. They didn’t have a care in the world who saw them or what they were doing. She got him to full attention and felt a wet spot down the leg of his wool pants. Somehow, they navigated their way to his house.

They parked the car in front of the house in the curved driveway. No time to park in the garage. The house was beautiful. Two stories and twelve rooms. It was built in the 20’s in Hollywood’s silent film days. He bought this house after his second film. It cost nearly $100,000 but he could afford it.

They entered the house and started their embrace as the door swung shut. He took over and bent to seek her mouth. The lipstick was waxy and made a lubricant for his mouth and tongue. They kissed and he pressed against her curves. He mentioned they should get more comfortable. She said wait here and went up the stairs.

She came down the stairs a few minutes later. Her nightgown was sheer with sequins in certain areas to ensure modesty. He looked up at her with anticipation. He escorted her into the sitting room and placed a record on. The music was soft and filled the room. They were on the couch and he couldn’t get enough of her.

They eventually headed up the stairs for the main event. He stripped on the way up the stairs. His housekeeper would straighten up in the morning. They entered the bedroom she had prepared for them. There were candles lit around the room and the satin sheets were lush and sleek. She laid back and he jumped on top of her nude. He did brace himself so as not to crush his date.

He pulled down her nightgown and started working on her nipples. They were a dark rose color in contrast to her white skin. He lavished those rosebuds and worked his way back to her mouth. The lipstick was eaten away, and her paler mouth still was swollen from all of the attention they have been given. He finally gently lifted her nightgown up over her head.

He revealed all of her glory. Her body was thinner nude than with clothes on. Her bush was shaved clean.

He reached down between her legs and started giving her attention in that area. He knew his way around this woman. They had been together nearly a year and made many public appearances. His mouth sought her engorged private area. His hand worked her over while his mouth lavished every part of her.

He had been single for so long it felt great to be able to be himself with his lovely date. The studio had pressed him to get married. He found her during a shoot and they instantly hit it off. Their first date had been set up by the studio and he enjoyed himself. He had kept his secret from the public, but most of Hollywood knew about him and his kind. There were a lot of young handsome men in Hollywood who would do anything with anyone to get ahead. He was one of them at one point and “slept his way to the top.”

She was on her way up but as a starlet she went by looks and talent. She loved handsome men and wanted to marry a star. She dated but didn’t want to get the reputation of being fast. He was perfect for her and from the first her scope was on him. She knew of the rumors about him but didn’t care.

As he pulled on her private area, she grabbed his head and forced his mouth onto her intimate spots. He licked and pulled. He put his thumb into his mouth lubricating it and pushed it into her hole. What an experience. She had him just where she wanted him, between her legs. It took all of her self-control not to climax when his thumb penetrated her.

The night had been perfect, and she was going to put the cherry on top of the cake. She pushed him up and he flipped onto his back. She lowered herself to his throbbing penis. It was definitely a main event prize. Long thick with foreskin for days. She licked his balls while holding his dick in her hand. She worked down his balls and pushed his legs up. He brought his legs up and out exposing his dark hairy opening. She went to the dark spot. Her tongue penetrating him and tasting his insides. She knew what he liked and was an expert at pleasing him.

After a while of working his brown eye, she stuck two fingers into his wetness. They slipped in and he groaned with pleasure. Her fingers found his prostate and started massaging it. He couldn’t take much more and begged her for it.

She reached between her legs and pressed herself to his hole. She pushed against his hole and the head entered him. She stopped to let him adjust to her entrance and he begged her for more. She pressed into him and began the rhythm and pace he required. Her girth stretched his ring, and her length ensured his prostate was getting the attention he desired. He came without touching himself. He preferred prostate orgasm to penis stimulation. She continued on for a while and climaxed into him. When she pulled out, they laid side by side. They were spent and definitely had the night of their lives.

She knew they would never marry and have children. But they were a couple. All of the other starlets envied her, because he wouldn’t give them any attention. He was a one-woman man and she liked it that way. Making it in Hollywood wasn’t easy, buy if you had what counts you got your way.