Adult-FanFiction.org : Celebrity

At Any Price	By : AEMorgan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 2124 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Good Charlotte. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
A wide grin spread on Tamara’s face and she turned her face slightly to capture Hilary’s lips. “My pleasure,” she replied, kissing Joel quickly before taking Hilary’s hand and slowly pulling her to the bed. “Lie down,” she suggested, climbing onto the bed and settling down on Hilary’s lap. “Want to see you,” she breathed and pulled Hilary’s t-shirt over her head, cupping her breasts in her hands, feeling her nipples straining against the cotton bra.

Hilary’s breath caught in her throat and she shifted on the bed. Her head fell back against the pillow, eyes sliding closed as Tamara massaged her breasts through the bra.

Chewing on her lower lip, Tamara pushed the straps down Hilary’s arms, rubbing her skin gently. Her fingers traced the under wiring under her breasts and around her back, fumbling slightly as she unfastened the catches and pulled her bra free. Looking over her shoulder, she grinned at Joel. Moving to lay next to Hilary, Tamara’s lips found her ear. “Look at Joel,” she whispered, waiting for Hilary to open her eyes and look at her boyfriend; meeting his eyes across the room.

Joel had stumbled back into one of the chairs in the room, his eyes transfixed on the bed, one hand shoved down his pants and fisted around his cock. His lower lip sucked into his mouth, his eyes dilated so wide they were black.

Tamara winked and tossed him Hilary’s bra before climbing back on top of her. “See what you’re doing to him?” She muttered, crushing her lips to Hilary’s, sucking on her tongue until Hilary was wriggling beneath her. Grinning, Tamara pulled back slightly, her hands once again going to Hilary’s breasts, roughly groping them. Making eye contact with Hilary, she dipped her head, mouth going to one nipple, fingers to the other, pinching, rolling, rubbing, sucking and nibbling.

Hilary gasped, hands flying up to grasp Tamara’s shoulders. She arched her chest into the touch, her nipples grazing over Tamara’s palms. “Ta…. Oh!” Her eyes rolled back in her head and she felt herself growing wetter. She rolled her hips, whimpering as she rubbed against the seam of her jeans. “Tamara…” Her hands fisted in Tamara’s t-shirt and she started pulling at it, fingers sliding over Tamara’s firm stomach.

“Hilary…” Tamara replied with a giggle, pressing Hilary’s hands back down on the bed. “This is for you… just lay back and enjoy it,” she instructed, placing a kiss to her belly button, grinning as Hilary bucked on the bed. Sliding down the bed, Tamara settled between Hilary’s legs, fingers fumbling with the fly on her jeans as she unfastened them, pushing Hilary’s jeans down, fingers trailing down her legs as she stripped her. “There, much better,” she commented, kissing the inside of her thigh.

Hilary gasped, reaching out for Tamara as he tongue strayed further up her thigh, lapping along the outer lips of her pussy. Tensing on the bed, her hands gripped Tamara’s shoulders hard, lifting her head to meet Joel’s eyes across the room.

Tamara laughed and looked over her shoulder at Joel, raising an eyebrow as she watched him jerking off. “She’s very responsive,” she commented lightly.

Joel grunted with laughter. “If… uhh… if you think she’s responsive now, you should… uhh… wait ‘til you’ve got your tongue in her.”

Hilary whimpered at Joel’s words, her head slumping back down on the pillow, her grip on Tamara’s shoulders tightening even more as the older girl shifted position again.

“Really?” She smirked, blowing a kiss at Joel before turning her attention back to Hilary, hands sliding under her to cup her ass as she lowered her head to Hilary’s pussy, warm breath ghosting over it, making her shiver on the bed. “Let’s see exactly how responsive you are, shall we?”

Without giving Hilary chance to respond, Tamara leaned closer, inhaling Hilary’s scent, before flicking her tongue out along the full length of the outer lips, teasing them apart with her lips.

“If y…y ou wanna m… m… make uhh… make her scream,” Joel grunted, “suck… oh fuck…” he broke off, breathing hard as he pumped cock into his fist. “Suck on her… her… clit.”

Hilary whimpered, lifting her head at Joel’s deep groan, eyes hooded as she watched him bring himself to orgasm, jerking in the chair as he came, back arching and body tensing; coating his fingers with come before slumping back down in the chair, his legs spread wide.

Ignoring the dampness and throbbing of her own pussy, Tamara pressed Hilary’s hips against the bed, moaning softly as one of her legs brushed against her erect nipples, a shiver running through her.

She dipped her tongue inside Hilary’s pussy to taste her juices, darting in and out, licking and sucking on her labia, before turning her attention to Hilary’s clit, tongue lapping over the sensitive bud, teasing it into swelling out of its bud, until Hilary was rocking her hips, every exhalation a moan.

“Oh… God… Tamara…. Fuck!” Hilary squirmed against Tamara's grip, hands falling to the bed, fingers clenching in the sheet as need crashed through her. Kicking her legs, she arched her back, her head tossing back and forth on the pillow as she dug her heels into the bed, tremors wracking her frame. Biting down on her lower lips, she thrust against Tamara, whimpering as Tamara stopped, her grip tightening until Hilary stilled.

“Good girl,” Tamara whispered, pressing a kiss to Hilary’s thigh, tongue darting inside her again.

Tamara laughed softly, her tongue flickering out, lapping over Hilary’s clit until she was gasping, fingers tangling in Tamara’s hair. “You like that, don’t you,” she murmured appreciatively, the strokes harder and faster until Hilary was jerking lightly, arching against her, crying out as her orgasm shook her body. She pulled away, smirking at Hilary’s wordless cry and kissed her hard on the lips, tongue forcing entry past her lips, letting the younger girl taste herself. Shivering at the feel of Joel’s eyes boring into her back, Tamara grinned at him. “Let’s make you scream,” she whispered to Hilary, blowing softly, watching the muscles in her thighs twitch. She ran her tongue over Hilary’s clit a few more times, making her squirm, before locking her lips around the nub and sucking hard, teasing it with her tongue and teeth until Hilary screamed, another orgasm rocking her.

“No….” Hilary whimpered, twisting on the bed, trying to pull away from the grip Tamara had on her but the older girl was stronger, holding her down on the bed, tongue still busily working on her pussy. “I can’t… not again…” Hilary trailed off with a moan, shaking her head from side to side, trying to close her legs as more pleasure crashed through her. She tensed, every breath a moan as she arched her back, pressing down against the bed, wailing Joel’s name as her body tingled. “I can’t… please… Tamara… too much… not enough…. Please… I can’t… I need… In me… please…”

Tamara took pity on Hilary, pulling away and kissing her. “What do you need, Hilary?” She asked, cupping her breasts in her hands, rubbing her nipples until she was rocking against her.

Hilary moaned, clutching onto Tamara, kissing her neck and shoulders. “In me…” she whispered, slumping back down on the bed, crying out as Tamara worried first one of her nipples, then the other, with her teeth.

“Like this?” Tamara asked, slipping two fingers inside of Hilary, pumping them in and out, and manipulating her clit with her thumb at the same time.

“Yes!” Hilary wailed, rocking into Tamara’s rhythm, the heels of her feet digging into the bed. “No!” She whimpered, changing her mind, gritting her teeth as tears of frustration slid down her cheeks. “Not enough. Please…” She begged. “Tamara… I can’t… I need…”

“What do you need, Hilary?” Tamara asked again, kissing her stomach. “If you don’t tell me, I can’t help you.”

“Joel,” Hilary panted, refusing to look at Tamara.

Tamara laughed breathlessly and turned to face Joel, grinning at the lusty expression on his face, hands gripping the arms of the chair so tightly his knuckles were white, his eyes dilated so wide they were black. “You heard her Joel” she said. “Why don’t you come and give your girl what she needs?”
- 1
- 2
- 3
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

At Any Price