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Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional. It did NOT happen. I do not know any of the celebrities portrayed herein, nor do I make any money from the distribution of this story.

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Going Gonzo
By Mal
Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction. It is not, in any way, intended to reflect reality. It is purely a fantasy originating in the deepest recesses of my mind and should not be taken seriously. I do not know, nor have I ever met Anna Kendrick, the version of her that appears in this story is fictional and entirely based on her celebrity persona. I apologize if that offends you. My intention is only to entertain. Finally, I make no money from the distribution of this work.

Episode 2: Going Public with Anna Kendrick
Story Codes: MF, exhibitionism, fingering, hj, voyeurism, reluctance
You’re fantasizing about celebrities again? Don’t you have any other hobbies? You freeze, your thoughts and sinful motions interrupted again by that strange, seductively sweet alien voice popping into your head. Maybe you could take up video games? It asks, materializing from thin air as your eyes pop open. I understand they’re quite popular with people who spend all their time thinking about someone they’ll never meet…
You’re overcome by an urge to hug the strange floaty screen as it bobs up and down in the space near your head. But an even stronger need fills you. “I—”
Want to see celebrities again? It says, injecting on your thoughts.
“Well…” you say, looking down in embarrassment and biting your lip. “…yes.”
We never talk anymore… It says, floating there comically while somehow looking sarcastic and pouty at the same time. It’s like all you want from is what I can show you… You used to appreciate me for my witty banter… and now its just show me this… and show me that… What about me… I need love too… it adds, in a sad voice.
You say nothing, what could you say really? It’s just a screen after all. It doesn’t have feelings, right? You watch for a moment as it floats there, a quizzical expression on your face. A weird sort of staring contest ensues, where you find yourself just watching as it bobs in the air, a dim golden light shining out of its screen. Finally, it tilts in the air, looking over to the empty space in the bed next to you. Where’s the fatty? It asks, in an almost off-handed way.
“Does it matter?” you respond, not wanting to talk about it.
You see the screen almost seem to shrug. I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t the cause for your marital woes.
“You’re not.” You fold your arms over your chest, intent not to discuss your love life with a view screen. “Now… are you gonna show me what I want to see or not?”
I suppose… what do you want to see?
You smile, your eyes closing as you imagine the scenario you’ve been thinking about since the screen’s last visit less than a week ago. “I want to see Anna Kendrick… having sex… outside…” You add that last part hastily, suddenly wondering if the scenario you came up with was perverted enough to warrant the view screen’s time.
It seems to be thinking the same thing. That’s it? It asks, bobbing there comically.
“Look,” you say, folding your arms crossly. “We both know this wasn’t entirely up to me… Now, are you gonna show me or what?”
Jeez. It says indignantly. I guess the romance really is dead… As its words fade, the brightness of its light grows. It magnifies exponentially till it becomes a brilliant golden blaze. You squeeze your eyes tight, afraid you’ll be blinded if you don’t.
When the light dims and your eyes open, you see her on the screen. Anna Kendrick. It’s just her cute, smiling face, her light brown hair framing her cheeks, her blue eyes shining back at you, and that adorable, signature grin that only shows her upper teeth. She looks sweet and sexy, the girl next door, hot, but approachable. Upon seeing her, you sigh contently. You lay back on the bed, move your hand to your naughty bits, and wait, anticipating the screen merging with you, as it did before.
And away… we… go! Says the screen as it leaps further into the air, congealing into a weird golden bubble. It hangs there momentarily at the height of its leap, before it comes falling back towards the bed. Again, it lands on your face, and you feel no pain as it melts over your head. Moments later, you feel that same disconnect between your body and your point of view.
Curiously, you look around at what appears to be an average looking back yard of an average looking house in an average looking neighborhood in suburban America. “Where are we?” you think, looking around at the perfect blue sky and the little plastic play set, the sand box, the doghouse, the lawn furniture, and the barbeque grill all framed in by a simple looking wooden fence. Behind you is a nice house with white wood paneling and a deck, where the barbeque sits. There is a little rock path that leads from the deck to a swimming pool and there, on the other side of the pool, sitting on a plastic lawn chair, is Anna Kendrick.
We’re outside… obviously… I thought you wanted to get this started…
“I do… It was just a question…”
Well shut up then, we’re just about to get to the good stuff… As the voice fades, you hear the closing of a door behind you. You turn to look and see a faceless man of average height coming out of the house. He’s shirtless, wearing only cargo pants and flip flops and his chest and flabby belly are covered in thick black hair. What is it with you and “dad bods?” the screen asks, as the man crosses the lawn and approaches Anna. She looks up and smiles radiantly as he draws near.
“I thought you wanted me to shut up?” you respond, in annoyance, as you watch Anna stand up and bite her lip coyly, offering the man a tender hug.
He was almost her stepfather, did you know that?
“What are you talking about?” You ask, as the man pulls sweet little Anna into his arms, lifting her to her tip toes and gently kissing her lips.
The man… he was almost her stepdad…
The man kisses Anna like a long-time lover, gently touching her cheek and neck before tenderly running his hands down the open back of the little white sun dress she’s wearing. “How would that even work?” you ask, distracted by the action heating up in front of you. “She’s in her thirties…”
I don’t know…” responds the screen. I guess that’s why we’re doing it this way…
“Whatever… will you shut up? This is just starting to get good…”
Jeez… fine…” the voice dims as Anna moans softly and steps into the faceless man, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her lithe, tiny body against his, large, flabby belly. Oh, it says, chiming back in momentarily, you can create the illusion of sound when you move your point of view if you like. Anna will perceive it as people moving around or making noise outside the fence… Enjoy your show…” it says, finally vanishing from your head.
Your point of view moves and you become one with the man. Now, instead of just seeing what he sees, you can even sense what he is feeling. The kiss breaks and you feel her warm lips on your neck, causing you to shiver and hair on your neck to stand up.
“You’re so hot,” she says breathlessly. She’s still on her tip toes, her body pressed against you, and when you look down at her, there is lust in her pretty blue eyes. The look on her face causes the blood to rush to your cock, and you feel it growing as she places a delicate hand on it over your shorts.
You groan, sighing in pleasure at feeling Anna’s tiny body and her perky boobs rub against your skin. But you shiver at that look, that longing in her gaze. She wants you. The thought is clear and unmistakable. “Why don’t you take it out?” you whisper, “play with it a little…”
She squeezes it though the thin fabric of your shorts, eliciting from you a second groan of pleasure. “Oh, you naughty boy,” she says teasingly. Though her words may be playful, her actions aren’t. As she utters them, you feel her fingers rubbing the head, massaging it, urging it to full attention. Her gaze flits from you, down to the huge bulge now protruding in your shorts, then back up, and into your eyes. Again, coy as could be, she bites her lip and you feel her body rub against you. “You want me to play with it?” she asks shyly.
Your gaze shifts from that of the man, looking down at Anna, to behind the sexy starlet, where the man has grabbed a handful of her tiny ass and is squeezing it affectionately. When it moves, you hear a shuffling noise off to your left, from just beyond the fence. Anna hears it too. She looks over her shoulder, “what was that?” she asks, not lifting her hand from his cock, but no longer rubbing it like a porn star.
“It’s nothing,” you think, and the man speaks, adding a reassuring brush of her cheek to his words. “We’re all alone here…”
She looks back up at you, a trustful countenance to her face. “Okay…” she says breathlessly. She doesn’t say anything else. But, instinctively, as if the screen is giving you insight greater than any human, you know what Anna is feeling. In this case, she’s nervous, worried about being caught and jeopardizing her career. At the same time though, she is curious and a little aroused at the possibility there might be people watching. “Where were we?” she asks renewing her grasp on your penis.
In answer, you slip your hand under the hem of her short little dress and firmly squeeze her ass. She moans, “right,” into your ear and gently squeezes your cock in her hand. She works it between her fingers for a few more moments as you fondle her backside and hold her against your body. Then, in the moment you’ve been waiting for, you feel her hand slip under the waist band of your shorts and wrap around your prick.
Anna is flush with desire. She’s staring into your eyes and slowly stroking your cock in her small hand. Her fingers barely fit around its fleshy girth, but it feels amazing as she teases it. You pull her into your lap as you sit down on the tacky plastic lawn chair, leaning it back so you’re both in a half-reclined position. She lies against you, resting her head on your chest and gazing up at you in longing as she continues to rub your prick. Her small, but perky boobs press against your chest as her hand works you up and down, only adding to the amazing sensation.
You return your hand to the hem of her dress. You lift it, revealing to anyone who may be peering through the fence Anna’s tiny white panties clinging to the taut cheeks of her perfect little ass. She moves one leg to rest on top of yours, giving you easy access to the gap between her thighs. You move aside the crotch of her undies and press your finger to her slit. Moaning into your ear, she rubs your dick as you stroke her folds and tickle her clit.
Soon Anna is dry humping your leg and stroking your prick, which she’s now fished out of your shorts. She’s moaning against you as you stuff two fingers into her cunt. Again, you shift your view, so you can see her tiny hole stretched around the broad, fat fingers of the man. They move in and out, causing Anna to sigh in pleasure as she writhes against him.
But, as your view shifts, you hear giggling and shuffling from just beyond the fence. “What was that?” Anna says, freezing, your massive cock still wrapped in her hand.
“It’s nothing, you say, squeezing her reassuringly. “Probably just the neighbors’ kids playing in the dirt…”
By now, Anna’s more into it. She wants you. Her pussy is sopping wet and she’s been humping your leg for the past ten minutes as you get her in the mood. You can see the concern on her face, but her chest heaves in desire. Internally, you know as much as she doesn’t want to get caught, the prospect of being seen is turning her on. “Okay,” she sighs, reclining back against you, seemingly reassured by your words.
You go back to your fondling, which goes on for another few minutes. Anna relaxes and you work to get her back in the mood. After a bit, she looks up at you. “Will you fuck me?” she asks shyly. Her tone and her look suggest innocence, but there is nothing virginal about the burning desire in her gaze.
In answer, you sit up and carefully move her into a sitting position. You help her pull the sexy white summer dress over her head. She unsnaps her bra as she stands up and then gives you an absolutely wicked grin as she yanks her panties down around her ankles. You slip off your shorts as she does that, noticing her body as you do. Her pussy is a tight little innie with a thin strip of brown pubic hair pointing straight at her clit and her tits are small, but perfectly perky with tiny nipples the color of rose.
Now fully nude except her shoes and socks, she sits, straddling your legs. Her palms press against your chest and she smiles, that cute little look she’s so known for. “I want to go for a ride,” she adds, biting her lip.
“Who am I to deny a lady?” you say playfully, as you lay back and move your arms behind your head.
She sits up and you feel her hand on it. Her eyes close as she presses the tip to the dripping wet opening of her pussy. “So big…” she groans, sitting down on it.
You feel it slowly move inside her. She’s so tight and so small compared to you that every inch feels like heaven. You look up at her, smile as your eyes meet, and continue to watch, content to let her do all the work.
She moves up and down carefully and, with each bounce, you find your cock deeper and deeper inside Anna’s tight little hole. Her delicate hands clutch your hairy, flabby stomach as she slowly works it inside. But, after a bit of work, she sits down hard, and you feel your entire cock enter her. “Fuck,” she sighs, as her head tilts back in ecstasy.
You look up at her, there’s rapture on her face. Her perky boobs jiggle slightly with each bounce even though they are pushed together by her arms as she flexes to keep a grip on your chest and her nipples are now hard as rocks. You reach around and grab her ass with both hands, pushing her down as you rock your hips upwards. Your cock moves inside her and, if possible, you feel yourself press in even deeper.
She smiles down at you, biting her lip coyly and you feel your breath catch at the magnificence of her beauty. “I want to do the work for now,” she says playfully. She allows you to hold onto her ass, but beings to gently rock back and forth, up and down.
As your cock begins to slide in and out of Anna’s tiny, tight pussy, you move your viewpoint, wanting to see her ass as she fucks you. You hear animated whispers and hushed excitement from the fence as Anna beings to bounce up and down on your cock, balancing herself with her grip on your fat, bulbous belly. Her pussy stretches around your huge, meaty cock, and each time she sits down on it, she moans softly.
Anna’s gaze flits to the fence as the sounds waft to her ears. But she’s so caught up in the moment all she can do is continue to move. Her cheeks flush with embarrassment, her eyes close, but she groans, holding herself against you and she continues to bounce up and down. “They’re watching us,” she gasps, her voice tinged with worry and excitement.
You look around, your view returning to that of the man, and sure enough, you see movement and a dozen or more pairs of eyes watching from between the slats in the fence. “But you’re getting off on it,” you whisper, firmly grabbing Anna’s ass as she moves up and down on your cock. “Your nipples are hard as diamonds. I can feel them rubbing against me.”
“I’m not a pervert,” she sighs, sitting down hard on your cock. But her look belies her statement. Her eyes meet yours, and you can see the shame, but mostly, the lust burning there. She bites her lip and wiggles her ass, causing your cock to move inside her. “Fuck me… please…” Her gaze shifts to the fence, “I can’t do it… while… while they watch…”
You brush the hair back out of her face, and again you’re greeted with the sight of her brilliant signature smile. “I’ll do whatever you want…” She meets your answer with a shy grin and by looking down at your chest. “…But, when the time comes, I want you to tell me where to cum… I want you to tell them where you want it…”
Both you and she look to the fence and see all the eyes staring back at you. There must be dozens of people watching now. She bites the knuckle of her thumb, still coy as can be. After a moment, she nods uncertainly. “Okay,” she whispers, sill embarrassed by the situation.
You smile tenderly up at her, showing her the affection you feel bubbling in your throat, beating in your heart, and surging through your cock. “You’re beautiful,” you say softly. You fold her into your arms, holding her close to your body and leaving your prick buried inside. She gasps, wrapping her legs around your waist as you sit up.
You kneel onto the ground, and the entire world changes…
The quaint everyday backyard is replaced by a dark, dingy alley in the inner city. There are dumpsters overflowing with trash, rats scurrying through puddles, and a single streetlight flickering uncertainly above you. You lay Anna down onto a dirty cardboard box as the crowd gathers in around you.
They consist of homeless bums, tattooed gang members, and drug addicts who must live in the abandoned buildings that tower all around you. Anna gasps in embarrassment and hides her face in shame as they look down at her. Her thoughts scream no! She’ll be seen, she’ll be recognized, her career will be over. But, even as those thoughts race through her head, you feel her pussy clenching in desire. Even, perhaps more so, as the paparazzi, who you now notice are mixed into the crowd, begin to rabidly snap pics.
“Don’t look at me,” she gasps, trying to wave off the crowd with one hand while the other covers her face. In response, you grip her hips and take a hard thrust into her pussy, causing her head to violently rock back and forth. You hunch over her, gently kissing her neck as you again rock your hips. Your big, hairy belly moves almost comically over her tight, toned, tiny stomach as you thrust. She moans, wrapping her legs around your waist and, despite her protests, urges you onward. “Fuck me…” she sighs into your ear. “…please don’t stop…”
Not wanting to disappoint, you rear up, gripping her shoulders and begin to slam in and out of her. “Look up at them,” you say, as you push yourself in all the way. She grunts as your balls slap against her ass and you see she bites her lip as she thinks about what you said. “I can feel you clenching, wet with desire.”
Your back begins to bristle with the sweat of your effort. Your cock stretches Anna’s tight little hole, and with each thrust you hear the signature sound of sex, flesh slapping against flesh. Her cunt is sloshing with each stroke of your cock and when you look down at her, she’s panting with desire. “You want to, I can tell… Just give in to that desire, you’ll have a lot more fun.”
The paparazzi’s cameras flash like a disco ball. The crowd is close enough you can smell the sweat and grime of the homeless, read the gang members’ tattooed arms, and see the bloodshot eyes of the drug addicts. But that only drives you on. You hold tight onto Anna’s shoulders, gazing down at her and redouble your efforts. You thrust in and out, driving your cock into her again and again, and each time you are met with a pant, groan, or gasp of desire from the tiny starlet. You can see her peering out from behind her arm, scanning the crowd and watching them watch her.
She bites her lip as her head bounces in time to your thrusting. You can see the indecision in her eyes, but also the lust at being watched. She’s more turned on than she’s been in her entire life. You can see lust and desire overpowering propriety and finally, Anna can no longer hold back from her baser desires. She pulls her arm away from her face, and presses both palms against your hairy, sweat covered, flabby chest. Her eyes lock onto yours, as her legs pull you into her. “Fuck me,” she says again, this time with more volume.
There’s an ooooh from the crowd as Anna’s face is revealed and her cheeks grow flush with embarrassment, but in that moment, you feel her pussy clench tight around your cock. “Fuck me,” she says again, this time loud enough for everyone gathered around to hear. She’s now thrusting back into you, her head tilted back in ecstasy and you see her scanning the crowd, both ashamed and aroused by their presence.
You lean in, kissing her neck as you continue to fuck her with hard, deep strokes. “Tell me where you want it,” you say, looking into her eyes. You look then out at the crowd, “tell them…”
Anna’s eyes roll in her head at the thought of telling this crowd of onlookers where she wants you to blow your load. You can see the pure look of utter arousal on her face. She pulls you down on top of her, as she continues to urge you on with her legs and thrust against you with her hips. She kisses you long and deep.
Your tongue presses into her eager mouth, Anna is fucking back against you, panting, moaning and loving every second of it. She sucks the saliva from your mouth, and you feel her body trembling as she nears orgasm. Suddenly, her head tilts back as you bottom out inside her, hitting her just in that right, magical spot. Her mouth opens and a loud, echoing moan of pleasure bursts from her lips. “Fuck me!” she screams, as her legs begin to shake.
She grips you tight with both her arms and her legs, holding your big, bulbous body tight to hers. Her gaze scans the rowd again as she begins to cum. “I want you to cum inside me… Please…” she gasps, looking from face to face, her eyes glittering with the flash of paparazzi cameras, “…fill me with your cum…”
As the words escape her lips and the crowd ooohs in response, Anna loses all control. Her legs shudder, her arms tremble, and it’s all she can do to hold you against her. Her pussy spasms around your dick, gripping it and milking it, pleading for you to release inside her. She cums, her head tilted back as far as it can go and bouncing back and forth as you thrust into her again and again. Hot girl cum explodes around your cock, spraying out onto the ground and the cardboard box beneath you in a wide arc.
You continue to pound away, giving Anna two or three powerful orgasms as the crowd watches. Soon, you’re panting and covered in sweat as you struggle to maintain the rhythm. “You want me to cum inside you?” you ask, tenderly stroking the hair from her face and looking down into Anna’s ecstasy filled eyes.
She nods, biting her lip. “Please,” she whispers, just for you.
You thrust in, bottoming out inside her and suddenly, white hot light fills your vision. You feel your own body, disconnected from the situation spasming in orgasm. While at the same time, you feel the man, pulsing inside Anna’s twitching cunt and you can hold back no longer.
You cum hard in a weird sensation of duality. Hot girly cum squirts from your twat, spraying the bed between your long slender legs with a thick, heady liquid. At the same time, you feel your cock explode inside Anna. You can see the ecstasy on her face as you pump her again and again, each time spurting a load of jizz into her warm, spasming hole.
As your vision returns and you feel the view screen disconnecting itself from you, you can feel the cum running down Anna’s legs. You can see it pouring from her stretched out pussy, running like rivulets between her ass cheeks and thighs as she gasps and pants for breath, staring, smiling, and almost posing for the cameras.
Then darkness.
You’re back in your own body, in the dim light of your bedroom, also gasping for breath. “You could have given me five more minutes to enjoy the afterglow,” you mutter, as you feel yourself coming down from that orgasmic high. You look over at the vacant spot in the bed, wondering what your fat, boorish husband is doing and cannot help but remember what the screen said about the appearance of the man in your fantasy…
“I hope you come again soon, magic screen,” you say offhandedly to the darkness… “I’ve got plenty more fantasies…”
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