Message-ID: <4327eli$9709241006@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: drshipherd@aol.com (DrShipherd) Subject: Celebrity Fantasy - Jamie Lee Curtis Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19970924045500.AAA08246@ladder02.news.aol.com> DISCLAIMER: The following story is a work of fiction involving a public figure. This story is in no way, shape, or form an actual reflection of that person's sexual tastes. The author also assumes no liability or responsibility if some assmunch blames this story on any criminal and/or deviate conduct; that's their problem, not mine. Again (my apologies for shouting), THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION!! Celebrity Fantasy - Jamie Lee Curtis by Dr. Paul Shipherd One summer day, my former boss called me and told me he was going to be out of town for two weeks, and he needed someone to watch his house for me. Being a nice guy, I told him I was willing to house-sit for a few days. I left his company to run an internet marketing business, but I left on very good terms, and I even do some weekend and fill-in work for him. The first day of my house-sitting duties, the telephone rings. Since he told me not to answer his phone, I let it ring until his answering machine kicks in. After the beep, I hear this bigshot voice saying, "Hey Tom, it's Bernie calling. Jamie Lee's doing a shoot in your area and she needs some high-class digs to stay for the night. She's flying in tomorrow morning; Danny's driving her over to your place. I think the two of you will get along just fine" I spend the rest of the day wondering what the heck he's talking about. The next day, I'm lounging around when a car pulls up on the driveway. Out of the car comes Jamie Lee Curtis! I can't believe my eyes; I know the old boss had friends in high places, but I didn't know they were this high. Although she's casually dressed, she's still the walking wet dream I saw in her movies. She looks at me and does a double take. "You're not Tom," she says. "Thank God," I joke back. "Where's my room?" "Right upstairs. Let me help you with your luggage." We go up to the bedroom. I start to strike up a conversation, but she promptly interrupts me. "If you don't mind, I need to be left alone to study my script. We'll continue this conversation over dinner." "Dinner will be served in 30 minutes and last all day," I shoot back. "Very funny. Now, I'd like to be left alone for now. The time isn't right, if you know what I mean." She's probably bluffing, but I reluctantly leave her to study her script, figuring out my next move over a Glenlivet and a La Gloria Cubana. Dinner turns out to be quite uneventful, consisting mostly of anecdotes about ourselves. She retires early; I spend the rest of the night in the study before going to bed. The next day turns out to be a rare day off for Jamie Lee. Apparently, I'm not the only one who knows she's in town, because one of Tom's neighbours, Jim Hollis, rings the doorbell and invites me and Jamie Lee for a game of mixed doubles with him and his wife Linda. We both graciously accept, walking a few doors down to the Hollis residence. The Hollises give us several spirited matches. After about two hours of gruelling play, I'm exhausted. When we're off the court, we converse briefly with Jim and Linda. Before we leave, they offer us a chance to use their showers. I politely decline, telling them we can walk back to Tom's house and wash off there. After undressing, I walk into the shower and let the hot water wash the sweat off my tired body. Just as I'm getting comfortable, someone walks behind me and puts her arms around me. "Need some help washing your back?" Jamie Lee says, giving me an extra squeeze. "Only if I can wash yours," I reply. I've seen Jamie Lee Curtis naked in a few movies, but up close, she looked simply exquisite. I decide to make the first move, soaping up her lovely, trim body before rinsing her clean. I start to stand at attention at the sight of her shimmering flesh while she lathers me up. I have to work hard to fight the urge to come as her hands run all over my body. After she rinses me off, she drops the washcloth. She gets on her knees to pick it up, only to come face-to-face with my trusty serpent. "Mmmm, this looks nice," she says before wrapping her lips around my member. Her oral skills soon send me drifting off into paradise. I look down at the sight of her lovely face stuffed with my meat, which makes my erection grow even harder. Jamie Lee's mouth continues to caress every inch of my fleshy sword, a demonstration of the lips, mouth, and tongue satisfying a man. The water cascading down our bodies and the steam enveloping us are hot enough; the heat between the two of us is just starting to build up. When Jamie Lee's mouth is too tired to continue her marvellous fellatio, I grab her by the arms and pin her against the wall, planting an aggressive kiss on her mouth. She reciprocates, her tongue wrestling with mine in our mouths. My mouth moves down her neck to her breasts, where I suck on her erect nipples while my hand reaches down for her crotch. She moans softly as my mouth tastes her lovely breasts and my hand massages her mound of love. My nostrils start to fill with the sweet perfume of her sex; I go to my knees and demonstrate my oral skills on her. Jamie Lee's pussy has a wonderfully pungent aroma. I lick away at her, making her moan even louder. Her fingers are clutching my hair, pushing my head deeper into her muff. My tongue dances around her lovely genitalia, stopping frequently at her erect clitoris. She lets out a loud cry; I'm pushing all her right buttons. While working on her clitoris, I insert one, then two fingers up her pussy. My fingers continue to probe her depths while I lick the tender bud crowning her gates. After I withdraw my fingers, I put them to Jamie Lee's mouth, giving her a taste of her own delicious sex. "Oh fuck ... I want your cock inside me," Jamie Lee spits out. I sit back on the floor of the shower, my penis standing tall. Jamie Lee forks legs with me and slides her pussy onto my shaft. "Oooh yes," she coos as she feels my manhood filling her. We're both thrusting at each other's crotches, the friction creating more heat than any shower can produce. She looks at me with clenched teeth and a determined look in her eyes. I stare back, communicating my desire wordlessly. Her body continues to glow with the combination of water and sweat, stoking the fire in my sexual glands. I thrust aggressively at Jamie Lee's box, the sensations from my loins moving throughout my body. Jamie Lee is also thrusting at me, trying to get as much of me as she can inside her. I grab her arms to bring her closer to me; she shifts to a more comfortable position without withdrawing my staff from her. We hold each other tightly, kissing while the water cascades over her body. After we break our kiss, Jamie Lee grabs my hair and snarls at me, "I want you to fuck my ass!" Jamie Lee stands up and bends over a little. I soap up my unit, getting lubed up for the anal journey. She grabs the shower rod as she braces herself for the rear delivery. She lets out a loud cry as I enter her back door; I start out slowly, letting her anus feel every contour of my shaft. Her tight canal fits snugly around my tower, keeping it nice and solid. Once my rod is in to the hilt, I start a steady tempo. Soon, my tempo increases; she wants more, and lets me know through her ear-splitting moans of pleasure. "Oh shit, fuck my tight asshole!" she yells as I continue to pound away. As my tempo builds up, I reach over and pinch her hard nipples; this gets her even hotter as she grabs the washrag and bites into it. "You like that huge fucking cock up your ass while I play with your hard nipples, don't you?" I tell her. "Oh fuck, yeah," she replies. I continue to thrust deep inside her asshole, the perspiration flying wildly from our bodies. My right hand moves from her breasts to her pussy, while the other hand alternates between her breasts. As soon as I work on her clit, she starts going crazy with sexual bliss. "OH!! Rub my clit while you're fucking my ass!" she cries out. My fingers work feverishly over her clit as my erection continues thrusting inside her dark channel. It only takes a few minutes of this stimulation before she's ready to come. "Oh shit, I'm going to come," she tells me, her head rocking back and forth, "Oh, fucking ay ... I'm gonna fucking come ... oh my ... OHHHHH!!" At that moment, I feel the release from my loins. "Make me come, you wench ... oh fuck, I'm coming ... AAAHHHHH!!" With that cry, I shoot my semen deep in her ass. I put in a few more thrusts, shooting what's left of my cum inside her before we collapse together on the shower floor. The water continues to run over our exhausted bodies as we hold each other tightly, kissing and caressing each other. When we're done kissing, Jamie Lee lays on top on me, playing with the hair on my chest. Then she says the words I'm not yet ready to hear, at least not yet: "Are you ready for another round?" The story of my life ... 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