Hollywood Babylon update

Harlan couldn’t take how hot it all was, not for long. It was too exciting, being at the center of all the torrid lust both Katy and Taylor were feeling. His body spasmed and he slammed his cock into Taylor with all of his need, keeping himself inside her while the first warning twinge shot through his engorged balls.

Taylor held him just as Katy had said, closing her inner muscles around his shaft, shuddering as she felt it throb and twitch inside her, waiting for the lurch when it exploded with all the hot sweet deliciousness she needed most. She could tell all of his length was bloated with it, that it would be hers at any moment.

In that moment, she couldn’t have cared if every paparazzi there ever was were taking pictures of her whorishness. The explosion was building inside her cunt, ready to rip through absolutely all of her, and nothing could stop it now. Taylor soared off the counter and a scream of sheer delight flew from her lips with bolt after bolt of orgasm slamming to the core of her.

“GUUUNNHHH!”

“Yessshh…”

“Come all over that hole, Harlan! Use that hole like the hot little cock holster it is! Fuck it like you’d fuck me!”

Harlan found himself strapped to a whirlwind of pure feminine enjoyment as Taylor spasmed and arched on his spurting cock, her sex holding onto his organ too hard for him to pull away even if he’d wanted to. Then he really came, his balls tensing with a pure, concentrated release that made him gasp.

A geyser of cum rammed into Taylor, forcing her to an even greater orgasm, burning her up with one gush after another of his seed. Taylor reeled, gasping for breath, feeling she existed only to take all the cum that was filling up her clutching pussy.

Harlan never failed to be amazed by the way such a virginal-looking woman had a cunt that sucked him dry. Their simultaneous climax had them both panting in unison, wrenching every moan of pleasure from them. And even after Harlan sagged against her, drained and fulfilled, Taylor’s burning pussy seemed to pull at his cock for more.

It was only when she was sure he was empty, and her cunt held so much semen that it seemed to slosh about inside her, that Taylor at last dropped away from him. A moaning, satiated heap that still tantalized Harlan with the knowledge that it was his to use. And even now, he still wanted to take advantage of that.

As did Katy, only she had the wherewithal to do it.

“Out of the way, loverboy,” she said, side-swiping him with her hip. “If she’s going to drain you dry, then she’d better be ready for me to go where all that sweet cum ended up…”

***

Sabrina Carpenter sat nervously in the car seat. A thin trickle of sweat ran under her costume, leading the way for a chill that went through her lithe little body. She felt the perspiration mounting on her thighs and wished she hadn’t worn both panties and pantyhose.

Not that it was that warm, for L.A. It was more that she was just a little bit scared. She’d offered to help Katy move and Katy had accepted, provided that she indulge Katy’s lightly depraved sense of humor. So they were both dressed as Girl Scouts. Berets, white blouses (particularly tight, particularly thin), brown skirts, and sashes with plenty of merit badges on them. At least for Katy. The one she’d given Sabrina was waiting patiently for adornment.

It was a pretense Katy entirely committed to. As they wound the U-haul through the tree-shaded streets, she would occasionally point to a house and remark on their cookie appetites.

Sabrina knew that this was more than a gag. Just like Katy wasn’t just moving into Taylor and Harlan’s house to save money on rent. And despite her persona as a sex-crazed little blondeshell, she hadn’t done a lot of sex. Katy had surely gotten much busier than her, even given the difference in ages, and this little costume party game seemed a lot like something kinky.

Which helped Sabrina get into character. It was natural to be just a little nervous on the first day of a new job, and since she was dressed as a Junior Scout, she supposed it was her character’s first time around too. No, not my character, me. I am Junior Scout Sabrina Carpenter and my mentor Katy Perry is going to help me sell the most cookies ever today! Go method or go home!

“We’ll stop at Mr. Harlan’s,” Katy said, her voice high and light, like a chipper saleswoman ready to go into a meeting. “He always buys a lot of cookies and you can show him the new flavors.” She smiled and winked at Sabrina as they drove up to a big brick house set well back from the street. “He’s guaranteed to buy, so I’ll let you handle him. You’ll see there’s nothing to it. Selling it is easy when everyone wants what you’ve got!”

Sabrina made a show of swallowing her apprehension. She took her sampler case and her sales clipboard and stepped out of the car. A cool breeze licked between her thighs and inched the hem of her skirt up her golden thighs. Nervously, she followed Katy up the winding walk to a covered porch and watched as Katy pressed the doorbell.

“Who wants some of our cookies?” she cooed into the Ring camera.

Harlan answered the door in a few moments. Sabrina blinked at him, having a hard time holding back her usual attraction to the handsome man in a satin smoking jacket and slacks. She knew she couldn’t be as upfront as she usually was, giving lapdances at her live shows, so she only smiled at him with a look in her eye she knew was telling him he’d get to enjoy her soon.

“That time of year again?” she heard him say. “This is a pleasant surprise! Come on in.”

He stepped back, allowing both women into the coolness of the house. Katy petted his arm as she passed.

“I’ll talk with the movers who are bringing your… delivery,” Katy said. “Why don’t you two get acquainted and I’ll be by once I’m done to see if you want some more. Cookes, that is.”

“Sure thing,” Harlan replied. “Take your time. I’m sure you’ve trained Sabrina well.”

He smiled warmly at Sabrina as she looked at Katy, wondering if she was missing out on a threesome—or getting Harlan all to herself.

As Katy turned to the door, she smiled and told Sabrina, “Don’t go easy on Harlan just because he’s sure to buy. Give him the full treatment. We can’t have one of our customers go unappreciated, now can we?” Then she was gone.

Harlan laughed. “That Katy. She’s a character. Don’t listen to her a moment. You don’t need to give me a whole song and dance just for the sake of it. Having a pretty girl around just being her charming self is enough for me.”

“You’re sweet,” Sabrina said, finding her voice at last. “Especially for donating so much money to a good cause.”

Harlan smiled indulgently at her. “It’s not as if I’m getting nothing out of it. Your cookies are delicious. Probably a little too delicious. I could really overdo it.”

Sabrina felt her face flush, realizing what Harlan was suggesting. “Oh, no, sir, you look very trim! And everyone deserves something sweet now and then.”

“I suppose you’re right—maybe Katy’s right too. I should let you convince me. That way I won’t feel all guilty for having a stack of cookies for a snack instead of carrot sticks or a bowl of coleslaw.”

“You shouldn’t feel guilty, sir. You look very nice. If a few cookies make you happy, you should go right ahead. Girls don’t like a guy who’s all shrink-wrapped muscle. A little bit of softness really feels good when you’re uh… oh… you know.”

Harlan winked. “I may just know what you’re talking about. But you look a little famished. So before we go back and forth any further, how about I get you something cool to drink?”

Sabrina swallowed back her nerves and wished like hell that Katy were still here to guide her through the role-playing. She knew this was all a fun way to make moving day not such a bother, but now she felt stressed trying to play her part right. Harlan was so charming, but should she give into him or keep playing coy?

Sabrina supposed it was like she herself had said: don’t feel guilty, just do what feels right and try to enjoy yourself. But it was a lot easier to say that than live it. Imagine if she screwed this up. She could miss out on Harlan and Katy and Taylor… never live out her fantasy of having them all making her airtight!

She usually played up her horniness, but Harlan was the kind of guy who made her feel exactly as slutty as she pretended to be, and getting to play around with Katy too…

“Uhh, yeah!” she forced out, realizing she hadn’t answered Harlan’s question. “It is pretty warm.”

“I’d say you should take something off, but you’re really not wearing too much, are you? If you took anything off, you’d be just naked!”

Sabrina felt her face flush again. She squirmed anxiously on the cool leather of Harlan’s couch—maybe it was Taylor’s—and wondered if he’d fuck her there or somewhere else.

Harlan went to the mantel above the fireplace, pressed a button, and a panel slid aside to reveal a small bar. He poured for them both. “You drink, don’t you?”

“I’m on the job,” Sabrina protested lightly.

“But it’s only a gin and tonic. Trust me, it’s a lot better for you in this heat than water. Sort of like Gatorade.”

Sabrina smiled to herself, getting the idea that now he was corrupting the innocent little Girl Scout, before turning her expression into a hesitant look.

She took the glass from Harlan and drank. It was refreshing, but made her feel more warm than cool. Warm in a good way, a relaxing way. She set her glass aside.

“Katy said you might be interested in changing your usual order, sir. Would you like a look at our selection?”

Harlan laughed, deep and throaty. “I’m sure everything’s delicious. Tell me, have you eaten recently? You shouldn’t drink on an empty stomach.”

“Oh, no, sorry sir. I haven’t had anything to eat all day,” Sabrina lied, almost vibrating with the fun she was having.

“I could heat something up for you real quick.”

“For me?” Sabrina asked. “I don’t know if we can accept things from a customer…”

Harlan cut her off with a wave of his hand. “You already took a drink. Now have another sip and close your eyes. You’ll like this, I promise. As much as I like your cookies.”

“Alright, sir.” Sabrina drained her glass, then sat back and shut her eyes as the warmth got an even better hold on her young body. “The customer is always right. But why do I have to close my eyes?”

“Because this is something of an acquired taste. I don’t want you to spit it out before giving it a chance. Oh no, I want you to swallow.” She heard Harlan coming closer. “Remember, Sabrina, don’t open your eyes under any circumstances. Do I have your word?”

“A Girl Scout always keeps her promises,” Sabrina told him. “I just hope it’s filling. I have such a big appetite—it’s a wonder I’m so small.”

“I think you’re going to feel a lot bigger in just a moment,” Harlan told her.

She felt him take her hand and raise it and then her fingers were wrapped around something. It was smooth and warm and soft. She made herself look confused, like she didn’t know what it was, as Harlan had her close her fingers and get a firm grip on it.