Hollywood Babylon update

Harlan gasped as the voluptuous brunette suddenly took his cockhead between her lips and quickly sucked all of his length into her mouth, something Taylor had trouble with even this far into their relationship.

“Holy shit!” Harlan cried, Katy sucking him very nosily, very fast. “Yes! Go, baby, go!” He steadied himself with his hands on Katy’s shoulders, then looked in a daze over to a friend of his, who was sitting close by, watching with keenly amused interest. “Fuck, she really knows what she’s doing!”

And I don’t? Taylor thought viciously, crossing her arms over her breasts. Well, of course I don’t. I’m a lady. Katy’s a slut. She probably knows how to suck off a horse.

“So I’ve heard,” Harlan’s friend replied contentedly. He turned his head to Taylor. “How about you? How’d you like to show off your skill? I promise you, I won’t be biased just because I don’t like your music.”

Taylor bit her lip. She didn’t even know his name. But she had to do something to get back at Katy, to show Harlan she wasn’t some boring old nag. She wanted to take him home and fuck his brains out like Katy never could, but that would be rewarding him. This—as insane as it was—would at least serve him right. Even if the guy didn’t like her music.

“I’d love to,” she said. “I think it’s clear to everyone that the more some people show off their bodies, the less they know what to do with it. There’s a reason guys want a lady in the streets and a freak in the sheets.”

The man grinned and went to take his place beside Katy, unzipping his pants and pulling out a long, slender cock that pointed straight at where Taylor was sitting. Taylor leaned forward—literally side-eyeing Katy as she knelt beside the man—and stuck out her red tongue to run it over his cockhead.

Tickling it along his collar. Burrowing it into the flesh of his foreskin. Wiggling and tasting, till the man groaned, his face flushed with arousal. Taylor slanted forward, drawing his erect manhood between her lips with tantalizing slowness, till she felt his balls seething against her chin, at least when they swung far enough with the man’s trembling enjoyment.

“Oh yeah, yeah!” he sung out. “You’ve got it all, baby, all of it! Now suck it, nice and easy… yeah, like that… make love to that cock… ghhh!”

Just make your point and get it over with, Taylor told herself as she pulled her lips up his length until only his knob was in her mouth. She lapped at his glans and tasted precum. It wasn’t as bad as some she had tasted, but it wasn’t Harlan’s either. Katy was tasting that. She probably didn’t even appreciate it. Just more cum to the gallon or so she already had in her tummy.

Taylor’s slow, delicious suckle at the man’s prick contrasted sharply with Rihanna’s voracious mouthing of Drew’s cock and with Katy’s skillfully alternating rhythms, fast then slow, on Harlan’s member. The men groaned, shuddered, jerked their hips to get more of those deliciously velvety mouths on their swollen erection. Soon, none of them could catch their breath enough to exchange comments, and the only sound was the women’s sucking and slurping and gurgling as they unabashedly shared being part of the oral orgy.

With her head moving in quick, measured strokes on her willing victim’s erection, Taylor smoothed her skirt over her thighs, as if trying to hide her pussy from view. It made her think of the car ride over. Old-fashioned, Taylor had let Harlan drive, and at a stoplight, he had reached over to massage her thighs.

He had kept doing it when the light turned green and Taylor couldn’t admonish him to watch the road—his eyes were entirely on the headlights beaming forward, even as his hand unerringly aroused her tender flesh. At the next red light, he had moved his fingers to her pussy, giving Taylor a look in the red glow of the traffic light that turned her on enough to open her legs for him.

She had almost wanted to laugh at how absurd it was—him being in the driver’s seat giving him some kind of power, making her submit to him, making her enjoy it even more than if he were just fingering her. But when the light had turned green, she’d grabbed his wrist and held his hand between her thighs. She might’ve been submissive, but she could get a lot done while submitting. And Harlan had made her come before the cars behind them started honking for them to move.

Katy didn’t get to have that. She didn’t get to be the beneficiary of Taylor’s good taste in men, of her skill at relationships, of her cooking and cleaning and helping Harlan develop from some guy with a big cock into a potential husband, the potential father of her children. Because Taylor was a lady. Katy was just a big set of tits and an average singing voice and a game of striptease with America!

“Fuck, you look like you’re having fun,” Harlan grinned at his red-faced buddy while his girlfriend blew him. “She’s something, isn’t she? And she’s just getting warmed up. Once you start to come, Taylor will swallow it. You’ll slide right down her hot little throat just when you’re feeling it the most. Trust me, you’ll love it!”

Katy, plainly jealous of Harlan’s praise, abruptly swallowed his cock. Harlan groaned and pumped his hips furiously, his muscular stomach battering Katy’s lovely face, his bloated balls slapping her chin. But Taylor could see her grinning around his prick.

“Shit, eat it, babe, eat it!” Harlan cried. “Look at her, Taylor! Look how she eats cock! Can’t believe anyone could have a problem with someone who’s such a great fucking cocksucker!”

Taylor glanced briefly at Katy. Then, just as determined to be the best, she gulped down the fat cock stuffed in her mouth. He groaned, delighted, and pumped his hips harder, faster.

For a moment—feeling someone who wasn’t Harlan shoving himself down her throat—Taylor wondered what she was doing here. Was she really kneeling before a man she didn’t know, sucking his cock, stroking it with her throat? And why was she feeling these strange tingles from between her legs?

She dismissed the feeling, telling herself it was just the lingering aftereffects of Harlan fingering her on the car ride over. She wasn’t really getting hot, getting horny, from blowing a stranger in the middle of a room full of people.

Taylor told herself that desperately.

“Ah, but only one can be the best!” the man panted—the complete stranger whose cock she had in her mouth. “You’re wonderful, Taylor! And here’s your reward! A nice meal of hot cum! I hope you like it, because you won’t be tasting anything else for a long—hnnng—long time! HH!”

Just to prove Harlan wrong, to go the extra mile for a man who wasn’t him—because he was getting to fuck Katy’s little whore mouth—Taylor pulled herself off of the stranger’s prick. When he came, his first spurt flying from his cock, her face was right in front of it. The ejaculation splashed against her forehead. The next spurt his her cheeks. She opened her mouth and took the next slimy pumping into her open lips. Her eyes were glazed, focused on the man’s cum, on his open glans-hole, on the jets of white seed hurling from his spit-shined erection to soak her face and fill her mouth.

“Come for me!” she gasped. “Shoot it all over me! Fuck yes!” Her tongue lolled. She slurped and gulped as he fed more cum into her mouth. Even more of it ran in sticky rivulets down her face. “OHH YESSS!”

Then the man sank his spent, softening prick into her mouth, letting her suck the remaining cum from him as her ardor cooled. Taylor was shocked by how aroused she was—she felt on the verge of climax and she put that into the oral sex, sucking like a hungry calf, her body trembling, mewls of pleasure coming from deep in her throat.

He reached down to her, smearing his semen all over her face. When she sucked too hard and the feeling on his tender cock became painful, he pulled himself out of her mouth and replaced his prick with his cum-soaked fingers. She sucked them greedily.

“I love cum,” she moaned as he ran his fingertips over her face again, gathering up more cum to feed to her red lips. “Mmmmm…”

Taylor rose unsteadily to her feet, hating the slimy feeling that was left in her mouth and coating her face. She still tasted his acrid seed and she promised herself a hard drink as soon as possible.

It wasn’t that she didn’t like it—quite the contrary. She just hated the thought that it wasn’t Harlan’s… that Katy was the one who got to taste his cum. She’d give anything to deny Katy that perfect taste.

Then she turned to look at her boyfriend and realized she should’ve been careful what she wished for.

Katy wasn’t sucking Harlan off anymore. Katy was fucking Harlan’s brains out.