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{ASS} Mistress Alanis 1{by Living Apocalypse} (m/f celeb, oral)

Mistress Alanis: Part One
(m/f celeb, oral)
by Living Apocalypse <shirley_luver@hotmail.com>
copyright 2000

Disclaimer: No one under the age of 18 (or whatever the legal age is in your 
country, state, province, county, state, city, etc.) should be reading this. 
I cannot be held responsible for anyone under the age of consent who reads 
this. Any such person has been discouraged and, by accessing this story, has 
verified that they agree to this disclaimer and take responsibility for 
their actions. Also, if you don't want to read adult material, turn back 
now.  If anyone is offended, it is not my fault.  This story is a work of 
fiction. Any similarity to real events is purely coincidental and 
unintentional.

If anyone wants to use this story on their site, they must first obtain my 
permission.  Just e-mail me at <shirley_luver@hotmail.com> and ask me, and 
I'll probably let you do it.

Anyway, any feedback would also be welcome.  Let me know what you think.

-----------Mistress Alanis: Part One-----------------------------------

I was participating in the teenage internship program at the Maverick Record 
Company around the time when Alanis Morissette's second album came out.  I 
was assigned to go help with the shooting of her video for "Thank U."

It was a cloudy day in the city when we started shooting.  I was sitting on 
some wooden chairs with the crew.  My job was basically to run and get 
coffee for them, but it paid well so I didn't care.

The final scenes of the video were currently being shot.  In this part, 
Alanis was standing in the center of the street completely nude.  I hadn't 
seen much of here (though I tried).  Only a few times when she was walking 
around in a robe.

I had managed to work my way up to where they were shooting now, though.  
They had the camera and lights set up and were just about to start.  Alanis 
walked to her place in front of the camera.

"Let's get closer," suggested Mike, one of the crew members that was sitting 
next to me.

We got up and stood about 20 feet to the right of the camera.  Alanis must 
have seen us approach because she briefly looked in our direction.  Then she 
undid her robe and tossed it aside.

"I don't know why she's doing this," Mike whispered to me.  "I don't really 
think she has the body for it."

I whispered back, "I don't think she's all that bad looking, actually.  She 
looks like the average woman, and maybe a little better.  But not everyone 
can be a supermodel."

"Whatever," he said simply.

The camera started rolling right after the director called action.  Alanis 
lip-synched the words to the refrain as the extras walked around her.  Her 
hair was covering her breasts, but I had a good view of her dark black pubic 
hair.  It was trimmed rather nicely into a triangle shape.

What I had said to Mike was the truth, I didn't think Alanis was all that 
bad looking.  In fact, I thought she was beautiful.  I had actually had a 
crush on her for a while now.  As they took second and third takes, I felt 
the blood rushing to my cock as I thought about how much I wanted to be with 
her.  That could never be though.  I was a few years younger than she was, 
and besides, even if I were her age, she didn't even know I existed.  I felt 
myself get harder and I crossed my legs quickly so that no one would see.

The video shoot wrapped up and we put all the equipment back into the 
trucks.  When we got back to the record company's headquarters, I went to 
the video room.  The editting guys had already gone home for the day.  I 
looked at the table and saw that they had some still shots of the video that 
they were planning on using as promotional pictures.

I looked intently at the nude images of Alanis.  They had not yet airbrushed 
her pussy, so I was looking at probably the only existing photographs of 
Alanis' naked body.

She is so hot, I thought.  Just looking at the pictures made me hard.  
Suddenly, an idea entered my head.  I ran to the door and locked it.  Then I 
went behind the desk and unzipped my pants.

Now one will ever know I did this, I reassured myself.  And I'll probably 
never get another opportunity.  I pulled the stills up closer and took my 
cock into my hand.  I began jacking off and was becoming really hot.  My 
mind was filled with fantasies about Alanis.

Then, I heard the door open.  Damn, someone must have had a key!  I zipped 
up as quickly and discretely as I could.  I started fumbling with papers as 
though I had been looking for something.

"Hi there," a beautiful voice said.

I looked up and saw it was Alanis.  My face turned red and I hoped she 
hadn't seen what I had been doing.

"I just came in to see the pictures from the video shoot," she said.

"Umm, they're right here," I replied, trying to sound calm and helpful.

She took a look at them and then looked at me.

"You were at the video shoot, weren't you?" Alanis inquired.

"Yes, I was," I was glimmering with excitement that she had actually 
recognized me.

"Well, how do you think these turned out?" she asked, hading me the 
pictures.

"I think you look great," I replied quickly.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned softly while leaning in closer.  "Judging from that 
bulge in your pants I would say that you thought I looked tremendous."

My face turned red as a tomato.  I was so embarassed, I just wanted to crawl 
into a hole and die.  I squirmed in my chair trying to hide it.

"No," Alanis reassured me.  "You don't have to be ashamed.  I'm actually 
pretty flattered."

I felt a little better now.  She probably wasn't going to tell anyone about 
this.  Alanis paused for a moment and pointed at my crotch.

"Do you think I could see that?" she asked cautiously.

I nervously spread my legs a little, giving her a slightly better view.

Alanis laughed, "I meant, could you take your pants off?"

"Do you really want me to?" I stammered.

"Oh yeah, baby.  There's nothing I want more right now," she responded.

I fumbled with the button at the top of my pants for a second and then 
unzipped them.  I was wearing white briefs underneath.  Alanis looked me 
straight in the eyes, beckoning me to continue as I slipped my underwear 
off.  And there was my rock hard dick, right there for her to see.

"This looks so nice," she said seductively as she took it gently into her 
hand.

She pumped the foreskin up and down a few times, causing a drop of precum to 
form at the tip.  Without warning, Alanis moved her head down and licked the 
droplet off with her tongue.

"This is making me really hot," she told me.  "Can I suck you?"

"I don't know," I said trying not to sound too nervous.  Although I was 
really horny, I was still a virgin and kind of a prude, I'm sorry to say.  
"I'm not really into blowjobs.  I'd rather just have regular sex.  And I 
wouldn't want you to feel short-changed or anything if you just blow me and 
we don't do anyting else."

Alanis giggled hysterically, "You're sweet!  And you just want to get right 
to the point, don't you?  But I don't think we should be doing that here.  
But right now, I really want you in my mouth.  You can repay me later..."

"Okay!" I shot back.

"Does that mean I can suck you?" Alanis asked.

"Yes."

"Okay.  Sit back and enjoy," she smiled.

I leaned back in the chair and Alanis put her head between my legs.  First, 
fhe licked around the area where my glans and foreskin were connected.  Then 
she took about half of me into her mouth.  Her mouth felt so warm and moist. 
  She contracted her mouth to make her normally large mouth seem very tight. 
  I was having a hard time relaxing though.  The worry that someone else 
might walk in was really bothering me.

Alanis briefly took her face away and looked up at me.  "As good as all this 
precum is, I want some cum.  Don't worry, just try to let yourself go."

Alanis put her head back down between my legs and started again.  Now she 
took me down as far as she could.  I only went a little past her throat, 
because I was only average size.  But I took her advice and stopped worrying 
and just relaxed.  The pleasure was really getting to me now.  I gently put 
my hands behind her head, pulling her toward me and controlling her rhythm.

She opened her eyes widely and looked happily up at me, knowing that I was 
starting to enjoy myself.  The reality of the situation was hitting me.  The 
thought of having my cock down Alanis Morissette's throat was driving me 
wild.  The mouth that had won so many awards for singing was now being used 
to pleasure me.  I gripped strands of Alanis' long black hair and started 
moaning.

Her sucking action increased as she bobbed her head up and down on my shaft. 
  Finally, I exploded into her.  My cum shot down Alanis' throat and filled 
up her mouth.  I never knew I could shoot so much.  It must have been the 
excitement level.

Alanis continued to suck until she had milked me dry.  She took her mouth 
off of me and stood up.  Her mouth was still full of my cum.  It was 
dribbling out of the left side of her mouth when she leaned over and kissed 
me.

I embraced Alanis firmly and worked my tongue around hers, tasting my own 
semen and sucking some of it into my own mouth.  We lingered for a few more 
seconds before separating.

Alanis put her hand on her stomach and rubbed a little bit.  "Mmmmmm, 
mmmmmmmm," she moaned as she swallowed.

"Looks like I don't have to go out to lunch now, since you've fed me so 
well," Alanis joked.  "Did I convince you how much fun blowjobs are?"

"Yes, you did," I replied gratefully.

"Do you still want to pay me back later?" Alanis asked.

"Now more than ever," I said huskily.

"Good," Alanis beemed.  "I like you, you're kinda sick.  Not many guys would 
let me feed their own cum back to them after I gave them a blowjob.  You're 
just the kind of boy I'm looking for.  Not afraid to try new things."

"What sort of new things did you have in mind?" I inquired.

"You'll find out," Alanis said as she wrote on a piece of paper and then 
handed it to me.  "Here's my address.  Come to my house tonight around eight 
o'clock."

"Sounds good," I said.

So we arranged our date and Alanis left.  I put my pants back on and left 
the room as well.  I couldn't wait until tonight.


To be continued in part 2 of Mistress Alanis...

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