First celeb story--please give feedback :)

Mary Kate’s Dog Day Afternoon

Ashley Olsen woke naturally on Wednesday, the bright sunshine bursting through her blinds. She blindly grabbed her small, bedside clock and brought it close to face. Just after noon. Well, she and Mary Kate hadn’t gotten in until after six last night…and god knows how much longer Mary Kate and her three—THREE—guy friends had stayed up.

She slowly sat up in bed. Not too much of a hangover; of course, she could hold her liquor, unlike her slutty sister, who did everything to excess. Her stomach growled and reminded her it was time to get something to eat—another thing that separated her from MK.

On her way to the kitchen, Ashley passed Mary Kate’s bedroom, the door wide open. Dead to the world, MK was sprawled on her bed, face down. Each wrist was cuffed to a bedpost, but that was not unusal. That’s the way she liked it. It was so common that Ashley kept a key to the cuffs in her room, so she could uncuff her sister the next day.

There was a new twist, though—someone had written something on her ass in magic marker. Ashley got close enough to read it: “f*** ME HARD” the left cheek read in big block letters. “UP THE ASS” added the right ass-cheek. Judging from the dialated asshole and dried sperm coming out of it, someone had taken that direction to heart.

What a freaky slut. Ashley snorted, shook her head in disgust, and was about to leave the room when she saw the note and disposable camera taped to the inside of the bedroom door. She blinked to clear her sleepy eyes and read:

“Dear Ash,

Thanks for the party. You’re right—that was the best blowjob I ever had. Mark and Jon said so, too. You’re an even bigger slut than I thought. As I promised, I left the camera, so you can take some of those costume shots you wanted me to see. Just drop it off at my studio and I’ll print them myself so these won’t fall into the wrong hands.

--Neal”

Well, that was something new. Not pictures—that was old hat—but a note. Usually they just ran.

Oh well. Ashley went to the kitchen and made a fresh pot of coffee. The rich aroma woke her up, and she was soon ready to start the day. As she ate a bowl of cheerios—she was the squeaky clean one, after all—she paged through the tabloid magazines and got herself worked up again. Everything was about Mary Kate—how she did drugs, how she partied, how she had an eating disorder. Nobody cared about sweet Ashley.

Suddenly, an idea formed. She grabbed her cell and called Paris Hilton, who had just gotten back in town. She probably wouldn’t even have gone to bed yet…

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An hour later, Paris knocked on the door and Ashley let her in. She had a large chocolate lab on a leash. Paris was wearing dark sunglasses, a robe, and from what Ashley could see, very little else. “Here you go, babe,” said Paris. “This is Brutus. I don’t even want to know what you need him for.”

She handed Ashley the leash.

Suddenly, she leaned close to Ashley’s ear. “I have an idea, though, and he’s done that before.” She touched Ashley’s chin and brought their mouths together in a forceful French kiss. “Mm. Yummy!” she said, and then left as quickly as she had come.

Ashley looked at Brutus, who seemed like a very good-natured dog. There was no turning back now, she thought.

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In the bedroom, Brutus, became a different animal.

He had begun sniffing the air as they got close to the bedroom, and once inside, the naked girl before him was almost more than he could take.

Unprepared, Ashley found herself straining to hold back the beast. For all his growling and panting, her sister remained completely passed out. “Sit, Brutus” she said, almost desperately. Remarkably, he did.

Ashley smiled at her good luck.

She gathered several pillows from around the room and put them under her sister’s loose cunt lips, propping up her ass in what she hoped was an attractive position for Brutus. From across the room, the dog seemed to be smiling.

From her sister’s top dresser drawer—overflowing with toys and aids—she got out some K-Y and liberally lubed her sister’s asshole and pussy entrance. Finally she slipped a large red ball-gag into Mary Kate’s mouth and a thick, fur-lined blindfold over her eyes. Still not a twitch from MK.

Brutus was sitting, but poised to move at her command. When Ashley said, “OK, Brutus,” he marched deliberately to the mattress, jumped deftly onto it, and was in position to mount her—but stopped.

Ashley went around to the side of the bed, and gasped when she saw the eight-inch doggie cock fully erect just outside her sister’s cunt. She wondered what he was waiting for.

Then she realized that this was Paris’s dog and probably well trained. “f***, Brutus,” she said sternly. Immediately, the thick cock was buried into Mary Kate’s lubed slit.

Brutus humped at a ferocious speed, using his legs to drive his shaft into Mary Kate. After a few hypnotizing moments, Ashley broke away from the tantalizing coupling in front of her and grabbed the disposable camera from the door. Eight pictures left—that would work.

As Brutus worked, Ashley captured the scene. She was amazed at how wet she was herself, and more than once stopped to drop her fingers inside her panties.

Finally, the pictures finished, she taped the camera back onto the door. She tossed her panties on the floor, and positioned herself in a high-backed chair to watch Brutus and get herself off. He was pounding an orange-sized bulge against Mary Kate and Ashley was loving it. Take that, slut! Take that, whore!

She was so close to orgasm she almost didn’t realize it wasn’t her groaning she was hearing—Mary Kate was waking up. “Mmmmmm…” she was saying over and over. And then, somehow through the gag, “Oh yeah!”

Ashley crept up to her sister, and pulled the gag down past her chin, so it sat like a necklace.

“Oh, Bobby! Oh YEAH!,” she screamed. “Oh, f*** ME, you stud.”

And then, something else amazing happened…

“f*** ME UP THE ASS!” Mary Kate screamed. And Brutus pulled out without missing a stroke, backed up a few inches—and found his new target.

“OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD,” Mary Kate shouted. “You big fucking stud! Pound me!”

Suddenly, the orange-bulge disappeared into Mary Kate. “OHGOD!” she gasped, and passed out.

Ashley gulped, grabbed an impossibly large dildo out of the top drawer, and began fucking herself in rhythm to the beat Brutus was setting. Come was gushing out of Mary Kates stretched asshole and Brutus was pounding her into the mattress. With three fingers furiously rubbing her clit and a 12-inch black dildo buried in her cunt, Ashley climaxed and passed out, too.

About thirty minutes later, she woke up with Brutus lapping at her clit. She smiled lazily at him, thinking about the amazing morning. And this was just starting. Mary Kate would wake up without knowing about Brutus, send the camera off to Neal, and he’d find the dog-f*** pictures and sell them to the tabloids. Mary Kate would be the butt of jokes for years and she, Ashley, could get the attention she deserved.

Mary Kate was still passed out on the bed. Brutus was licking Ashley like he’d never stop.

Well, thought Ashley, maybe I can wait another hour to have Paris come pick him up. She led Brutus back to her bedroom and locked the door.

Thanx for the mental images. Pretty good story. I liked it.

Thanks curious! Any suggestions, or other celebs you'd like to see?

Thanks buddy, this is a good celebs story. Good mental images coming through as i read it. Good subject matter. Hope to read for of your stories.

BigGuy

Hmm. . .well I wouldn't consider them Celeberties, but Britney Spears and Jessica Simpson would make a pretty cool story.

Thanks, unspoken :) Those are faves of mine, too...

Thanks for a fun read! :lol:

Thanks for the encouragement, sexycmh :)

From any of you: any suggestions for future compositions? more action? more dialogue?

Thanks in advance for all your help!

Please send the brute around to me as I need servicing bad.

You know what I'd like to hear more of......thanks for the great read!! Talk to you later!

awesome story thank you for posting loved it :inlove: would love to know what happens behind the door in ashleys room and maybe a story abour Paris and Brutus

Oh, thanks for posting this, it really made my day! ^_^

that was such a fun read!!makes one wish they COULD see that in the tabloids :lol:

OMG!!!! Hot!!!! Great story, keep it up. Oh and I sooo wanna hear about the hour that Ashley has the dog before she gives him back to Paris...... A+

Fantastic story! I read it three times. Thank you very much.
I love stories which involve celebs and I already requested a Story featuring Shakira with those hips like a horse some time ago. ;) :wub:

No matter which celebs, keep it up!