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Thread: When in Rome

Everything about this teenager screamed perfection, from her luscious body to her willing, commanding attitude, to her eagerness to be taken seriously. The Southern accent was a wonderful icing atop it all. As she rose her hair up in her hands, clearly performing for him, for his camera, Edward caught every bit, watching through the lens as the brunette waterfall cascaded down in the form of loose strands before she finally let it go. Everything and more, came a pleased response, his voice barely above a whispered breath. She was putting on a show, starlet that she was. Edward soaked in every bit of it. The way she looked at him. The ways he sucked on that finger. The way she trailed it down, the way she parted her slit, the way she palmed her tit... He was hard as a rock beneath her, and the way she rolled her hips in his lap was driving him goddamn wild. The erection itself couldn't grow any harder proof then came in his breathing, how it became gradually labored despite him simply sitting there watching. For a moment Edward lost his concentration as Miley did her thing, playing with her clit, rubbing her slit. He watched her, felt her move on him, and all he could think about was this urge, this damn urge to grab her by the hips and knock the girl up...make her bounce in his lap, fill her with wave after wave, then keep pumping till he got hard enough to finish inside her a second time. Oh, God, how she was gyrating, how she was touching that tight teen body for him... But no. He had to stay professional. Taking a breath, Edward fought to keep control of his own thoughts. Exactly what I'm looking for, honey, he replied. Except, can you turn to face me? Face the camera, Miley, sweetheart. What's a performance if your adoring fans will be unable to see you? There was the need to touch her. Anywhere. Somewhere. Gliding up from her belly, his fingertips traced over the straps of her bra on their way up to dance at the side of her face, along a cheek. Mmmn...you're wonderfully multi-talented, aren't you? Tell me something, Miley. You can multitask, right? I want you to talk to me while you masturbate for the camera. Tell me...tell me about a secret fantasy of yours. Tell me something raunchy. I'm sure even a young lady as pure as yourself has a forbidden desire or two... Ever fantasize about taking a fan back to your dressing room? What about wanting two guys at once? Ever dream about a little daddy-daughter time? His fingers continued their soft caress. Tell me something the little girl Miley would just die if people knew. Tell the camera, hon. Tell your fans.
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Miley could tell he was getting harder, panting more, and it pleased her greatly, made her increase her efforts. Those delicate hands were already teasing tender young breasts and sliding along her soaked sex. The one still covered with her juices reached out for a second, running along the hard cock and feeling it jump against her. The girl smiled before returning. Now both hands were drawing down the tight body, delving into the sex. One would part nether lips while the fingers of the other would explore the hidden depths. Mhm, she moaned, turning to look at him. Her needy eyes bore into the camera, a lustful haze starting to descend. Miley's arousal was coaxed out by her fingers, by the knowledge that she was getting people as aroused as she felt. Hell, she was half expecting that Edward here would blow his load if she tried hard enough. He clearly couldn't keep his hands off her, tracing her hot, writhing frame as it danced upon him. Multitask, speak dirty. Seemed doable. Mm, but there are a lot, she confessed. A slight blush even rose on those cheeks, before the girl had to loll her head back. A tremor shook her, interrupting her beginning and making her moan. Soon, the girl gathered herself, her voice a throaty rasp as she continued. Let's think about the dirtiest then. Have you, mmm, ever seen my costars? Those hot, ah, little things. I've sometimes, mm, thought about taking a couple of them. Not just the guys, but the girls too. Taking, aah, one of my fellow girls and finding out if, mm, girls really, mm, are, aaah, she stopped to shudder again, her breasts bouncing from the ferocity of this tremor. She had to paused to pant, eyes boring into the camera. Finally, she swallowed. Had to do this. For the role, to be an adult. I'd love to, to get a few people at the same time, she admitted. A slight smile, and for the fan thing, who says I haven't already? There's so many hot guys at my, aaaah, she shuddered, arching against him, grinding her sex against his leg, smearing her juices along him. So many hot, hot, mmm. Okay, so maybe talking was going to be more difficult than she thought.
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Miley's body continued to writhe and gyrate in ways that men only dream of women moving. The girl's hips undulated in a sensual dance, rubbing her ever wetter crotch against those leather pants. Miley even paused to grind her sex against his leg, feeling the hard muscle pressing against the leather, pressing against her. A part of her might be telling her to stop, that this was sinful, wrong, and that she shouldn't do it, but that part was drowning in the lust that kept surging through the girl's body, flooding her senses. Words were difficult in coming, and each time Miley spoke, little moans and groans of pleasure dotted her sentences, appearing more frequently than punctuation marks All the, all the time, she breathed, again pausing to let out throaty noises of arousal. Her fingers played effortlessly against her pink lips, the squelching hitting rhythms to match heartbeats. It was a lie, mostly Miley had thought of taking some backstage, but she'd never really done it. There had been some experimentation, sure, but not nearly what this guy and the audience behind that camera were hoping for. Mmm, that sounds hot, she breathed. A shudder, and Miley's back arched back for a moment, before the girl leaned forward. The brunette curls fell loose about her face, nearly covering her parted lips. Glazed blue eyes were staring into the camera as though it were her lover. She licked her lips, and tried to continue. I'm already so hot I'm meltin' . Oh God, oh sweet Jesus. The girl arched, a tremor shaking her body. That familiar knot tightened within her stomach, letting her know that she was only moments away from unleashing herself on this guy, for the camera. He ran his hand along her quivering frame, playing with her breast, toying with her. Something about her costars, constantly dropping her panties. Miley wanted the role wanted to be an adult. The idea of the sex gave her pause, but she knew better than to show it. She would do anything to prove she was an adult now. Edward kept talking, though his words fell mostly on deaf ears. Miley's arousal thundered so loudly that she couldn't hear anything else. Couldn't feel much else besides her aching body. Her sex quivered. More juices leaked from her, spreading along the leather pants. Hands, rough ones, not hers, trailed down her body, parting her legs further. Glistening? An understatement, judging by the moisture gathered below. Omigod! she cried out. Her body jerked, hips spasming forward. Omigodomigodomigod, aaaarhhh, I'm, I'm, cumming! Aaaaaah! She spasmed and jerked, her feet kicking out. Toes curled. The girl arched. She continued to jerk about, almost moving like she was having a seizure. Her hands never stopped worked, playing with her sex, toying it, making it continue to spasm and spurt. The orgasm thundered in Miley's ears, making her want to shout above it. The girl's vocal chords, so developed to project, shot the sound now, filling the room and likely making her most popular recording yet. The orgasm lasted for quite a well, before the panting girl rested upon the lap, almost too weak to get up and move.
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Miley was dimly aware of the motions of the man beneath her. Her body had pressed against him as it writhed, the most tender bits of her grinding against his form. It would have been impossible not to notice him on some level. As a result, Miley reacted as a lover would. She ground against him more, arched more, tried to do something to make him feel at least a small portion of the pleasure that shot through her body like sexual electricity. Already she melted upon his lap and screamed desire into his ear. Just as the post-orgasmic bliss started to settle in, Miley found herself kissing. A hungry set of lips took her own, stopping the heaving, panting breaths. The girl's eyelids fluttered, her dazed body simply reacting for the first few seconds. If he had moved quickly enough, he likely could have slid himself inside her still trembling sex and she wouldn't have protested. A little moan escaped the girl as her lips peeled back, trapped between teeth. Those eyes bore into hers, compliments flowing from the lips before they kissed again. She panted, but managed a smirk at him. You should ask before kissin' a lady, she drawled. As if she were a lady now, or that what she did hadn't shattered most of the barriers put up between the two of them. She squirmed again, excited blue eyes latching onto his. He talked, he rubbed against her, a hand exploring her body like it was familiar territory his own back yard. Her blue eyes widened as he stuck fingers into his mouth, and her own lips parted just a little. Her sex was the true clue, as it gave a little shudder of appreciation. What, that ain't enough? she asked. Moving lithely, she threw a leg off and rose to her feet, balancing for a moment, feeling strange in standing so soon after cumming. Her nether lips felt tender, and she nearly rubbed them in reassurance. Instead, she turned to him, quirking an eyebrow, clearly asking what he could possibly want after that little display.
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Oh, that would be enough...for any other role, Edward replied, his smile one of pure mischief. As Miley removed herself from his lap and took those first few shaky steps he brought the shot down to her buns, something the man immediately made a mental note to spend some camera time on. Then she turned to face him though, she turned and Edward rose the picture up from what was now Miley's bare belly to up over her bra and to her face, catching the inquisitive look she gave him. Smirking back, he continued, If you want a supporting role as an actress, we could stop now. You would certainly have that role locked, Ms.Cyrus. However, I get the feeling you're hungrier than that. He reached over to the intercom button on his desk. We're ready. You may send him in. Yes, sir. I get the feeling you're willing to do whatever it takes, he continued, removing his finger from the button,that you aren't going to leave here until you've proven you're a big girl , that you're ready for one of this series' starring roles... He started to move then, the camera remaining on Miley as his steps took him in a half-circle around the young woman. The shot went from the front of her face to the side, to then being encompassed more by the hair that framed it. His free hand reached for the doorknob. I've only met him briefly myself. I believe his name is Benny? Anyway, I'll let you two become acquainted. When Edward opened the door Benny walked right in -- on all fours. The camera was kept on Miley's face this would be a reaction he wanted captured, for sure. We're going to have three or four rottweilers on set when we're filming but I figured we only needed one for now, to see how you two get along. Your character is quite the sexual minx of the cast, and in addition to men and women, she's going to be the dogfucker of the group. ...What do you think of that, Miley? Oh, look at that, he's already introducing himself to you! Chuckling, Edward lowered the camera to the full adult male rottweiler, to Benny, who had unabashedly already made his way to the girl and started sniffing eagerly, first her crotch, then at her rear end. He closed the door. I can put you in one of the other roles if you feel getting knotted by dogs several times a season is too much for you. You'll still be featured prominently -- I can just offer one of the other actresses this mature role...
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Miley arched a brow. Simply putting on a show like that wasn't enough? What would she have to do next? Well, he had said something about introducing another cast member, and judging by how this was going, that likely would end up with Miley nestling something else between her knees. The starlet reached up to fluff her brown curls, running hands through them and prepping. Might as well look as much like a sex kitten as possible, though given her barely there bra and bared bottoms, she was pretty much there. Oh, I'm definitely going to do whatever it takes to show you how ready I am,' she drawled, stretching out the words, nearly purring them to the man. She smiled and held her arms up, posing coyly for the man as he admired. That pert ass seemed to almost tighten, and there were still the visible bits of moisture clinging to thighs and sex. Benny? Miley didn't know any famous actors or actresses that went by that. Yet she supposed that some people would come onto the scene without boasting massive... credits. So she turned to meet him, that smile plastered on her face. It slid slightly as the dog trotted over. Surprise soon took over, and the teen looked over at the man, eyes asking the necessary questions. Yet he continued, his explanation answering the unasked. Dogfucker. Miley Cyrus, dogfucker . The teen licked her lips. No going back, not from something like that. But people would know then. They would know that she wasn't just some teen-bop sensation. She was an adult, one willing to do whatever dirty, filthy thing she needed to in order to get her role. I always was a dog lover,' said Miley. The Southern drawl wavered slightly now, and the girl trembled as she felt a cold nose pressing against her nether bits. She even gasped as the nose nudged against her rear, rising briefly onto her toes. He's friendly, ain't he? she asked. Yes, her voice still shook this was something huge, and she was already wagering that a dog would be much, much larger than any men. It took all the girl had to stay there, her desire for the mature role overriding what she kept telling herself were irrational fears. So, what did you have in mind for me and Benny's introduction? she asked, looking back to the man, half-hoping that it would be something very, very simple... and half-hoping to be asked to get on all fours.
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The paparazzi had been lethal. They'd been having their way with Miley since she starting showing breasts, really. The rumors about who she dated, what she did, it would have overwhelmed some people. Miley had long since gotten past those hang-ups, almost reveling in the attention. The old saying of there's no such thing as bad press had become something of a mantra from her. So to extend this to dogs, while initially repelling, seemed like just the next step. A step that, it was becoming increasingly clear, would be necessary in order for her to advance in her career. Yet as Edward spoke, the dog moved. Miley gasped and took a small step forward as she felt a wet, rough tongue sliding along her tender sex. Those blue eyes went wide, her mouth falling open for a second. A little tremble, and she knew that this actually felt quite good. Sinful, wrong on so many levels, but there was a level of pleasure inherent in the action that was almost intense. The dog continued, and Miley tried to focus. Her eyes met the camera, the blue starting to shine with barely contained lust, mixed with a healthy amount of disgust and distaste. The dog had clearly been trained to do this, and, drawn by Miley's still present juices, had started lapping quite fervently. Miley could feel that thing sliding across her tender folds, producing juices almost as quickly as the dog was lapping them up. Her lips slid between teeth as she bit back moans and soft cries of joy. Already her lower body had started to move, dancing and gyrating in a manner not too dissimilar from her movements in some music videos. Yet Miley focused her gaze on the camera, putting all those years performing in front of it to use. She had a shaky smile and nodded, her brown, curled locks falling over her flushed face again. Committed, would be used anyway, going all out. The girl had been silent, but it seemed like things had now shifted. Mmm, all in my hands? said Miley, her voice almost hoarse, that accent scraping the words. Well, that's tempting, but if I'm gonna be doing this, I should probably show all my talent, right? C'mere, Benny, let's give them the show they want. She moved the dog slightly, sinking down to her knees already. Her hand was stretching down, trying to find the doggie cock to stroke a few times. She was already shifting, figuring that what the audience most wanted was her as the dog's bitch. That would likely be what the role entailed, yes? So she was already shifting into positions, trying to stroke and get the dog excited. Her rear was already starting to be presented, the tiny slit of her sex still dewy from the lickings and the earlier playing.
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Such a willing talent to mold, Edward commented happily, shifting in position once Miley was down on her knees. He moved to crouch down about a foot away now, beside her, at an angle where he could capture everything -- on one side of the shot was Miley's lovely body, skin bare, showing from her calves and thighs all the way up her sides to her shoulders, and to the hair at the side of her face, and on the other side of the shot was the rottweiler, he perhaps the most eager in the room of all three. Benny's tail had been wagging steadily since he began sniffing and licking at the actress, leaving little room for improvement there. He did seem to fidget though when she reached beneath him to coax out his doggie cock from its sheath and stroke it. His face turned, his body shifted a little but not to pull away. He licked once eagerly at Miley's face. He rose a paw up, padding at her lightly, wanting to mount. He seemed to want that, all of that, but yet this too, Benny clearly restraining himself from pulling away as the teenager's slender hand stroked repeatedly up and down the veiny shaft. Edward made sure to get a good shot of this, panning back first to capture the dog's natural actions, then bringing the shot down low to watch the hand palming up and down the rottweiler's length. Talk to the camera, Miley, honey, Edward encouraged, moving back up to her face now. Concentrate on your new friend, but talk to the camera. Tell me how it feels. Do you like it? Does it feel awkward? His own erection continued to strain achingly against his pants, but it still wasn't time for that. He needed to focus on this. On her. Edward kept the shot on her face for now. Talk to the people watching. What are you feeling right now? Are you nervous? Have you ever done anything like this before? Ever thought about trying it off-camera?
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Miley's mind whirled. The dog's cock felt thick, almost too large for her, certainly larger than any human that she'd ever felt. Those delicate fingers continued to stroke and play with the thing, while the girl dimly listened to the teasing, rasping voice of the man responsible for this whole setup. She swallowed, licked her lips, and shifted, seeming to wiggle that pert little ass enticingly. Such a big doggie, she said, her young voice taking those words and seeming to make them especially obscene. I've never seen anyone this big before. You're so big, Benny, there in my hand like that. You like that, don't you? She gave the cock a squeeze, closing her fist about that pulsing thing. The cock felt huge, almost overlarge, and Miley felt a brief wave of panic at the idea of taking such a thing within her. Yet Edward had made it clear what would happen should she back down. It simply wasn't an option hadn't been since the beautiful girl had walked through the door. Come on, Benny, don't you like me? I'm going to be your pretty little bitch, she said, nearly wincing at the words but forcing a camera ready smile. I'm all nervous, since you're so big and I'm so small, but you're going to do it, aren't you big guy? With your nice, thick cock. It's going to wreck my tiny little pussy. Here boy, she shifted then, moving to all fours and clearly presenting her lower half to the dog. Benny had already been pawing her and shifting he should know what to do. You know what you're doing. Stick that thick, doggie cock inside my tight little pussy. Make me scream for you. Make me your bitch.
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At first Benny's response wasn't clear he stood there simply, on all fours, his face calm while the nearly naked singer and actress stroked his veiny shaft. The real response he gave was the shaft itself, growing out of its sheath and to its full, throbbing length, all within the young celebrity's palm. Benny did shift to try to lick her face once or twice, it clear now that he was well enjoying the attention, but in turning his body he fell short, not wanting to pull himself out of her hand. That was no longer an issue though when Miley dropped down to all fours, to her hands and her knees, cooing encouragement to be mounted. The rottweiler, as per nature, immediately walked around to behind her where he rose a paw to pad at her smooth backside while sniffing up again at Miley's crotch. Edward, meanwhile, felt a delicious shiver course through him upon hearing the teenager offering to be the dog's 'pretty little bitch.' Seems like you're comfortable with your fellow actor already, he commented, grinning ear to ear. Somewhere he wondered if she would even catch the excited expression. It didn't matter though it was about the two of them now, about the rottweiler and his new bitch -- Miley Cyrus, doggie fuckslut. That paw padding at her smooth, firm ass moved up to her hip. His other joined it at her other side. Benny quickly hopped up onto his hind legs, mounting the real-life Disney princess. Look over here sweetie, Edward cooed, shifting to kneel in front of the young star. He was tempted to go underneath her to get a shot of the penetration, or go for a good side view, but the director and now-cameraman opted to kneel at her front, a reaching a curved finger to Miley's chin to guide her face right to the lens. Once the dog was on top of her his shaft rubbed against the outside of her crotch as he set himself into position, but this only took all of a second. Then, knowing nothing of gentleness, or of pace, Benny began to take her exactly like he was -- like an animal, penetrating Miley's wet cunt with his veiny tip, pumping into her sweet teenage snatch deep from the very start. Talk to me, Miley. Talk to the camera.