Thread: Shooting Stars (Prince & Darkest_Fate)

Ugh, did Kaley so not want to be here. She'd signed on a few months ago, checking the little box and letting everyone know she'd be here with him . Why wouldn't she? Things had been going great. He'd popped the question in a totally romantic fashion, and Kaley had seriously thought that she'd finally found the one. After all, she'd already started gathering a bit of a reputation around Hollywood for ending up with guys that flaked after getting engaged with her. Nobody seemed willing to make it to the alter with the curvy blonde. Including, as it turned out, him. He'd dumped her seemingly out of no where, with hardly an explanation. That left Kaley high and dry, the latter in a very literal sense, for the last few weeks. Then there had been this stupid party, which her publicist had made abudently clear was not, under any circumstances, an even that Kaley could skip out on. Sure, people would talk when she showed up alone, but as the saying went there was no such thing as bad press. However, Kaley was not one to be all meek and accepting. Hell no. So instead of just barely showing, she'd made an entrance. The girl had gone all out to dress for the occasion. A tight red dress clung to her shapely form, outlining her curves. Said curves stood out among the pack of lean Hollywood starlets. From the impressively rounded breasts, down the soft hourglass bend of her side, to the flared hips and a nearly perfect, heart-shaped ass. The bright red dress drew attention to her, and to her sun-kissed skin. Sun had likely helped the golden hair that fell down to her breasts, waving and ending in soft curls. Kaley had opted for an expensive diamond necklace about her check, dipping into the valley of her cleavage. A matching bracelet hung loose about her wrist both were from him. As was the underthings she wore a pair of silken, deep red garments fringed in feminine white frills. She looked and felt like the fucking hottie in heels that she was. And Kaley had dominated socially. She'd talked to the best people, flirted with a few cute guys. She recognized several and didn't shy away from talking to them. However, as she moved, she thought she noticed someone new, someone... different. Kaley's brow furrowed at the first glance as she thought, well, she thought she recognized the couple, but she couldn't place them. Guest stars on one of her shows? A media hit? No, wait, Kaley was pretty sure she'd seen them on videos that he'd insisted on showing before they'd actually done anything in bed. He claimed it helped him get it up to see some of them, and that he particularly liked seeing a skinny little girl get hammered by a giant cock. Should've been the first hint. Second was the time she'd let him put it in her ass and he'd nearly creamed in seconds. Well, Kaley figured she might as well be daring. She tossed the golden curls over her shoulder and walked right up to the duo. Her glistening pink lips curved in a smile as she drew close, those green eyes sparkling. Hey, she said, drawing close to them. So obviously pretty well everyone's staring, and I think I know why. You two, she pointed at them both, moving the hand between them, are either dead ringers for super popular porn stars, or you just happen to be them. Either way, I definitely want to know why you're here. Owe someone a favor? Or are you someone's favor, if you get my drift? her eyes sparkled at the humor, her lip twitching again. She couldn't help it the comments like that just kept coming.