The star, the photographer, and the interviewer
(MF, MMF, oral, anal)
Author’s Note: This was inspired by the recent GQ covers and illustrated interview featuring Jennifer Aniston, but this is not intended to portray her or to fictionalise that interview (in which the photographer was female). I am pretty damn certain that she would never behave like this in reality, and would not dream of suggesting as much (I *like* her, as an actress and human being). This is a fantasy, in which Jennifer Aniston doesn’t even have to be the central figure; readers can supply their own star. Hers is not the only Hollywood marriage to have broken up recently.
The star sighed. There was no doubt about it: she had begun to feel really horny. This was not an entirely new experience for her, but it had become a lot more noticeable since she separated from her husband. Her new lover was okay, but he did not satisfy her the way her husband had, the rat.
Of course, what she was doing might be calculated to make anyone horny. Hardly ever before had she shown off so much of her body for photographs in a magazine. But she had agreed to it this time, partly because the magazine was paying her quite a compliment, partly in a spirit of defying the years. The well-known revealing shots of her, posed for or taken clandestinely, were a long time ago.
So here she was, kneeling on her bed in nothing but a pair of cutoff jeans. For these last shots the photographer, a youngish, quite cute Continue reading