Lucy Lawless the Orgasmic Princess of Malibu

*this story is a work of fiction and imagination (to my knowledge especially) and was inspired by the "Xena and the King of Malibu" blog* which suggested Lucy and David Foster were having extra-marital relations, and this story is a work of erotic fantasy

LUCY LAWLESS: THE ORGASMIC PRINCESS OF MALIBU!

An evening in early November 2006 would be one both Lucy Lawless and her new friend, famed musical producer and extraordinaire David Foster would remember for their lives. Lucy had met him as a judge on the reality series Celebrity Duets which she had competed in, and it had ended just about a month earlier. Ready and determined to launch a serious singing career now, her original career dream as a teenager, David was very willing and happy to help her do this. He really liked her and had gotten to know her rather well during and after Duets.

David drove her to her appointment at the Hyde Nightclub in his dark-colored car, a famous club in West Hollywood where many celebrities would often meet. Located on 8029 West Sunset Boulevard, and with a phone number of 323-656-4933, it was quite dressy and its first-floor lounge featured leather and crocodile-trimmed upholstery with oversized monkeywood tables. Lucy had gotten out of the car with David and had the attention of a multitude of cameras and Los Angelites. She smiled professionaly and sweetly, with anticipation. She wore a very tight and sexy black dress, and a coat over it as it was a bit cool this evening, and the dress pressed tightly against her famed incredibly beautiful and attractive body and displayed her amazing cleavage, tightly. As she entered with David, she noticed a pounded-copper ceiling, with flickering candles suspended from the walls adding an elegant touch. She sat at a table reserved for them.

Tonight she was meeting with several music industry insiders and producers, and also in anticipation of her planned Roxy singing performances next January. Both some Duets people and Creation Entertainment, including her friend Sharon Delaney, had helped her put it together. Narrowly losing first place in Duets to Alfonso Ribeiro, who thought not as good a singer or performer as she was (no one had been!) received a large proportion of his community's votes.

Lucy had met with the men and they were awed at her stature, beauty, presence, sophistication, humor, humanity, voice, and talent. The bar offered a small plates menu of Asian dishes including sushi rolls and salmon sashimi. A waiter soon brought their food as they talked, David sitting next to her. Lucy had been in Japanese restaurants, including in Auckland, more than once. There was a DJ booth with a Mac-mixing machine and technical equipment, and the rotating rock DJs particularly pleased "A-list" celebs such as Lindsay Lohan. Very LA-ish. The Hyde was not very large and accomodated about 100 people at a time.

As they talked business, and one of the men remarked to the other in a low voice about Lucy's incredible beauty and attractiveness, and very youthful appearance for a woman in her late thirties, he added that even her toes were amazing beautiful! He was right. Occasionally the men could not stop staring at her feet, and definitely her breasts as they eat. Lucy was not very fond of wine, but the bar had a wide selection of alcholic beverages, so the waiter brought her some gin. She ended up drinking a rather ample amount of it, loosening up and relaxing.

The Hyde was open late-night until 2 AM, but David and Lucy did not plan to stay as long. She had left her boys with the nanny but their appointment had not intended to last until close. Foster payed with his credit card as did the others. Lucy found the bar and trendy and with a good social scene. Youthful actresses Paris Hilton and Britney Spears had been here before. Quite the nightlife here. It had a former ski-lodge theme as well and was known for attracting "A-listers."

The business talk went well, with Lucy anticipating good returns and access for her new singing career she was launching. It could have went a little better though she thought. She wished the men had taken her a bit more seriously. Well, when you play Xena and killer robot on the telly, it isn't always easy to be accepted at first-glance into another entertainment industry. She would smartly use her advantages and friends to help her in this. As she left the Club later that night, with other celebs standing outside with pedestrians, she noticed some of the same people were still there. A couple of the men had been staring at her feet, very beautiful and in sandles, and she gathered at her bottom as well. Were they stalking out this club or what she thought.
As Lucy got in the car with David, she thanked the others for a wonderful night and smiled, joking "Cheese puffs" in her beautiful Kiwi accent. She didn't comment when just before then one of the men had said, staring at her amazing perfect feet, "She's VERY sexy!" She knew it was certainly true and she was glad her physical assets had done well in the evening, but wished she would be taken seriously as a singer.
As she got in the car with her friend David, a knowing smile on his face, cameras around her again, she was conscious of her very beautiful feet, and long beautiful perfect toes, and got in the car with him with a big satisfied and excited smile on her face. She had gotten the men in the bar horny. Her feet had really helped. She also had the look of definite sexual experience and enjoyment on her very beautiful face, which nearly seemed to shine with an incredibly attractive sexy beautiful radiance and smile.

As Foster drove Lucy away from the Hyde Nightclub and through West Hollywood, he could not help but take another longing and lustful glance at her incredible, perfect feet and toes in her sexy sandles, and long legs and shins. Her attractive, revealing, and very tight black dress pressed against her incredible famous erotic body, and her amazing famed beautiful and very ample cleavage was easily visible to the music producer, particularly any time he looked to his right. He did this more often than he needed to certainly. After all, he was a man and she was an incredibly attractive woman and sex symbol. Aged thirty-eight he thought her body looked eighteen.

Lucy's close friend in New Zealand, costume designer Ngila Dickson (whom had once been interviewed by Tapesh radio in Los Angeles in December 2003) had often commented that in her professional idea Lucy's greatest beauty lied in her gorgeous face, sexy shoulders, and magnificent cleavage. Looking down at Lucy's incredible bare feet, Foster wondered why Ngila had left that part out. He knew how aroused and excited the men and producers he had introduced Lucy to at The Hyde were about her, which would help her in her singing role at the Roxy a couple blocks down on Los Angeles's famous and sexy Sunset Strip Boulevard. That had been scheduled for next January and he knew Lucy was very excited to begin. Her incredible experience and success on Duets had encouraged and opened up a new road in her life to a bigger and serious singing career.

"Ahhhh," Lucy gave a bit of a soft, very sexy and smooth Kiwi moan. "These heels are killing me." She had been wearing them all night. They were not her favorite to wear. Once in San Francisco at an AIDS charity benefit for the REAF Foundation, she had felt very similar and had taken them off in the wrong car. Sharon Delaney, her friend and long-time colleague at Creation Entertainment, and recalled his with amusement. Wrong limo they had gotten in that time. And a quick brush with SMERSH, who had really desired her perfect feet and toes. *

"Luce you were wonderful," David said. And he really meant it. An incredible voice, charisma, talent, and presence, and feet and toes to match he thought. He recalled the comments from the men in the Hyde about how even her toes looked beautiful and erotic and sexy. It was amazing. She was incredibly unique. Foster knew Lucy also had a beautiful and talented younger sister, but he thought in all the world, there was no like her.

"Thanks Dave," Lucy said gratitiously but with a bit of boredom, as she often had to repeat herself after all the compliments she would get. So many of them were about her appearance. She knew she was very beautiful, but...she supposed a part of her sometimes wished men would not focus on her physical beauty as much. There was so much more than that. Oh well she thought, when you've got it and you're in the biz, flaunt it. Skin sells, baby, skin sells, she recalled saying to an interviewer years during Xena. Had that been another lifetime she wondered. Her hair had still been colored black then. She liked the flowing beautiful sexy blonde better now, feeling it helped distinguish her from that role and sort of marked her new career. Her natural hair was a very light brown, or an ash blonde as she would describe it.

Lucy knelt down and undid the small straps to her sandals and lay them down as Foster drove on. He definitely noticed this and when he looked at Lucy's incredible perfect bare feet and long erotic amazing toes, his heart lept and he felt a growing, warm bulge in his pants.

He cleared his throat. "So um...Luce...everything okay at home these days. Family, you know..."

Having met David on Duets, they quickly became good friends as he had most appreciated her and recognized her talent, and personally hoped and expected Lucy would win the heated competition. She nearly had. It had been very close. He was also possibly the most smitten and attracted man to her in show business she had ever met. Besides her husband of course.

Lucy sighed. "Well," she said in a lower, softer voice, her normal speaking voice she would use with family and friends normally and in private, rubbing her eyes as she was a bit tired, "you know Dave...they really...could be...better," she finished. She had not seen her loving husband Rob in months. They were usually very happy together and had been, but this year Rob had been away long. Too long she thought. He had been filming in New Zealand since March. Ghost Pictures, his new filming company partnered with his friend Sam Raimi, was really picking up with new and successful horror films now. They had many in pre-production, some in production, and more planned. His post-Xena career was really in motion.
Unfortunately, Lucy had not seen him hardly since then. She had gone to Vancouver to film Battlestar Galactica in April, in its third season, her largest and best acting role since Xena. It had been a long four month stay until August when Duets soon began. It had been fun and worthwhile, but tiring. They really took a lot out of their actors up there she thought. Part of why they had a great show.

Lucy explained this to David. He really sensed her loneliness and frustration at it, as he knew she had needs. For company, for companionship, for help, for romance. And definitely for sex. She was at the peak of her sexuality in her late thirties and her husband would hardly be able to see her. That was upsetting. David knew she loved him a great deal, and he her, he could really tell, but he could not help but hear the honest anger in her voice at this situation. "If he," Lucy said, continuing, "if he...hadn't been half as good a man as he is, the best I've ever known," thinking to herself that as a man no one could even touch him in her opinion, "I...I would have left him," she said frankly. It was blunt and honest. David knew she was serious. Lucy went on to explain that he had taken a flight to Vancouver to be with her and her two young growing boys for three days. Only three days, but it meant and showed a lot. It was not just for her, but for them. They needed him too and she knew how integral both parents were to their upbringing.

Foster sighed. He felt much sympathy for her. He knew her husband loved her, but he really felt bad that she could not see him as often as she needed. A woman like her. What was it that Howard Stern had said when she was on Grease years ago? If he had been her husband, she would have been getting it every night from him. He recalled Stern's comment about in all three holes with a bit of annoyed humor in his mind. He was a bit of a "shock jock" but he personally thought there was more to Stern than met the eye, and knew Stern had some intelligence as well.

"Oh," he just said. He tried to think of something compassionate and thoughtful to say but his mind raced. Was that all you could do David, he thought. Come on...

After several moments he added, "Well I'm sorry Lucy. I think I know how tough marriages can be sometimes. Even if there is a lot of love. God knows Linda and I haven't always been happy." He was referring to his wife and colleague, Linda Thompson. The pair had been married since 1991. That was actually about when Lucy really started having marriage problems with her first husband Garth as she was studying acting at William B. Davis's famed school in Vancouver. Foster was actually another Canadian himself. He had been born in Victoria, British Columbia, the same province which Vancouver was in. He had a long, famous, respected, distinguished, and highly decorated career as a musical producer, arranger, and composer. He had won his country's highest civilian honor. Foster had worked with a lot of musicians, including Lucy's early role model Madonna, the beautiful Irish singing group The Corrs, and two artists whom Lucy worked really well with on Duets, Kenny Loggins and Richard Marx. He was the most sought after and high-profile judge on the show. Lucy liked Canadians and Canada. She recalled flying back and forth to Toronto in Ontario in the fall of 2003 for the WB television series Tarzan, in which she starred with former X-Files actor Mitch Pileggi. They had gotten on well. Interestingly Mitch had told her how he had spent some time in Iran and Lucy recalled that Xena had been very popular there. Toronto was very pretty, with its stone roads and traditional, quaint architecture, and parks. Not many knew, but Toronto had initially been Siegel and Shuster's inspiration for the fictional city of Metropolis, though it came to be associated with Chicago. She thought people in Toronto were much more sensible, including on the road, than in the busy and crowded LA. Certainly usually less vulgar. And they were more reserved usually, a bit more like Kiwis in that regard. She could easily overlook the mandatory curfew there.

Thinking about the man beside her, Lucy thought to herself that he was her kind of man. Tall, very successful, intelligent, funny, handsome, articulate, kind, experienced, older, and attracted to her. Actually David was more attracted to her than she knew. She had not seen Rob in months. He wasn't home. Her closest male friend, her music and vocal teacher Eric Vetro, had been out of town for the past week. It just didn't feel right. Or fair. In her sexual peak, she had to make do with masturbating, or using a couple of the toys she owned. Sparingly. If anything. Irish women were sometimes known for being very sexual and this certainly did not fulfil her nature. She missed her partner.

After a moments thought, she responded, "Oh I'm sorry! I'm sorry David. I didn't know." She was referring to his own marital problems.

"Oh its okay Luce. No big deal. I think all couples have at least some issues. It was wacky how Marie and I wound up acting like a couple on that show. Jeez."

Lucy laughed. He was referring to judge Marie Osmond, Lucy's by far most critical and least appreciative. She had given her some constructive criticism in the beginning, which Lucy smartly used, but by the end it seemed like a jealousy and hatefest and hardly anything more and Lucy thought Marie was acting rather bitchy towards her. She had called her a cow in an interview in her home country and a slut as well but it didn't make up for it she thought. Lucy's fans really thought Marie was jealous of her incredible beauty. Foster knew that was true.

"Oh you too...she was such...dare I say...slut?" Lucy said rather loudly. She looked away out the window in the darkness and city lights of LA for a moment. "My God...what did she want me to do, blow Richard Marx on stage? I was trying to concentrate on my vocals."

David chuckled. I would have payed to see that he thought to himself! "It's alright Luce I mean Marie is Marie. Otherwise she wouldn't be Marie Osmond you know. Besides, I mean, Alfonso really did improve in the end even though I would have voted you over him."

"Ah, thanks David," she said genuinely and she really meant it. Foster was so nice. A good friend. He really appreciated her. They had grown rather close.

After a couple minutes of driving through the city's heavy and famous traffic, Lucy tucked her legs higher and put her hands on her bare feet. "Ohhhh," she said. "My feet. Where did I put my massager?" She was referring to the fairly kinkly hand-held massaging appliance she had kept in her Duets dressing room. It was back at home. She had left the boys with the nanny.

David turned toward her. "Your massager is right here Lucy," he said with an edgy and flirtatious tone. Clearly lustful. Lucy laughed. She had had a bit much too drink that night as well and was feeling looser, drowsy.

In a move that took the composer by surprise, she deftly and erotically placed her bare left foot right in Foster's lap. He nearly shifted out of gear and out of his lane, as Lucy had been known since she was a teen for not having been the most coordinated. Her foot had brushed on his growing erection, which leaped and bulged at her touch. He gave an involuntary moan.

Lucy's laugh was incredible and a bit like a chipmunk at first, it was even raunchy, when she realized what had happened. "Did I get you David!" she laughed. "Your massager is right here," she jested erotically as she lifted her bare incredibly sexy left foot a bit.

Foster's erection yearned for contact. Oh God, he thought. Was he dreaming? He didn't think so. This may be the luckiest night of his life he thought. Lucy Lawless had just nearly given him a footjob!

Just a couple minutes later Foster had drove to a small and isolated park in west Hollywood, and parked his car at its edge. It was covered by trees and not a jogger was in sight. Not that Foster would care. A cool breeze whipped through the air. It was rather quiet.

David took Lucy's incredibly beautiful perfect left foot in his hands and began massaging. Lucy lay back in the car and shut her eyes in release and pleasure. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh David," she moaned adorably and softly. She really needed it. He was really good at this. Could all Canadians do this she wondered. She would have to tell Rob to take notes.

David continued. He was actually expert at this and had done it more than once for his wife Linda. He also knew it was a good way not only to pleasure but to arouse a woman, and a sort of foreplay. It had been between he and his wife before.

"Ohhhhhhhhh," Lucy gave another moan as Lucy continued. "So David," she began in pleasure, eyes shut now and then, "tell me about your...family life..."

"Oh...well...you know you might have caught that other Fox reality show...The Princes of Malibu..."

Lucy gave an adorable and inquisitive moan and purr, hinting she knew more about it than she may have. "Ohhhhhhh....really David...."

"Yeah, actually it was where I advised and tried to straighten out my two stepsons to fix their lives, go their own way, become successful...it didn't work. Actually then Linda and I...we..." he looked upset and hurt.

Lucy knew. They had divorced. "Oh David," she said. "I'm sorry...that's terrible. I know what divorce is like. I divorced with my first husband. He was my teenage sweetheart."

Foster nodded. "That is alright thanks Lucy. Linda and I just couldn't stay together. It didn't work out that long." He had reached a recognition and acceptance of this.

God Lucy thought. David was incredible with this foot massage thing. Where did he learn it she wondered, because now she wanted one full time. She was seriously considering asking him over to do this for her on a regular basis.

"You know I could be like the princess of Malibu David," she said between his massages. He was really working her.

David chuckled. "I raised one actress Sara, and another singer, so I know what that would be like. Course," he added, really meaning it, "with Linda gone, I would have loved to have you as queen."

Lucy laughed again. So would she be the princess or queen of Malibu? Foster was in his late fifties, older than Rob, so technically old enough to be her father. She did like older men. But princess or queen it didn't matter. She could really use an orgasm right now she thought...

As if to answer her prayers, with Foster a bit tipsy, lonely, and incredibly aroused by her, he knelt down and took her beautiful sexy long big toe in his mouth. He sucked on it tenderly. Lucy gave a gasp and a moan. It tickled, but felt wonderful and very pleasant at the same time. And erotic. She had had her toes sucked before, both of her husbands had done it for her, but certainly not in a while. Very proud of her famous incredibly beautiful feet and toes, she knew she would love to have a man who would appreciate them. And make love to them.

Foster continued, sucking on her littler toes now as he continued to massage her perfect foot. He also licked her sole as he massaged her toes. Lucy gasped aloud and gave an audible moan. It tickled but felt so pleasurable and erotic at the same time. Oh God, she thought. She was becoming very wet between her legs and aroused. Having had a bit much to drink, she was really in the mood. There was no one else in sight. Rob was an ocean away and hadn't seen her in months. She wouldn't see him until Thanksgiving!

Moaning, purring, Foster's saliva covering her beautiful left foot, she reached up and undid the straps of her tight black dress. Quickly and deftly, she let it drop. Foster looked up with big eyes. He was even bigger somewhere else. Lucy didn't stop. She quickly unstrapped her bra and adjusted her sitting position, letting it drop. Her incredibly beautiful famous breasts, and amazingly beautiful large erect nipples were raised and shone in front of him in all there glory. OH MY GOD thought David. Was he dreaming? Maybe he was. Her breasts seemed to beg for pleasure and contact. They were beckoning him. Lucy was.

David saw her there like that and looked up stunned. He paused. He was motionless and speechless for several seconds. He was absolutely shocked. Never would he have expected this. He looked at Lucy and suddenly saw her as a real real human being, with all her desires, humanity, and vulnerabilities, right there in front of him just a few feet away, with her dress down and bra on the floor of the car and her incredible large voluptous beautiful youthful and very human breasts erect and exposed for him. Her eyes were very aroused and she was panting. She gave him a deep look. It was yes. She wanted it. My God David thought. She really could be eighteen.

It was a crucial moment. Because at least a quarter of a minute, probably longer, had passed and David was motionless. He just kept staring and was in disbelief. And shock. Not just at the incredibly beautiful and arousing view, but at his situation. He felt like he had been born that day.

The importance of the moment could not be greater because soon Lucy suddenly felt disappointed and embarrassed. The look seemed to vanish from her face and she seemed terribly upset, with herself, and her situation. She was nearly about to turn away and cover herself, and pretend it didn't happen, or explain it away, and fight back the tears, but then ironically suddenly David broke out of his trance and reached toward her. He grasped her shoulders and very gently turned her face towards his, his finger on her beautiful perfect chin, and looked her in the eyes. They were beginning to moisten. Foster's eyes said yes thank you. They had a lot of sympathy for her. And now, now out of his trance-like state, raw lustful desire for her.

He kissed down her neck and soon began licking and kissing her beautiful breasts. Lucy bucked and her back pressed against the door. David was fast. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes..." Foster continued kissing her beautiful famous breasts devotedly and hungrily, and then began sucking on her nipples. This really pleased Lucy and she opened her legs apart and really felt a need for it. Contact with her nipples was one thing that really turned her on. Both of her husbands knew it.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned tilting her head back. David did not stop there. The upper half of Lucy's dress was down and she was topless. He continued kissing her, down her ribcage, onto her beautiful bare stomach. He thought she had the most beautiful, tender, precious, cutest most arousing stomach he had ever seen, and it was just begging to be pleased and have attended to. He kissed down it. Lucy arched her back and moaned. Oh God yes she thought. She was very live-in-the-moment. Now, she thought. Now. They were getting serious. She put her hands on his head as he kissed her, and found his way to her perfect beautiful navel and kissed it. He tongued it and sucked on it, and continued like this licking in it devotedly and erotically.

Lucy's breath came in rapid gasps as it sped up and she was very aroused and excited. And ready. She moaned with incredible pleasure, hands on Foster's head as she lay back, his tongue deeply pleasuring her navel. Oh god she wanted it. Rob hadn't payed this much attention to her navel. Foster was a godsend she thought. Why did his wife ever leave him...

But the evening was just beginning. Foster kissed lower, leaving her navel as it was wet and dripping his saliva, and she missed the feeling of his tongue in there and craved and wanted it. But now he want lower, kissing and licking her bare beautiful lower abdomen. She could not believe her luck she thought.

Foster, making sure she did not protest and paying attention to this, gently lowered her dress to her thighs and grasped the hem of her thin, sexy panties. He lowered them and saw the absolutely most beautiful sight he had ever seen in the world. Her light brown pubes were nicely trimmed and her aroma was incredibly fragrant. Delicious and sweet. Her beauty was incredible. Her large clitoris was fully erect, its beautiful hood spread, and begging for contact. Oh My God David thought. I'm staring at Lucy Lawless's pussy! This is AMAZING! Oh My God. Nature is incredible. This lady is a real goddess!

Lucy's thin, sexy panties were slowly pulled down past her private region, to her thighs. Foster leaned forward and put his face in her lap. Lucy was panting and breathing very rapidly. Oh God she wanted this. She had gotten really lucky she thought. Foster was very good at this. He began by gently teasing her large erect beautiful clitoris, and she shuddered and moaned. Then he gently took all of it in his mouth and began sucking on it. Lucy gasped aloud and arched her back, and had an extremely excited pleasured look on her beautiful face. Her hair came down over her eyes now and the pleasure was incredibly intense, all most too much. David really knew how to please a woman. At the same time, he began rubbing over her large beautiful bare vaginal lips with his right hand as she moaned again and bucked her hips at this. She wanted entry. David slowly, passionately worked his first finger into her vagina. It was tight, very comfortable, moist, tender, and felt incredible. Lucy must really not have had intercourse with her husband in some time. It had been months actually.

As Foster gently and expertly nibbled on her beautiful clitoris, larger than most women's as well, he fingered her erotically to her incredible delight. Lucy actually had a fetish for being fingered. She loved it! In the next minute David had worked three of his fingers, the largest, into her vagina and increased the rapidity and vigor of his strokes. At the same time he gently pulled on her clitoris in his mouth, and licked at it with a side to side motion. Lucy's hips bucked and shook and her breath become most rapid it had ever been, surprising herself. She felt like she was having a cardio workout. When she came it was enormous and she thrust back against the seat and window and shut her eyes. The pleasure and moment was so intense and incredible, there was nothing else to experience then, even the slight discomfort of slamming her body and back against the door and window was muted to nothing in the pleasure. Her orgasm was very loud, long, gratified, intense, and wet. Foster continued licking her throughout this, knowing women differed in whether they preferred the man to continue or not. Most wanted them to continue and he guessed correctly that Lucy did as well. It could intensify their feelings.

Lucy's ejaculate was a clear, very fragrant, and awesomly delicious liquid, tender and precious. Angelic. It was amazing, Foster had never tasted such a delicious woman. She was certainly the most fragrant too. Could she be real? Rob was the luckiest man in history he thought. He found himself agreeing with what Stern said!

David lapped it up, all of it, it burst and flowed and he loved it as it moistened his lips, his face, and was in his mouth. My God she's delicious he thought!

As Lucy's breath came down again, her beautiful stomach and diaphragm not heaving quite as much now, she was going to thank David whole-heartedly and wanted to give him a kiss on the lips. That was the greatest, most pleasant, erotic, and intense orgasm she had had in a long while. This man would make a great lover, she thought.

But David wasn't done. Incidentally he was on target in regards to another fetish Lucy had. That was being fingered in the ass! He had removed his very moist three fingers from her delicious wet sopping vagina, licked them off deliciously, and then did not pause very much at all before he lifted her hips with suprising strength and gradually, slowly, began inserting all three of his fingers into her rectum. Already moist and lubricated, and Lucy having orgasmed, she was very in the moment and it felt incredible. As he did this he began licking her vagina again, burying his face into her p u s s y. Lucy had had her hands on his head as he did it the first time, and knew she put them on their again and pressed. When she realized he wasn't going to stop and was doing it again for her, she was incredibly delighted and excited.

David had inserted his tongue into her vagina and licked inside it erotically and as deeply as he could. As he did this he increased the rapidity of his fingers in her rectum and he knew from experience that if this was done roughly it would bring about a quicker and more powerful orgasm. With his three fingers rapidly and a bit roughly f*cking her anus, and his tongue in her delicious vagina, Lucy rocked and moaned very wildly. Foster thought he could feel the car shaking. Good God! She was quite loud now too and he thought they might start attracting people. Not that it mattered!

Lucy with her hands on his head pressing his face and tongue as deep into her as she could, and sitting on his fingers and rocking on them taking them as deep as possible into her sweet, perfect, tender rectum, soon built herself up to an awesome climax. God she's tight in there David thought! What an ass! When Lucy came again this time it was even greater than before, particularly with the added anal stimulation, and she sprayed delicious clear ejaculate from her vagina. Foster's tongue had been expert enough to stimulate her very delicate g-spot at the same time and this was partly accountable for the incredible intensity of her orgasm and amount of ejaculate.

When the rocking and moaning stopped, Lucy really wild and incredible, Foster withdrew his three fingers from the sweet, tight, cozy confines of her rectum and his face and tongue from her vagina. His mouth and chin were now soaked in her delicious juices. He licked his chin and lapped it up. My God she's so tasty he thought! His fingers were warm and moist, he did not bother to look at them and see if they needed a tissue.

But he couldn't contain himself now, he had really done this for her and hadn't had sex in a while. She was panting and very wet, and her rectum had been stretched now. He wondered if she and Rob had anal often. His guess was they had but did not too often. Rob you don't know what your missing then he thought. Or I bet you do!

Foster scooped Lucy up in a suprising move, lifting her away from the door and window, and turned her body and put her between the two front seats, and then pushed quickly until she was laying on her back against the back seat area. Lucy was panting and her hair was messed erotically know, her beautiful breasts bobbed as he moved her. Foster did this quickly and without warning. Now it is really my turn he thought. He pulled her famed beautiful long luscious legs apart and in the air, until her bare incredibly beautiful feet lay on each of the two front seats. He got between the seats and unzipped his pants hurriedly. He had already felt wet.

David was bigger than Lucy thought, and he was pulsating. Oh My God! She gave an incredibly excited squeal of delight. David came forward and lay on her, and grasped himself and entered her wet and largened vagina. It was quite open from her position.

As he pumped her hard and vigorously, he made sure to put his weight into it and to rub his pubic area against her clitoris. This was really how to f*ck a lady he thought. That was how they had their most intense orgasms. He was definitely experienced. Foster pumped her and she rocked and bucked with him and screamed involuntarily with the amazing pleasure and desire of sex, and she lay back and thrust her head backwards. Just as David thought he would come, he used incredible control and withdrew himself. He knew he had given her her third orgasm already.

He lifted her hips upward and quickly and deftly inserted his very erect and moist member into her beautiful precious tender rectum. He wanted to avoid impregnating her best he could and he knew she would appreciate that. Pumping her again, Lucy moaned incredibly. He did it hard and fast and wild, her beautiful rectum was so tight, warm, and cozy. Lucy's breath came in gasps and her moan as well as she was having rough hard anal. Soon David could not take it anymore, his body convulsed and contracted involuntarily and he came with an enormous wad of semen, deep into her rectum and seeping into her colon and bowels.

His strokes slowed, and she felt a large amount of warm fluid enter and fill her. It was a fairly familiar feeling but she did not have anal often. David finally withdrew himself from her beautiful rectum, his member very moist and slick now, and began to return to its normal size. Its odor had changed a little now that it had been so deep in Lucy's perfect ass. With how wonderful she had felt and it had been, he didn't want to wash!

Foster unzipped his pants, his breath returning to normal. He could feel the wetness against his underwear. Lucy, stunned and in awe, and near disbelief, slowly pulled her panties up again and began zipping her dress up. It took her over a minute to get it together though, in the afterglow of sex and intercourse, and she could really feel how wide her rectum felt and its wetness still. Foster's semen oozed out of it. That had been SO incredible! She bet her anus was gaping. Foster's work!

Lucy didn't even want to put her sexy sandles back on. She had just lay against the seat in the car, humming a beautiful tune and looking dreamy. She was very thankful but there wasn't much to say. Before David had dropped her off in front of her home, she turned back toward him, nearly leaving first, but then changed her mind and gave him a passionate and thankful full kiss on the lips. David was in awe and he thought he was really dreaming. Perhaps he had gone to heaven already!

As Lucy waved goodbye, barefoot on the pavement and walking on the grass, holding her sandals and brushing and fixing her hair after the incredible experience, David returned it with a great smile and slowly drove off. As he entered Ventura Boulevard again, heading toward his own home now, the smile stayed with him. He was very thankful Lucy had decided to do Duets. He would not have met her otherwise. As he drove home thinking of her, and could still smell her wonderful fragrance on him, he knew that somewhere, sometime, there would be a next time with her. He could not wait and thought those were the times he had been waiting for his entire life and had been born.

Lucy entered her home and after opening the door with her keys and shutting it behind her, the peaceful sound of night and a few buzzing insects ending, she put her sandles on the floor and walked on the carpet. She would have to do her best to avoid looking the nanny in the eye. Better yet her beautiful rectum gaped, perhaps she had best take a quick bath. With a very satisfied, thankful sigh, she put her items down near the tub and turned the water on as she removed her clothes.

Eric was coming back soon. She thought she'd ring David in the morning and arrange for dinner with him somewhere tomorrow night. She chuckled as she hoped he wouldn't mind her tush not being as tight as the first time. She thought of a new title for herself. Lucy Lawless, the Orgasmic Princess of Malibu! She began singing "Like the Way I Do" beautifully, sounding a bit tipsy, as she stepped naked into the tub and moaned. Foster's man seed dribbled out of her rectum and she soaped up her hands and inserted one in there. Now where had she left her toys...

The End

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*see earlier story with SMERSH and Rosa Klebb who desire Lucy