Oscar Loss (Celebrity Story)

“Saoirse! Saoirse! I was wondering if you could explain your… your choice off… well lack of outfit?” A reporter asked as the actress stepped out of her limo and hit the red carpet, the cameras flashing, capturing her incredible lack of modesty as well as her beaming and confident smile. Strutting forwards towards press, she took her position in front of the picture background, cocking her hips and letting the gathered crowds absorb every inch of her body. Because, as per previously discussed with a close friend, she had decided to wear to the particular Hollywood Premiere, nothing but a pair of black high heels. No dress, no bra and no panties.

            “Well, the Best Actress nominees had a little bet going. The winner got to chose one person to attend a premiere naked and well… Frances has a thing for young blondes,” Saoirse replied calmly and collectedly, putting on a brave face and delectable smile. It was quite freeing if she was entirely honest and the rapid tightening of the reporter’s crotches was endearing to say the least.

            “Was there anything else to the bet?” One of the reporters asked, the young girl quietly sighing and reaching down into a small purse she had with her, that being the only accessory. Crossing over to the reporter, she handed him a small card and begrudgingly gave him a wink, turning back and showing her arse off, giggling at the sudden influx of camera flashes as she turned.

Ten Minutes Later

            Following the directions of the small card, the reporter slowly snuck in through the back entrance of the movie theatre, moving silently through the foyer and down to the ladies bathroom. The film itself had already started, so there was no one around, allowing him to sneak inside and close the door behind him. Glancing around the small bathroom, he was met once again, with the entirely naked form of Saoirse Ronan, who was propped up on the sinks, scrolling through her phone. Glancing up, she offered a brief smile, before she hopped down and strutted towards him, explaining.

            “Pants down,” she said, the reporter’s eyes widening at the suggestion, the young girl taking the initiative and quickly unbuckling his jeans, dropping them down and around his ankles, his already hardened cock bouncing free. It wasn’t massive, then again, it didn’t have to be for the young girl’s needs. Lifting his camera, he was about to take a photo of the actress bent over, her lips mere inches from his cock, when she said, “One photo. Only one. So, make it count.”

            And with that she took the entirety of his cock into her mouth, swallowing it without even blinking, her lips wrapped snugly around the throbbing base of his shaft, her nose buried in the clumsy tufts of hair above his crotch. Gasping, he steadied himself against the door, Saoirse starting to bob her head up and down, batting the tip of his cock with her tongue, delicately and skilfully massaging each inch of his length with her plump, red lips. Groaning in pleasure, the reporter’s moans filled the room, quickly followed by soft and eager slurps, as well as the soft and gentle smacks of his balls hitting her chin. Deepthroating him with ease, Saoirse offered him a soft wink before her hand found his balls softly massaging them.

            Her other hand was busy with her phone, casually texting someone as she slurped and slavered over his cock, his length growing slicker and slicker with saliva as she sloppily attended to his throbbing erection. Lifting her phone, Saoirse briefly halted her blowjob, holding her lips against the base of his cock and offer her camera a salacious smirk. The click of phone sounded, and she returned to bobbing her head up and down, only stopping as the reporter looked at her confusedly. Plucking her lips from his cock, she explained briefly, “Frances wants proof…”

            That was all she said before taking his shaft back into her mouth, gently humming around the length as her fingers tapped away at her phone, sending the message away. Chuckling at the response, the young blonde inadvertently sent sumptuously pleasurable vibrations along his cock, the reporter moaning audibly as that tipped him over the edge.

            Continuing to push her lips up and down his length, even as his tip spasmed and spewed a few strands of cum into her mouth, Saoirse swallowed it with ease, feeling the reporter slowly softening in her mouth. Finally popping his cock out of her mouth, she offered him and a sexy grin before she rose to her feet, grabbed her bag and unceremoniously said, “Thanks…”

            Baffled and confused, all the reporter could think as he stood there with his cock out, her lip stick imprinted on the base of his length and her saliva streaking across his shaft was that he had missed his one and only chance. He didn’t take a photo.