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The blonde superstar felt her body ratcheting up towards orgasm so much faster than it had the first time. ” Taylor gasped as Anya’s fingers found sensitive new spots to touch. The singer almost cried, feeling the rush of blood and hormones immediately start to drain away. “Please, Anya,” Taylor pleaded, but the short redhead ignored her, instead dropping down to squat next to the massage table. Taylor took a deep breath, and Anya slapped her butt. Breathe as I enter you, or it will hurt more.” Taylor forced herself to breathe, reminding herself that she’d just had something in her ass. Taylor managed to pry her eyes open and glance over at the mirrored wall, amazed at the sexiness she saw. Taylor couldn’t think of anyone better to stretch her tight little ass so perfectly.
Perhaps, she mused, because she wanted it so much more. Taylor didn’t understand, but Anya helped her bend her knees and raise her legs up towards her shoulders, exposing more and more of her pussy to the personal trainer. Taylor heard her open up a cabinet, then suddenly Anya was popping up next to her head. But as the head of Anya’s strap-on slid into her, the country chanteuse realized the other woman had attached an ever bigger plastic cock to her harness. Anya’s big hard cock was stretching Taylor’s ass in the most deliciously painful way. Cute little redheaded Anya pressed hard against Taylor’s own naked ass, taking and stretching the tall blonde’s last possible secret. “Yes,” Taylor hissed, unable to keep her eyes off the mirror.
She trusted Emma, but as she pulled her car up to the very non-descript building, she began to wonder if Emma was playing a joke on her. Then again, there was also no paparazzi outside, no cameramen, no one. “Get naked and get on massage table now, darling-dear,” Anya said, pushing Taylor towards the table across the room. “We are now going to massage and stretch you, Taylor. “You shoulders are tight, darling-dear,” Anya said. Denied from Anya’s fingers earlier, Taylor’s body seemed to climax even harder as her stretched pussy gripped the dildo inside her tight, her body clenching against the invader, though Anya kept it pounding in and out as Taylor’s mind seemed to separate from the rest of her body.
She could get out of her car, dressed in her tight black Nike tank-top and short shorts and not worry about being plastered all over the internet like she was the last time she’d dared to go work out at her usual gym. “You have much stress here, I think.” “Yeah, stress,” Taylor agreed lazily. Anya worked her hands together down Taylor’s spine until she hit the curve of Taylor’s ass. Anya rammed the plastic cock in and out of Taylor, and in no time, Taylor was writhing about on the table like a woman possessed. She knew nothing but sexual pleasure for a long, long time, actually passing out from her orgasm. The sex wasn’t over, and it was about to get dirtier. Anya pressed her cool, lube covered finger against Taylor’s back entrance, and quickly worked inside the singer.
Stretching Taylor By TRL Taylor Swift FF, oral, anal, Toys Disclaimer: The following is totally fiction. To Taylor’s surprise, the physical trainer actually threw the ball right at Taylor. She might not dance much, but Taylor MOVED during her concerts, going from one stage to another, up and down stairs – she even got launched into the air by an air compressor at one point. Really, only the medicine ball might work for a few moves, but none of the other stuff was anywhere to be seen. ” “But – but-” “No buts,” Anya said, stepping over and grabbing the bottom of Taylor’s tank top. “Is hard to do Pilates with your arms over chest, Taylor,” Anya said. While she still blushed every time Anya came around and looked at her, Taylor couldn’t help but admit that she looked pretty damn hot in the mirror. ” Taylor laughed politely, wondering why Anya was so focused on her rear. Other than to correct her posture, Anya had barely touched them, and certainly hadn’t ogled them. She didn’t have the biggest breasts in the world – far from it. Body must feel good.” “Yes, feel good,” Taylor said, suddenly feeling tired. ” Taylor did as she was told, keeping her face down in the pillow, but letting her eyes closed in anticipation. She then ran her hands down the middle of Taylor’s back.
It never happened in real life, which sucks, because if it did, it’d be totally hot. ” Anya could be bossy, and yet Taylor did exactly as she was told, as if she really wanted to please Anya, make her proud. She had to act fast to try and catch it, and was nearly knocked off her feet, staggering a little as the heavy ball landed in her arms. She didn’t have to be strong, but she had to be in shape. Taylor took a long swig of water and used the time to catch her breath. With a quick move, she lifted the black, sweaty garment away, leaving Taylor suddenly exposed, as she’d not bothered with a bra. “I have seen breasts before, and I see yours later, during massage.” “What? As the session went on, Anya got more and more hands-on, and while at first Taylor jumped each time the short redhead touched her, she eventually grew to relish having Anya’s delicate fingers repositioning her body as needed. Still, she’d been complimented on them before and Anya was ignoring them. I like them, but I never have the time…” Taylor trailed off. It was the heat of the room and suddenly laying down. “This just stretches the spine and lower back, darling-dear.” Taylor just moaned back, enjoying the way Anya was working her body.
But again, if she did, he’d totally be down for it. Seriously, I’m THIS CLOSE to giving up, guys, so maybe a little “thanks” every now and then would help. My whole body still feels like it’s tingling, and it’s been 48 hours! The country starlet didn’t know if the room was air conditioned or not, but right now she was willing to bet it wasn’t. She kept having to wipe sweat from her brow to keep it out of her eyes. Of course, she wasn’t feeling like her whole body was tingling or anything yet, but she figured that came later. “Very good, for beginner, darling-dear,” Anya said at one point. ” Taylor was still sweating – was the heat on in this room? It helped to be naked save for her shorts and panties. She had the softest touch with her hands, and seemed to really like Taylor, too. She’d been gyrating about the room topless for more than an hour now, what would it hurt for Anya to see her naked? Taking a deep breath, Taylor reached down and yanked her short-shorts and the small pair of white panties hidden underneath them right off. She was surprised to find a bottle of water with a straw resting right beneath the face-pillow her head was resting in. But it felt good, and soon Anya’s hands joined them.
They worked with the medicine ball for another ten minutes or so before Anya stopped her. Ultra Stretch called it Pilates, but it was really more Yogilates, a mixture of pilates and yoga designed to stretch Taylor’s entire body.
Taylor needn’t have worried about the lack of equipment.
Her skin was flush and covered in sweat, but she had the most amazingly pleasant smile on her face, like nothing could possibly be wrong with the world. I was recommended by Emma Stone, and-” “Ah, Miss Stone, yes,” the receptionist said. If this feeling had been what Emma had been talking about when she suggested the place, Taylor would happily feel this way for a couple of days. Considering how Anya was making her feel, Taylor would trust Anya to do pretty much anything. Anya immediately took her right arm and began kneading the flesh. She hated to admit it, but the stretch did feel good, even when Anya did it with her other leg. Happily, Taylor rolled over onto her back, no longer at all concerned that she was completely naked. She almost squealed with delight when she saw Anya had stripped down to a tiny white thong. But to her surprise, Anya pushed her back down on her back. “Anya may treat you like lover, but Anya is not your lover. Not the biggest, but big enough for little Anya.” “But-” Taylor stammered, but Anya hushed her by placing a finger against Taylor’s lips. Should always wear shorts or skirts with legs like these.” “If you say so,” Taylor replied. But Anya actually started pressing Taylor’s shoulders flat against the bed, stretching muscles in Taylor’s neck that she didn’t even know she had. Anya stretched Taylor’s arms out by pulling on them from different angles. She also realized the large dildo was still inside her pussy. “We leave it there until we’re done stretching you,” Anya said, pressing Taylor back down on her back. But Anya’s finger was so much different from either penis that had been inside her. Anya could do anything she wanted to Taylor Swift’s ass. But Anya knew the importance of lube for anal sex, and she knew that for Taylor to enjoy it, she had to be plenty lubricated. If anyone walked in, or took a picture, or even guessed at what was.
She wore bright pink short-shorts that clung to her skin and showed the cleft of her pussy from a mile off, and the nipples on her large breasts were threatening to rip through the matching pink sports bra she wore. A pleasant looking blonde girl, she wore a sweatshirt opened in the front to reveal her sports bra with the Ultra Stretch logo and green shorts made out of the same material as her sweatshirt. After maybe six or seven times around Taylor’s back, Anya stopped and placed her elbow at the top of Taylor’s spine. Starting at the shoulder and working all the way down to Taylor’s fingers. Anya stuck a pillow under Taylor’s feet and began once more massaging the oil into Taylor’s skin. “Everything that we have done, is part of service, Taylor,” Anya said quietly. At first, Taylor just took it, but by the fourth different angle on one arm, Taylor was growing sore. “Roll over onto tummy, please.” Taylor did as she was told without even thinking, and got a little thrill as she naturally pressed the bottom of the dildo against the table, pressing it a little bit deeper into her. So Anya lubricated Taylor’s ass, both inside and out, and then applied plenty more lube to the dildo she pulled out of the drawer next. “Then it will do,” Anya smiled, taking the well-lubed dildo and disappearing behind Taylor.
She began running her fingers through Taylor’s hair, gently massaging her scalp and making the singer coo in delight. That includes those areas no one even worries about, yes? Those fingers, which had already driven Taylor Swift to orgasm once today, were back at work, and the superstar’s body was reacting exactly as both women wanted her to. Before her, Anya held up a pair of simple pink dildos, one a little larger than the other. ” Anya asked, holding up the larger one, which was maybe six inches long. “That’s about the biggest I’ve had,” she said, trying to keep her legs up near her head. It had been a while since she’d gotten any sex, and longer still since she’d been with the largest guy she’d been with – a fan she’d met at a concert and slept with in order to prove to her friends that she could actually have a one-night-stand. The dildo was so much bigger than any boy she’d ever had. “Deeper, Taylor,” Anya said, pressing the dildo further into the prone blonde. “You are finally all stretched,” Anya whispered in Taylor’s ear, leaving the dildo inside the singer’s ass. The dildo came out with a “plop,” and suddenly Taylor felt quite empty – an absurd feeling, considering an even larger dildo was still shoved right up into her pussy.