Celebrity Adventure

Bogey:
I walk back to the bar just in time to see the cute school-girl like dame sit down. Val walks over and gives her a drink and I can't help thinking that those lips sure would feel good up against mine.
But I don't go to the bar yet, instead I head over to check out the pool. I wonder who will be over there...
 
Ling throws one of her dazzling smiles back at Trent. God... that smile... she thought... seriously hot. She cocks her head to the side as he takes a seat next to her. She arches a brow... "I just know this is going to sound totally lame, but is that a weapon in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she says this, lifting her glass to her lips, taking a sip slowly, her soft lips parting as her tongue slips out to lick her lips afterwards.

She smiles again, glancing over her shoulder as Dean arrives... "hiya darlin!" She waves hello to him before turning her attention back to Trent.
 
~OOC - Freya...no offence taken...smile~

Trent arches an eyebrow, a small grin chasing over his features as he attepts to hide the effect Ling's killer smile has had on him...whew.

He leans closer, taking a sip of his drink. "That," he says in a teasing, quiet voice, "would be telling."

He blinks, trying not to stare at those lips...
 
Val:

"So Drew, how do like that drink...it's called a paradise special, you can't taste it but it actually has a small amount of speed mixed in with it. Don't worry not enought to become addictive...just enough to give you that extra little kick...just looked like you could use it." Val began to stretch his arms up over his head flashing his smile that he hoped would bring back one from her.
"Do you wanna go dance...i paid good bucks for that DJ and it would be a shame to waste it."
In the back of his mind he was hoping he might get a personal dance later, but he couldn't let his intentions be known just yet. In fact, no one expected, but this whole party was being set up to be a huge black mail scam. No one knew that there were hidden cameras all over the resort. And that the drinks were being spiked with a little something extra to make sure that sparks started to fly.. After this weekend Val Kilmer would be the most powerful man on the planer...with all of the videofootage he would get from this thing there would be no stopping getting anything he wanted....


ooc: HAD TO DO SOMETHING TO GET THIS PARTY GOING!!!!!
 
Drew Barrymore:

She turned and was instantly arrested by Val's killer smile. He was speaking to her, but she was too entranced by his face to really hear what he was saying. She hated to admit it, but she had always had a penchant for this stunning star. She thought he said something about the drink and if she wanted to dance, but she didn't really catch everything that he said. She blinked a few times as if to clear her thoughts and managed to blurt out, "Oh, the drink is wonderful, Val. Great party you have going on here. A dance sounds marvelous."

He touched her arm as to lead her to the dance floor, and she smiled. She giggled, feeling a little bit giddy and wondered if the drinks that she'd had already took some effect on her. No matter, she came here to have a good time and by goodness, she was going to have it!
 
Bogey:

There was something bothering me about this party, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Every thing had seemed normal, when I took my walk around the place, but I didn't get a chance to really check it out. That will have to wait until later tonight. I headed towards the bar, and saw Val chatting with the school babe. I ordered another drink and sat down to contemplate.
"What is going on here..." I think to myself.
I take a sip of my drink and then realize whats going on--Of course! There's something in the drink, something that I'm not used to. I knew something was up. I try to take a sniff of it inconspicuously, but am unable to decipher the unknown drug.
Why would the drinks be drugged, though? What is going on. Is Val behind this, or someone else. This was turning out to be a first class film noir flick...
 
Val:
He led Drew by the arm over to the dance floor. Her short sundress bounced on her slender fram. Her cute cherubic face gave him a seductive smile as she turned and started pumpong her hips to the music.
Val, started his body moving and began to dance seductively around her. he would come in close and place his nose close to her neck and breathe her in and then back away and continue on around. He glanced into the bar and saw some more people beginning to arrive and he knew things were getting a little more livelier because he the volume from there voices grew.
He brought his attention back to Drew. She had her eyes closed, her culy blonde hair was blowing from the ocean breeze. He knew the drink was beginning to have its effect. He came up behind her and put and arm around her waist just below her now bouncing bosom. He pulled her back to him so that her butt was firmly planted into his now hardening package. She leaned her head back onto his shoulder with her eyes still closed, and there hips began to move together in a very sexy dance...
 
Ling smiles seductively at Trent's response. Hmmm she thinks... this party was gonna be fun. She could feel her body start to perk up as something in her drink started to warm her body... her heart was racing. "I can't sit still, I've gotta dance... she slides off the stool taking Trent's unresisting hand in hers. She tugs and he follows her onto the dance floor. Ling smiles up at Val who glances over at them as they joint him and Drew on the dance floor.

Ling faces Trent who moves to pull her close, but Ling has other ideas. She places her hands on his chest making him stand before her. Slowly, to the heavy thudding beat. She places her hands on her hips... swaying erotically before him. Trent feels his cock jump in response to this display. Ling smiles warmly... her eyes capturing his. Her hands slide across her flat belly, the silver material of her dress shimmers about her slender body. The hands continue to move as she sways to the rythym, her hands cup her pert full c-cup breasts briefly before she stretches before Trent shaking out her silky black hair. Her eyes dancing with fire.

Groaning Trent moves forward sliping his arms around her slender waist and pulls her forward. His mouth moves down onto hers and she sighs willingly giving herself up to his masterful kiss. Her thigh slides up against his and the blood pounds through his body. Ling slips a hand inside his jacket and feels the heavy metal object, immediately recognising a gun. Hmmm she thinks to herself enjoying Trent's kisses as they move to her neck. She arches into him... a gun huh? My my my, Trent was a little more racier than she had imagined... She feels his teeth on her tender skin and gasps... moaning... her pussy suddenly wet with desire...
 
Trent growls deep in his throat as his teeth scrape over the skin of Ling's neck. A small part of his mind was thinking what the fuck am I doing? What the hell was IN that shooter, anyway?

The rest of his mind told him to shut the fuck up as Ling arches her body into his, responding to his fevered kisses along her neck, his cock hardening in response to her closeness...he almost panics as she feels the gun. He pulls her closer suddenly, startling her, and kisses her again, putting all the heat he can into the embrace, biting her lip softly, one hand pressed hard against her back, the other playfully scraping fingernails up her firm thigh...
 
Ling gasps, not realising Trent's intent to distract her from his gun. She moans feeling his fingers on the sensitive bare skin of her inner thigh... "Oh... Trent..." she moans softly... feeling her body respond... she had the bizzare feeling that if he wanted to, he could fuck her right here on the dancefloor and she wouldn't protest...

She moaned at the thought... her fingers slide up his hard chest feeling the steady beat of his heart... before sliping up around his neck and drawing him closer... her fingers slide into his hair... enjoying the silky feel of it. She whimpers softly as he plays with her body... igniting her senses... her body hot with desire for him...
 
Trent's head spins, intoxicated from the heat of Ling's body, her eyes boring into his, the scent of her...he runs one hand lightly over her spine, reveling in the luxurious way she moves under his hands. Completely forgetting about the gun, the drinks, the other guests surrounding them, he grinds his body into hers, gasping at the sensations coursing through him...Trent's hand trails over her thigh, her hips, and cups one of those perfect breasts...
 
Ling gasps in delight feeling Trent's warm strong hand cupping her breast. Her nipples harden in response. Her hands slide down his back... enjoying the strength she feels there. She slides her hands lower and feels his ass, nice... she squeezes as he kisses her hungrily. She moans, he captures the sound in his mouth, his tongue driving into hers, plundering her.

Ling trembles... lifting one leg, she wraps it around him... pulling him close... he lifts her slightly... pulling her body up against his... feeling the length of her frame press against his body, hot with desire for her...

She whispers urgently as he lifts his head to gaze down into her lust filled face... "I need you Trent, I've wanted you forever... take me to the balcony... I want to feel you inside me... fuck me... " her voice lowers tantalizingly... "I want you to fuck me out there so the whole world knows how much I need and want you... I'll lean over the railing... you can take me... hard... just the way you like it..."
The seductive image cuts into his imagination like a knife. Groaning... he lifts her easily... she wraps her slender legs around his waist and he carries her to the balcony, staring into her warm brown eyes, she licks her lips temptingly...

[Edited by Moneytalks on 06-30-2000 at 06:54 PM]
 
His eyes burning with barely contained lust, staring into Ling's temptress gaze, Trent finds himself unable to think of anything other than being inside her, gripping her as he thrusts into her...

Shivering, he carries Ling to the balcony. Far past the point of no return, he drops her to her feet. He takes a moment, just staring at her, devouring her with his hungry eyes. He reaches forward, and Ling is momentarly surprised by the gentleness of his hands as they caress her body, trailing lightly over her breasts, her stomach, her thighs...

Trent's grasp suddenly becomes rougher. His fingernails scrape roughly over Ling's skin, and abruptly she is spun around, insistent hands pulling her skirt up...
 
I stand just inside the window and am gazing out over the hotel grounds when I see Trent and a girl go onto the balcony. Now, thats weird, I think. But, he is a rock star. And those guys always get the girls...
 
Dean Cain

Dean smiles at Alyssa sitting beside him at the bar.

"Hello Alyssa, it has been a long time since we've seen each other. I like your work in that phone commercial. Too bad you're not wearing that black leather outfit."

Sipping from his drink, he sets it down on the bar, takes her hand and says, "c'mon, let's dance..."
 
Ling feels Trent's gentle hands and is momentarily surprised. She relaxes under his fingers, then suddenly he becomes rougher. The fire in his eyes intoxicating. He turns her around and presses her into the balcony railing, lifting her dress urgently.

Ling shivers, feeling his strong hands, impatiently revealing her matching silver g-string. She parts her legs slightly in anticipation. She feels his warm hand cup her ass and slide down her thigh slightly. She moans pressing back against him. Fingers slide forward around her waist and down... down... questing forward... sliping underneath the flimsy material that covers her pussy.

"Oh... Trent..." the murmer escapes her. Trent smiles behind her as he feels her fall under his spell. His fingers slip into the material and he slips between her soft full pussy lips, probing deeper, feeling the slickness of her excitment warming his fingers. Ling's cunt sucks on his fingers delishiously, hinting at the tight warmth that will soon carress his cock.

He feels her hand move behind her as she searches for him. He grabs that hand and puts it back on the railing, "no my sweet, I'm in charge here..." She shivers in response to this. Ling hears the soun of his zipper sliding down, then feels the hot silky touch of his cock as he slides it down her ass until it reaches it's destination. With a growl of lust he jerks her g-string down and pulls her hips back so that he can thrust his throbbing tool deep into her tight cunt...
 
Interruption

Then all of a sudden a bum off the street comes waltzing in asking for money. He suddenly realizes that he is at a celebrity party. He then slowly inches for the door trying not to attract attention.
 
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