Eat & Greet with a Famous Singer

"That's right," she whispered in my ear, and bit it gently. "You're mine now. You should've surrendered without a fight, like your slut of a girlfriend."

With renewed vigor I cursed at her and pushed away, but my struggles were short lived as she pushed me right back down onto the couch, her strong body holding me down with pathetic ease. One arm still around my neck, choking me ever so slightly, she was strong enough to hold me down while reaching for her phone effortlessly.

"Stop struggling," she hissed in my ear as she unlocked the phone and opened up a messaging app. "I want to show you something."

Confused, and worried, I fought my instincts and relented, letting her warm body sink me down onto the couch completely. It was humiliating to let her hold me down but I knew better than to test her resolve. She showed me her phone and my heart skipped a beat when I recognized the phone number: Ana's.

The message she sent was an invitation to come over to "put that tongue to use again". I knew, despite our talk before, that Ana would not be able to resist Devonne, no matter what she felt for me. She would definitely submit with all her heart to the idol who turned her world upside down. The looks she gave Devonne last night were all too obvious; she was wholeheartedly in love with the popstar, and she would give up the world for her.

My heart skipped a beat when Ana's reply arrived: "When?"

"As you can see, she is all mine," Devonne cooed, while typing a reply to Ana with one hand. "But I'm willing to share her with you, for a price."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Devonne Garza offered to share my own girlfriend with me?! The nerve on that woman! I struggled against her out of instinct, but I knew it to be futile.

"Is that a no?" She hissed. "Very well. I don't mind having her all to myself. You got nothing on me, and you know it. She'll leave you for me in a heartbeat. I'm everything you're not."

She continued taunted me as I laid silently beneath her, typing out a few more messages to my girlfriend, and she laughed at me when she showed me the conversation. With just a handful of texts, Devonne confessed her feelings to my girlfriend, who immediately and unconditionally surrendered herself in response. Even the brazen request for Ana to come live in Devonne's mansion was answered with an overly excited, all-caps "I would love that."

"Wait, please," I begged, my voice breaking. "I don't want to lose her."

"Aww," Devonne pouted while lowering herself back on top of me. "Then you are ready to submit to me? Hmm?"

I closed my eyes to fight back tears and nodded slightly, but it wasn't enough. She put the phone down, wrapped her fingers through my hair and pulled back sharply.

"Well?!" She snarled.

"Y-yes," I stammered, and yelped when she pulled even harder. "Yes, I submit!"

She let go of my hair and lowered her face next to mine, her cheek resting tenderly against my own.

"Yes...what?" She asked, her voice suddenly calm and soothing again.

Defeated, I swallowed and forced myself to say it. "Yes, mistress Garza."

With a heart shattering laugh she moved her arm from around my neck and sat up on my back, still pinning me down. "Good girl!"

She simply sat on my back like that for a good minute, letting the whole situation sink in, before getting up and telling me to kneel on the floor. With no other choice, if I wanted to keep Ana in my life, I did as she told and got down to my knees on the soft carpet.

She sat back on the sofa, with that same arrogant look on her face, and stuck one of her feet out to me. As a result, I could look right up her dress and I blushed heavily, but she just grinned at me confidently. She wore black panties underneath her dress, barely larger than a g-string, and I felt myself struggling to look away. The knowledge that my loving girlfriend couldn't resist that very same treasure just the day before made Devonne all the more enthralling. It felt bad to even think about it, which in turn felt strangely exciting.

"Well? I'm ready for ya," she whispered, wiggling her toes and pulling me out of my daze.

I wasn't quite sure if she expected me to, well, go down on her, but when I took her left foot in my hands and started rubbing my thumbs over her skin she sighed softly, approvingly.

Although I had never really given a foot massage before, let alone to a world famous singer, I let my instincts guide me. Starting out I gently rubbed the top of her foot, moving my thumbs in large circles, then slowly moved towards the bottom where I focused on the heel for a while.

Looking up, I saw her smiling at me and for a moment I felt comforted, at ease, but when she sharply told me to go on I remembered my place. I knew I had to please her, without expecting any favors in return, if I wanted to keep her from stealing Ana away entirely.

At best, I would have to share her from now on, and I hoped that she would simply let us be once she had to leave the country for her tour.

As I applied more pressure and moved lower I heard a soft coo of delight and couldn't help but smile at my success, however small. Perhaps, if she really enjoyed herself, she would be more lenient. She was wiggling her toes gently and I let my mind wander, my fingers pretty much moving on their own accord. I started to reason to myself that things could turn out all right after all. It wasn't perfect, but if I could make Garza happy then perhaps she wouldn't be so mean, and perhaps she wouldn't interfere in our relationship that much.

Every now and then my gaze wandered up her strong legs and under her dress and I had to shake my head to snap out of it. There's no way Devonne didn't notice but I could not read it from her expression.

After a few minutes I went for her toes, rubbing them between my index finger and thumb one by one and then slid my fingers between her toes. Devonne winked as she intertwined her toes with my fingers for a moment and for some reason it made my heart flutter a second. Blushing, I looked back at her feet and gently continued sliding my fingers around, kneading her the base of her toes and rubbing her ankle with my other hand.

Another minute passed before I switched to her right foot, giving it the same treatment. Devonne startled me as she placed her left foot on my shoulder, her ankle behind my neck. I gulped as it only made it easier to look up her dress and I had to really focus not to do so. Whenever I seemed to hit the right spot she would moan faintly and I found myself responding in kind.

A good ten minutes passed before I felt the massage was done and I gently held her foot in my hands, looking up at my newfound mistress for a reaction. She gave me an unexpected one as she raised her foot my face and ran the side of it against my cheek. I should've pulled away but my body had already betrayed me with a purr and she giggled softly at it, causing me to blush fiercely.

"Kiss?" Was all she asked, and all it took.

She held her foot in front of my face and although she practically shoved it against my lips it was still my own reaction to purse them and place a gentle kiss on her foot.

"Thank you!" Devonne chirped as she pulled her feet back, leaving me in an awkward position in front of her.

When she glanced down at me with a frown and gently cocked her head towards her feet, I took her foot in my hands once more. Devonne's familiar stern look was quickly replaced with a broad smile and I wondered if she was, perhaps, surprised that I continued to give in. Slowly, I began sliding my hands up and down her lower leg, stopping just below the knee and rubbing down over her calf and over her foot all the way to her toes. With each pass I made sure to creep just a little above her knee and after a minute or two I worked up the courage to rub over her thigh. Devonne sighed as I moved to her other leg and, without fully realizing my own surrender, I subconsciously placed a kiss on her leg.

Within minutes my hands were again rubbing all the way up her leg and I noticed she twitched slightly as my fingers slid over her inner thigh. I was no longer thinking straight and began slowly rubbing higher and higher, my fingers nearing her skimpy thong, and I found myself trembling. For some reason it was me who was getting aroused by the massage, rather than her, and as I held my breath I made a bold move towards the edge of her panties, but then she put one hand on mine. I froze up and caught her frowning at me, and I suddenly felt very vulnerable and guilty, but as she rose up from the couch she caressed my cheek with one hand.

"Come, pet," she whispered, pulling me to my feet and guiding me to the bed. "Make me come before she arrives, and I'll let you keep your girlfriend."

I hated how she called me pet, and on any other day I would've attacked her for it, but I was more worried about the fact that Ana was coming over. While I had resigned myself to serving mistress Garza, I wasn't quite ready to deal with the sight of them being together again, let alone the threat that I would be excluded again. Showing little resistance I accepted my fate and let her push me onto my back.

I couldn't help but feel a little scared as she straddled my waist and lowered her face within an inch of mine. With her face so close I could feel her breath on my lips, and as she took my wrists I felt completely at her mercy. I stared into her eyes for what felt like minutes, no longer struggling as I started losing myself in those pretty brown eyes. Her long hair had fallen freely around my face, effectively curtaining off the rest of the room and leaving me with just her commanding gaze above me. I felt her body on mine, separated by the thin fabric of our dresses, and was suddenly made aware of my increasing body temperature as a bead of sweat formed on my forehead.

Slowly, I tried to raise my head, to reach her lips with my own, but when I was just an inch away she backed off slightly, chuckling gingerly. Frustrated, in part because I had given in to her and just as much that she was denying me, I tried again, but she anticipated my move and sat up straight, giggling as she looked down at me. I pleaded her with pouting lips but she shook her head at me as if I wasn't worthy to kiss her on the mouth. She shuffled forward until she was hovering over my face, her thick thighs on either side of my head and the bottom of her dress resting over my face.

She tested my determination and, ever so slowly, raised her minidress to reveal the tiny black panties. My eyes settled on her mound, her lips clearly visible through the thin fabric. Her lips looked so soft and inviting that I didn't notice I was licking my own, but Devonne certainly did. Giggling, she blew a kiss down at me and I felt my cheeks reddening. She closed her legs slightly, touching my face with her warm thighs and I knew I was blushing even more. The simplest of touches of her hot skin was starting to make me feel unusually warm inside but I was too enthralled to worry about it.

When she pulled the tiny thong aside I saw her pussy lips were already glistening and my mouth watered at the sight. Devonne inserted a finger in her wet hole and at the same time rubbed her thumb around over her clit. After a few seconds she pulled out and trailed her wet fingers right under my nose, pulling back swiftly when I tried to lap at them with my tongue.

I watched closely as she slowly slid two of her fingers inside, as if they were being sucked in, and after a few seconds she pulled them out to tease me some more. Devonne's fingers were coated in her juices and this time she trailed them over my lips, giving me a taste of what was to come but pulled them just out of reach of my tongue when I, again, tried to reach out.

She winked at me and suddenly turned around, facing down my body to lower her large ass over my face. Within a split second she had my face firmly tucked underneath her, her ankles locked behind my head and her warm thighs pressed tightly against my cheeks. She grabbed my hands as I tried to push her off and, in doing so, let her partially see-through dress fall free over my face, sealing me in a confining darkness. I wanted to scream but before I could Devonne pressed down onto my face. The soft material of her thong felt oddly comfortable on my lips, however, and the smell of her was intoxicating enough to keep me from further struggling against her weight. I inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with the amazing smell of Devonne's sex, leaving me lightheaded and more than a little aroused.

I concentrated as best as I could on getting my breathing back to normal but Devonne had other expectations. She wiggled around a bit to get into the right position and then arched forward, lowering her panty-clad pussy over my mouth and taking some of the weight off my forehead.

Without instruction I pressed my lips against her panties and tasted her juices, and I felt wrong for finding the taste of her better than my girlfriend's. I eagerly started lapping at the drenched material of her thong, occasionally taking her panties between my lips to try and squeeze some of her juices into my mouth. She let me kiss and lick her thong for several minutes before she finally seemed to want more of me.

Devonne leaned back a little so her firm ass rested over my face, enveloping me in complete darkness and, once more, I felt a little afraid to be at her mercy. My nose rested between her cheeks, though thankfully I could at least breathe through my mouth, and I became very aware of my helplessness. Devonne lifted slightly before the sensation became unbearable and I inhaled sharply while I could. She swiftly slid her panties down, not bothering to go all the way but enough to reveal her sex. Although I couldn't see clearly under the darkness of her dress, the lack of her soft panties increased the smell tenfold, which turned me crazy with lust.

With perfect precision she sat back down firmly, her lips right over mine and my nose pinched in the cleft of her amazing ass. Although breathing was now practically impossible, and as a result my heart really started racing, I couldn't focus on anything except pleasing my new mistress Garza. As soon as she settled on my face my tongue darted out and slid between her inviting wet lips. I almost coughed in surprise as her juices ran down my tongue and I swallowed eagerly, already growing addicted to the taste of her. The warmth of her thighs was making me uncomfortable but I didn't let it stop me from performing my duty.

I swirled my tongue around inside her warm, wet vagina, gathering as much of her juices as I could before swallowing again and again. She firmly pressed her thighs against my head and started moving back and forth over my face, riding me like a mere toy as I struggled to lick and kiss her, all the while taunting me and encouraging me to hurry it up, reminding me I would lose Ana if she didn't climax in time.

Soaking me in her wetness, Devonne paid little attention to my well being, using my nose to stimulate her clit and then moving back to let my tongue work at her again. I tried to get a few breaths in as she rode me but I was still slowly getting dizzy. Fearing what would happen if she got lost in orgasmic thrill if I got out of breath, or if Ana barged in before the end, I redoubled my efforts to get her off. She nearly broke my nose as she wiggled around on top of me but finally slid back again, still preventing me from breathing, but at least I could lick her again. I was seeing stars and felt more and more dizzy but all I could focus on was lapping at her wet pussy and swallowing the incredible juices it rewarded me. I pushed my tongue deep inside her, wiggling it around like a dog's tail, but after a few seconds her pussy expelled my tongue painfully. Going for the kill I tried to move my tongue towards her clit but the closer I got, the more she pressured against me.

On the verge of passing out, I strained for one last effort, but just then she acted. She moved one of her hands under the dress and parted her lips before firmly sitting back down on my face. My whole mouth was now engulfed in her pussy and she kept my head still with her legs and ankles. Even with my hands now free to put up a fight, I was too exhausted to act, and even in this state a part of me didn't really want to.

I would've completely lost my vision by now if it wasn't already blocked out by her firm ass, and I felt my strength ebb away. Going for one last try to get her off, I plunged my tongue inside her as deep as I could. I vaguely heard Devonne scream incoherently but was too far gone to realize she was cumming. Her slick walls held my tongue firmly inside her, painfully so, and I was unprepared for the avalanche of her juices gushing into my mouth. I felt her warmth flood down my tongue into my mouth and despite my peril I found myself swallowing eagerly.

Finally my tongue slipped free from her grip but she made no effort to get up, and I was too weak to protest even as I felt my consciousness fade away.

***

When I came to I found myself looking at the familiar, enticing sight of her ass bobbing up and down inches above my face. I heard a worried voice call out and recognized it to be Ana's. I tried to get up but Devonne sat down on my face like she had before, muffling my screams and silencing my struggles. Knowing her games by now, I forced myself not to fight it and lowered my arms, and she immediately rewarded me by rising up from my face and moving back a little.

I looked up between the bodies of Devonne Garza and my beautiful girlfriend, who looked down at me in concern. I smiled softly at her and whispered that it's all right, even if I wasn't sure if it was. Despite my genuine willingness to submit and serve Devonne in order to save our relationship, I had no idea what Devonne had planned for us. After giving us a short lived moment of reconciliation, Devonne took my girlfriend's face in her hands and moved in for a deep, sensual kiss. I felt envious as they started making out and found it hard to ignore the sloppy sounds and soft moans. After a few seconds she broke the wet kiss and gave a swift lick over Ana's nose, before moving to lick and kiss her neck, eliciting a deep moan from my girlfriend, and a silent one from me.

Devonne's hands went to Ana's breasts and she started cupping them firmly. She pinched one nipple and swiftly kissed, or maybe even bit, the other and Ana gasped loudly. In return, my loving girlfriend rubbed over our mutual lover's hips, her long fingers sliding over the naked flesh of Devonne's thighs, before moving over to the inside of her legs and under her dress. I felt ashamed and humiliated to be simply lying there, beneath my girlfriend while she surrendered herself to the gorgeous, thick singer. They hummed and giggled softly while kissing, licking and rubbing each other's bodies.

After a short while, Devonne broke off and moved away from my face, leaving Ana visibly disappointed, though I could see she tried to hide that from me. My girlfriend adjusted herself and looked at me with a soft smile, trying to convey a mess of emotions without saying a word. I took her hand and we just looked at each other, coming to a silent agreement in all this madness.

A little more at ease, now, I wasn't as afraid anymore when Devonne called out to us. As if everything that happened was as casual as meeting for lunch, she told us it was time to leave but that we were invited at the party tonight; at her house again like yesterday.

Of course, when Devonne Garza says invited, she really just means that you're expected. Even after she left us alone in her room, we didn't speak for minutes. Ana slumped down next to me and I just held her in my arms, gently caressing her body.