Oops! Wrong Number!

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Author's Note: Somewhat inspired by the events of the Fappening. Imagine if a dick pic made its way to a single (For the purposes of this story) celebrity who lives locally?

Also dedicated to ByD, get back in touch man. I haven't heard from you in a while!

As she took a break on the set of the new Veronica Mars movie, Kristen Bell's phone buzzed to life and as she dug through her small handbag to find the source of the text message. Grabbing it, she lifted it out and unlocked the screen, bringing up the last message she was rather surprised at what she saw. Covering her phone's screen was a penis that covered the entire block of glass. Stifling a gasp, the blonde headed woman looked over her shoulders to make sure no one was looking at her as she moved to take a seat on one of the seats in her small, yet comfy trailer her phone let out a new noise to signal that a new text message had arrived.

'Like what u see?'

That was the message that had arrived. Kristen had to smile and nod her head. She did like what she saw! Her thumbs hovered over the on-screen keyboard before she started to tap out a response. She wrote out a message back to the mystery cock sender before turning to look at the small bathroom in her trailer. Standing up, Kristen locked the door to her trailer before sliding into the bathroom and then locking that door. Her heart was beating a mile a minute, she had never done anything like this before! Lifting her shirt up over her bra, Kristen kept the bunched up shirt against her chin before sliding her shorts down, flashing the tip of her red, stripy panties above her shorts, catching them all in the shot, Kristen took the photo and sent it to the mystery cock.

'Wrong number. But do u like what u see?'

Then came the waiting. Tidying herself up slightly, Kristen nervously checked her phone every few moments waiting to see if she had a response. Why was she nervous? This could be some random guy in Nebraska or Orlando, nowhere near where she currently was right now. Why was she so nervous? Her phone beeped with a new message and as Kristen moved to read it, she caught a wide smile on her face.

'I do! Wish I was there to help you out of those clothes! ;)'

Kristen grinned at the prospect and looked up at the mirror. She undid the button on her shorts and let them slide down to the floor landing in a little denim puddle around her ankles. Her fingers ran over the edge of her panties before sliding them down over the curve of her ass and spinning around, presenting her ass to the mirror. She bent over, put her phone up and took a photo of her bare rear. She stood up, took a look at the photo and then sent it to him.

'Done okay by myself. Still, my tiny pussy won't fuck itself...'

Biting her bottom lip, Kristen looked up at the mirror and saw just how flushed she was looking. She was actually getting hot and horny over this action! Spreading her legs slowly, Kristen started to softly rub at her pussy while she waited for a response. Her fingers teased her shaved, outer lips while her eyelids flickered in pleasure at the touch. Her index finger ran over the thin strip that served as a guiding point of pubic hair before she moved to stroke against her clitoris. As she did so, her phone buzzed to life with a new message.

'FFFFFFFFFUCK! Wish I was there!'

'Where r u now?'

'San Fran. U?'

Fuck. He was a lot closer than she thought he would be. Her fingers stopped touching herself and moved to shoot a new message to him. As she typed it out, she could barely believe what she was doing.

'L.A Free on Saturday. Want to meet up?'

As she hit the 'send' button her jaw almost dropped again. Now she had committed to something and there wasn't much else she could do now until wait. Sure, she could cancel it but that little logical part of her brain was starting to be shouted down by her increasingly wet pussy who wanted to get fucked by the mystery big dick she was talking to. Wriggling in spot, Kristen's phone buzzed with a brand new message.

'Sure! Hotel?'

Now that was a good idea. Kristen nodded her head and quickly accessed the phone's web-browser through the little button at the bottom of the screen and found one of the nearer locations. Tapping at it through the browser, Kristen booked a room for Saturday that had an 'any time book in' slot and then messaged the man right back.

'Hotel it is. Meet u @ the Starbucks near the fountain in the mall?'

There was only only big mall that had a Starbucks so there was no way the man wouldn't know where she was talking about. Kristen paused and studied the screen, nerves almost getting the better of her as the next message came through. Her heart was in her throat as her eyes read over what the mystery cock had sent to her.

'Perfect. C u @ 1pm?'

Kristen did the math in her head, she could get to the hotel for midday, check in and make sure the room was perfect before getting back to the mall to meet the guy. It all sounded so perfect... Kristen's fingers tapped out a response eagerly before hitting the green 'send' button, her mouth finally parted to let some air move back into her lungs. As she waited for the final response of the day, Kristen dared to feel between her legs and the ocean of arousal almost shocked her. Did the idea of fucking an entirely random stranger she had met online really turn her on that badly?

'C u @ 1pm ;) Suck you soon xXx'

With that final message, Kristen heard a knock on the door to her trailer and regretfully Kristen had to let the erotic messaging go. Pulling her panties up and redressing herself as best as she could do, Kristen made sure to splash at her face with some water to try and wash away the flushness in her cheeks. Her pussy had one final pat in satisfaction for a job well done, Kristen unlocked both of the doors and walked back onto the film set for a normal day of shooting.

*-*-*-*-*

As she did her best to ignore the leers from the young Hispanic guy behind the desk, Kristen couldn't help but feel a little over-dressed for the reception of the motel-six she was standing in. Her long blonde hair was feathery and hanging over her shoulder blades, her blue eyes continued to swap between making eye contact with the receptionist to the large clock hanging on the back wall. She had opted to have some thick, heavy and especially runny make-up on so that when she got the fucking of her life it would show just how well she had been fucked. She had chosen to wear a tight porcelain white blouse with a very obvious jet-black bra on underneath it, her legs were somewhat obstructed by a small red, velvet skirt and finally her long, athletic legs were covered with a matching set of black stockings, the garter belt and lacy thong underwear were hidden from the receptionist thanks to the skirt. Her perfectly manicured nails drummed against the top of her clutch-purse while the guy swapped between looking at her tits and then at her details.

"Miss Bell?" The guy finally said, tapping at one last key on the computer's keyboard.

"That's me. Do you have my reservation?"

"We do, please enjoy your stay with us. If you have any queries, please feel free to let me know. My name is Luis and I can serve any of your needs."

Kristen took the key from his extended hand and offered a polite smile before turning on her heel and rolling her eyes at the not-so subtle come on. Her heels clicked against the hard linoleum floor of the hotel's reception. Taking the stairs up to the second level, Kristen slid the key card into the door's lock and opened up the room. Crossing the threshold, the future Disney film star looked at her new surroundings. There was a little feeling in her stomach that suggested she wasn't exactly used to this sort of setting. There was a bed, the room had that going for it at least. There was also a coffee table with an US weekly magazine that was several months out of date and ear marked in several corners, a small yet serviceable television that sat near the mini fridge and a small lamp sitting in the corner near to the final set of furniture. The hotel room had a two piece set of a chair and a sofa, the material looked like a normal sort of cotton fabric but they had been worn in. The colour had faded in spots where people have obviously sat down and watched the television.

Kristen dumped her handbag on the coffee table and moved over to the bathroom, continuing her investigation of the hotel room. What she saw, actually surprised her. The hotel's bathroom was kept in an impeccable condition, the shower was sparkling clean and the long floaty shower curtain had been thrown over the rail inside of the shower. There was a countertop in front of the mirror that didn't have any marks on it and there weren't any cracks in it like she had been expecting. Sliding her hands down over the curve of her ass, Kristen admired her reflection in the mirror before hearing her phone beep to life.

The blonde found her phone that had been resting inside of her purse, checking it out, a sly smile moved across her lips. The mystery cock had sent her a new picture, it was a selfie and let Kristen know what he looked like. To add to a pretty fantastic cock, the guy wasn't bad looking either. He had a short brown crew cut, he was clean shaven and had deep green eyes that seemed to drink into her soul. He seemed to be in pretty good shape, she could see his arms were overly toned and had a look of muscle to them. He was also wearing a heather grey Detroit Red Wings shirt finally setting up that Kristen may well have just found her own perfect one night stand.

Kristen smiled before sending out a message to him.

'U like the red wings? I may have to marry u after this!'

'lol i wouldn't say no!'

'lol Just leaving now. C U soon.'

She took a deep breath and grabbed a hold of the sunglasses inside of her purse. Slipping them onto her nose to obscure one of her more significant and notable features. Locking the door behind her, Kristen walked down towards the hotel's parking lot, ignoring the leers from Luis with ease as she got into the driver's side of her car and set off towards the mall. Her stomach continued to perform somersaults as she waited at yet another red light on her way towards the mall. Her fingers gripped the wheel and her teeth bit at her bottom lip, while her eyes looked at the lights while her mind went places.

All of a sudden, the danger of the situation came into her mind. What if this guy was some crazy? What if he had a knife or a gun or some other weapon that could do serious harm to her? The headlines flashed before her eyes and then the look of horror on her mother's face as the grizzly details of what had happened in the lead up to her death. The sound of a horn from behind her car shocked Kristen into action, pressing down on the accelerator, she made her way through the intersection and carried on towards the mall. Was she doing something crazy? Definitely. Would she be killed as a result of it? ... Probably not right? She could always scope him out before she approached him, see if he had anything with him. As she pulled into the closest spot, Kristen made a silent promise to herself.

If he had a bag with him then Kristen would turn and walk away, block his number and forget all about it. If he didn't... Well, she was going to have one hell of a time tonight. Stepping out of the car, Kristen slipped a long cream coat on over her body and tightened it a little doing her best to obscure her sexy ensemble underneath it. Clicking at her car keys, her car locked after she dunked them into her pockets and walked towards the fountain. Walking into the mezzanine of the mall, her blue orbs scanned the area, looking for the mystery guy. Her eyes settled on the logo of the Starbucks and then moved downwards, the two orbs settling on the guy sitting by himself near the water fountain that, true to form, still shooting small jets of water from it. He was still wearing that grey Red Wings shirt and looking just as delicious as he had in the photo. He didn't have anything with him and that had pretty much cemented what she was going to do.

Taking a deep breath, Kristen moved forwards and walked towards her soon-to-be new fuck buddy. The sound of her heels clicking against the hard surface of the mall bounced inside of her ears, the sound of her heels added with the heavy sound of her heart beat. The sounds were almost deafening as she walked towards the man. The man who had now turned to face her and was almost tensing up at the sight of her. A smile curling at his lips as she crossed over to meet him. He stood up off of the chair and closed the gap, his hands sliding into his pockets.

"Hi there... Nervous?"

"A little? What gave it away?"

"Oh, it's always easy to tell with women. They tend to dress themselves up to make sure they stick out. I think it's to make sure people remember them? I don't know, would it help to let you know I'm not going to do anything weird?"

Kristen laughed and nodded her head. That actually did make her feel a lot better. She slid her hands into the sash of the long coat she was wearing before looking over her shoulder and then back at the mystery man.

"So... How do we?"

"This your first time doing something like this? Well, typically we go to a pre-determined room and we go at it until one of the parties are finished. We can go over things we want to do and things we definitely don't want to do in the car or are the trip over to the room. Or... We can go our separate ways if you're not interested?"

"No I'm interested! I really do want to try this out. Should you... Should you follow me to my car?" Kristen asked the guy, her head tilting to the side slightly.

"Sure okay. Do you want to swap names or should we just keep it as a one-time thing?"

That made Kristen stop in her tracks, turning to look at the guy, she was about to say something when the man chuckled and shook his head.

"This really is your first time doing this! Don't worry, I'm not expecting a girlfriend out of this. If you want a quick fuck then that's what you'll get."

"Let's... Let's go to the hotel and see how things go from there?" Kristen offered as a compromise with a soft smile on her face, suddenly feeling a little out of her element.

"Sure, okay. Did you say you drove here?" He asked, following her as she moved forwards again.

"I did. Just this way." Kristen said, guiding him towards her car that she had parked rather conveniently near to the entrance. Kristen unlocked the car and slid into the driver's side as the man slipped into the front passenger's side. Setting off on their travel, Kristen stole an occasional glance at the man's crotch and couldn't help but wonder about the size of it and if it looked as big as it did on the camera.

"Yeah, it is as big as it looks."

"I ah- Really?"

"Don't want to wait to see?" The guy asked, his hands resting on the zip of his fly, teasing that he could unzip it at any time. His eyes were focused on her face as she hit a stop sign, stealing glances between his length and then the traffic, Kristen shook her head and pressed down on the gas.

"No. I can't wait."

The man smiled and then unzipped his pants, fishing out his length that was starting to harden from the erotic energy that was starting to bubble in the inside of the car. His currently soft ten inch length sat just outside of his boxer shorts, his hand grasped the base of his shaft and started to jerk himself as Kristen let out a short gasp. She had never seen one so big in the flesh!

Swallowing the last bit of nerves, Kristen reached over and took over the duty of jerking his cock. Her hand curled around his length and she started to slowly slide her hand up and down, occasionally squeezing at the cock as she licked her lips. Her hand slid up and down, twisting from side to side and squeezing at his length as she explored the veins and bumps on his dick. As she felt the shaft in her hand, Kristen could feel her panties getting damper and damper at the prospect of having this massive dick inside of her.

Kristen's smaller hand curled around his dick and Kristen did her best to ignore the gasps of pleasure from the man as she explored just how big it was. Her nails teased the underside of his cock and found a long vein that ran from the tip all the way down to the balls. Her hand soon found itself on them, they were proportionally sized to the massive dick and as she felt them in her hand, she couldn't help but wonder just how they would feel slapping against her body. A blush formed on her cheeks as she left his sac alone and went back to jerking his shaft.

As she slowly pumped her hand up and down, Kristen glanced over at the man before smiling and licking her full lips. She had opted for a deep, blood red coloured tube of lipstick when she applied her make up this morning, it all helped add to how dramatic and enticing she looked. Her eyes flicked back to the road and the car soon pulled to the familiar selection of lights that hung above the road. There were still several cars in front of them, doing the math quickly in her head, she decided to take another first in their new, budding relationship and reached over.

"Tell me when it goes green."

Then, as soon as she had said that, her mouth was open and her lips had sealed themselves around the head of his dick. Her hand curled around his base and held him in place while her mouth pressed on down his meaty girth. Her tongue left the inside of her mouth and started to bathe the sides of his dick as she dropped her mouth down. She could hear him moaning and then the sound of his hands grasping at the seats behind them both as Kristen sucked him.

There was something to be said about having this sort of power. If she was honest, it was always baffling to her that men would be willing to let one of the more vital body organs go into a space that most consisted of instruments that could chew, gnaw and rip at meat. Still, she shouldn't really complain because as she lifted her lips up off of the dick's head and pushed a warm bead of spit back onto his head, the sounds coming from the guy made all of her hard work seem worth it.

Her small pink tongue flicked and stroked at the side of his length while her free hand cupped and massaged his balls, giving him the full experience as best as she could do while being restrained in the front seat and with the amount of pull the seat belt gave. Her ears picked up on a heightened moan and she could feel the fruits of her labour spilling out onto her tongue as she felt her his hands slide through her hair. The sound of a horn honking and a sudden tug on her hair alerted Kristen to what had happened.

"Shit! Green light!"