The Road to EGOT Season 02 Pt. 18

Margot moaned around my cock. I could see in the mirror that one of her hands had strayed and she was currently rubbing her aching pussy. Her other hand played with my balls as her mouth sped up. Her hair was flying everywhere, touching my belly and thighs. I could tell the moment that Margot decided it was time for me to cum. She looked at me before setting her hands on my thighs, using them as leverage as she drove her head incredibly quickly on the top of my cock.

"Oh fuck, Margo i'm gonna cum." I shouted to her as I felt the all too familiar sensation in my cock and balls. Margot didn't bother slowing down. On the contrary her mouth seemed to speed up faster. She was fully focused on my orgasm. Her eyes were closed, her lips were tight around my cock and her tongue was doing wonder to me. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!! MARGOT!" I screamed as I felt the cum shoot right out of me and into her mouth.

"Hmmmm!" Margot moaned as I saw her eyes roll into the back of her head as my seed filled her mouth and throat. I watched in amazement as she sucked every last drop I had from my cock. Margot looked up at me as she finished downing the last drop of seed. She stood up in all of her naked glory. I could do nothing but admire just how perfect she was. "My turn." She said in the sexiest way you could imagine.

I smiled before making myself comfortable on the bed. I lay my head on my pillow and waited for Margot to settle onto me. The beautiful blonde smiled as she made her way up my body. She set her amazing cunt right above my face. She slowly, painfully lowered herself down onto my tongue. We both groaned as I had my first taste of her that evening. I had forgotten just how delicious she was. I grabbed her full ass cheeks, and pressed my tongue against the opening of her cunt. Margot leaned forward, giving me even better access to her cunt. She began grinding and twisting her pretty pussy against my face.

"Fuck! That feels so damn good!" Margot moaned. She stood with her back straight, now i could see up into her lovely eyes. We looked at each other and smiled, as Margot continued to move her hips side to side, causing my tongue to brush against different parts of her cunt. I raised my hands and filled them with her perfect tits. I rubbed her hard nipples between my thumb and forefingers, causing an amazing moan from the sexy actress.

I loved the look of pure pleasure on Margot's face as I licked her. She moaned and gasped whenever my tongue hit certain spots. Her hands met mine on her tits. Together we groped and kneaded the soft flesh, as my lips wrapped themselves around her clit. "AHHHHHHHHHHHH" Margot screamed as I hit her most tender spot. Margot leaned forward once more, using her hands on the mattress. She began bucking her pussy against me, practically fucking my face. I returned my hands to her ass cheeks. Gripping tightly on the firm cheeks. "Yes! YES!" Moaned Margot as she sped her hips.

I slid my index finger into her glistening pussy, as my lips and tongue began a full out assault on her clit. "AHHH FUCK YES. DUNCAN!" Margot screamed as her orgasm seemed to only get nearer. I added another finger and was now fucking her steadily with two while my tongue was running all over her clit. "SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!" She moaned in that irresistible accent of her. I was so in heat from hearing and feeling her orgasm getting nearer that I was pumping my dick in the air. "I'm CUMMING! I'M FUCKING! CUMMING." Margot screamed as I felt jet after jet of her juices make their way into my waiting mouth. She tasted so sweet, I felt as though I was eating the rarest of fruits at it's peak.

Margot came down from her orgasm and slid her body lower onto mine. Before we knew it our mouths were locked in a passionate kiss. Margot readjusted her pussy so that it hovered right above my cockhead. Margot slowly lowered herself, taking my cockhead in between her tight pussy.

"Fuck me Margot. Fuck Me! I'm yours." I told the beautiful woman. She smiled at me before beginning to rise and lower her hips onto me. "OH god, you feel wonderful." I told her as her hands caressed my face and neck. Her hips undulated and drove me insane as she fucked me slowly and carefully. We were face to face. Our nose inches from each other. I ran my hand across her beautiful face. Marveling at the perfection before me.

"Mhmm" She gasped and bit her lip as my hips pushed up into her, sending the entirety of my cock into her. "Fuck!" She moaned as we began to fuck each other. Margot and I had always gotten along and our sexual chemistry was perfect. Our timing was always spot on, and right now we were thrusting into each other at a perfect rhythm. Margot leaned back, putting her hands behind her. She used the new leverage to fuck me harder. She rose and lowered her body with so much grace. She was almost like an olympian athlete. Every movement of her hips was perfectly crafted to elicit the most incredible of sensations through my body.

I watched as her perky tits bounced with every movement she made, wanting nothing more than to taste them within my mouth. Margot must have read my mind. She leaned forward putting her breasts in my face. I didn't waste a moment as I quickly sucked and licked away at the gorgeous and perfect pair.

"Oh yeah! Fuck." Margot moaned as she continued to pop her cunt on my cock. She rose off of me and turned around. Her luscious ass was now pointing in my direction. Margot looked over her shoulder with a sexy smile as she lowered her pussy on my cock once more. I groaned as I saw the entire length of my cock disappear into her. When I was fully imbedded in her, Margot swished her ass from side to side, causing me to moan even louder. She rose and lowered herself, using her hands as leverage. Her wet and tight cunt causing me so much pleasure I felt that I would faint from it. She fucked me in one smooth motion. I was impressed at how her body moved and the way she would squeezed my cock with her wonderful cunt muscles. She was made to fuck and be fucked. For tonight she was all mine to enjoy.

I watched in amazement as the globes of her ass shook with the movements of our fucking. "AH, ah, ah!!" Margot moaned in immense pleasure. "FUCK me Duncan.. Fuck me!" Margot screamed. Begging and urging me on. She took the entirety of my length into and began just grinding her clit into my pelvis. "OHHHHHHHHH SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" She screamed at the ceiling.

"Cum for me, cum for me Margot. Please Cum." I begged her, egging her on.

"YES! YES! YES!" Margot screamed as her orgasm ransacked through her body. I tossed my head back as her cunt lips squeezed my cock in a bloody grip.

"OHHHHHHHHHH FUCK MARGOT!!" I screamed as my cock exploded into her. I felt the cum shooting straight out of me and right into her. I felt as though I couldn't stop cumming. More and more cream seemed to pour out of me and into her. The feeling must have been incredible for Margot. I could feel her cumming again as more and more of my seed mingled with her pussy juices.

When we were done and spent, Margot turned herself around and settled her head against my chest. We kissed while we recovered. Enjoying the post orgasmic glow of being together. I kissed her forehead, not caring that it was sleek with sweat.

"Thank you, Duncan." Margot said to me with her eyes closed. I don't know what I responded before I fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.

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I woke up late the following morning. The sun was already high up in the sky. I looked around and found that I was alone. I remembered the previous night with Margot, and for a moment thought it was just a dream. The tingling of my cock acting as a reminder of my most recent orgasm telling me it was very, very real. I smiled as I made my way out of bed and opened the door to my bedroom.

I smiled as I saw that my apartment had been cleaned. Everything was right back where it was supposed to be. The glass from the broken table swept away. All of my papers were neatly stacked. I saw Margot in the kitchen. She was wearing one of my t-shirts and looked gorgeous. Her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, her smile was brighter than the sun.

"Margot! This is amazing." I told her as she made her way to the dining room table. She put two plates full of food down before coming over and kissing me good morning. I groaned into the kiss as she gave me a cup of coffee.

"It's the least I could do. Come sit. Let's eat." I followed her and sat down at the table.

"How are you feeling?" I asked her as I took a bite of bacon. I was starving. The meeting with Stamp's bodyguard and the intense fuck with Margot had taken so much out of me.

"Much better." She said her eyes bright. "Thank you for last night. I'm so sorry about all that."

"Margot no need to apologize. Really."

"I really needed that. It kind of opened my eyes."

"To what?" I asked as I continued to eat at the great food Margot had made.

"When Tom asked to move in together, I got scared. Living together is a huge step and could lead to much bigger ones. Which would mean having to let go of any chance of anything happening between us. But Tom has been so good and so kind and loving to me. He makes me happy. I imagine what life could be with you." She said holding my free hand. "But maybe it's not in the cards. I can't risk losing Tom, because i'm hoping to have you at some point."

Her words rang so true. I couldn't help but feel as though I had been guilty of doing same. Is that why I choose to run to the hospital that night? I still held out hope of being with Victoria?

"You're right." I told her. "I hope Tom and you are very happy together. Whatever happens, i'll always be here for you. I care so much about you." We smiled at each other and enjoyed the rest of the meal. My phone rang and I went to answer it. It was Claire.

"Hello, Claire?" I said.

"Yes Duncan, James is out of surgery. He's still out of it. He's recovering just fine. You should come by the hospital and see him later when he wakes."

"Thank you so much Claire. I will." I hung up feeling much better. Margot was in a better place and James would pull through. I returned to the table and finished breakfast laughing and joking around with the australian actress.

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A few hours later, Margot had run off to meet Tom and tell him the good news. I decided to drive to Brad's restaurant and have a chat with him. When i got there the place was practically dead. There were a few customers strewn through the restaurants, but not nearly how the place should be during what should be the lunch rush. I saw Brad in the kitchen, beads of sweat on his forehead from the heat of the grill. He saw me and broke into a large smile before making his way towards me. He saw the bandage on my head and winced.

"You okay? What happened?" He asked.

"Nothing serious. Just a bad hit during boxing class." I lied again. He nodded accepting my explanation. I was relieved that he had, not wanting to dive deeper into details.

"What brings you here? You hungry? I could whip you something up." I smiled. That had always been Brad's way. Always trying to feed people.

"No, I actually just wanted to talk to you. Could we go somewhere?"

"Yeah come on. Let's go to my office." He led me to the back of the kitchen where he had a small work area set up. "What's going on?" He asked moving two chairs close together.

"I just wanted to ask you how things were going with the restaurant." I decided to be honest and direct. I saw the worry in his eyes instantly.

"It's going alright." He said leaning back into his chair. "It's been a little slow, but things will pick up." He was lying. I could tell easily. This had never really been his strong suit.

"Come on. Just be honest. What's really going on?" He took a deep breath. He seemed to let go. His shoulders sagged and his face seemed to age in a moment.

"Things are horrible man. People aren't showing up. This is L.A it's a tough market. Every week there's this new weird popular restaurant that pops up. I can't keep up. I can't afford marketing, and this whole place is going under. I had to let more guys go, cuz I couldn't pay them. If things don't change quickly...I don't even want to think about it." He ran his hand across his face.

"Why didn't you tell us?"

"I mean, you guys are big shot Hollywood guys. You're all doing well. I couldn't face being the only failure."

"You're not a failure. I got fired once. Mark and I were barely making rent when we were working on all those weak sitcoms. If it hadn't been for you feeding us, one of us would have starved to death." He laughed at that one. "Marty is still stuck on a desk. Fetching coffee and doing god knows what. And he has a law degree. You're not the only one who has struggled. We've all been there. You shouldn't be ashamed. Does Cindy know?"

"Not all of it. I just don't want her to worry."

"We'll help." I told him.

"I can't accept your money Duncan." Brad said shaking his head and walking away from me. He slammed his hand against the wall. "Especially not knowing when or if i'll ever be able to pay you back. I have enough to deal with as it is."

"Okay how about this. How about we host an event here. We'll find some reason, some worthy cause. Mark, Marty and I will invite all of our celebrity friends and we can get some buzz around this place. They'll taste your food and they'll be instantly hooked. They'll come back and bring more people here. You're that good of a chef. You just need a chance to show that to the world." He smiled.

"You really think so? You'd do that for me?" He asked.

"Of course. We're family remember." I said standing up.

"Thank you. I promise I won't let you down."

"I have no doubt. You'll be fine." We hugged, and I felt at home with my brother.

"I heard about you and Alex. I'm sorry." He said as we pulled away.

"It's okay."

"She's a great girl."

"She's much more than that." I said thinking back to that special night we shared together right here in this very restaurant. I missed her. My heart ached every time I thought of her. I pushed her out of my mind and refocused on the task at hand. "I gotta go. But i'll call you and we can start setting things up."

"Alright brother. Take care of yourself. And thanks again."

"No need to thank me. This is what we do." With that I left the restaurant. Taking a beat to look at the spot where Alex and I danced together.

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After leaving Brad's restaurant I headed out to Carla Gugino's house. The warning she had given me about Derek, proved that she knew more about him. Any information I could get on him would be to my benefit at this point. I parked my car in front of the sizable mansion and walked to the door. After I had knocked she quickly opened the door. She looked outstanding. I had no idea how she kept her figure, but whatever it was, she should market her secret. She had clearly been working out. Her hair was wet and pulled back with a ponytail. She wore a dark blue tank top that was having trouble containing her wonderful tits. and tight yoga pants that held her curves magnificently. She was breathing hard which only made her sexier, while holding a bottle of water.

"Duncan. Come on in." She said giving me room to enter her home. "I'm sorry, I thought I had a little more time before you got here."

"No need to apologize." I told her as I stared at my boyhood crush. I followed her into the kitchen where she offered me a bottle of water. I took it and quickly drank about half the bottle.

"How are you holding up?" She asked me.

"Been a rough few weeks." I admitted.

"I heard about you and Alex. I'm sorry things didn't work out. You two seemed good together."

"We were. I miss her. But for now, I can't think about her. I can't allow myself to."

"You're going after Derek." I nodded. "Then it's good you're no longer with her. Derek would have hurt her if it meant hurting you."

"Have you spoken to her?" I asked her a little afraid of what she would say.

"I have. She misses you, Duncan. She isn't angry with you. She understands why you did what you did. But she feels she has to protect herself."

"I know. I don't blame her. I just wish things had been different." Carla came to me and hugged me. Even though she had been working out and was sweaty, she still smelled incredible. I breathed in her sweet scent. That along with the feel of her sizable chest against mine, was starting to make things a little uncomfortable in my boxers. I thought back to the day that Alex had set up this surprise for me. Today was just that kind of day. Where everything reminded me of her. I pulled away from Carla, hoping she wouldn't notice my hardening cock. The smirk on her face told me she had.

"The last time I was here. When you gave me that warning about Derek. It seemed as though you knew more about him." I told her leaning back against the refrigerator. She had some bar stools set up around the kitchen island. She sat down and took a long drink of water. I couldn't help but look at her lips as they surrounded the bottle top. Silently wishing I could replace it with something else.

"Derek and I used to date." She said knocking me backwards. "Way back when. I was still a young actress, and he and his partner had just started putting their business together. He was different then. He was a good guy. Charismatic and funny. One night, I was at his apartment. He was out trying to sign Lisa Kudrow I believe. Connor already had Jennifer and Courtney. I was alone and he got a call. I let it go to the answering machine. There was a woman on the other line. I recognized the voice. It was Faye Dunaway. I thought that Derek was trying to sign her, but that wasn't the case. She sounded upset and said that she wanted to talk to him and apologized." Her eyes were looking at me but they were unfocused. She was back to that night, reliving it as she was telling me about it.

"He came home that night and heard the message. We didn't talk much about it. About a week later, we were supposed to meet and he stood me up. I went to his apartment, angry ready to rip him a new one. I found him crying on the couch. I tried to see what had happened to him, but he just went off on me. He yelled and cursed at me. He said that I was just using him." Her breathing became shallower and tears filled her eyes. I moved over to her and held her against me. She sobbed softly as she continued. "He said I was just one of "them." I had never heard him say that before. He kicked me out and that was it for us. His company continued to grow, him and Connor had their falling out. He became different. Cold and untrusting. I kept hearing stories about how he would treat his clients and others in the business. I couldn't believe that was the man I once knew."

I held her tightly. Wanting to take away all of her tears. There was nothing I could do. Stamp had left her with these.

"You think that whatever Faye wanted is what changed him?" I asked her.

"I'm pretty sure. Derek, never did anything to hurt me personally. But he kept my career from exploding. I was able to keep working steadily, which i'm grateful for. But i feel I could have done so much more you know." I nodded in total agreement with her. She had always been gorgeous and talented. Then again my attraction to her did make me more than a bit bias.

"Your career is far from over Carla. Every time I see you, i'm always staggered by how good you are. You make even less than stellar material come off great." She smiled brightly warming my heart.