My Idol

The story I am about to share with you all is about how I met my favorite actor and like a work of magic, we clicked mentally and physically but, of course, he could not be bound to me by more than a single night. I understand this and I do not really mind, but that one night in the hotel remains as my favorite night ever so far in my life…

I should start by introducing myself. I’ll change names in the story or will shorten them, for the sake of privacy. My name is not to be disclosed, but I will refer to myself as M in this story. I am a 28 years old woman, and I was married once for 3 years. Right now, I live by myself in a small apartment and work as a makeup artist.  I do not do big stuff though, I work for small companies and special effects.

Once, there was a movie scene to be filmed in my town, and the makeup company I work for was hired to work on the special effects and makeup for the cast. Naturally, I was going to work in that as well. I never imagined who I was going to meet there, however. In my first few days at the set, I never saw him, and I did not research what movie it was or which actors were casted for it, all I went to do there was my job with the makeup.

Then one day, he came. I will keep his identity secret for the sake of his career integrity, so let’s just call him J. He is a man I had only seen in movies up until now, he is tall and handsome with a good build and a charismatic smile that could make anyone swoon. However, in set I discovered he was quite stuck up and hard to work with. I did not have to do his makeup, but I did want to get closer to get to know him.

I just watched from afar. There were scenes in where he had to be shirtless, and these drove me insane. I felt like jumping on him and licking him all over his body. He had such toned and defined muscles, and when they put the oil on him for the takes so he would look sweaty but sexy… It was a delight to watch. I think he never noticed how much I looked at him on set.

Some nights at home of course I fingered myself thinking about J and the stuff I saw on set, including him half naked and oiled up like a supermodel ready for an underwear photoshoot. Come to think of it, I do not even know what the movie was about, I never cared about it, but having my favorite actor around was better than I imagined. I fell asleep multiple times while fingering myself late at night thinking of those muscles… of that smile… I was completely infatuated by this man, even more so than ever before because now I was able to see him face to face.

I continued with my makeup work for the shoot every day, just watching J from afar. One day, he did not want the guy who did his makeup to continue working for him due to differences, and they switched my place with him so I would get to do J’s makeup. At first, I was visibly nervous when working for him, and I think he noticed. He started being all lovely and smiling, and talking to me about other things that did not have to do anything with work. He was a nice guy deep down!

He liked how I did his makeup. He seemed overall happier in set as well, and was eager to see me every day to work. That made me amazingly happy and also kind of turned me on. He was a true gentleman to me, and I never knew the reason why. One day after shooting, as I was getting ready to leave the studio, he went up to me and asked me to go out to have dinner. He did not know the area, however, and wanted me to show him a nice restaurant. He also said the food was on him. I was speechless for a few moments, then I agreed to go out with him.

We went to an Italian restaurant that I frequented, and he seemed to like it, but it did not seem like the type of restaurant he frequented or expected me to take him to. He did like the food, though, and seemed to want to order more but did not due to his diet for the film. We spoke about all kind of things and I discovered he was rather smart and fun as well, I kind of figured this by analyzing his movie roles and interviews, but having him in the flesh was much better than anything else.

After dinner, he said he would drive me home since it was late already. I agreed to take the ride, surprised by his generosity. He drove slowly, probably to make time for us to talk. I gave him the directions to my house, and he followed them… until a certain point where he took an unexpected turn. I was a bit scared at first but his talking and smiling calmed me down. He drove all the way to the hotel he was staying in.

“What are we doing here?” I asked in a naïve tone, and he smirked. “I thought you’d like to have a glass of wine with me in my hotel room” he said as he parked inside the private parking lot. The hotel was one of the most expensive in the city, and I had never been inside it until now. Inside the parking lot, we were received by security and made our way to the elevator.

His hotel room was situated in the floor number 22, so obviously he had an amazing view of the city. The nighttime skyline scenery was breathtaking, something I had never seen before. He turned on the lights of the big room and showed me a Jacuzzi that was in the corner, then handed me a bikini. “It’s been a while since I last was in a Jacuzzi” he said, stripping down of his clothes down to his boxers. He walked into the elegant kitchen and got a bottle of wine, then got into the Jacuzzi and told me to go put on the bikini.

I went to the bathroom, which was bigger than my apartment, and changed my clothes rapidly to not leave him waiting. I went back to the main room and dipped myself in the Jacuzzi. He handed me a glass of wine and we just stared into each other as we sipped it. He had a naughty smile on his face. He just sipped his wine while staring into my eyes, then when he was done he put the glass away and got closer to me, freezing me with his stare and kissing me unexpectedly.

I stayed frozen in shock as he kissed me, and I did like it a lot. He continued to softly kiss me, taking the glass from my hands and putting it aside. He slid his hands down into my pussy, shocking me at first. I let loose, letting him get into my body. He held me up and sat me down on the jacuzzi’s seat, then took off my bikini to lick my vagina. He licked it for a few moments then removing his boxers and plunging his cock into me.

He fucked me passionately and sensually, very fit to his persona. I had never ever imagined how his man parts were, but they were big enough. He was really good at fucking me, switching between fucking me with his dick and fingering me. He held me up, my crotch to his head, and we got out of the Jacuzzi as he ate my pussy on the way out.

He threw me on the carpet, which was very soft and comfortable, and began to penetrate me again. He pulled his cock out and began to masturbate in front of me, then I grabbed it and began to suck it. He seemed a bit surprised now, but also pleased, or so I inferred by his moans. He came a big load into my mouth with a big grunt of satisfaction.

Then, we went to his bedroom and slept together. The following day we went to set and continued to work as if nothing, and he continued to be as gentle as always, but we never went on another date. A few days afterwards, filming was complete and his team just left. I never heard of him or saw him again, but I can live saying I fucked my movie idol, and the movie they filmed in my town was very good as well.