Celebrity Crush III

Transcript

Lisa had been thinking about Avery all week. About their amazing encounter in his backyard grotto, which had ended up in his bedroom, and with her staying until breakfast the next morning. There was something about this man.

His celebrity status aside, he was honest, genuine, and so much fun to be around. This week their relationship had progressed quite a bit as well. On Tuesday he called and then picked her up himself, not with his driver.

They went out to a nice French restaurant for dinner, where they had finally gotten to know each other. They talked about their childhoods. Both of them had grown up in small towns in middle America.

Both had experienced success in their professional lives. Sure, Avery's was more of a center stage, in the spotlight sort of way, gaining fame as an actor. But Lisa was very successful as well.

She had worked her way up to become manager of a large graphic design company, where she now had a team of employees and an impressive salary. After dinner and a couple of drinks he dropped her off at home, where she had hoped things would continue and had invited him in. Avery politely declined though, since he had to be on set at 7am the next day, probably for the better, since Lisa had an early day as well.

He did however give her a big kiss and ask when he could see her again. They had developed that comfortable feeling, as if they'd known each other a lot longer than just two weeks. A strong connection and great sex can do that.

So Thursday she had invited him to her favourite cafe where they grabbed lunch and coffee together and continued talking, connecting easily. So now, a couple days later, what at first felt like a fling was clearly starting to develop into something more, and Lisa was really excited about it. She liked this man.

So what if he just so happened to be the famous Avery Johnston, her teenage celebrity crush? She could look past that, right? Meanwhile Avery was across town, up in the hills, sipping his morning coffee and reading a new script.

But he as well was thinking about Lisa, and about how quickly their relationship had progressed into something real. He couldn't get her off his mind, and had really taken a shine to this girl. She was the first woman he'd really cared about since his divorce, so he was trying to think of a way to make her feel special.

To really elevate their relationship, and to heighten their feelings for each other. When it suddenly came to him, the current movie he was working on had been using a helicopter to film certain scenes, and he had gotten to know the pilot, Mike, who had actually mentioned to the cast just the other day that he was available over the weekend to be hired for private flights. It was perfect.

And after a few phone calls, it all fell into place. He was going to surprise Lisa on Saturday, and pick her up in a helicopter. Saturday rolled around, and Lisa was giddy with excitement.

It had been a long, busy week, but she had gotten everything done, and was feeling really proud of herself. She couldn't wait to see Avery. He had been very secretive about their exact plans today, but had given her detailed instructions to meet him on a specific rooftop of the tallest building in her neighborhood, at exactly 4 pm.

He didn't know what he had up his sleeve, but loved surprises. So a little before 4 o'clock, Lisa walked to the hotel building he had described, took an elevator all the way to the top floor. When she got out, Lisa saw a little sign with her name on it, and an arrow pointing to the stairwell.

She smiled, and then took the staircase one more floor to the rooftop. There was a door propped open with a long stemmed rose. She took it, inhaled its sweet aroma, and then walked outside excitedly, unsure as to what she was going to find.

But she didn't see Avery. Didn't see much of anything, really. It was just an empty platform with a big circle painted on it.

There was a beautiful view over the city, though. And just then, she began hearing the telltale sound of an approaching helicopter. No, it couldn't be, she thought to herself, realizing quickly that it was coming in for a landing.

So she moved well out of the way and got against the wall, as this big, noisy black chopper touched down with ease. Sure enough, there was Mr. Avery Johnston, leaning out of the side door, looking handsome and rugged as ever, his long hair tied up so it wouldn't blow around.

He looked a lot more like the movie star she'd grown up idolizing than the guy she'd been dating for the past couple weeks. But this got her even more excited. He jogged towards her and, without saying a word over the noise of the propellers, gave her a big kiss, took her by the hand, and whisked her away.

Welcome aboard, Lisa. This is your captain Mike speaking. Please do make yourself comfortable and enjoy the ride.

Lisa was a bit nervous. She'd never been in a helicopter before. But without having much time to think about it, they were up in the air, looking down at the city from the sky like a bird.

It was surprisingly quiet inside, and very spacious and luxurious. There were six comfortable leather chairs facing each other, a well-stocked bar on one side, and a separate cockpit area in the front behind a closed door. Avery explained that their pilot Mike was working with him on a movie, and they'd gotten to know each other.

The three of them were going to fly somewhere scenic for sunset, and she had nothing to worry about. Lisa was wearing a casual blue jean miniskirt that showed off her long, smooth legs and curvy hips. She was still holding that rose from the stairwell and held it in front of her tight blue tank top that showed off her impressive cleavage.

You look amazing, Avery said as he popped a bottle of champagne and poured them each a glass. Sitting beside her, he said, let's get comfortable. The ride is going to be about an hour.

Have you ever been to the Grand Canyon? Lisa's eyes lit up. She looked at him with the biggest smile and described how she hadn't been there since her father took her as a little girl.

She couldn't believe it, and sitting right next to Avery, she cuddled into his strong shoulder and looked out the window towards the changing landscape, desert rock formations beginning to take shape, leaving the city behind. Avery placed his hand onto her bare thigh and began tracing little circles into her skin. She felt so comfortable in this moment, even in this flying object high above the earth.

She also felt a little turned on. Maybe it was something about the vibrations, or just the whole experience of being surprised and swept away that was so sexy. She placed her hand onto his, made sure the pilot couldn't see what was going on, and then Lisa slowly moved his hand up and under her skirt.

Avery was starting to get the message, and was happy to comply. He as well was becoming very aroused in this moment. Maybe it was that mile-high club effect.

So he glided his fingers up her thigh, bit by bit, until he found himself touching her smooth silk panties, where he began softly rubbing up and down, teasing her delicate area as she grew noticeably more aroused. He could feel she was becoming wet, and her breathing was quickening. She looked up at him with a look of pure bliss, and said, Don't stop, keep going.

So he expertly slid her panties to one side, and began rubbing along her pussy, where he could feel she was really wet now, pulsing with excitement. He began stroking her clit, softly at first, then more eagerly, until she placed her hand on his arm, guiding him in even more. So he took the hint, and began fingering her more deeply now, gliding his two big fingers inside her, and moving them in and out with the rhythm of the thumping helicopter.

He could sense her pleasure increasing, and was enjoying it himself. She didn't want him to stop, but looking out the window, Lisa began seeing the edge of the canyon approaching, and knew they were getting close to their destination. Looking over now, she placed her hand on Avery, and felt his hard dick through his jeans, and knew she wanted it right here on this helicopter.

So without thinking twice, Lisa stood up, undid his belt, and pulled out Avery's big throbbing cock, as he sat there with a goofy grin on his face, and was clearly just as turned on as she was. Lisa bit her lower lip coyly, then hiked up her jean skirt, and slid down her white silk panties all the way to the floor. Then she straddled this sexy man, teasing the tip of his dick along her pussy, and against her clit for a moment.

Until she couldn't wait any longer, her pussy was so wet and ready, sliding every inch of him inside her in one smooth motion. Avery exclaimed breathlessly as he placed both his hands firmly onto her ass, and pressed her body against his. She thrust her hips into him, and was riding his cock up and down as the helicopter banked to the right and began heading towards the ground.

She looked outside, at the beautiful setting sun over the canyon's edge, while lowering her tank top to reveal her tits now quickly, flashing the Grand Canyon, and any of the passing tourists that were lucky enough to look up at the helicopter's window. Avery devoured them with his mouth, licking and biting, kissing her nipples. Avery could tell she was holding back screams, and already about to reach her climax.

Lisa's body trembled and shook in unison with the chopper as she experienced a heart-pounding orgasm like nothing she'd ever felt before. In this moment, all of her senses felt stimulated, looking out the window at the beautiful scene, and then back at Avery, rubbing her hands along his face, into his hair. The sounds and the feeling of the helicopter vibrating, even the smell of the rose that was placed beside them, was all so much, all so perfect and memorable.

Just then the captain's voice came over the speaker. I hope you've enjoyed your ride, we'll be coming in for a landing here momentarily. Please take your seats and fasten your seatbelts.

With Lisa still straddling him, Avery gave her a kiss and said, I'm not sure if we were a mile high, but this club feels even better. As he grabbed a picnic dinner he'd prepared for them to have while they watched the sun set from a blanket on the rocks over the Grand Canyon.