Kirsten Dunst: American Girl

Standing in line behind 3 other people at Victoria’s
Secret, I was returning a sexy outfit for my now ex-
girlfriend. I had bought it as a birthday present for
her, but since she dumped me two weeks ago, there
really was no point in me wasting my money. Off in my
own little world, lost in my thoughts, I stood there in
line waiting to return the stuff. I was snapped out of
my daze when a girl, no more than 5’3, bounded up
behind me.

Turning around to look at her, I was almost floored by
her beauty. Her hair was long and blonde, pulled back
in a ponytail. She had beautiful blue eyes that looked
almost gray in the light of the store. Her body had
highly accentuated curves and she had what I thought
were probably large B cup breasts. Despite her body,
she couldn’t have been more than 18. Her youthful face
and innocent look gave her away. Wearing a purple baby
doll t-shirt and a pair of jean shorts, she was in line
buying an item. Looking down, I saw that it was silk
black teddy, with lace around the crotch area and
spaghetti straps for the shoulders.

Trying to make conversation with her, I spoke to her.

“Man, that’s going to be one lucky guy,” I said,
playing it off as an innocent little joke.

Looking down, the blond had to remember for a second
what it was she had. When she realized, her face kind
of blushed a little, but she smiled.

“Thanks. Actually, this is just for me. No special man
in my life right now,” she sighed to herself. Looking
at what I was holding, she said “I uhh..don’t think
that those pieces will fit you,” she laughed lightly.
Now it was my turn to look momentarily confused.

Glancing down I said, “Oh these. Yeah, they were for
my ex-girlfriend but, because she is my ex, I really
don’t have a use for them.”

“I’m sorry. The outfit is very nice though. What size
was she?” the girl said.

“A 4. Actually…” I said, lifting up the outfit to
examine it. “This looks like it would fit you. Would
you like it?”

“Oh no, no. I can’t accept that,” the blond said,
trying to sound convincing.

“Yes you can. I don’t have a use for it, and I’m sure
you can find something or someone to wear it for,” I
said, holding it out for her to take it.

“Well…it is my size. But only if you insist,” she
said.

“I do. Now take it,” I replied, placing it on top of
what she was paying for.

“Thank you so much. By the way, my name’s Kirsten,” she
said, extending her hand to shake mine.

“Glad to meet you. My name is Alan,” I said, shaking
her hand.

Her hand was very small and light, very dainty. “Listen
Kirsten, since I don’t have to stand in this slow
moving line anymore, would you like to join me for
lunch down in the food court? I know it’s not the best
food in the world, but I’m starving. It will be my
treat,” I said.

“Sure. I’d love to,” Kirsten replied.

I waited for her to finish paying for her clothing and
then we walked side by side down to the food court area
of the mall. We chose a Chinese food restaurant, got
our food and found a table to sit at.

During the course of our meal and conversation, I was
asked a lot of questions by her about myself, but never
got one in edgewise about her. So finally, I got a
chance to speak while she was munching on an egg roll.

“So Kirsten, what do you do? You still in high school,
or do you just work here at the mall?” I asked.

“Well, I’m an actress,” she replied, taking a sip of
her drink.

“Aspiring or credited?” I replied. Out here in
California, EVERYONE thinks they are an actor or
actress.

“Credited,” she said.

“Really? What films? Anything I might have seen?” I
asked, my curiosity piqued.

“I’ve been in a lot. Maybe you’ve heard of some of
them? Interview with the Vampire, Small Soldiers,
The Virgin Suicides, Bring It On…” she said,
trailing off.

I almost choked on my piece of kungpow chicken.
Coughing, I drank some of my drink quickly. When I
finally had stopped coughing, I said to her:
“Umm…yeah. I’ve actually seen all those movies.
You’re Kirsten Dunst aren’t you?”

“Yeah, that’s me,” she said, looking down into her food
to try and avoid my jaw dropped stare. “But please,
don’t make a big deal out of it Alan. I’m just trying
to be a regular person today. Please?” she said,
pleadingly.

“Don’t worry, it’s not that big of a deal. In fact, I
think it’s really cool that you can be famous and yet
still go to the mall and hang out like a regular girl.
You’re secret is safe with me,” I said, winking at her
“I won’t sound off any alarms or anything.”

Kirsten looked relieved and continued to eat her meal.
Her mood had darkened a little bit when we began
talking about her acting, so I decided to avoid that
topic. The rest of our lunch date was spent talking
about everything BUT acting. Cars, relationships,
sports (I found out she was a huge football fan).

Finally however, our conversation turned to sex.
“I started having sex when I was 14,” Kirsten said.
“Usually with extras and family of the producers of my
movies. I’ve never had a meaningful relationship
because I’m always off shooting a movie or something.
So most of my sexual encounters have been spur of the
moment, one time things. Which is fine because I like
the casualness of it. The best place to do it is on a
movie set. Or maybe in a public place, I think,”
Kirsten said as she finished her last bite of rice.

“I agree. I can’t count how many times I’ve fuck…err,
made love to a girl in a crowded movie theater,” I
lied, trying not to seem too shocked by what she was
saying.

A smile came over Kirsten’s face. “I’ve got a naughty
idea.

Care to hear it?” she said, her beautiful smile turning
to one of lust.

“Sure,” I said. My hand was trembling underneath the
table from the excitement.

“One of my friends works here and she showed me this
really empty alleyway between some of the stores. She
says no one ever goes back there and it’s just for
storage. I can…show it to you if you want?” she said
her face filling with the excitement that I myself was
feeling.

“Lead the way,” I said. Kirsten took my hand and we
made our way towards the little area.

She wasn’t kidding. All the alley was really was just a
6 foot wide concrete walkway area, sandwiched between
two huge stores in the mall. Making sure no one saw us
go down it, we ran hand in hand to the back. There were
boxes being stored there but there was enough of a hole
that we could crawl underneath it. The boxes blocked us
from view as we stepped into an area the same size as
the alley, but more brightly lit. The floor was
littered with cigarette butts and a few beer bottles.

Kids probably came back here to smoke a joint or
something without fear of getting caught. The light
that was illuminating the alley was coming from above.

Looking up, I could see that directly above us, no more
than 10 feet, was the bottom floor of the mall.

Apparently it was two sided glass. My guess is that the
tiling that people were walking over above us looked
like regular tile, but only people below could see up
through it. I wondered how many tiles in the mall were
like that.

“This is so cool,” I said. “Can they see us?”

“Only if they got down to look at the floor,” she
replied. “But I’ve got something even better than that.”

“Oh? What’s that?” I said.

“Turn around and don’t peek. You’ll see,” Kirsten said.
Turning around I muttered to myself “She is full of
more surprises than Christmas.”

I could hear a ruffling of clothes being moved around,
and I
heard her reach into the plastic shopping bags she was
carrying. The noise stopped and Kirsten said “Ok, turn
around.”

Pivoting on my foot, I turned to face her. She was
wearing the little black teddy I had seen her buying at
Victoria’s Secret. And nothing else. Her breasts were
accentuated by the lingerie, pushed up and out by the
Wonder bra technology installed in them. The crotch of
the teddy was just like I thought it would be: a thin,
lacy material that was against her inner thighs, and a
mesh like material in the crotch. I could see that she
kept her pussy shaved at least to the bikini line and
that her cunt lips were stretching the material of the
teddy.

“Well, what do you think?” she said, spinning around in
a circle. The back of the teddy rode up the crack of
her tiny ass, which hung out partially in a very
seductive way.

“It looks great on you. Perfect color, perfect size,” I
replied. My crotch was bulging and I tried not to look
too obvious.

“I have a confession to make,” Kirsten said, walking
towards me. Her blond hair was now hanging over her
shoulders, unclasped from her pony tail. “I was just
browsing the stores when I saw you walk into Victoria’s
Secret. After checking you out, I knew that I had to
have you. And now. So I grabbed this teddy and bought
it, just for you!”

I was speechless. Not only was this beautiful girl
standing half naked in front of me, but she was also a
famous actress AND she was attracted to me.

“Well, can I get what I want? I’d hate to have wasted
money on this thing,” she said, her face now inches
from mine.

I still couldn’t get any words to come out of my mouth,
so I simply nodded. Kirsten took the initiative and
smiled seductively before jumping on to me. Pressing me
against the wall of the alley way, she wrapped her
silky smooth legs around my waist and locked them
there. I used my muscular arms to support her ass and
hold her to me. She weighed hardly anything.

We began to kiss passionately, her tongue running all
over my teeth and tongue and the inside of my mouth. I
returned the favor, probing her hot little mouth with
my own tongue. Kirsten continued to squeeze my side
tightly with her legs as she slipped a hand into the
crotch of my jeans. Her small hand wrapped around my
so-hard-it-hurt erection. She began to stroke it
through my jeans with her hand, the outline of my bulge
clearly visible.

Kirsten climbed off of me and slowly began to unzip my
jeans.

Getting onto her knees, she began to take the entire
length of my 8 inch cock into her mouth. Her gaze never
left my eyes while she was doing this. Her rhythm and
method were very methodical. I could tell that she was
certainly experienced at giving blowjobs. Her tongue
snaked all around the shaft of my dick, wrapping in a
semi-circle around the foreskin area. She made sure to
pay special attention to the head, sucking in so hard
that her cheeks quivered a little bit. Her tongue was
like a magic wand, wrapping and licking and sucking all
over my cock, making it feel so alive with energy. I’ve
had many blowjobs in my life, but this one had to take
the cake.

I managed to maintain control for at least ten minutes,
but then I knew I was on the verge of cumming. I told
Kirsten this and she began to suck even harder. I
pulled my shaft out of her mouth so that all was left
inside was the head, and then I unloaded my wad into
her mouth. Her throat was working overtime to swallow
it all, as this had to have been one of my best orgasms
in a long, long time.

When I was finally done, Kirsten slipped my dick out of
her mouth to catch her breath. A strand of cum hung
from her bottom lip and sexily fell onto the crotch of
her teddy. I saw this happen and laughed quietly to
myself. Kirsten looked down and saw what happened, that
same innocent, sexy smile returning to her face.

Standing up again, Kirsten slowly slid the top of the
teddy off of her shoulders to reveal her breasts.
Sticking out from her chest, her nipples were erect in
the cool air from the alley way walls. I was right when
I guessed she was around a B cup. This was the perfect
breast size I thought. Big enough to suck on and hold
in your hand, but not too big or small to become a
nuisance. Her nipples were a very light pink color,
with very small areolas. A beautiful sight, without
question.

I pulled Kirsten close to me and we began to kiss
again. This time it was my turn to serve as the
stimulator, and I slid my hand down into the crotch of
her teddy. Her sparse pubic hair was dripping wet in
anticipation and I had no trouble sliding a finger into
her. Kirsten gasped at this and kissed me harder, her
hips acting of their own accord and thrusting onto my
hand, trying to take more of my finger inside her
pussy. I slowly began to slide two more fingers into
her cunt and this really set her on fire. Her pussy was
steaming hot and so soft and smooth, and I could feel
her clit hardening under my touch. Kirsten’s humping
became furious now and she whimpered into my ear.

Finally, Kirsten leaned her head on my shoulder and
moaned loudly as she hit orgasm. Her body tensed up and
she shuddered in my arms, a feeling of bliss and
extreme pleasure washing over her.

I moved my hands down the back of Kirsten’s ass and
began to tease and knead her ass cheeks, pulling them
apart and running a finger delicately in her crack.

Using a free finger, I slowly began to slid the rest of
her teddy down her hourglass body, over her hips and
legs until the teddy hit the floor with a soft thump.
Before me stood Kirsten Dunst, naked as the day she was
born.

Oh, but she had grown up all right. Everything about
her body was perfect and in proportion to everything
else. Nothing looked out of place. And with her blond
hair hanging over her right shoulder and that beautiful
smile and her brilliant blue eyes, she looked like a
goddess.

Removing the final piece of clothing I had on, my
shirt, I again pulled her close to me. Lifting her up
slightly (she was at least 6 inches shorter than me), I
began to lower her slowly onto my shaft. Kirsten
lifted one leg to allow me better access, as I felt the
head of my dick touch the outer folds of her pussy. In
one methodical and slow motion, I slid into her
completely. Kirsten again laid her head on my shoulder
and sighed contentedly as I felt the tip of my dick
reach the deepest wall of her pussy. Her snatch was
tight and warm, and felt so new and innocent. I knew
she wasn’t a virgin, but she still was exceptionally
tight and the heat of her pussy enveloped my dick like
a blanket.

Lifting her other leg around my waist, I held Kirsten
in my arms as I began to slowly move my dick in and out
of her Kirsten wrapped her arms around my neck and
matched the pace of my thrusts, her eyes closed as she
was lost in the moment. I quickened my pace and Kirsten
was there to help me along. I could feel my pubic bone
grinding against hers, and the base of my shaft
stimulating her clitoris. The only noise in the alley
was my occasional grunt, Kirsten’s soft moans and
cries, and the constant sound of my balls slapping
against her small ass. I was tiring from holding her up
so I turned around and held her against a wall to take
some of the strain from my arms. Without having to hold
her up as much, I could thrust into her harder. Kirsten
seemed to like that as her moans became louder and
louder:

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh baby…ugggnnhhh! I’m gonna come!
I’m gonna cooommmmmeeeeeee!!!!!” Kirsten cried out, and
I felt her body tense up again. My dick was coated with
her juices now, and our fucking became even sloppier
and noisier. I knew that I wouldn’t last much longer,
so I laid Kirsten down on the ground on top of our pile
of clothes and spread her legs. Pushing back into her,
she placed her legs on top of my shoulders as I began
to fuck her furiously now. I leaned up and kissed her
passionately and then after three more thrusts by my
hips, I shot my load deep within her. Kirsten could
feel it, as she threw her head back in passion, arching
her back and cried out again. My orgasm had been
extremely powerful, as when I finally pulled my dick
out a few minutes later, it was covered in the cum from
her pussy as well as my massive load. Kirsten of course
was more than happy to oblige and licked my dick clean,
savoring the taste of our combined juices.

We lay together naked on the floor of the store and
watched the people walk by. It began to get late
though, and the mall was fixing to close. We both
dressed and walked outside to the parking lot. Kirsten
gave me a kiss goodbye and slipped a piece of paper
with her phone number into my jeans pocket. She had my
phone number and said she would call whenever she had
some free time. She walked to her car and I watched as
she drove off.

Who would have thought that a normal trip to the mall
would lead to one of the best sexual experiences of my
life?

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