The Agent A Celebrity Smut Story Novels & Stories

What did you mean when I went to the interview? "Well he had a smile on his face like he was happy that they called you in but when i confronted him about him that smile was replaced in a second by anger!!" "Really?? Wow okay I think we need to tell this to the police, especially with this picture thing! Nick seems to have secrets!!" Mike says as he closes his laptop and turns towards me. "And how is my lovely lady doing these days?" He asks me in a husky voice. "Why don't I show you how I feel!" I say with a smirk as I take off my shirt with my breasts now full on display!!

As the doors opened, multiple flashes of cameras and microphones blocked our path. People murmured as we walked down the red carpet, Xander stopped to talk to a reporter, and I stood next to him. He grabbed me by the waist, pulling me against his body. "Who is your companion tonight, Mr. Jenkin?" A reporter asked. "Skylar Stallion" Xander stated and smiled at me. "Have you heard about the scandal at your partner Smith's company? How does this affect your company's revenue?" Xander sidestepped the questions he didn't want to answer, and then we moved on to the photo shoot.

Not to mention he'd been voted one of the ten sexiest bachelors in the country. The “sweet, sexy bachelor” image featured prominently in the publicity plan his agent and marketing advisor had developed, a fact that he found amusing at first but soon wore on. This business of women throwing themselves at him had lost its fun. The truth was, things weren't all that flattering when women were elbowing a guy just because he was famous and sexy. Being a celebrity had its downsides.

You've got to make the most of your 15 minutes of fame. It's just for show anyway. Not like she's actually losing anything. Seeing that Barry was still silent, her agent cautiously probed: "Isn't Steele your senior from acting school?" "Yeah, so what?" The agent, who'd been with her for so long, knew exactly what was going on in Barry's head: "You did a great job taking down Eulalia this time. Steele helped you out, so think of this as returning the favor." Barry wasn't going for the innocent good girl image anyway, so she wasn't worried about losing fans over a relationship. Besides, it wasn't even real, just for the show's publicity.

“I’m so happy to be having his baby. He must come home soon.” Gena said. Her voice gushed with happiness, but anyone could see and hear how insincere her feelings and words were. Her actions were as over the top as her words, but they rang fake. “Ms. D’Ore, are you aware that people witnessed and took photographs of you outside a restaurant, kissing your agent?” The host of the podcast shifted in his seat. He seemed uneasy with the interviews progress. But he’d given her the chance to tell her tale and leave him enough rope to hang her with.

After all, why would a big-name celebrity lie about something as trivial as this? “Listen, about this 300k—” “I gotcha, ma’am. You don’t want Jeanette to know about this, right? I completely understand. She’s pregnant, so I know you don’t want her to be worried about all of this,” Mimi cut in. “You can count on me to keep this a secret, ma’am. You don’t even have to pay me back! Treat it as a gift from me.” Jenny was elated. $300,000 as a gift!? This fit right in with what a big-name celebrity could do, did it not? Spending a few hundred thousand like it was nothing!

I thought I was the only one panting. “There's a hill up there” the agent said as he pointed somewhere I didn't know. I looked down. That explains why they were panting. Guess I'm the only one. “So, I guess we're taking it?” I asked Miriam and she nodded. “What's the price?” I asked as I brought out my phone. “Before that, I want to inform you of something first” The agent said and I had a strange feeling in my gut of what he would say.

I took another deep breath and followed the agent into a brightly lit studio. "Hi, I'm Lilianna," I said with a nervous smile. The agent, a middle-aged man with a perpetual scowl, sent shivers down my spine, intensifying my nerves. His stern demeanor turned me into an even bigger nervous wreck as I tried my best to appear composed. The agent motioned for me to step onto a marked spot on the floor. "Nice to meet you, Lilianna. Let's start with some basic poses, shall we?" I stepped onto the marked spot on the floor, meeting the agent's gaze, "Nice to meet you too," I replied, mustering a confident smile despite the knot of nerves in my stomach.

Then I put the highlighter down and read it again. My body was to remain exclusive to this arrangement. No outside sexual contact, no exceptions. One exception though. Scheduled appearances at… and here was where my eyes stopped moving for a second — the Cum Cellar. Supervised by him. Consensual third-party contact at his discretion. I sat with that for a long time. The thing I kept waiting to feel was outrage. Disgust. Some version of “who does this man thinks he is” that would give me the clean exit I probably should have taken in his office yesterday when he slid the contract across the desk.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Camille was stunned and speechless at the attention she was getting. “Dustin, is Ruby the friend you mentioned? You’re amazing! I can’t believe you know Ruby!” Camille looked at Dustin in delight. Camille felt like this was a great honor. A famous agent wanted to sign her on even though she was a newbie. She had never even starred in anything before! “What? A friend?” Ruby looked shocked when she heard that.