All of the following is complete and total fiction. Not a single word of it occurred, nor would it.

Perks of Being a Podcaster

by MrMaxLord

(MF, oral, cons)

Chapter 6: Selena Gomez

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Throughout the years of doing the show, we've had a lot of guests who come back frequently. Obviously Liz and Ashley fall into that category. There are a few others. And yeah, if they're women, I've usually gotten in bed with them. Demi, Lucy...and of course, Selena Gomez. Selena though, she was in an odd category.

What is that category? Well, Demi and Lucy? Purely casual and we know it. We just like to fuck. End of story, no attempt at anything more and we all love that arrangement.

The other category is one Ashley and Liz fall under, where there's more than sex going on, and that makes things a little dicier. Feelings could be hurt and probably will be.

Selena however? She's in a category all her own. See, Selena and I are a couple that almost was...several times over. It all started when she was filming Spring Breakers with Vanessa Hudgens and Ashley. Selena and I hit it off, big time. Of course, so did myself and Ashley. Vanessa and I dug each other too. Which is easy to happen when you go through a month and a half of pure sexual debauchery.

The thing was, wit Selena and Ashley, I really clicked. Sure, Vanessa and I liked to fuck, but it was completely different with those two. In the end, the one difference ended up being that Ashley was more bold. She knew what she wanted. Selena tended to be, well, the opposite of that. Plus her oddly loyalty at the time to pop scrotum Justin Bieber.

Still, there were times when Selena and I came close. Never when I was with Ashley, though the word threesome ain't cheating. But after Ashley, it was a different story. Well, kind of. We never ended up dating, but we always came close until she found another reason for it not to happen.

Still, I liked her. Don't get me wrong, she's always been an amazing person in my eyes. She's just the kind of person who tends to make things more difficult than they ever needed to be. Still, she was a great guest to have on, and that's where we were...for now.

Selena shows were always a lot fun. She had an amazing sense of comedic timing, she did big numbers for ticket sales, even bigger download numbers, and honestly, everyone on the crew was at least a little bit in love with her. That's the kind of person she is. The only flaw anyone could see was her horrendous taste in men she actually took the leap on and dated. And with that, we had an unspoken rule Selena would have been happy about if she knew about it; we never spoke about her love life.

And that's where we were today. Perfectly friendly with each other in the green room, attraction absolutely raging between us and producing enough sparks to start a fire.

It was just her and I in the room. Logan wouldn't be here for a few more hours, and Selena just wanted a place to relax that wasn't someplace people would spot her and wait for her to leave. That kept her own hotel room and the office studio out. The green room however, no one would expect her to be at a non-concert venue hours before her interview. So it really was the perfect location. The fact that it was essentially our green room and decked out to our specifications was just icing on the cake. A big TV, lots of books, a mini fridge, a game system with Netflix, pretty nice place to kick back and relax.

"As a connoisseur of green rooms, I must say Bart yours is tops," Selena said, a cold bottle of Mexican Coke in her hand. "Relaxing, all the comforts of a hotel room, good company, and best of all, private."

"Of course it's private Sel," I said. "We like to provide our dear guests with the freedom to kick back, relax,breath deep and let out a few big farts in the way they just can't do in front of their fans."

"Ew!" laughed Selena. "I do not fart! Seriously, don't you know? It's a scientific fact that girls don't do that."

"Everyone farts."

"Have you ever heard me do it?"

"Well, to be fair I've never seen a ghost but I'm certainly not looking to use a Ouija board anytime soon. Besides, I've seen undeniable proof it happens."

"You have?" she asked, eyebrow raised.

"Yeah, Logan doesn't always close his browser." I replied. "I'm just gonna leave it at that."

"Well, that's going to stop eye contact between he and I for a while," she joked.

"Sad...but he's also half-asleep most of the time so I'm sure he won't notice." Somewhere during the conversation, Selena had moved closer to me on the couch. I couldn't decide if Just hadn't minded or if I just wanted her to be near me so much I didn't question it.

"So, where are you right now Bart?" she asked, her brown eyes locking on me, her gaze locked on target. "I mean, no one asks you that, do they? Not a lot of people. I like to think we're friends though. So...where are you right now?"

"In the green room with you." I replied, feeling the temperature rise a few degrees.

"That's not what I mean and you know it. I mean...is there anything new for you? On the horizon?"

"Like?"

"Well, you know," said, scooting a couple inches closer. "Something beyond the podcast? You have such great ideas that don't exactly get used to their full potential on the show. I mean, I think they're good."

"I've head this song before."

"Well...isn't that just proof?' I don't want to harp, but I think you should try. I know I'd be willing to help. Help fund it...act in it...give you a place to sleep."

"Is that a fact?" I asked, intrigued with both the actual things she was saying and the subtext dripping from it.

"Mmm hmm," she nodded. "I certainly wouldn't mind seeing you more." I hadn't seen Selena like this since Spring Breakers, and this was even more...aggressive, I guess would be the best best word.

"Is that a fact?" I asked again. "I mean, isn't there, you know, someone you know that wouldn't like that?"

"Maybe there is and maybe there isn't," she said. She got up from the couch and began to walk the room, every step a part of her seduction. "I mean, I could certainly ask the same question."

"Well, the difference is I'm pretty sure I know the answer to mine from photographic evidence." I got up now. Selena had moved to the kitchenette, looking through the cabinets in that way where it was easy to tell that wasn't what she was actually doing. It looked like it, but it was just somewhere to be and look sexy.

"I think you might be surprised."

I was behind her, my lips to her ears. "How's that?"

"Let me ask you a question," she asked, pushing her firm, round ass against my crotch. "And be honest."

"Shoot."

"What do you think of him?"

"You boyfriend?"

"Your words, not mine."

"I think he's kind of a scrub who doesn't know what he has." I replied, kissing her neck softly. She let out a soft moan, almost a sigh. "I saw those pap pics from your birthday...guy doesn't remotely appreciate you. In my honest opinion."

"Mmmm, we agree then," she said, then moved from my body to the door of the green room, she leaned her back against it, my eye catching her hand locking it. "I'm not as naive or lovesick as some people think. I can catch on to things kind of quick. I've learned to really hate being taken for granted...I don't want that anymore."

"Then what do you want?" I asked. I was directly in front of her now, achingly close to her body.

"Maybe I want someone who has always been the right choice, but for dumb reasons I kept walking away from...with the bonus of already knowing they're amazing, both in and out of bed."

"Have any ideas?"

"Mmmm, I can think of a nominee or two." Our lips met and the fire was ignited. Her hands grasped the hem of my shirt and tugged it off, our kiss only breaking to remove it completely. The moment the touched again, my hands went to work, one caressing her head while the other slid down her pants.

"Ooouuhhhh," she moaned as my fingers entered her. Her eyes where somewhere between shut and fluttering, a sensual smile on her face and pleasure coursed through her.

"Like that don't you?" I said, extending my tongue to lick her lips. "Do you want more?"

"Uh huh," she said, licking her lips, then mine. "Gimme more." My hand caressed from her cheek to her lips, Selena sucking on my thumb while my other hand undid her pants.

"Lay on the couch," I said, planting on last kiss on her lips before she did so. Selena kicked her shoes off and removed the band from her hair, letting the brown locks fall to her shoulders before she laid upon the couch.

As I made my way over, I removed my pants and made a beeline for her legs. I slowly peeled off her jeans, revealing one of the most amazing set of legs on earth. Once she was bare, wearing nothing more than her sheer body suit, I began exploring the many wonder that Ms. Gomez had to offer.

I started at her ankle, slowly savoring my way up her killer stems. My mouth made a map that hopped between her legs that I traced with my fingers, slowly but tantalizingly making my way to the honey pot.

I pushed aside the crotch of her bodysuit and dove right in. There's something to say for a bit of teasing for pleasing, however when you're centimeter's away from Selena Gomez's pussy, that kind of thinking goes right out the window.

"Mmmmmbaby," she moaned. "Right there...right there...give me more...fuck that's it." Selena arched her back, giving one of my hands an ample chance to massage her ass while the other roamed up her body and under the bodysuit, massaging her breasts and my mouth continued to work on her pussy.

When I felt her thighs press against my ears, muffling the sounds of her pleasure but giving me a very tactile sign of her enjoyment. Face first between the thighs of Selena Gomez, what a place to be.

"Fuuuuck yeah...oh...oh Bart...I need it...I need you in me honey...oh sweet...mmmm..."

"Is that what you really want?" I asked. "You want my cock?"

"Mmm hmm," she said while licking her lips. "Your cock..."

"And where do you want it?"

"In...in me...I want that hard cock in my pussy..."

"That's what I wanted to hear." I pulled my mouth a way and stood up, Selena did the same, shedding her bodysuit and leaving herself and stark naked as I was. I grasped her arm and pulled her close to me. I moaned slightly as her soft hand grasped my cock, Selena looking up into my eyes, that gorgeous smile radiating then biting her lower lip before another kiss.

"Think I could get a ride?" she asked, her thumb circling just under the crown of my cock.

"I think that can most definitely be arranged." We moved down to the carpet, myself lying on my back with Selena on top of me, the two of us embracing before she straddled me.

She began with a bit of a tease, grinding her cunt against my cock, a confident smile on my face as she drove me wilder and wilder. When I couldn't much more teasing, I grasped her hips. She knew it was time.

In seconds I was in her and it was every bit as amazing as it had been before, from the sensation to the view.

"Fuuck, ride that cock Sel," I ground. "Fucking ride."

And she did, the physical treats just as intense and the visual ones. Her moans, the feel of her body, the taste of her flesh when I moved to enjoy her breasts, very few women could be the total package in sex as she could.

Selena knew exactly how to work things, and keep just on that edge; so close to giving in to pleasure while it also seeming a hundred miles away. That was a hundred miles that needed traveling. And with Selena, it was quite the fun journey.

My eyes roamed her body like my hands, watching and feel her hips as sh rode me, then ground against me. Mesmerizing doesn't even come close to an apt description. Then a journey of caressing her cute, sexy tummy up to her breasts, then to her face.

She kissed the palm of my hand, then sucked on my finger. I could feel her hot breath on my digit as it left her mouth, heavy breathing tinged with lust coming from such an angelic face. It brought out a hunger in me. I rolled us over and pulled out Selena, directing her get on all fours.

"Mmm, yes sir," smiled, shaking her ass before I gave it a smack. I leaned over, kissing her should while I lined my cock up again and re-entered my Latina sex goddess.

"Unnnngg yeah, fuck me...oh...oh god yes..." I brought Selena up to me, her back to my chest. My hand darted to her clit, frigging it as I thrust into her.

"Cum on Selena," I said, my lips to her ear. "Cum for me...gonna feel so good baby...just let yourself go and enjoy it...cum for Bart...come on my cock..."

"Nnnng ohhhh...fuuuuooooh cumming...cumming...CUMMING!" I held her close as she came, her words morphing into a moan into a whisper as her body shook in pleasure.

We laid forward, Selena prone before me as I continued to drive into her, getting closer and closer to my own release.

"You're gonna make me cum baby," I spoke in her ear. "Fuck gonna cum so hard Selena...all for you..."

"I wanna taste you," she said. I pulled out of her and she spun around, back on all fours and took me in her mouth, sucking me fast until I released, filling her mouth up with my cum.

When the tap had run dry, Selena pulled off and I dropped onto my ass, looking intently at her as she made a show of swallowing my load, the happily showing off her empty mouth.

"Come here," I said. She crawled over to me and we embraced again, leaning on the couch now, softly kissing each other. "I think this is going to be a great show."

"Always is, especially when we do our little pre-show ceremony," she giggled. "They still make those kick ass Cajun bacon cheese burgers here?"

"Yeah."

"Good, be a good amazing lay and order us up a couple. And some sweet potato fries...and a couple more of those Mexican Cokes."

"You still get hungry after sex?"

"Oh, big time," she said, reaching for he own clothes. "Besides, already had the appetizer." She kissed me on the cheek as I put my clothes back on. Before two long we were dining on the best bacon cheeseburgers and sweet potato fries money could buy, or in the case, that could be comped.

"You know, you're like the third person to say something about me doing more than the show," I said. "I didn't know it was such a group consensus."

"I don't know about that." Selena replied. "Who else said it?"

"Troian and Ashley. Though neither with quite the offer you gave."

"Well, I am a great negotiator." Selena winked at m, then took a sip of her drink. "You and Ashley are talking again?"

"Yeah. It's, well, weird and complicated but not necessarily bad."

"Well, that's good," she said. "Hate to be the other woman, especially with Ashley."

"So, let's say I take you up o;n your offer," I said. "Am I sleeping on the couch or in your bed?"

"I think I'll help you find a cheap place otherwise Abel might have some questions."

"Funny, the way you were talking earlier then with all the hot sex I figured he might be on his way out."

"He might be." She threw her hair back, not even realizing how sexy she was being with such a simple movement. "Believe me, I know when I'm not being appreciated, and he's right on the edge of being out. And you might just be on the verge of being in."

"What a place to be."

"Thanks," she smiled. "But, you know. It's complicated. I don't know where me and him are or you and I are aside from the sex part."

"Believe me, I know what you're talking about," I said, thoughts of my situations with both Liz and Ashley jumping right into my head.

"I promise you though, when I find out where I am you'll be the first to know...and then after the the answer to you lodging question will be "bed", most definitely."

"Well, that's one weight off my shoulder."

"Well, you and I are just so good at relieving any stress the other might have," she said, leaning over to plant a soft kiss on my lips. "Maybe we'll get to do that on a more permanent basis in a little while."

That certainly was an appealing thought...then again, I couldn't lie and say Selena was the only woman on my mind, especially with Liz coming down for a purely social visit, and soon.