# Lexi Jane: International Superstar (Part 3)
^(By Gael Ambrose)
Jake was a selfish lover. Lexi could tell by the way he cleared his bowls in one rip. Anecdotally, she’d noticed that all the selfish lovers she’d brought onto her tour bus had the same behavior: clear a bowl in one rip, start loading more then ask if it’s ok after, clear a few more bowls, babble about how they had a high tolerance but this stuff was still pretty good they guessed, then ask if she wanted to fuck.
As Lexi went through the rules she’d given to Don earlier, Jake stayed true to the selfish-lover formula with one exception: he didn’t ask to fuck at the end. Lexi figured this may have been influenced by Donovan’s presence. Jake started on some rant about the metal band whose t-shirt he was wearing now. Complaining about how they’d really lost their way since their first album. Edgar stopped by the table with another few rounds of coffee. Don took the opportunity to ask where the bathroom was and Lexi found herself alone with Jake for the first time.
“You’re so goddamn hot, girl.” Jake spat out, as soon as the bathroom door closed behind Don. He began to load himself another bowl, again with asking. “I’m going to give you a much better fucking time,” he lowered his voice, “than that chump. Trust me on that one. I’m pretty sure I’d know.”
“Is that right?” Lexi asked, trying to hide her amusement. After all, Don had just finished giving her the best head she’d ever gotten.
“Why do you think his wife left him?” Jake whispered before clearing another bowl in a single rip. By Lexi’s estimate, he’d gone through ten grams or more at this point with no signs of slowing.
Don emerged from the bathroom. Lexi excused herself as he returned to the table, leaving Jake and Don alone. Don sat down without a word, locking his unblinking eyes with Jake’s bloodshot ones. The first one to talk loses.
Don sipped his coffee. Jake continued his personal war on the world’s cannabis supply. Edgar lowered his phone, keeping a close eye on the evolving situation. With Chuck having stepped off the bus to join the passenger van full of road crew trailing them, he was the only one left to break up anything that broke out.
Lexi emerged from the restroom; the vanilla perfume she’d applied within began to fill the bus. “I see your both still alive. If you can keep it up for fifteen more minutes, you both can join me in the bedroom.” She made her way to the back of the bus, pulling her hair back into a ponytail as she walked, giving Jake his first view of the celebrity’s bubble-butt as her Disneyland sweatshirt was pulled upward. “And finish your coffees, please. I don’t like Edgar’s art being disrespected.”
It was true, Edgar was an artist and his coffee was the best Lexi, Don, and Jake had ever tasted and for good reason. Two years ago, Lexi had forced her tour caravan to stop at a small town on their way out of El Paso. A video of Edgar had been circulating on TikTok at the time, which had drawn a thousand other social media influencers and celebrities to make their own pilgrimage to the shop and make their own videos hailing him as a coffee god.
After taking her first sip of Edgar’s elixir, Lexi hired him on the spot to be her personal barista on tour and at home, spending tens of thousands renovating both her tour bus and home kitchen into commercial coffee houses. After being unable to justify adding his salary to the cost of the tour, Chuck suggested coopting him into the security team. Since he was always on the bus anyway, Mom had signed on immediately. Security was a big issue for any celebrity, especially one of Lexi Jane’s caliber and the tabloids had already sold enough rags based off of their recent failures to address a stalker that had broken into Lexi’s home and escaped unidentified.
As the bedroom door shut behind her, Jake cleared yet another bowl and slammed his coffee down in the blink of an eye. Don wondered how badly his throat was burned as Jake hopped up from his seat and preened, adjusting his obscure band t-shirt. He took up a confident gait and began to make his way back to the bedroom after the international superstar, stopping next to Don and placing a firm grip on his shoulder. “Enjoy my sloppy seconds, fucker…” he paused for a moment as the hair on the back of Don’s neck rose and his teeth grated. “*Again.*” Then he was off and the door closed behind him.
When Don had discovered the affair between Jake and his wife three years ago, it had left him a broken and angry man. It took years of therapy for him to recover from the spiral of hatred that had consumed him. He’d vandalized Jake’s house several times, but was never caught despite being suspect number one in the cases. He’d contacted a string of Jake’s employers and gotten him fired after sharing Jake’s drug use with them. But that was then. Now Jake had tools to remain calm and he used them now.
After completing a squared breathing exercise for a few minutes, Don rose from his spot on the kitchen table’s bench seats and loaded himself a bowl. He’d been amped up on a world-class supply of caffeine and spun out by a world-class asshole. A bowl would even him out so that Lexi wouldn’t see it when he joined them.
He didn’t even finish the bowl before he exhaled, stopped by the bathroom to check his appearance, and made his way to the bedroom door. He stopped there now, with his large fingers wrapped around its handle. “Edgar.” He said.
Edgar, sitting only a few inches from the door, raised his eyes from his phone, but said nothing.
“That was the best damn coffee I’ve ever had in my life, man. I appreciate the hell out of your art. Thank you.” Don said.
Edgar smiled.
Don opened the door.
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Mitch moved silently through Lexi Jane’s bedroom at her home in Los Angeles, running a gloved finger along the wall as he made his way to the star’s dresser. As he approached, his breathing became heavier. Sweat began forming underneath his mask as he placed his hands on the handles to the top drawer.
For years, Mitch had been stalking Lexi Jane. Years of preparation had gone into this panty heist. He’d studied security system schematics on the dark web, gotten into incredible shape so he could scale walls and fend off security dogs, and even groomed himself an accomplice. A fellow “superfan” he’d found on a dark web forum where Lexi Jane’s nudes were being exchanged to eventually be leaked in The Fappening with a slew of other celebrities. They were in a van the pair had purchased six months ago and outfitted with the surveillance equipment needed for a job of this scope.
Mitch opened the top drawer. Trinkets.
He opened the next one down. Socks.
Frustrated, he opened the third drawer. Fine lingerie and everyday undergarments. The motherload.
Mitch grabbed two handfuls of them and placed them against his mask, inhaling deeply.
“Mitch!” A distressed voice was coming through his headset. Mitch dropped the underwear back into the drawer. “Mitch! You gotta get out of there?”
“What’s going on?” Mitch responded, tapping the button he’d sewn into the wrist of his long-sleeved, camo shirt.
“Lexi and her entourage have left the Grammy’s early.” The voice continued, clearly distressed. “I didn’t catch it on Twitter until just now. I mean, what the fuck, she isn’t even staying for album of the year. She’s nominated!”
“Fuck!” Mitch yelled into the empty mansion. He pulled his backpack from his back and began shoving panties into it by the handful, then made his way to the master bathroom and took the used ones. Taking special care to tie them together first so he could quickly identify his grand prize later.
“Mitch!” The voice continued.
“I heard you the first time, nitwit. Mission accomplished. I’m getting the hell out of here.” Mitch finally replied as he took the stairs two on his way to the first floor.
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What Don saw when he opened the door surprised him. In the fifteen minutes it had taken him to calm his nerves, Jake had been tied up, with a ball gag placed in his mouth. He was sitting in a chair next to the bed. Lexi was sitting on the bed next to him and had put on an incredibly sexy pair of fishnets that had a rose pattern running down the sides of each leg. Her incredible rack was in full view, the only other clothing she was wearing was a black lace choker and two golden hoop earrings.
“Jake and I have come to an understanding.” Lexi said, her voice different than earlier in the night. Commanding. This was her house. “You’re going to fill me up with cum all night while he watches. *If* he behaves, I *might* even let him fuck me. After you finish, of course.”
Don tried to play it cool, but it would’ve been impossible for anyone to contain their pleasure at how quickly the tables had turn. Only a few minutes ago, he was puffing his chest and leading a personal victory parade to the bedroom. Now his wrists and ankles were tied with red rope and he had a matching red ball gag to match as he sat naked in a chair. Jake’s eyes were still fixed on Lexi Jane’s tits, but his gaze was defeated, almost like he was about to cry. He hadn’t acknowledged Don yet and Don didn’t expect him to.
“Damn, Lex.” Don said as a wide smile stretched from ear to ear. He shook his head, not knowing what to say and getting worse at hiding his amusement by the second. Finally, he let out a little chuckle.
“Now, I think it’s time to return a favor.” Lexi said. “Get the fuck over here big guy.”
Don made his way over to Lexi, who raised a hand to stop him as he reached the bed’s edge.
“Take off your shirt.” Lexi commanded. “I’ll take care of the rest.”
Don slowly peeled his tank top off, exposing a chiseled set of abs. He looked like a spartan to Lexi and she felt her fishnets getting wet as she soaked in his looks. This was the finest black man she’d ever been with, by far.
“You take care of yourself.” Lexi said, almost breathlessly.
“So do you.” Don said, admiring her body. He could see all the hard hours of work that she’d put into herself. Her body was athletic from the years of dancing and advice of industry-leading personal trainers and nutritionist. Everything about her was defined. She even had a little set of abs herself, perched above a wide set of hips that pushed through her skin and connected to the longest and most athletic legs he’d ever seen on a woman. *When am I going to wake up.* Don thought.
Lexi unbuckled Don’s belt and pulled it through the pant loops. As she began to slide Don’s pants off, Jake made a disgusted groan.
“Don.” Lexi said.
“Yeah?”
“Grab that little bitch and put him over my lap.” Lexi ordered.
Don looked over to Jake. He felt pity for the sorry-looking bastard. Lexi may be in charge, but he still had too much empathy to cross any lines. “You ok with that man?”
For the first time since Don entered the bedroom, Jake looked at him. He sighed loudly through his nose and then slowly nodded.
Don carefully grabbed Jake from the chair and laid him across Lexi’s lap. Lexi folded Don’s belt in half and raised it above her head.
“Shut. The. Fuck. Up. You. Little. Bitch.” Lexi punctuated each word by taking the belt to Jake’s ass. One cheek at a time. To his surprise, Don got rock hard watching it all unfold.
After a few moments of admiring the red marks she left on Jake’s buttocks, she looked up to Don and nodded. Don Lifted Jake again and sat him back in the chair. Jake squealed slightly in pain as he did so.
Don leaned in and said, “Do you want me to untie you?”
Jake didn’t hesitate to shake his head, but he turned his attention again back to Lexi’s tits.
“Alright then. If you change your mind, just make some noise, ok?” Don said.
Lexi admired Don in that moment. He was a gentle giant. “Get back over here, fucker.” She said.
Don got back to his feet and joined Lexi at the edge of the bed. This time, as she began to slide down his pants. As they cleared his pelvis, Don’s hard cock pushed his boxers outward. His hands weren’t his only oversized feature. Lexi pulled down his pants to his knees and reached her hand underneath his boxers to feel him up.
Like Chuck, Don had a wide cock. Probably wider, but he also was long as fuck. It wasn’t the longest cock she’d ever taken on tour, but it was the only one that checked both boxes: length and girth.
“Wow.” Lexi said as she stroked it a few times beneath his boxers. “Your wife must’ve preferred small, little cocks, huh?”
The comment stunned both Don and Jake. Lexi looked over at Jake now, sitting bound and gagged in the chair with his below average cock exposed.
“You know, I’ve kicked guys off my tour bus for less.” Lexi said shaking her head as she looked at Jake’s cock. “And, honey, you got a whole lot of less. You’d better behave, understand?”
Jake nodded reluctantly.
Initially shocked at the sudden mention of Jake and his wife’s infidelity, watching Lexi crush the ego of a man that had shattered his own had only made Don harder as she continued to stroke his shaft.
Lexi turned her attention back to Don and removed his boxers, unleashing his monster cock. It curved prettily and slightly upward, Lexi admired it as she thanked her lucky stars that Chuck had stretched her out only a few hours earlier. She’d taken length like this before, but the combination of length and girth was sure to be something else.
Don kicked off his shoes and then threw his pants and boxers into the corner where his shoes and tank top were sitting. After pulling off his socks, he was now but ass naked.
Lexi worked his ball sack as she stroked his shaft. After Don tilted his head back in mild ecstasy, she leaned forward and began lightly sucking on his left testicle. She took the other one in her mouth for a few moments before tracing her tongue from his underneath his balls to the tip of his cock; taking him in her mouth as deeply as she could. Don moaned in pleasure as she worked him.
She released his cock from her mouth and spit on it, working the saliva up and down his long shaft in a twisting motion before taking a deep breath and then deepthroating him as far as she could. She held the position and looked over to Jake, whose eyes were now wide with excitement. His own cock was now erect, maybe four inches with not much girth to it. Lexi chuckled with Don’s cock in her throat as she looked at it. Jake blushed and leaned back into his chair as he turned his head away.
Lexi came back up for air and looked up at Don. He seemed to be in a trance as he looked down at her. “Listen.” She said. “I want *all* of your cum to end up in my pussy tonight. How much longer can you keep this up?”
“Not long.” Don replied. “We better fuck instead.”
Lexi smiled and got onto her knees on the bed so Don could fuck her doggystyle. Don took in the view. Two long legs and a big puffy pussy peaking at him through fishnet stockings.
“Pussy only tonight.” Lexi said. “I’ll let you have my asshole in the morning before I give you the boot.” She looked back over her shoulder at Don, who was not hiding his excitement any longer. “Something to remember me buy.”
Don tore the fishnet that was tight against her entrance. She gasped in surprise as he did so and started to prepare herself for what was about to happen. Don, no stranger to how his large cock scared women, gently pushed the tip of his penis inside her. He began a slow rhythm as he gradually got deeper and deeper inside of her. As he buried himself to the hilt, he held the position so that Lexi could adjust to his size. He looked back at Jake, who was stroking himself as well as he could with his wrists bound as they were.
Without warning, Don began pounding away at Lexi’s tight, wet pussy. Within a few moments, she was cumming on his cock again. Her pussy suddenly had a silky feel to it as he continued to fuck her savagely. Within a few minutes, he came deep inside of her.
The two panted for a few moments as each of them recovered from their respective orgasms. “That all you got?” Lexi barked.
“Not in you fucking dreams, Lex.” Don spat back as he picked up the pace again.
Jake stroked his shaft as he watched Lexi’s large breasts bounce with each thrust from Don. Just as he was getting close to coming, Lexi noticed what was going on.
“Don’t you fucking dare, Little Man.” Lexi hissed at him. “Hands off, now!”
Jake complied begrudgingly. He still had his hopes up he could fuck his favorite star before the night ended. He’d been jerking off to her leaked nudes since The Fappening and wasn’t about to miss out on his only shot to have his way with her.
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Jake sat in the corner for what seemed like hours as Don came into Lexi again and again. He was pretty impressed he hadn’t gone dry or had too much down time with his erection. Then again, this was Lexi-fucking-Jane, the world’s hottest female celebrity according to several tabloids.
After a few hours passed, Lexi got out of bed and began strapping herself into a sex swing that was opposite Jake, at the other corner of the bed. Don had to do a double take, with everything going on, he hadn’t noticed it.
“Alright boys, this is how it’s going to be.” Lexi suddenly snapped. “Don, you’re going to put another load in me. Jake…” She lingered on his name with a disapproving note. “If you do a good job cleaning up down there after and I’m still in the mood, I *might* let you fuck me after.”
Don snorted before he could catch himself. In his wildest dreams, he never thought he’d ever exact such revenge on the guy that had fucked his wife. When he looked over at Jake, he was met with a fiery glare. He almost snorted again, but caught himself this time. It’s hard to take an angry glare seriously when it’s coming from a man that’s naked, bound, and gagged.
“Gentleman?” Lexi prodded.
“Sounds great, Lex.” Don replied.
Lexi looked over to Jake now. She was suspended in the air in an X-shape, with her feet now in stirrups and hands above her head. Completely locked in.
*This fucking CUNT.* Jake thought. *We’ll see whose laughing when I tear apart that pussy after.* He nodded.
A wry smile crossed Lexi’s face as she looked over to Don again. “Let’s do this.”
Don hopped up from the bed and soaked in the sight. A superstar that had her poster plastered on a million bedroom walls, spread-eagled, and helpless before him. He began pinching her breasts as he entered her and a sudden pang of sadness came across him as he realized this was likely the last time he’d be fucking her pussy. In all his years, he’d never had this kind of sexual chemistry with anyone. It felt like they were built to fuck each other, both cumming multiple times throughout that night, and in record time. He doubted someone of Lexi’s status would agree with the thought. She’d been with tons of men and probably had had better than him.
Unknown to Don, the same thought was going through her mind at that moment. She’d never had sex this good and was wondering if Don would agree to continue with the tour to Sacramento.
Don filled her with another load, but stayed inside her. Lexi hadn’t come yet so he worked her clit with his thumb and kneaded her breasts. Just as she was about to come, a loud POP startled all three of them.
Lexi was annoyed. “It’s just a rock. We’re right above the axle back here and this fucking shit wakes me up all the time.” Don began working on her clit again but Lexi shook her head. “Sorry, moods broken. Not your fault. I think Jake needs to put in some work tonight anyway, what about you?”
“Yeah, he hasn’t done shit but bitch and moan so far.” Don’s beautiful smile lit up his face once more as he looked over his shoulder. “How about it pal? You ready to clean up this mess I left?”
Jake turned slightly red in the face as he glared at Don again.
“Is that a no?” Don asked.
Jake shook his head and sighed, defeated.
“Alright then.” Don slowly pulled out of Lexi. He was surprised he’d left so much come behind. It started leaking slowly out of Lexi as the tip of his penis popped out. He sat on the bed, catching his breath as his glistening cock began going limp.
“Get over here.” Lexi commanded.
Jake raised his bound wrists in protest and tapped on his ball gag.
“You can crawl, you little bitch.” She said. “Don’t worry, Don will take off your gag.”
Jake shook his head, unable to hide his frustration. He’d shared women with his old band mates when he’d been on the grindcore circuit years ago, but he’d never cleaned up after any of them. Only stuck his dick in the groupies after the lead singer finished with them. Finally, he hopped dropped out of the hair and began to crawl on the floor towards Lexi’s creamy pussy. He was thankful for the short distance as he was sure he looked like a stupid asshole crawling with his wrists and ankles bound by rope.
With Lexi still in the swing, he had to prop himself up on his knees, sitting up straight to reach her. For a moment, he considered if he really wanted to go through with this, but ended up steeling his resolve. He slowly looked over to Don, whose cock was now limp against his belly. Don stood up and began to unfasten the gag.
“Not. A. Word.” Lexi warned before the gag fell free from his mouth.
As the gag fell free from his mouth, Jake surprised both of them, spinning around and throwing his bound arms over Don’s head. He headbutted Don in the blink of an eye and broke his nose, causing blood to spray across both of them.
“Edgar!” Lexi screamed. She tried to free herself with the quick release on her right wrist, but it wasn’t working.
Still dazed by the first blow, Don did not return one of his own before Jake struck him with another fierce headbutt. And then another.
“EDGAR!” Lexi screamed at the top of her lungs.
But Edgar never came.
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