Making it

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Making It

written by Airo Smicktor

Chapter 1 - 'Thank you Mr. Daniels!'

Featuring: Avril Lavigne; and of course, our hero, Douglas Smicktor

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WARNING: This story contains very naughty situations of an adult nature. If
you are not old enough to view porn in whatever country you're in, then fuck
off. Actually, you shouldn't even have gotten this far. For the rest of you
perverts out there, LET'S DO THIS SHIT!!

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"Well, in my opinion, we're all screwed." The very worried man in a brown
suit stated, taking a deep intake of his cigarette.
"Duh." Douglas, wearing jeans and a black tank top, replied. "You've got
chicks from all the ends of the celebrity spectrum here, of course you're
screwed."

The man Douglas Smicktor, a young man with dyed purple hair, was talking too
was the owner of the nightclub they were in. Douglas had known him for a few
years, so was allowed in the back. They were currently in his office,
looking over how bad the situation was.

It was just after an MTV awards show, and naturally everyone had pilled into
the best club in town. This club. Since not everyone won the awards they
wanted, quite a few people were pissed off. Those who did were gloating,
thus pissing the people already pissed off even more. Add to that the
bitchiness of some 'divas' anyway. Well, you can guess.

"Darren, listen to me: Nothing's gone wrong so far, right?" Douglas asked.
"No." Darren replied, straightening his tie.
"Then you've got nothing to worry about!"

The door into the office burst open, and a security bouncer burst in.
"Sir, I think you'd better come and sort this out." The bouncer said.
"Great." Darren said. "Douglas, look after the office for a minute, I'll be
back soon." He sighed, before following the bouncer out and closing the door
behind him.

'Poor bastard.' Douglas thought, moving around the office desk and sitting
in the big chair behind it. 'Always something new fucking up his life.'
Douglas knew all about having a fucked up life, so could sympathises with
that. But that was in his past, and had nothing to do with him now.

Putting his feet up on the desk, Douglas pulled open a drawer in the desk.
If he knew Darren well, which he did, hopefully there'd be some form of
alcohol here.
'Ah yes!' Douglas thought, pulling out a bottle and two shot glasses. 'Mr.
Daniels I presume.'

He just had enough time to put the items onto the desk when the door into
the office opened up, and in stormed a very angry looking girl, followed by
a worried looked man in a dark suit.
"I don't give a fuck!" She said. "Now get the fuck out of here while I sort
this out!"
"But miss!" The man tried to say, before the girl forcibly pushed him out,
closing the door.

She turned around, and looked at Douglas. It didn't take an expert to figure
out that she was pissed, majorly.
"Do you know who I am??" She said, although by the tone of her voice, it
sounded like she demanded an answer.
Douglas looked at the girl, instantly recognising her. "Your Avril Lavigne,
right?" He said.
"Do you know why I'm here??" Avril again demanded.
"Someone's pissed you off?"
"Yeah. yeah, that's right." She said, not expecting anyone to actually be
right. "God, FINALLY someone is smart around here!"
"Wanna drink?" Douglas offered.
"That Jack Ds?"
"Yeah."
"Cool by me."

Douglas watched her walk over, grab the bottle, pull the cap off, and neck
down a big mouthful of the contents. He smiled. This girl was no lady,
that's for sure. By the way she was dressed - baggy pants, Iron Maiden
T-Shirt, spiked wrist-bands, trainers, plus the fact she was wearing a
belt-buckle that said 'FUCK' on it - that was obvious.

"Who the hell are you anyway?" Avril asked, putting the bottle down on the
desk.
"Douglas." He said, taking his feet of the desk.
"Alright Doug, here's the deal - I'm pissed off at all these blonde-haired
bitches and their sweet pop attitudes. They do fuck all but smile and show
off their fake tits, and that gets them fucking awards!!"
"What do you expect?" Douglas said, taking a far more conservative mouthful
of the liquid from the bottle. "It's what sluts do!"
"Yeah yeah." Avril said, shoving some paperwork off the desk and sitting
cross-legged on it. "Fucking bitches."
"Totally." Douglas agreed.

"Uh. Miss Lavigne?" That guy who had been shoved out a moment ago stuck his
head back in. "Should I tell the limo driver to."
"FUCK OFF!!" She cut him off. "I'll be finished later! Go and keep him
company if you're so damn worried!"
With that, the man disappeared, closing the door.
"Nice work." Douglas said, offering her the bottle again. She took it.
"You own this place?" She asked, before taking another swig.
"Nah, my man Darren does. This is his office. He's off sorting out some shit
somewhere."

"So what the fuck do you do?"
"This and that." Douglas shrugged. "Stuff around town. Sort out records for
DJs, help set up bands, shit like that you know."
"You're like some kind of roadie?"
"That's one way of putting it."

Avril nodded, before taking another mouthful off Jack Daniels.
"Aren't you underage?" Douglas questioned.
She shrugged. "Problem?"
"Naw. I was doing much worse when I was underage."
"Most people go crazy when they see me drinking!" Avril said. "And you don't
give a shit!"
"Not my alcohol." Douglas replied.

"It's all these fucking managers, watching me like a fucking hawk! I can't
drink, smoke, hell, I haven't even had sex in so damn long!"
Douglas smirked. "Well, at least I solved the drinking problem."
Avril looked at him, a little smirk forming on her lips. "Oh really?" She
said, putting the bottle down. "You don't happen to have any joints on you?"
"Nope." He said, surprised that she was talking about weed and not
cigarettes. "Not a smoker."
"Then I guess you can help me in his way."

He should have seen it coming from the innuendos, but it was a very pleasant
surprise for Douglas to suddenly have the young Canadian punk/rock chick in
his lap. Even better was the fact that they were making out.

Avril was taking the lead, grabbing a hold of the back of Douglas' head and
pulling his mouth to hers, engaging in a long and nasty tongue-filled kiss.
Their eyes closed, enjoying the feel of each other's lips as the tongues
wrestled with each other.

Douglas made the next move, moving his hands up to her waist, rubbing her
sides as they kissed. This seemed not to be enough for her, as she broke off
the kiss.
"As much as I love that kind of hockey." She said. "Alcohol always makes me
horny, and I want to fuck. Right. Now."

Douglas had no problems with that. He pushed her down onto the desk, and
stood up from the chair, undoing his pants. Avril did the same, pulling off
her belt buckle and sliding down her pants. Douglas smirked as he let his
pants drop to the ground, seeing that she wasn't wearing any underwear down
there.
"You got something for me?" She said, looking at the bulge in his boxers.
"Maybe." He replied, pulling them down.

It was Avril's turn to smile, more than happy with the sight of Douglas'
8-inch manhood. Looking again into the drawer of the desk, Douglas pulled
out a condom. He'd have to thank Darren for this later.
"What are you waiting for??" Avril said, spreading her legs out as he put
the condom on. "Stick that in me and fuck me!!"
"How could I possibly say no?" He said.

Douglas grabbed Avril by the waist and pulled her towards him, so her ass
was just off the desk. He lined up his dick, so that it's tip was just
pressing on the entrance into her pussy. Looking at her face, he could tell
she wanted this. So he had no problems pushing forward.

"Ooohhh Goood." She moaned, feeling the cock enter her.
"You like that?" Douglas said, smiling as he pulled himself out a little,
only to work more inside.
"Fuck yeahhh. Give me that cooock."

Douglas started off slowly, working in his cock bit by bit into her. He was
about five inches in when he started to pump in and out in a steady slow
rhythm. Avril groaned with every movement, as he held her legs apart with
his hands.

"Oh. Oh God." She said, her arms outstretched, holding onto the edge of the
desk. "More.More!"
"You want more do ya?" Douglas challenged.
"I want you to fuck me!" She ordered. "I want you to fucking slam me!"
"Fuck girl! That Jack D really did make you want it!"
"Come on you bastard! Fuck me!!"

Douglas needed no more encouragement, pulling almost all of his dick out,
before pushing its full length inside her.
"FUCK!!" She exclaimed, looking up at him. "MORE!!"
He obliged, pulling out and pumping in once more, this time the sound of his
nuts smacking against her ass sounding as well.
"Shit!!" Avril moaned, looking down at her pussy area. "That how I want.. UH
GOD!!" She was cut off when Douglas slammed her again.

She was loving it, as Douglas now started fucking her hard at a steady pace.
The force of his pushes was causing Avril's chest to bounce with every
thrust in. Douglas couldn't help but smile at the young girl he was fucking.
She was nasty, and he loved it.

After a few minutes of this continued pace, it was clear that Avril was lost
in her own pleasure world, lying back against the desk, her eyes closed.
Douglas decided to take this moment to reach forward with one of his hands,
and grab a hold of Avril's left breast. Even through the material of her
T-shirt, it still felt good. Just big enough for Douglas to hold in his
hand.

"You. You like these huh?" Avril said, looking at him through half-closed
eyes.
"Damn right I do!" He said, rubbing the breast a little.

Avril pushed her self up off the desk, pulling her T-shirt up, revealing her
breasts in a little black bra. Douglas smiled, moving his hands up and
pulling the bra down below the breasts, as he continued fucking her pussy.
He took no more time when he saw the nipple to place it in his mouth,
sucking on it.

Avril was groaning loudly, wrapping her legs around his waist, and using her
arms to hold herself up on the desk. Douglas continued to pump her pussy,
whilst moving his tongue from one breast to the other.

"Oh. Oh God!" Avril said. "Oh I'm gonna! YES!! UHH FUCKER!!!" It was obvious
she was close to orgasm.
Sensing this, Douglas put his hands around her, grabbing her ass, and began
fucking even harder and faster than before.
"FUCK!!! FUCKER!!" She screamed, wrapping her arms around the back of his
neck, pulling herself to him.

"FUUUUUUCCCKKKK!!!" She finally exclaimed, her pussy spraying her juices all
over his cock, as he continued to fuck. He did so for another minute,
gradually slowing down as she came off her orgasm. For another minute, Avril
said nothing, just staring up at the ceiling as she caught her breath.
Douglas on the other hand, hadn't cum, so just threw the condom into a
nearby bin.

"Holy fucking shit!" She said, looking at Douglas in the eye. "You sure know
how to fuck!"
"This isn't my first shag." He replied.
"And you're still hard!"
"Well, I didn't get off."
"Oh." Avril said, understanding. "Well, I can fix that."

Douglas didn't need to say anything, as she pushed him onto the chair, and
kneeled down in front of him. It was his time to groan now, as the
Canadian's lips began suck on the top of his manhood.
"Fuck yeah." Douglas said, letting a hand stroke her long hair.

While she may be used to hard fucking, dick sucking was something she was
not an expert at. She only took the top of it in her mouth, letting her
right hand stroke off the rest of his dick. Not that Douglas minded. He was
just happy that this teen sensation was going down on him.

He could feel her tongue slither around the bell end, as her hand pumped up
and down in a steady movement.
"Yeah, suck that cock." He encouraged. "I bet you love doing this, huh?
Fucking strangers in nightclubs, huh?"
She smiled, releasing the cock from her mouth, but continuing to stroke him
off.
"If only." She said, before giving his dick a wet kiss on the top.
"You're a nasty little slut aren't you??" Douglas said, smirking.
Avril smirked back. "And you're a dirty mother-fucker." She replied, before
popping the tip back into her mouth.

It only took another few minutes of this before Douglas could sense himself
about to blow. He was breathing heavily, using both of his hands to hold
onto her head. Even though her hand was deliberately stopping her from
taking any more of him into her mouth, she still liked how rough he was
being to her.

"FUCK AVRIL!" He announced. "I'M GONNA BLOW!"
She didn't stop, continuing to suck and jack off his dick. Her eyes were
closed, waiting for his load.
"SHIIIIIT!!" He exclaimed.

With that, his dick fired off a stream of thick, white cum into her mouth.
Avril moaned, feeling the seed hitting the back of her throat. Douglas
looked down at her, panting, as she swallowed it down, along with the next
stream, and the one after that.

She opened her mouth, releasing the cock, but still jacked him off. This
time her tongue was outstretched deliberately, catching the final little
spurts of cum from him. When she was sure that he was emptied, she pulled
her tongue in and gulped it all down.

"Fuck." He said, still looking at her.
"Tasty." She said standing up.
"Damn, you're one hell of a fuck."
"Same to you. But we'd better get dressed, this is some guy's office."
"Oh yeah." Douglas said, remembering.

Quickly, the two of them got dressed. So within a few minutes, there was
nothing to indicate that there had been any sex. There was just a partly
drunk bottle of Jack Daniels on the desk with two glasses. And a pile of
paper dumped on the floor.

"Better clean that up." Douglas said, kneeling down and picking the stuff
up.
"I'd better head off." Avril said, going over to the door and opening it.
"I'll see you around." She added with a wink, before leaving.

Douglas stood up, the papers collected in his hands, before putting them on
the desk.
'What does that mean?' He thought. 'Hopefully it's another round of Avril.'
He shrugged the thought off, sitting back in the chair and taking the bottle
of alcohol.
"Thank you mister Daniels for a once-in-a-lifetime fuck." He said to the
bottle, before kissing it symbolically, and taking a drink from it.

Suddenly, Darren burst in.
"DUDE! You will not believe this!" He said, with an excited look on his
face.
"What? You won the lottery?" Douglas asked.
"No! They just announced the single biggest merger in history!"
"Say what?"
"Everything! TV, music, films, all managed under one big company! All the
others are just branches now!"
"So."
"SO?!? DUDE!! This is huge! It means that if you're part of one of them, you
can get to any of them!!"

"Big fucking deal." Douglas said, putting the bottle down on the desk and
standing up. "It just means all those assholes will be lining their pockets
with even more money."
He walked up to Darren, looking him straight in the eye. "I know you're got
big dreams for what you want to do with your life. But face facts. Guys like
us don't stand a chance. It's sounds like this will only make it harder for
people to make it."
With that said, Douglas walked out of the office, leaving Darren behind.

Douglas had no idea that he was wrong, very wrong, about this.

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