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Sexual OneShot Frenzy	By : TheRevolutionIsMine Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 15212 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Heather/Justin: A Beauty and a Sexy Beast
A day went by smoothly among the scenery at Playa des Losers. Trent and Harold was coming up with new songs, Cody was trying to prevent Sierra, Duncan was dancing like a dumbass in front of Gwen, but most to my disgust...Heather was lusting after *shudders angrily* Alejandro, who was flexing by the way to get her attention...However, someone else wasn't having fun. That, of course, was Justin. He was sitting alongside Geoff (mainly because Geoff was enraged at Al for seducing Bridgette on Total Drama World Tour). Justin felt disgusted by the display, and he was a little hurt by that.
"That Alejandro makes me sick to my stomach..." Justin said with such anger and velocity, he would have likely to crush a can of Sprite with his fist. "I don't know why Heather could be so attracted to that...piece of Spanish garbage."
"Dude, I didn't know you had feelings for her as well, bro." Geoff said, as he was feeling concern from him.
"It's not that, Geoff...is that it pains me to see Heather lust after a guy who looks exactly nothing like me!" Justin said to himself. He would have likely to punch Alejandro in the face to his enjoyment, but his modeling wouldn't let him do that.
"I hear you. I've gone out with girls like that before Bridgette. They always seem to get away." Geoff replied, drinking down a can of Sprite.
"I wish there was some way I could show what kind of man I am to her."
"Why don't you just tell her how you really feel?" Geoff explained. Justin wasn't very good at taking advice. He thought of another direction.
"Thanks, Geoff. But I wanna do this my way." Justin replied, as he took a piece of paper and took one of the pens out of a empty coffee cup.
Justin wrote down this...
Dear Heather,
Come to your room in exactly 5:30 p.m. I have a special surprise to you.
Mi pleasure, Al.
"You think this is gonna work, Justin...?" Geoff said, being so unsure of Justin's actions.
"Trust me, it has to work..." Justin said, flicking a piece of paper to where Heather wasn't looking. As she turned back, she noticed a little sitting at her table. She reads it, and is touched by the response. At the distance Alejandro winks at her. Heather swoons, and Justin was plain disgusted. He'd finally had it up to here with him. He left secretly.
"Where you going, dude? Don't you want another Sprite?"
"No thanks. I got some work to do..." Justin said, going inside the house. "I'll show Alejandro who's the real ladies man here..."

At Heather's room...
"Oh, Al...I'm here..." Heather said with such seductiveness. She had a black evening gown which was enough to make her drop dead sexy...
But to her disappointment..."Ale-Jackass" was nowhere to be found. Just a bed of roses...not to mention the temperature of the house, which made it a little warm.
"I can't believe I got played by Ale-Jerkoff..." Heather said to herself, acting a little pissed.
But out of nowhere and like a ninja...Justin silently shut and locked the door. He had a sexy stare included to him.
"Oh, shit! Justin...I didn't see you come in..." Heather said, as the sight of him made her jump, so did her fine, breathless cleavage.
Justin didn't say nothing. He silently and slowly approached Heather.
"Um, Justin...why are you looking at me like that...?" she said backing into a corner.
With every breath, Heather was trapped...but why?
Could it be that...Justin has finally surpassed Alejandro? Look at him, he had the most enchanting blue eyes that could see Heaven, a smile that could shine any room and the universe, and a sex-worthy body that just wanted to be filthy and lusted after.
As Justin ran his smooth hand upon Heather's soft sea of locks.
"Just stay quiet...for a while..." Justin whispered to her in erotic fashion. His face slowly approached hers. Second by second, they could feel their hearts pumping like a hemi-powered engine.
"Please kiss me..." Heather whispered to him. Their lips finally connected to each other. They loved the taste of each other's lips, which had a chocolate-strawberry like feel to it. Heather locked her arms around his neck, giving it one soft, french kiss. Their tongues charged like soldiers entering the battle of war. And it had no winner in the process. And it didn't matter to them. Heather had Justin pinned to the chair, leaving her on top.
"That was the most passionate kiss anyone ever gave me..." Heather said in a sweetly, yet seductive tone.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it..."
"Before we go any further...there's one thing I've been wanting to know..." Heather responded as she made Justin sat up.
"What's that?" He said, being unsure. And then, Heather, like the grace of a sexy devil, grabbed Justin's smooth cheekbones lightly.
"Are you gonna be a good slave...?" she said, having a real, dirty feeling.
A long pause stood between them...
"Yes...My mistress..." Justin whispered into her with seat already dripping into his face.
"Good...now...hold still..." Heather spoke erotically as she bent down gently and zipped Justin's pants slowly, revealing what happened to be...a 10-inch cock. (he's not wearing underwear) "Oh...my...god...he's big..." she thought to herself as Heather started to sweat. He was hung like a horse with viagra! She licked her soft, sensual lips and wrapped them around's Justin's hard member.
One by one, Heather's head bobbed up and down in slow motion.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." Justin moaned as his wet cock felt the tingling sensations of that blowjob. Heather was definitely good at deep-throating, he could tell.
"MmmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmm..." she muffled as her lips gargled sliding her mouth up and down his hard rod like a basketball.
He was already starting to sweat at the pressure. Heather then broke out of the blowjob. His cock was now a slobbery mess.
Heather now slowly stripped off slowly of her evening gown, revealing one...hot...naked body. Justin was admiring her body like a brilliant perfect work of art. Her curvaceous 36Ds, 24 inch waist, and 36 hips. She single handedly destroyed the perfect 10 scale. What was difficult about that was she was wearing a lacy black thong.
"You know...that chair is too uncomfortable...let's start at the bed, slave..." Heather said, motioning Justin to come here. She soon lays on the bed spreading her legs. "That's right...take them off..."
Justin soon slids her lacy thong down to her legs, revealing one soft, seductive pussy. He soon sweated out of sexual pleasure.
"That's right, make my pussy wet, slave..." Heather replied in a softly, but dominating tone. Justin had wrapped his tongue right around her vaginal walls performing circles all around it. His tongue was longer than Al's and a bit smoother.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh...good slave..." she whispered, moaning and smiling at his excellent performance.
Who knew Justin was very good at this? Maybe he learned that watching much of the porn videos that Duncan brought while his parents weren't looking. Or maybe Justin was that...good.
"Your pussy tastes great...MMMMMMMMMmmmmmmMMMMMMM..." he muffles, shoving his tongue deep inside her flawless clit. Her juices tasted like the perfect honey coming out of a hive.
A few minutes later, Heather felt something about to surge out of her body.
"Oh, god...I'M CUMMING!" Heather moaned and screamed as her perfect honey shot out of her cunt. Justin then slurped the remains.
"Ohhh...good boy..." she praised him, treating him with a little kiss. "Take your shirt off..."
Justin did as she said, but something changed by him. He had chest hair all through his abs. So light, and so comfortable like a rug.
"Ohhhhhhh..." she sighed in satisfaction.
"You ready, my mistress...?" Justin responded in a whispering tone.
"Please fuck me..." Heather whispered back. He grabbed on to Heather's legs, slowly inserting his long dick into her perfect vagina, pushing in and out slowly.
"Oh, shit..." Justin whispered, thrusting back and forth. His blood-veined penis felt surged like a thousand volts of electricity.
"Oh, god yes..." she moaned, leaving her face flushed red in passionate force.
Justin's grunts were beast-like. Back on Total Drama Action, he was considered a beast. But he was a different kind a beast compared to Heather. He was a sexy beast.
"Faster, slave...faster...!" she commanded. Justin's thrusts increased by a matter of seconds. He gyrated on top of her which left Heather to hang on his soft carpet which was his chest hair.
"Ohhhhh, fuck..." he grunted as his sweat drops started to drip down, and land on Heather's flawless face.
But then, Heather stopped him. What was this all about? Did she wanted to stop?
"You wanna fuck my ass, slave...?" Heather said softly.
"I want it so bad, my mistress..." Justin said, in one suave, ravishing voice.
She now bent over doggie style, urging him to take her from behind. Heather even slapped her ass in pleasure.
"Take me now..." she whispering, displaying a red-flushed face that says a masturbating mood inside.
Justin then takes his hard-long, bulbous penis and tightly screwing in Heather's soft, cloud-like clitoris. He grabs on her hips taking a bumpy experience.
"Ohhhhhhhhh..." he moaned. He even loved the smack off his soft testicles hitting her fine ass like a baseball gets hit with a bat.
"Oh, god...harder...FUCK ME HARDER, SLAVE...OHHHHHHH!" Heather moaned loudly. Her pussy was being pumped like a deflated volleyball.
Justin's grunts became louder and louder as every time he fucked her with speed like a Japanese bullet train
"OHHHHH...CUM INSIDE ME! CUM INSIDE ME!" she said, feeling like his 10-inch dick was about to burst.
And then, his penis felt like he about to erupt.
"I'M GONNA CUM!" Justin shouted, as a few thrusts, came a horny, passionate scream from Heather:
"OHHHHH, JUUUSSSSSSTTTTTIIINNNNNN!"
All of his silky white goo flowed through Heather's glorious pussy like honey coming out of a bottle. She didn't mind if she was pregnant with his baby, Heather knew exactly one thing...Justin's mojo...was back.
And then, Justin then laid down, catching his breath. On top was Heather, who laid her gorgeous long hair on Justin's newly found chest-hair. She wanted to sleep in heavenly peace.
"Oh, Justin...you're an animal...you're the best love slave I ever had..." Heather whispered, spinning her finger along his chest.
"And you're definitely the best mistress I ever had...looks like I still got it..." Justin whispered back, holding and cuddling her like the real man he now truly is.
And all though the afternoon and all through the night, they both slept with each other, thinking of the best sex they ever had...
Justin, in this night proving to Heather, that he was a better man than Alejandro...he really proved it...
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