Your manager contacted you. You were asked to star in a movie with the one and only Channing Tatum. You excitedly accepted, as you love Channing and everything he has ever been in.
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"(y/n)?" My manager called your name, to get my attention. "Here is Tatum's number. Contact him yourself and get to know your costar." he continued as he gave me his number.
"Alright, you crazy son of a bitch. Thank you." I say sarcastically and laugh.
"No fucking Tatum, you hear?" My manager says, and I laugh, agreeing.
You both hung up. I know damn well that Channing would never hook up with me. Shit, I'd be lucky for him to actually even text me back.
I typed the number that my manager gave me into a new contact, titling the contact 'Channing Tatum 😍' I laughed at the emoji I chose.
I dialed the number. "Hello?" a sexy voice sounded from the other line. "Hello, It's (y/n), I'm your costar, my manager told me to call and get to know you." I say nervously.
He laughs and you continue to talk, getting to know each other. "It's hard to get to know someone from over the phone. How about you come over to my place and we talk in person?" Channing asked me.
"Yeah, that sounds good. When?" I ask. "How about now? Are you busy?" Channing asks me, and I quickly reply, "Nothing, now is fine." He laughs and you guys finish your conversation before hanging up.
My manager's words replayed in my head. "No fucking Tatum." repeated in my head over and over again. Haha fuck that, I'm so fucking Tatum.
I dressed sexily. With my favorite (f/c) laced thong and bra. I was wearing short shorts, and I brought my G-string straps above my straps. I was so fucking Tatum.
I did my makeup and hair and drove to Channing's house. I rang the door bell and pushed my boobs up, in my bra so they looked bigger to catch his attention.
"(y/n)!" Channing said, as he let me in. "Hey!" I said, and giggle. "You look... Great!" He said, as I felt him look me up and down.
I blushed. I was sooooooooo going to fuck Tatum, I was. Screw what my Manager thinks.
"I-I.." Channing was at a loss of words, guess I was turning him on. "-I've seen a lot of your work, you're a good actress." He finished his sentence as he
swallowed.
"Channing?" I asked, as I watched his eyes snap up to my eyes. "Yes (y/n)?" He asked, rubbing his neck nervously, probably thinking that I wasn't trying to fuck him.
"Do I turn you on?" I asked, whilst biting my lip. Channing studied my face, wondering if I was kidding or not.
"Yes, (y/n)... you do." Channing admitted. I smiled.
"Wanna know something?" I asked him, and he nodded. "You turn me on so much, you couldn't begin to imagine how wet you make me." I whispered in his ear.
I looked him in his eyes, and he looked back at me. He looked down at my lips. He slammed his lips onto mine, kissing me fiercely. I reached my hand down and stroked his hard erection from outside of his pants.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard, (y/n)." he whispered. I smiled, "I was hoping you'd say that." I said as I took off his shirt.
Now let me tell you this- Channing Tatum's body is orgasmic, even with one look at it.
He pulled off my shirt, and unhooked my bra with one swift motion. He took my left breast in his mouth, flickering his tongue and playing with my other breast with his other hand.
I moaned, God did he know how to use his tongue. I tugged at his belt, telling him I wanted him to take it off. He listened, and took off his pants. So he was now only in his boxers
He slid my shorts off as he took my other breast into his mouth. I moaned slightly louder than I did before. He reached his hand down and played with my wet pussy.
I moaned, he pulled off my thing as he pulled off his boxers. I was so ready for him to be inside of me.
"Ready?" he asked, and I nodded, laying onto my my back. He slammed into me, and we both gasped. He started thrusting in as out, making my moan loudly.
He faced me down and fucked me from behind. I was getting close to my orgasms, and he was close as well. "Fuck me harder, Channing, please!" I screamed out in ecstasy, and he listened. Fucking me as hard as he could until we both shouted out in pleasure. We rode out both of our orgasms and kept going. He thrusted faster and harder.
"Channing, I'm going to cum!" I scream, as he thrusted harder. "Me too, let's cum together." He said in a husky voice. He thrusted hard, 1 thrust. I moaned loudly. He thrusted again, we both moan. He thrusted one more hard time, and he came inside of me. This feeling mad me cum all over him .
"I can't wait to start working with you." Channing said, breathlessly. I smiled.
I fucked Tatum.
