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[Author's Note: I'll eventually finish my "Law & Order: Organized Crime - Adopted Brother Blues", but I want to do some other writing for now.

I've been writing a lot on KB, and was going to Post this story there, but I felt it was more fitting to Post it here because of the title I decided on. If you've been a member here for a long, long time, I'm sure you're familiar with the series with a similar title that I have on hiatus at this time.

Of course it's a celebrity story, and I've used this favorite in my stories many times. I have a big crush on her. She's gone through many changes but I'm still crazy about her. This is a story idea I've been sitting on for a while. I hope you enjoy "Making Babies (For Real)" ~ G]

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Making Babies (For Real)
by GEMINIGUY (04/2024)
Email: iamgeminiguy at yahoo dot com

[ORIGINAL; Celebrity Fetish Rom
M/F M/F
Masturbation Cumshot
Anal Sex Titfuck]

Disclaimer: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION, VERY LOOSELY BASED ON A REAL PERSON. ALL CHARACTERS ENGAGED IN SEXUAL ACTIVITIES ARE OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE.

Here's the scene: It's late at night. The room is dark, except for the faint light coming from the personal computer screen. The viewer is in a muscle shirt and sweatpants. They're pushed down in the front, a large, hard cock protruding from the front of them.
The cock is being jerked off, as the viewer looks at a gorgeous redhead. What's she doing isn't important to the viewer [well, it is but that's only secondary to why the viewer is watching], it's the redhead herself that turns him on.
He's stroking off rapidly, breathing heavy. Precum is oozing from his cock.
Faster and faster he jerks off. He has been doing it for a while. His large cock is throbbing, precum flying everywhere. He wishes he were actually penetrating pussy [or ass, or mouth] but the urge was so strong he had to give in to it in whichever way was available to him.
His cock throbs violently. It begins to swell. Closing his eyes he grunts and starts to cum.

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Moaning, he blasts rope after rope all over his plastic-covered keyboard, enough jizz to have damaged his personal computer otherwise.
Even though he had his eyes closed, he could see the redhead in his mind's eye. Well, not that redhead, but close enough. After spurting out thirteen or fourteen times, the flow peters out, but his cock stays hard . . .

The man in the dark room masturbating to the redhead on his personal computer is me.
It was a common sight if you were a fly on the wall, you could say in have a high sex drive, but there's more to it then that. Normally it'd be some College girl I was pumping my load into, but real or fantasy, I'd always choose a freckled, busty redhead.
Why? Substitution. I wasn't able to fuck the freckled, busty redhead I was obsessed with. No matter who I fucked or who I jacked off to, I'd always imagine it was my best friend, Lindsay Lohan.
My obsession had been going on forever. Lindsay and I knew each other since we were kids. At some points I fell for her, but never got the nerve to tell her. I was afraid she'd no longer want to be friends with me. And that I wouldn't have been able to live with.

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I don't have to tell you what a wild child Lindsay has been. The tabloids have reported on her for years. When we were little she was just as wild. No matter how Lindsay got in trouble you couldn't curb that wild streak in her.
Lindsay, as you know, is a natural redhead [though she's loved to go blonde, brunette, raven]. But she might as well be a natural blonde because Lindsay is naturally ditzy. She's never been an attention seeker, she never purposely went braless and panties. When the paparazzi caught her bare, hanging boobs under her top or her red-haired cunt up her dress or skirt, Lindsay how no idea we were a whacking off to her.
I was crazy about Lindsay long before she was getting caught flashing her gourds and gash. Everyone thought she was so cute as the twins in Parent Trap, but I knew what was going on behind the scenes and long before that.
I feel bad about all the drugs, but that I can honestly say Lindsay didn't start until the tabloids caught onto it. Yes, she had always been wild but it wasn't until she started experiencing the stress of stardom that Lindsay turned to drugs. Thank goodness she's clean now though.

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The years in a way have taken their toll on Lindsay. You hear about her less often because she has been less active in the entertainment industry. Fortunately she's rich so she can afford not to work.
But in most ways Lindsay is still the same person I fell in love with as kids. We still hang out the same amount of time, only it's usually at her place or mine. She still [thankfully] forgets to wear a bra and panties, and I'm really good at not looking like I'm looking. Lindsay is still wild but not as often. She has had many very sobering moments and we've had some very grownup, intelligent conversations. I get to see a side of Lindsay no one else gets to see.
Lindsay's not perfect. I probably wouldn't want her so much if she were. As I said, she no longer uses drugs, but she occasionally gets drunk behind closed doors. Even when not drunk, Lindsay would do something wild and almost out of control.
But Lindsay isn't the out of control person she was for years and years. She's grown up a lot and matured. And she realized her drug-using made her miss out on a lot of things.

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Speaking of "missing out", I was doing my best over the years to make up from missing out on fucking Lindsay's hot body.
Most of the time as you know I had to depend on internet porn that featured women who looked like Lindsay. I blasted a lot of jizz that way. But I've also fucked a lot of freckled, busty redheads. It's never perfect, but I have the fantasy.
And the money. It helps when you have money. I've enjoyed a lot of Lindsay Lohan fantasies over the years, it costs a lot but I got my moneys worth.
But I've also been lucky in bars and other places. Finding freckled, busty redheads isn't all that hard, just rare. I've found my share of Lindsay near-lookalikes over the years, it helps to be good-looking and in shape. None of them ever said no to me. Even married ones . . .
There's nothing like slipping my large cock into a tight, red-furred pussy, doggy is my favorite but missionary and cowgirl are great too. True, there not Lindsay, but I've taken what I could get.
Take for example Carla. I met her while I was shopping. Pretty damn close to looking like Lindsay . . .
She was clearly a housewife, tailored beige blouse and light grey slacks. I struck up a conversation with her.

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Clearly she enjoyed the attention, and despite her clothing clearly she had a hot body under them.
We went for coffee, and she "spilled the beans" about her home life. Early forties, married over twenty years, with four kids between five and sixteen.
Her husband worked a lot and sometimes traveled for work, and her kids drove her crazy in varying ways. She admitted she appreciated her times alone, but longer for something more . . .
Seducing her was no problem. Carla was more than willing and eager. Knowing her family's schedule, we made plans to meet at an out-of-the-way "no-tell" motel when her husband was working late [often he just came home and went right to sleep, he rarely looked for her she said], her oldest had a date and the other three were visiting friends.
She was a little nervous at first but excited. She was hesitant getting naked for the first time for someone who wasn't her husband but she did. When she saw my cock she nearly died.
"OMG, you're bigger than my husband!!!" Carla squealed as she rubbed her red-haired twat.
I just grinned mischievously, I'd heard it before.

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We'd talked a lot about this leading up to our clandestine rendezvous, so I was more than prepared. As I said, I'll take an orifice, and we had decided on anal sex since Carla didn't want to get pregnant but wanted to feel my cock bare inside of her [she wasn't on the pill and it might lead to some unwanted questions, and I loved going bare myself].
I was right about her body. Having four kids hadn't changed her body much. She obviously worked out a lot, no "love handles", no nothing. I was going to enjoy this.
Carla was on the bed on all fours, ass lubed up. My cock was rock hard, also lubed up, and right outside of her back door "heave.n". I 1 her easily, grabbed her hips and took her for a ride.
She moaned as I filled her ass, cried out as I started to fuck her. I closed my eyes, as much as I liked Carla, it was Lindsay I was seeing before me. And I started assfucking her faster.
Carla's body quickly began to convulse as she screamed and thrashed. Smacking her ass cheek hard, I fucked her harder. She was begging for more. Her convulsions grew more violent as her screams became shrieks. Her anal muscles started rippling along my cock, she threw back her head and screamed in orgasm.

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This wasn't my first time at the anal rodeo. Amateurs lose their load quick, anuses are so tight. It takes a lot of practice to last long, and I knew a few tricks.
I lasted almost half an hour, more than enough for Carla. She was hot and sweaty way before that. Before I was done, she nearly out of breath and exhausted, eyes rolling back in her head.
Crying out, I unloaded a fiery load up Carla's tight ass, imagining it was Lindsay the whole time. Rope after rope exited my cock as I grunted and groaned. I spurt out fourteen or fourteen times, those tight anal muscles had a way of drawing out a lot more jizz . . .

I don't plan on more than one night with a redhead, but at times we run into each other again and I'm not one to turn than a redhead in need who wants it.
Yeah, Carla and I crossed paths many times and it always ended up a repeat of the first time. Married woman especially were addicted to my cock. And I was good at hiding my Lindsay fantasy, so the ladies always thought it was all for them. It was, but we know I wouldn't.be fucking any of them if I was putting it to Lindsay.

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One day after not having seen Lindsay in months [it often worked out that way, with her acting/music schedule], I got a call from her. She sounded really serious, and asked me to come over.
To be honest, when Lindsay would want to get together, we usual went out or she asked to come over to my place. Going over to her crib was a rare, special occasion [like after a new movie was released and it turned out to be a big hit].
So I headed over to Lindsay's more than a little curious. Like I already said, I hadn't seen her in months, not to mention my redhead conquests had been slim pickings as of late and I'd been resorting to the internet and my fist.
Lindsay looked good, really good, in tight, tight blue jeans and braless in a tight, white tank top. She was already getting a rise out of me.
She seemed more serious than usual, more quiet. And she wasn't drinking. Lindsay always had at one drink. Not this time.
"I wanted to talk to you," She finally said. "I've been thinking a lot about it lately, doing some serious soul-searching. Hey, I'm not getting any younger, and so many opportunities have passed me by . . ."

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Lindsay sighed. For less than a second she so much older, as if all those years of abuse were taking their toll all at once. But then the illusion was gone, and Lindsay was her youthful-looking self.
"There has been something I've seriously been considering for a long time now. And I've been thinking, if I don't do it soon I may never do it," Lindsay sighed.
"What are you talking about, Linds?" I asked, worried it was something heavy, something I wouldn't be happy about.
"There's something I want to do. I know I don't have the greatest track record when it comes to dating guys. They've all been bad for me, either abusers or users or both. When I would date I was often at my lowest . . .
"So there's no way I'd want to ask one of them this," Lindsay continued, sounding bitter. "And I'm thinking isn't something I want to ask some new guy who really doesn't know me, only the public version of me, and I don't know him."
"What is you want to ask?"
"I've gotten to an age where I look around me and it seems every woman has a baby or is pregnant. I want that. A lot. But it's a question of who, and I don't want to be artificially inseminated, not knowing who the father was, among other things."

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Lindsay hesitated. I wasn't at all sure where she was going with this [like, was she asking my help to choose the father?].
"I was hoping that you would get me pregnant. Will you give me a baby?" Lindsay asked.
I blinked. I was floored. My longtime fantasy of fucking Lindsay could come true, because she wanted me to make a baby with her . . .
But I had to be sure still.
"I don't know, Linds," I said, trying to sound hesitant. "Are you sure?"
"More than I have been about anything!" She blurted out.
"But with me?"
"I thought about that a long time," Lindsay said, standing up and starting to undress without waiting for an answer. "I realized it can't be anyone but you. I want my baby to grow up like you, to become a person like you are. You're the only one I've been able to depend on, the only one that really has cared about me. And I realize that I love you. Not just as a friend but as my soulmate."
By the time she was finished, Lindsay was also naked, and I realized she actually had a better body than all the other Lindsay surrogates, not to mention her breasts were bigger and firmer.

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I swallowed hard.
"So . . . When do we start?"
Lindsay broke out in a smile, leaning down to hug me.
"Thank you," She said huskily, kissing me on the lips.
I missed her back as I pushed myself up and began to undress.
"Eager, aren't you?" Lindsay teased.
She had no idea.
Lindsay gasped loudly as I quickly finished getting naked.
"Shit! I had no idea you were so hung!" She blurted out. "Fuck, I'd have gone after that a long time ago if I'd known!"
I grinned, very pleased by her reaction, moreso than any other person's. We kissed again. My hands went to her breasts as hers went to my cock. I started kneading them roughly as Lindsay began squeezing my cock and balls.
Fuck, I was hot and bothered, and I could tell Lindsay was the same way. We both wanted this so bad. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other. Her nipples were huge and engorged, I was twisting then hard as precum ran copiously down my cock, over and under and frantic fingers.
"W - wait," Lindsay mumbled between kissed. "You're too excited. we're too excited. I there's something I'd love to try first!"
Breaking our kiss, Lindsay dropped to her knees. Letting go of my messy cock, she grabbed her massive breasts.

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To be honest, I hadn't titfucked anyone in a long time. So I kind of forgot how it felt.
But when Lindsay wrapped her tits around my cock, I knew this would be like nothing I had ever experienced before . . .
Her massive breasts were soft and pillowy, cool to the touch but quickly warming. Freckles covered the tops of her breasts, which I found very beautiful.
Lindsay squeezed her tits around my cock. I groaned, and she started to move her cleavage up and down my shaft.
"Your cock feels so good between my tits . . ." Lindsay sighed, closing her eyes, shuddering. "I wish I'd tried this sooner but no one was ever big enough," She pouted.
"I guess your breasts were made for my cock," I quipped.
Lindsay smiled up at me.
"I guess they are," She said huskily, squeezing my cock harder.
She began moving my cock up and down faster, making her moan. Her smooth titflesh was growing hot. My precum was oozing down my cock and coating her cleavage. Her nipples got harder and I twisted them roughly.
My balls were aching and my cock was throbbing. The feel of Lindsay's titties made me want to cum so bad, but they had a numbing effect somehow at the same time.

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"Oh, shit," Lindsay suddenly gasped softly, giggling.
I wondered What the Hell, not that I really cared at the moment. I mean my cock was between Lindsay's soft yet firm, freckled tits, right?
Wrong. I felt her breast flesh give way, as Lindsay let go of her breasts and stood up, looking at me and smiling sheepishly.
"Oh, wow . . ." Lindsay whispered, laying her head against my chest and catching her breath.
"All I could think of was making you cum all between my breasts messily . . ." She sighed. "That I forgot what I need your cum for. I don't want to waste any."
It was my turn to sigh. Lindsay was right. As good as it felt fucking her tits, it would feel even better sinking into her red-haired pussy . . .
Blushing, which made her freckles stand out more, Lindsay smiled and took me by the hand, leading me to the spiral staircase. We slowly ascended the thickly-carpeted stairs.
We finally entered the second floor, dark and quiet, just as thickly-carpeted. Lindsay guided me down the hall to a closed door. She opened it and pulled me inside, closing the door behind us. We were in her bedroom and she led me up to the foot of her bed.