That might should be movie parody, but I ran out of space.
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Disclaimer: This one is obviously a work of fiction, based on a movie, and I'm sure you can guess which one, just by the title. In real life, if you find the magic ticket stub and don't do something like this at least once, I'll be deeply disappointed in you.
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Remember that movie, where the kid gets a magic movie ticket that lets him slip into the worlds where movies are real? Ever wonder what happened to the other half of the ticket, the half the villain took from him? I don't have to wonder, since I know what happened to it – I've got it. And I've enjoyed the hell out of it, too.
Turns out it does more than the kid in the movie knew. Hell, it probably does more than I know.
I found it blowing along the sidewalk one evening on the way home from work. Its bright gold shine got my attention and I picked it up, intending to throw it away.
It was stiffer than it looked, however, and I felt a tingling in my fingers and decided to keep it and take a closer look when I got home. When I got there, I thought it looked familiar, but I couldn't quite place it. It was softer than metal, but stiffer than paper, a bright metallic gold that seemed to shine more than it should. From same angles it appeared to glow, and it said: "Ticket – Admit One – Anywhere."
It intrigued me, so I tossed it into my odds & ends drawer. My junk drawer, to be less charitable. I'd probably forget about it until the next time I got really bored, or pawed through the drawer, looking for something I'd be sure I'd put in it.
I fell asleep watching a compilation tape I'd put together with all my favorite blowjob scenes. I dreamt that one of the girls from the tape, a tall, slender black chick with big tits was kneeling in front of me, sucking my cock.
It felt like one of the best blowjobs I'd ever had and I was soon clutching her head and blasting my cum deep into her sucking mouth.
I remembered it when I woke up, just thinking it was an unusually vivid dream, but I started to wonder when I went into the bathroom and found smudges of bright red lipstick on my cock. That really made me wonder, but I had to go to work and was too busy to think about it.
When I got home I was beat and after a quick shower and a sandwich headed for bed. I saw the ticket sitting on my nightstand, and suddenly remembered what it reminded me of: the magic ticket from that movie. Obviously, it couldn't really be the magic ticket, but there was the lipstick on my cock that morning...
I decided to test it and put on Asian Power Tools, one of my favorite porn movies but fell asleep almost at once. I dreamt that I was holding the ticket in one hand, and that I was stepping through the TV screen to where a girl was waiting for me.
She was a short oriental girl with smallish tits and a nice tight ass, wearing a black leather micro-miniskirt, red halter top and high-heeled sandals. I knew that under the skirt she was wearing a pair of skimpy white panties with the word "SLUT" across the ass – after all, I'd watched and jacked off to the movie dozens of times.
I knew I was dreaming – people don't step through TV screens, and once I was there she said, "Well, I've seen you watching me and I was wondering if I'd ever get a chance to feel that prick of yours."
That started a night of sex that I'll never forget. She pushed me back onto her bed, knelt on the floor in front of me and started sucking my cock like a sexual vacuum cleaner. I hadn't had anything except my right hand for over a year and I was clutching her head and blasting a load of cum down her throat in no time. She swallowed every drop then stood up, stripped out of her clothes and joined me on the bed, positioning her shaven pussy over my face.
I quickly lapped her to several intense, vocal orgasms as she ground her cunt against my face. Of course, while I was doing that, she was sucking my cock again, which had never really gone soft. In fact, I hadn't gone soft at all, which was just more proof that I was dreaming, since I almost always go half-soft after I cum.
Finally she pulled herself away from my probing tongue and slid down my body until her pussy was right over my cock. She lifted herself up a bit, reached down, guided me into her hot, wet pussy and started riding for all she was worth. Her pussy squeezed my cock like a hand in a velvet glove: tight, soft and slippery.
We fucked for at least an hour, in a variety of positions. She came repeatedly and I came three more times – once on her face, once on her belly and once on her ass. I never asked her if she wanted me to shoot my cum all over her, and she never objected – it was like it was the natural thing to do. Of course, in the world of porn flicks, you always pull out when you cum, and you always cum on her face at least once.
After I came the third time, I was rubbing my cock up and down the crack of her ass, smearing my cum around and she asked, "Wanna do me there?"
Of course I answered "Yes," and I was soon drilling my cock between her cheeks. She was furiously rubbing her clit and stuffing her fingers up her pussy, undergoing wave after wave of orgasms. I jackhammered her tight asian ass for at least a half-hour before I pulled my cock out of her tight hole and sprayed another load of cum across her ass.
I was exhausted after all that, and the next thing I knew I was waking up in the middle of the morning. I thought it'd been a hell of a dream, far more detailed than usual, but then I noticed a few things that made me question. My sanity, mostly.
I felt like I'd spent the night fucking, and my cock was crusted and smelled like pussy juice and scented lube. The second thing I noticed was that I was holding a pair of white panties clenched in one hand – white panties that said SLUT on the ass, just like the girl in the flick. And thirdly, the DVD was on pause and I could see the girl bent over a pillow on the bed with cum splattered all over her ass and dribbling between her legs. Only thing was, the movie was all girls and dildos – no guys. I'd watched it dozens of times before and I'd never seen this scene.
Either I was starting to lose it, or I really did have the magic ticket. Either way, I decided I might as well enjoy it while it lasted.