The Retreat Ch. 03

This is a Harbinger96 original celebrity fiction, and definitely didn't happen. This story is for fun, and not based on true events. The premise of this story is ridiculous, but enjoy!

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"Thank you for getting us here safely, and please don't tell anybody what happened here today," Hailee Steinfeld said with a nervous smile as she reached into her purse and pulled out her phone to pay and tip the driver, and to leave him five stars.

"I'm telling everybody, but no one's gonna believe it," the driver said with a laugh, Hailee's bra still on his lap.

"That could be any girl's bra, but you'll always know it's Hailee's," Dua Lipa told him as she leaned over the seat and kissed his cheek. "Thanks for playing along with us and not telling us to get out for breaking the rules of your car," she said with a tinkling laugh.

"I'm broke, not stupid," he laughed again as Josh and Callum got out and grabbed their bags from the trunk. "Best pickup I ever did," he said without evening knowing the size of the tip they left him.

Dua, and especially Hailee, had to carefully get out of the car in their altered outfits, and much to Hailee's dismay and Dua's smirking, there were already dozens of people on the pier, either enjoying the beautiful weather or getting on board the boat. The entire cruise wasn't exactly expensive, but to be on the VIP top deck was an arm and a leg. That being said, there were plenty of average Joes and Janes around to see the superstars.

"Babe, there's so many people!" Hailee was instantly blushing and at the back of the car by her fiancé, pulling her shirt tight and down, trying to hide as much of her fit body as she could. She really missed her bra at this point, but she was happy her shirt was a little big and hid the state of her "shorts."

"Relax honey, we'll be on board soon and you'll be fine," he said casually, ever the confident guy that wasn't damn near naked on a crowded pier.

Dua was just as unbothered as Josh, and even waved to and made small talk with the passengers around them as they waited to reach the entrance of the large cruise ship. While Dua even flaunted her black mini dress that barely kept in her small tits and covered her scrumptious ass, Callum and Josh got along like old mates and acted as if both of their soon-to-be-wives weren't nearly naked.

Hailee hid as best she could behind Josh and her purse, the purse offering nowhere near as much cover as her massive NFL player fiancé. She was beyond relieved when they finally made it to the entrance to the ship. They were waved just inside, over the ramp and into a larger, almost sitting room looking foyer with three guards checking people in. Their line's guard was a blonde woman a little shorter than Hailee and Dua, but was built like someone who lived at the gym. She looked at them with a smile, armed with a metal detector wand.

She let Callum through with no trouble, and Hailee's heart started to pound. She waved Josh through, and Hailee could feel her heart in her throat. When the security girl held up her hand stopping Dua Lipa, Hailee wanted to turn and run.

The girl dropped down into a deep squat and ran the wand up Dua's long, shapely caramel leg, right up to the bottom of her dress, and then down the other leg. "Hmm, so far so good," she said as she stood back up, putting a hand on Dua's belly as she stood up, but pulled down on the dress as she rose, pulling it below the singer's breasts.

"Whoa whoa whoa!" Dua shouted and tugged it back up, her eyes glaring, and she tried to hide the smile trying to break from the corners of her mouth. It was quick as a flash, hot and revealing for Dua, but she recovered fast enough that no real damage was done.

"Sorry about that, Ms. Lipa," the guard said with a giggle, the apology nowhere near sincere. She knew exactly who she was looking at, who she was toying with.

"Serves her right for coming out here without a bra like I told her," Callum scoffed, playing right into the joke.

"Hailee, you're not wearing a bra either!" Josh admonished Hailee with a firm, disappointed voice as he nudged her, offering his own beloved to the security agent on a platter.

Hailee's eyebrows nearly shot into her hairline as she stood directly in front of the intimidating blonde. She was a few inches shorter, but had an intimidation factor over Hailee, and she was outnumbered in this game. Fuck, if all those factors didn't make her tingle.

She dropped to her deep squat again and didn't even use the wand before she smiled and looked up. "Ms. Steinfeld, why is there liquid on your inner thighs? Are you hiding something?" she asked knowingly. She didn't even see the tear in the crotch yet.

Hailee squirmed, putting her heels together and biting her lip. "I-I'm not hiding anything," she said quietly, looking away. Hailee knew exactly where the fluid was coming from. She was absolutely on fire with embarrassment, humiliation, and how delicious it was to be under the eyes of this beautiful security guard, her fiancé, and her travel companions. Not to mention the people behind them....

"You four come with me. We need to find out what Ms. Steinfeld is hiding." The four travellers followed the leggy blonde agent to a side room as a much larger man took her spot, and instantly they were glad they won the blonde in the draw.

"Alright, football star," the woman said, crossing her arms over her chest, her 'security' shirt pulling tight against her chest, "make me believe she's not hiding something."

Hailee let out a relieved breath as she found out it would be Josh who would search her. She was still nervous, knowing they'd have an audience, especially the in-charge blonde. The Princess of Buffalo stood in the middle of the room with all eyes on her as Josh stood behind her and slipped his hands under her shirt.

She gasped as Josh's large hands immediately went to her breasts, squeezing them and feeling the heft. She could just sigh as she melted into her fiancé's talented hands.

The blonde smiled, seeing the famous Hailee Steinfeld melt in front of her, in Josh Allen's hands. "Finding anything, Mr. Allen?"

He focused his attention on her hardened nipples, pinching and pulling them lightly, making her moan and turn her head to bury it in his neck. "So far so good, but we should be thorough," he said, trying to keep the act as he released her breasts and pulled her shirt over her head. Hailee gasped at being bared to the hips, but didn't fight it.

"Ms. Lipa, can you please assist Mr. Allen? We don't have all day," she said, not making a move, all too happy to watch.

"Gladly," Dua purred and kissed Callum, who had his phone yet again, ever since they moved into the side room.

"Hailee's crafty, dear," Callum added. "Make sure she isn't hiding anything. I'd hate our trip to go down with her."

"What? What are you talking about?" I'm not hiding anything!" Hailee argued as Dua sauntered over and dropped to her knees in front of the other woman.

"They all say that, Hailee. As your friend, I hope you're telling the truth," Dua said, playing along as she ran her hands up Hailee's gorgeous legs. "It's not looking good for you. The security specialist is right; you are wet," she teased, running her hands on the torn edges of Hailee's shorts that were once leggings. "You have some explaining to do."

As Dua teased Hailee, even going as far as to kiss her stomach, the security guard leaned over, watching Dua's hands. "Are her shorts crotchless?" That question sounded like genuine surprise.

"Yes," Josh answered casually as he kissed up and down his girl's neck. "It happened on the drive over here. Hailee is really bad at obeying orders, and something had to be done about it."

"I see," the blonde said with raised eyebrows, just starting to learn what kind of couples she found herself playing with. "Well Mr. Allen, I hope you and Ms. Lipa can find that she didn't use that whole in her shorts to her advantage. Really get up in there and make sure she didn't slip anything inside herself that shouldn't be on the boat."

"With pleasure," Dua complied with a sultry tone, looking up at Hailee with a saucy smile. Hailee looked completely scandalized, but stood there and didn't fight being searched. "I think I need a better idea of what this substance is," the pop star said as she pressed her face to Hailee's crotch for the first time and sniffed.

"What are you doing?" Hailee asked, biting her fingernails as Dua was millimeters away from her most private place as Josh massaged a titty in one hand and rubbed her ass under her shorts with another, making Hailee moan as she was stimulated from so many angles.

"If I can, ma'am," Callum said as he stood up and crossed the plain little room to hand his phone over. "Dua is also pantieless and sat in the back seat next to Ms. Steinfeld during the ride over here from the airport. Perhaps you should keep recording this valuable evidence while I make sure my darling fiancé hasn't been corrupted by Hailee. She seems sweet, but it's a facade. If she was so innocent, how would she be so wet?" he left the guard to ponder as he sat on the floor next to Dua, his legs criss-cross as he pushed her dress over her fantastic bubblebutt, letting the tight material rest over the wonderful swell kf her cheeks.

"Well if I have to be fully bottomless, so do you," Dua huffed and yanked down Hailee's last bit of clothing, making the former Hawkeye star shriek. She turned the shriek into a little moan as she rubbed Hailee's now completely bare pussy for the guard to watch, while Callum placed kisses on Dua's rump and gave it a sharp smack.

"I should have had an idea that you guys would be crazy, but this is more than I hoped for," the guard laughed as she started to rub herself over her black slacks. "I knew you were all performers, but not like this. This is some good porn shit."

"Wait, you're filming this?" Hailee asked, shock on her face as Josh stepped around to her side to lick her collarbone.

"I've been filming since we got into the room," Callum said like it was no big deal. "Only the four of us will get the video," he assured her as he easily danced a finger into Dua Lipa, who had just used her hands to spread Hailee's pretty pink pussy apart.

"Well that's a damn shame, because this is hot as fuck," the blonde giggled, unashamedly slipping a hand into her pants. "A famous foursome was not on my day's bingo card.

"Hey Trisha?" All five heard a voice, all action stopped, and it was Trisha who barked.

"Get the fuck out, Jeremy! I'm conducting an important search!" The door was closed and Jeremy was gone before she could finish yelling at him.

"Trisha?" Callum asked as he slid in a second finger and rubbed Dua's clit with a thumb, making her moan with her lips on Hailee's cute snatch. He wasn't about to let the momentum slip away.

"He won't say shit. I'm the head of security, and he can't tell the captain anything without me opening a file of shit like this he's done too."

"C-christ," Hailee stuttered as she held onto Dua's head with one hand and Josh's with the other as he flicked her nipple with his tongue. "It's like an episode of Below Deck."

Trish laughed. "Pretty close." She then returned to the game. "Has anyone found contraband yet?"

"No ma'am," Josh said, letting go of Hailee's boob with a pop, but his hand still groped her other one with tender squeezes.

"I haven't fingered anything out of Dua, here," Callum informed her cheekily. "I need to get deeper if I want to make sure she's really clean."

"That's not a horrible idea, Callum," Josh smirked, turning Hailee to face him and kissed her deeply. "We need to get to the bottom of this before Trish kicks us off the boat. I'm sorry babe, but you need to get up on this table," he said, sounding genuinely sorry as he patted the white plastic folding table behind her.

"Okay," she said meekly, but she was wet, and the situation, Dua's mouth and fingers, had her close. Jeremy, the massive security guard could have stayed and watched and Hailee wouldn't have cared as long as her friends made her cum. "If that's what it takes to save our vacation, I guess I'll have to let you deep cavity search me," she said. Her voice was reluctant, but her expressive brown eyes practically begged Josh to fuck her gorgeous body on the table.

"Dua, darling, I think Josh is right. If we want to get out of this room, if we want Trish to let us go, I need you to bend over on that table next to Hailee, And spread your legs for me."

Dua nodded with a smile as she took Josh's hand, the dress still bunched up over her ass, and bent down, taking Hailee's hand, her friend laying on her back beside her. "Like this?" Dua asked, her legs spread wide like the dancer she was as Callum stood next to Josh. She wasn't even trying to hide how much she was loving this. This was the kind if thing she lived for and was working hard to corruot Hailee into.

"Just like that," Callum confirmed as he took himself out of his pants.

Josh looked over at Trish, at the camera. This was new to him. He was all horned up, but he had never acted out a scene this fully, and definitely not in front of a stranger, not being filmed. For the first time, he started to feel a little nervous.

Hailee's hand that wasn't in Dua's cradled his face and brought his eyes to look at hers. "Babe, I am turned on as shit and wet as fuck right now. If you don't stick your dick in me right now, I swear to... FUCK!" Hailee cried out as Josh didn't need to be told anymore, lining up and with a hard thrust, penetrated deep into the sexy Arcane voice actress. His darling, sweet Hailee having been overpowered by need was all he needed to make her scream.

Hailee's eyes almost popped out of her pretty head as Josh lanced into her, and she was glad Dua had taken her hand as Josh fucked her hard and deep, their flesh slapping together. He clearly didn't care if they were heard or not, given that they were under the protection of the head of security, who had a look on her face of sheer bliss, like she was the one caught in a fantasy, a dream.

Dua had expected Callum to dive right into her like Josh had to Hailee, but she grew a little suspicious when a few seconds went by and she didn't hear his belt or zipper. "Darling, are you going to..." her train of thought was shattered and derailed as she felt her fiance's breath, and then lips kissing her pussy from the back. "Oh fuuuuck," Dua moaned. "You know I love when you eat me from the back, baby!"

Trish, deciding this action was too good to just stand on the side for, got into her role as camera woman, and moved in closer to investigate, to shoot at angles and make sure she got good shots, like Callum working the flat of his tongue over the entire valley of Dua's cunt, and making sure she got a close-up of Josh's big dick sliding in and out of Hailee's sopping wet pussy, catching the moans and slicking sounds.

"How's the search going, guys?" Trish asked, smacking the top of Dua's ass, earning a sharp yelp as Callum noisily licked and sucked at her slimy lips.

"So good," Josh said happily, almost lazily, his tone betraying how savagely he was giving it to Ms. Steinfeld. "It's hard for me to tell if she's hiding something because it's so damn tight in here," he said, making Trish laugh as she got a close up on Hailee's straining face, her reddened skin and her pronouncing veins as Josh Allen hard fucked her on the table. Hailee didn't even try to speak, but the cries and moans coming out of her were more delicious to Josh than any real words could have been, and Josh's staying power was more than usual because Hailee had just sucked a load out of him in the Uber.

"It's time, love, for you to see if I've fallen under Hailee's dastardly influence," Dua teased, playing the game as her way of telling her sweet but dirty Callum it was time for the main event. "Do you want me to roll over, or..." she received her answer by feeling Callum's swollen cock head moving up and down her lips, just barely parting them as he got it good and wet for her.

Trish was there in a moment, phone camera close as Callum pulled his hips back and then eased in, getting a low, slow moan to fall from Dua's full lips as he pushed in deeper, filling her, not stopping until his thighs met hers. "Fuck, that's a good shot!" Trish laughed as she caught Callum's first couple thrusts. "Dua, how's it feel?" Trish asked, moving over to capture the enraptured look on her face.

"I love Callum's long, thick cock," she purred, dramatically rolling her eyes back. "If Hailee and I are hiding anything, these two studs will surely find out," Dua laughed, Callum's slow and gentle prodding allowed her to form thoughts a little more than Hailee could.

While Dua had been given time to breathe and adjust, Hailee had just been kicked in the diaphragm by a breath stealing orgasm, crying out as Josh punished her insides, an absolute puddle forming under her and trickling off the table. Hailee wasn't even sure if it was a gentle squirt or if Josh's cock that was huge to her but proportionate to him was just pushing that much arousal out of her.

Josh decided to have mercy on her and slowed down, making sure the angling of his hips allowed his cock head to brush her spongey g-spot to draw out her pleasure. "I didn't find anything, Trisha," Josh said solemnly, but he didn't stop his hips.

"That is surprising," Trisha said, sounding defeated. "I think you'll have to cum in her, see if there's something you can flush out," she suggested, sounding professional but her voice was the only thing professional about this game.

Hailee didn't care about the game anymore. She just wanted to take all of Josh's load, not caring that this blonde chick was watching, didn't care that it was being saved for the four of them to be able to watch later as long as it didn't go anywhere like Callum promised.

"Trish is right, Callum," Dua panted and grabbed the end of the table as Callum started to pick up the pace, his thighs starting to audibly slap against Dua. "You really should be thorough. I'm clean, but we need to earn her trust."

Hailee turned her head to look at Dua as she spoke, captivated by that velvet voice and posh British accent. She didn't expect Dua to be watching Hailee's expressions as Josh met Callum's pace. Their equally brown eyes locked, and Dua smiled, making Hailee smile back and then sigh as Josh brushed a particularly good spot.

"How's your vacation so far, babe?" Dua asked with a tinkling, knowing voice.

"Not what I expected, but... so good," Hailee admitted with a giggle and then a moan as Josh unexpectedly jerked his hips fast and deep, purposely throwing the tempo to surprise her. "I'm getting used to your kind of performing,' she giggled after recovering.

Dua shifted on the table, getting a little closer, her breath warm on Hailee's face. "You know Hailee, I didn't get the chance to watch Dickinson, but I know you've kissed a girl...."

Hailee didn't need to be asked, didn't need to be pushed any further. She craned her neck and hungrily crashed her lips against the Grammy winner's. She didn't need to worry about Josh's jealousy or anger, because the first words out of his mouth were, "Fuck, that's hot!" and he increased his rhythm, making Hailee moan into Dua's welcoming mouth.

"Kiss her good, darling," Callum encouraged his sweet as he wiped sweat from his brow, pumping his hips but starting to lose control.

"C'mon, girls. Let me see some tongue," Trish urged, recording their kiss, her hand down her own pants, still working herself closer to her own peak. "That's better. God, that's so hot. Get that kiss as nasty as this fucking."

"Dua, sweetheart..." Callum said, pressing himself fully to her back as he humped her faster, his finish clearly on the way.

"Yes! God yes, do it!" Dua pleaded after releasing Hailee's plump lips. "Fill me up a second time today, please!" Dua unnecessarily insisted, but she knew how much it drove Callum wild when she begged for him to release himself in her.

As Callum chased his nut, Josh was right at the finish line with him, but he changed his tactic, because he had plans for Hailee after this, plans that wouldn't be acceptable if his seed was running down her legs. He pulled out, making her gasp.

"Josh, no please! Put it back in!" Hailee whined, but Josh grabbed her hips and pulled her off the table and pushed her to her knees.

Hailee wasted no time as she heard Callum and Dua roar out together as they pulled climaxes from each other, and Hailee engulfed Josh's cock in her mouth, licking and slurping her own flavor and wetness off of his length. She took his hands and put them in her hair, telling him to use her.

Josh took the invite and fucked Hailee Steinfeld's face as the couple that had just finished watched the show with pleased, tired smiles, and Trish filmed the whole thing, focusing on the way Hailee's cheeks filled and bellowed.

"Fuck that rich throat, Josh!" Trish cheered and Dua laughed, everyone loving how deranged just trying to get onto the cruise had become.

Hailee deepthroated Josh's impressive length, making her eyes water as she gagged herself, and just as she pulled off of him so she could breathe, Josh came by a Hailee blow job for a third time, splattering her chest, neck and face. With practiced aim, he was able to miss her silky brunette hair and get a bit in her mouth, her eyes also spunk free, which she was grateful for.

"Holy shit," Josh moaned as his knees threatened to give out as he looked down at a smiling, pleased and messy Hailee. "Fuck, everything about what happened, just... damn!"

Hailee stood up and wrapped her arms around her man, making sure not to get any of his load on him. "This is the wildest vacation I've ever had," she giggled. "I should clean up, though."

Callum, who had been still trapping Dua's sweaty body to the table, let her up. "Would you be a dear and help your friend clean up?"

Dua smiled and kissed Callum and began her saunter over as Hailee separated from Josh, her dark brows scrunched together in confusion. Answering Hailee's questioning look, Dua scooped a wad of Josh's cum off her cheek with a finger and put it in Hailee's mouth. Hailee dutifully sucked Dua's finger clean.

With Callum's blessing, Dua licked a rope right off of Hailee's nipple and then kissed Hailee, making her chase Josh's flavor from Dua's mouth. After breaking the kiss, Dua cleaned Hailee off in this fashion; licking Josh's cum from Hailee's gorgeous face and tight body only to deposit it into Hailee's mouth, making her sigh and shudder every single time until she was all clean.

"Oh my God," Hailee giggled, her face red. "I've never done something like that!"

"I could tell, and it was so hot," Dua purred, kissing Hailee's sweaty forehead.

"Well, I think we can confidently say that Hailee and Ms. Lipa aren't trying to sneak anything on board," Josh chuckled. "But maybe you should keep these as important evidence," he said, gathering Hailee's discarded clothes and handing them to Trish.

"Josh, I need those! They're not much, but they're my clothes!" Hailee argued, trying to snatch them back, but Josh held her by the waist.

"The door behind us is a staircase that can bring you to the other decks of the ship. You can get to the VIP deck without anyone on the other levels seeing you. The VIP deck is clothing optional. You'll be fine," Trisha told them as she tucked the ruined clothes under her arm. "Dua, are you keeping your dress, or do I need to keep that for you, as well?"

"No, I think I'll wear it," Dua smiled pleasantly as she fixed the bottom of it back over her ass. "Hailee is the only one we plan to keep naked all cruise."

Hailee's jaw dropped and she looked at Josh. "You won't!"

Josh just smiled. "I'll let you wear clothes, but I think we both know you love this. You love the exposure, pretending you don't. I can tell that playing the blushing innocent image girl being seen and used is turning you on like you never have been before. Stop me if I'm wrong."

Hailee blushed, grabbed his arm, and headed to the door to the stairs. "Let's just get to our room."

Callum took his phone back and thanked Trish for her services. She wasn't a paid actor, but she played her part wonderfully, and she was all too happy to have done it. He then shared a triumphant look with Dua. This vacation was going better than either of them could have hoped, Dua thought to herself as she watched Hailee Steinfeld's naked ass as she climbed the service stairs in front of them.

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A/N: I didn't plan to pick this story back up, honestly, but a very dedicated reader said there must be more, and I aim to provide. After this piece, I'm going to go through my old library here, starting with my first published story, I'm going to polish them, maybe expand and definitely improve them, and slap them on Patreon. I think I've gotten a lot better since I first started here years ago, and I think it'll be worth my time, and the time of any readers that choose to follow me there. Patreon has a list of things they're not as cool about as Literotica is, so I'll still have content here that won't be there, like the Becoming a Rose series, and my fanfic works will be staying here.