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Somebody Like Me by Andrew Troy Keller
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Author's Notes:
This story is inspired by the one CHANEL NUMBER FIVE commercial starring Nicole Kidman.
Fic Title:Somebody Like Me
Author:Andrew Troy Keller
Email:atk440@aol.com
Date:05/08/2006
Feedback:Yes,I want feedback.
Archive:Yes
Fandom:Chanel Number Five
Categories:Het,slash,bi
Other Notes:This story is inspired by the one CHANEL NUMBER FIVE commercial starring Nicole Kidman.
Pairing:Charlize Theron/Teri Hatcher/m
Rating:NC-17
Disclaimer:Chanel Number Five belongs to Chanel,Incorporated.This story is not-for-profit but I own it.
Summary:After he watches the CHANEL NUMBER FIVE commercial with Nicole Kidman on it,a die-hard sports fan figures that something like that would never happen to him in real life but that's before Charlize Theron walks into the sports diner.
Warnings:Strong language,male/female sex,voyurism,female solo sex,female/female sex
Dedications:None so far.
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It had all began at percisely 6:31 PM on the Eighth day of May at a local sports bar and grill which was where my best friends and I were enjoying ourselves by eating great food and joining some of the other Cleveland Indians fans in watching the latest Tribe game against the Oakland A's.But that was before the commercial break on which the first one was a commercial for a perfume known as CHANEL NUMBER FIVE starring Nicole Kidman as a world-famous actress who had gotten into a taxi-cab with a lucky stiff inside it and went with him to his place.

Of course,even though I still wish that something like that would happen to somebody like me,I had still allowed myself to realize that I was only living in a dreamworld and nothing like that would ever happen to me in real-life.But surprisingly enough,that was before a hot-looking blonde babe who was wearing a dress that was right out of a fashion magazine had walked into the sports diner,sat herself down at the bar and ordered a cup of coffee for herself just before she had lowered her head and allowed a single tear to run down her cheek.

It was that very scene that had caused me to walk over to the bar,sit myself down next to her and take a closer look at her face which was enough to help me discover that the mystery blonde was none other than another world-famous actress named Charlize Theron.And after the cup of coffee has been placed in front of her and I had paid for that very cup of coffee,a confused Charlize had turned her head towards me,wiped the tears from her eyes and said,"Thank you.It was nice of you to do that for me.Just who are you anyway?"

That had caused me to place my gentle hand on her arm and answered,"My name is Jimmy Gasteyer.I'm a big fan of all of your movies and I would like to welcome you to our fair city of Cleveland,Ohio.May I ask what brings you into this place?"And after she had taken a sip of her coffee,a really-sad Charlize had taken a deep breath and told me that she was doing a show over at Playhouse Square with some of her favorite movie co-stars and--at first--things were going really good for her but that was before she was about to join her fellow cast members at a truly-ritsy restaurant for some dinner,only to have her encounter a mass of reporters and photographers had kept on bugging her and--in the process--scaring her almost to death.

Fortuntely,she was finally able to escape those stupid dumb-ass jerks and run all the way to the sports diner which was where I had allowed my own understanding nature to come out and cause me to place my gentle hand on her cheek,look into her beautiful eyes and say,"Look,Charlize.If you really want to do so,I would like to take you over to my place and let you spend the night there.Maybe that way,you'll be able to get over the trauma that you had experienced tonight."

And then,after she had given that suggestion of mine some thought and realized that it might be better than bumping into those newshound assholes within her hotel lobby,Charlize had looked at me with a small smile on her face and said 'yes' to my little invitation.And after we had left the sports joint,both Charlize and I had walked all the way to my apartment building and walked up the stairs to the floor where my place of residence happens to be,where I had unlocked and opened the door and the both of us had stepped into the apartment.

And while she was looking at the inside of my place with a sense of awe in her eyes,I had closed the door,placed myself next to Charlize and asked,"Well,Charlize?Could I take it by the expression on your face that you really do like the way that I had decorated this place of mine?"And after she had turned herself towards me and stared at my eyes for a minute or two,the only answer to that question that she had given me was her kissing me ever so passionately on the lips just before the both of us had stripped off all of our clothes and laid our bare-ass naked bodies on the living-room sofa and I had started licking all over her nude body--all the way down to her hot,wet pussy and carressing her firm breasts.

That was before one of my best friends--a Teri Hatcher clone named Brenda Savant--had walked into the apartment to see if I was feeling okay and discovered what Charlize and I were doing to each other,causing her to take all of her clothes off and start pumping two of her fingers in and out of her hot,moist snatch and carressing her own tits just before Charlize had placed her hands on my bare shoulders and said,"Aaaahhhh,yeeeessss!That's it!Do it,Jimmy!Touch me!Touch me there!Suck my wet pussy dry!Aaaahhhh!"

And then,after Brenda had moved herself towards the both of us and started sucking on Charlize's stiff mounds,I had suddenly realized that I was finally able to experience something that I had never experienced with such a beautiful and sexual creature like Charlize before for I was experiencing pure and untamed erotica...and enjoying every minute of it.

Just then,after I had placed my stiff cock inside Brenda's pussy and started licking on Charlize's snatch,Charlize had started sucking on Brenda's tits,causing a sexually-energized Brenda to place her hands on Charlize's bare back and yell at the top of her lungs,"AAAAHHHH,YES!THAT'S IT!DO IT,JIMMY!DO IT,CHARLIZE!TOUCH ME!SUCK MY TITS!FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME!MAKE ME WANNA CUM!AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And then,after we had started moving ourselves harder and faster and our lovemaking has made its final appearence on the latest CHANEL NUMBER FIVE commercial,Brenda,Charlize and I had came and collapsed due to exhaustion and fell asleep with our naked arms in a lover's embrace.Just then,on the very next day,both Brenda and I had woken-up and discovered that we were the only ones inside the apartment and Charlize was nowhere to be found,but just as we were about to put our clothes back on and go out to look for her,we had looked over at the coffee table and discovered that there was a folded piece of paper on it.

And after I had picked-up the piece of paper and unfolded it,Brenda and I had discovered that it was actually a note from Charlize which had said,"My darling Jimmy and Brenda--I really do want to thank you for your kindess and let you know that I'm feeling much better now.And if I'm right about the three of us,I do believe that we'll be able to see each other again.Until then,may the both of you enjoy your lives together.--Love,Charlize."

THE END!
 

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