I was in LA staying at a really nice hotel about 30 years ago. My buddy says, "Do you know what all the commotion is about? Cher is staying in the penthouse!" We were there for 4 days and no sightings. Paparazzi were all over the street with their cameras.
One early morning I was going for my run and who do I see stretching? There she is in shorts and tank top. I asked her how far she was going. She actually asks me if I want to run with her. Realize at the time I was a ripped 185lbs at 5'8". I vainly say I'm a good looking guy. She was really friendly and she seemed to be flirting with me. I told her the penthouse must be incredible. She actually said she would show it to me.
At 8P I give my name to the security at the hotel and I am escorted to the elevator that takes a key to work. I'm going to see Cher and check out the penthouse! Two goons are standing outside the door. They ask for my name. Looking at their clip board they then open the door pointing to the full kitchen. There she is with a glass of wine. We start drinking and one thing leads to another. There isn't a inch of her I didn't kiss or touch. I was young and full of cum. I came three times. I couldn't believe the celeb I saw on tv was naked in bed with me.
The next day she calls my room saying she wanted to say goodbye. She said she has a man and that she shouldn't have done what she did. She said she was leaving right now. I rushed to the lobby hoping to see her. The elevator opens and there she is. Dressed like a movie star with two goons. Suddenly there was a rush of photographers and chaos was going on. Her goons made way for her but she came to me. One of the photographers yells, "That's not Cher that's the fake double. Cher is leaving out the back." With that the whole mob runs out to the back of the hotel.
Yes, I fucked the paparazzi fake out Cher. The real Cher I never met.
