3 comments/ 43620 views/ 9 favorites A Night in L.A. By: JackTheRimmer Alright, first of all, I wouldn't technically call her a "Porn Star." She was in a few adult films and had some background in the industry, but definitely not all over the place. That said, this was an experience not long ago, when I was traveling in L.A. with a few buddies. We were having drinks pretty late at night in a popular club, when my friend grabbed my arm and blurted, "Dude, don't look now, but we have a porn-star sighting... Right behind you..." I slowly turned to see who he was talking about: lo and behold, three women, definitely in the business. Almost comically so - one of them was so artificially enhanced and made up, that I couldn't even say if she was sexually appealing. Just an exaggerated idea of what a man's fantasy girl would look like, I suppose, but it really did nothing for me. "That's fucked up." "What do you mean fucked up? They're smoking hot!" "Maybe, but you'd think with what they do all day, they'd get sick of the attention. I'm creeping myself out, peeking over my shoulder at them." "Whatever, dude. Lighten up." "Oh, I'm light, my friend." To tell the truth, though, I was pretty cranky that night for some reason. Just being a dick, I suppose. "Alright, Smiley. Go over there and talk to them, then." "Fuck you; you go." "No man, you're the talker. I'd just come off as a creeper, anyway." "And I wouldn't?" "Haha." Mark took another drink and smiled, clearly thinking I wasn't going to rise up to the bait. I looked at my other friend who was pretty tanked at this point, and he just smiled and shrugged. OK, I thought, I was getting a little bored anyways - might as well give us something to talk about. I got a moment of satisfaction in seeing the surprise on Mark's face when I stood up, before the anxiety and adrenaline combination kicked in and I found myself moving. I walked over to where they were sitting and I had no idea what I was going to say. This should be awkward. I pointed at the one with the most obvious enhancemets: a Barbie-looking blond who saw me coming and leaned away from her friends to let them know there was a visitor. I thrust my finger at her, "I know you from somewhere..." I saw her roll her eyes at her friends. "Do you teach economics at UCLA?" Her face was surprised as she broke out in drunk laughter, "What? I look like a professor?" "Pretty sure he was joking, Crystal." I just noticed her friend, who was gorgeous: straight brunette hair and blue eyes. Still had the appearance of an adult film actress, but much hotter than Crystal in my opinion. I'm caught a little off guard. I look at her and extend my hand, "Hi - I'm Jack." She looks at me, unreadable. She finally meets my hand, "Jenna." I have nothing to work with. I flail around for some conversation, "So... what do you ladies do?" Crystal pipes up; she's obviously been drinking a bit and is already slurring, "We work in the adult film industry. That's probably where you've seen me. Are you a pervert?" She doesn't wait for a response, "I bet you are! Ha!" She backhands Jenna in the arm, obviously and drunkenly thinking that she just verbally destroyed me. Wow. Just like I thought it would go down. But, not one to cut my losses early, I stood there trying to think of something clever to say. The third girl, another brunette, moved off with another guy, must be her boyfriend. Jenna is still looking at me, "So?" "So what?" I was flustered, definitely out of my comfort zone, and feeling like just another douchebag trying to pick up a porn star. "The Professor asked you a question..." "Oh," I laugh. Well, at least she's engaging with me, this might be fun to banter. "Am I a pervert? I guess I am! Who isn't in their own way." "I'm not," Jenna is straight-faced. "Didn't she just say you were in the adult film industry?" I smile, hoping that it comes off as playful and not as mean as it might have sounded. Jenna rolls her eyes, "That doesn't mean I'm a pervert. There is something weird about perverts - you can tell by how they look at you." Phew, she was giving me a little conversational life-line, "Then you're in a better position to tell me if I'm a pervert or not... What do you think?" Jenna finally smiles, "No, you're not. I wouldn't be talking to you if you were." "Thank God!" "Thank whoever you want, it's just talking." Now her face is definitely brightening up. I think she must have been a little bored before I came over, too. Crystal is looking between us, "Am I missing something or are you buying us drinks?" I laugh, relieved, "Of course. What are you having?" Crystal, very tipsy, shouts, "Something strong! Whatever!" Jenna smiles and shakes her head, "Nothing for me right now." "You the sober cab tonight?" "Not exactly. I just like to keep my head until I see where the night is going." "Pretty good policy. When do you decide where the night is going?" "I can usually tell pretty quickly." Jenna is smiling sort of warmly at me at this point, so I'm feeling good about myself. "I see. Well, let me get that drink for your friend, Crystal is it?" "Forget that. She can get her own drink." "Fuck you, Jenna! Let the man buy me one!" Jenna ignores her, "So are you here alone?" I point behind me, "No, that's me over there. A couple buddies hanging out tonight." She raises her eyebrows, "Just drinking with the boys tonight, then?" I laugh quickly, "Oh no. No, no, no. Definitely open to other possibilities..." Oops. Kind of a douchey response. Jenna smirks, "So that's why you came over to our table? Other possibilities?" I shake my head, "No, it was more of a dare. Those guys noticed you beautiful ladies and wanted me to talk to you..." "Ah. So you're trying to get us to hook-up with your boys." "No, no. Just trying to talk. They said they recognized you so I..." "Recognized us? From where?" At this point, I notice Crystal not-very-gracefully getting up and start walking towards someone she obviously knew in the club. "Uh... I think they might have recognized your friend." I stammered uncomfortably. I don't even know if my friends actually recognized them, or just suspected, but Jenna had me totally on the defensive so I wasn't thinking straight. Jenna laughed, "Don't worry, Jack. It happens all the time." "So... you are?" "I am what?" "You know. Recognizable?" "Damn, Jack. For a guy that just barges into a conversation with a bunch of girls he doesn't know, it's kind of cute how shy you are. Yes, your friends might have seen us somewhere, obviously Crystal told you we were in the industry. I'm barely in anything, though, so you guys must watch A LOT of porn if they recognize ME." I laugh, "Yeah, that sounds like them." I move on, trying not to be awkward, "So I'm sure you must get asked this all the time, but how did you get into it?" "Pretty simple. Good money, and I like having sex." "Fuck. I wish that was the one-sentence description of my job!" "Well believe me, it's not always good. You have to be careful, and know who you're working with. But if you keep your head, it can be alright for awhile." I was starting to really like this girl: she was obviously gorgeous, but she was sharp, too. Definitely made me rethink my conception of the "Airhead Porn Starlet". And she was down-to-earth; I'm sure guys approach her every day and bullshit, but she didn't make me feel like a dick. And hey, at least we were still talking! "So what about you? What do you do?" "Oh, you know. Part-time lover, part-time fighter, full-time dreamer." Pretty canned response, I admit, but that's all the wit I could come up with at the time being as excited and anxious as I was. In any case, Jenna laughed good-naturedly, and didn't press further "Part-time lover? That's it?" "Well..." "I guess I'm what you'd call a full-time lover, then." "That must make you a better lover than me." "Maybe." Her lips curled up in a smirk. I decide to press my luck. "Well, Jenna, what are you doing a little later? Want to get a drink with me somewhere else?" Her eyes are bright with amusement, "Hmmm. I don't know. Can you keep me entertained?" "I will fucking juggle some flaming swords for you if you'll hang out some more." "Maybe. I'm gonna catch up with my friends a little more, but I'll look for you later." "OK. I'm right over here whenever you want to talk." She smiled at me as I turned around and headed back to my friends. Well, that was fun while it lasted, but I can take a hint. I sit back down with my friends, and they jump on me, "What the fuck are you doing back over here? She was into you!" "Nah, she wasn't. Just having some fun fucking around with me." We talk for a bit, but my mind is elsewhere - thinking of things I should have said and playing my conversation with Jenna over in my head. I'm a little down and pissed at myself for coming off like a mumbling dick, but soon move on to engage with my friends again. A few more minutes pass before I notice my buddies' eyes open wide and look past me. I turn to see what they're looking at: to my amazement, Jenna is standing right behind me. "So, I don't see any flaming swords - got anything else to keep me entertained?" She arches an eyebrow and bores a hole into my head with her stare. I take a second to gather my composure. "Heeeey... well... Jenna, this is Mark and Brian; guys, this is Jenna." "Hey guys. So. Do you want to step out with me? I know a dive we could go to." "Uh, yeah. I'd love to." "Why don't you ride with me. I AM the sober cab, after all..." Jenna winked. I threw my rental car keys to Mark. He just shook his head with a tight lipped smirk, then mouthed "fuck you" as I moved to follow Jenna out of the bar. Brian, who has never been known for his social grace, actually groaned, "Seriously? What the fuck, Jack? Can't she get some friends together?" Jenna was waiting a few feet away from the table, and she pursed her lips while shaking her head, sadly, "Sorry guys. My friends have other plans." Mark just shooed us off, "Go on, have fun kids. We'll take care of the tab, Jack." Brian waved us off and turned back to his drink. I nodded to Mark and followed Jenna back to her car. "So where is this dive you're taking me?" Jenna smirked, "Oh. Yeah, we can stop there if you want..." My brain was definitely not running full speed that night, "I thought you mentioned..." Jenna was smiling, "What, Jack, have you never picked up a girl before? I thought you just wanted an excuse to leave the bar." "Haha. Wait, did you say I picked you up? Excuse me while I give myself a thousand hi-fives." Jenna laughs, "I didn't actually say that, but you keep talking if you think that's helping your cause." "Uh, nevermind, I'm embarassed. Whatever the opposite of smooth is in this situation, that's what I am. Still... I'm curious about what kind of dive a girl like you would go to. Seems like you could get a lot of bad attention..." Jenna cut me off sarcastically with a laugh, "Yeah. Totally unlike every other club a girl like me goes to." "Wow. I'm kind of striking out at this point." I quickly added with a smile, "How the hell did you decide to leave with me?" "The night is young. I expect you to keep up," she ducked into her car and I got in the passenger side. This was going to be interesting, whether I made an ass of myself or not. I know, I know - too much setup, not enough action, so I'll get to it. After talking a bit more in the car (I was much more at ease and comfortable with her here for some reason so we actually hit it off, probably because we could actually hear each other) Jenna ended up half-jokingly making a stop at her neighborhood bar for a quick drink before she invited me back to her place. Still not knowing exactly where this was going, I happily accepted the invitation... As we step into her apartment, she locks the door, sets her purse down and turns quickly to me. "Make yourself at home - I'll be right back." She moves to her bedroom, and I am left to myself, finally letting what was happening sink in for a second. I hope I'm not misreading the situation - I feel like we ended up hitting it off but I don't want to make any assumptions, so I move over to her couch and have a seat. After a few minutes, Jenna comes back into the room energetically. She looks refreshed. "So, what are you into?" Her eyes are wide and sparkling, excited. "What am I into? What do you mean?" Jenna smiles, and walks to stand directly in front of me, hands on her hips, playfully challenging, "You know what I mean. Unless you came back to my place for coffee?" She arches her eyebrows, mocking me. "You move fast!" I smile back at her. "Whatever, I just get tired of fucking around at a certain point. So you didn't answer my question: what are you into?" It's a demand this time. "Really?" "Yeah. No big deal, just tell me. This is your chance..." "Alright, I guess I'm into the ass." She laughs and, it seems like subconsciously, runs her hands over her posterior, ""Into the ass." What do you mean "into the ass?"" I was incredibly turned on, but embarrassed - she's obviously much more comfortable talking about this than I am. "Well, I like doing ass worship..." "Okay." She paused and looked at me. "Okay? That's it?" "Yeah. I was just wondering. We can do that - I'm fine with it." Not exactly a ringing endorsement, but I was happy to grab onto that thread. "You mean, you and me? Like, right now?" "What the fuck, Jack? It's definitely not the craziest thing I've ever done. I've been in the business for a little while now, I've picked up a few things." "No, I know, but it's just... I guess you don't really sound too into it." "Really? What does "into it" sound like? You tell a girl that you like to worship asses, and she says let's do it, then, and you think she doesn't sound like she's "into it"? Fuck, do you want me to hold your hand the whole time or are you going to be a man and take me?" Her eyes are like fire burning a hole through me. All of her cool, laid-back manner from earlier in the night is gone, and I'm suddenly aware of this intense, hyper sexual woman standing right in front of me, daring me. She's right - it's time to man-up. I shake my head and snap into character. I stand and move quickly up against her, she squares her shoulders to me and looks up at my face. I lean down to kiss her, and just like that, it is on. My hands run up and down her body as we coil together and slowly and subtly move back toward the bedroom. She grips my head and pulls it into her neck, then into her full, perky tits. I reach down to lift her shirt off as she works my belt and unbuttons my pants. Within seconds, her hand is reaching into my boxers as I engulf her left breast, then her right, with my mouth. She gives my dick a few teasing pumps as she pulls me into the bedroom before releasing, with a sigh, "There we go. See, I'm not that scary, am I?" I laugh, as much from her joke as from how absurdly fast this is all happening, and I kiss my way from her tits, down her stomach to her tight-silver pants, where the upper band of her orange panties are peeking over. I'm now kneeling in front of Jenna, and in one quick motion, her hands flash down, unbutton and unzip her pants, and she grabs the top of my hair to pull back my head and look down at me. "Now, I was under the impression you wanted something else." "I do. I want your ass." "You want my ass?" "Yeah. Give me that ass." And with that, I gripped her hips and spun her around. Jenna bent over against the base of the bed and braced herself on the mattress. Her beautiful butt was popping back at my face, the silver semi-shiny material of her pants making it even more enticing. Her orange thong poked over the top in "whale-tail" fashion, and she had a hot tattoo of roses in her "tramp stamp" region. What a fucking sexy sight! She locked her legs while bending over with her hands resting on the mattress and watched me over her shoulder. To see what I would do, I guess... I grabbed her hips and pushed my face into her butt. Inhaling deeply, I rubbed my face hard up and down her ass, as I felt her push her butt slightly harder back against my grinding. I stuck my tongue out: I didn't care that she had two layers of clothing between me and her asshole. Her pants were tight and thin enough that I could feel where her little rosebud was through the clothes, and I pressed my tongue hard in that region. She gasped, reached her hand around to grab my head, and rode my face and tongue for a few seconds. I stopped to catch my breath and looked at the whole picture again: gorgeous woman bending over this bed in her shiny skin-tight silver pants, and now a little wet spot where her asshole is... I smiled to myself. Jenna looked back at my grinning face and laughed. "Good, now I can get these off!" She peeled her pants and thong down in one smooth, fluid, sexy motion and kicked them over to the side along with her heels. Her perfect butt was now perched and waiting for me to pounce, while she teased me by swaying very slightly side to side, until she finally positioned her ass directly in front of my face and waited. Damn! My mouth was watering, and I couldn't stop myself from what I did next. I grabbed both asscheeks and roughly pulled them wide. Very wide. I saw her perfect, smooth and pink anus open up, just a bit with the stretch. Jenna yelped in surprise for a split second before gasping in delight at what must have been the smooth and filling sensation of my tongue entering her butthole. Fuck yes, her ass smelled and tasted soooooo good, fresh and sweet, just like I knew it would! Right off the bat, I knew I wanted to go deeeeeep with this chick, and judging by how wet she already was, I knew she would be into it, too. I kept her butt spread wide while I slowly slid my tongue deep up her asshole. When I was as deep as I could go with the first push, I slowly pulled back out, stopping at her anus for a long, circular lick around her rim. Keeping my tongue extended, I pushed back into the darkness of her rectum. Jenna had found her voice again by this time. "Ooooohhhhh. Whoaaaa. Mmmmmm. Fuck that's good. Fuck, that's reeeeaaaaaally good, ha. Keep doing this. OK, goddamn, I can tell you're good at this. You must love my ass. Mmmmm, fuck." At this point, I had my tongue fully extended in her anus, and was wiggling it around as much as I could (not very much, but she still must have liked the sensation). I then pulled it slowly out again, then slowly inserted again, then out, then in, slow, but increasing the speed very slightly. Now I'm starting to fuck her ass with my tongue, deep, shallow, deep, shallow. Jenna immediately gets this, and bounces her butt back against my face: a nice, clean slapping sound now accompanies every thrust. "Ooo. Ooo. Yeah! Fuck! Fuck my ass! Yeah! " It goes on like this for an amazing few minutes as I vary my speed and angle. She is starting to go a little crazy, and I know from experience that if I play with her clit for a few seconds, with my mouth or my fingers, she's going to cum like a hydrant. Not yet, though. As my tongue is sliding easily in and out of her asshole, I realize that this chick knows what she's doing - her anus is swallowing my tongue then pinching it when I'm deep inside, over and over. She has definitely used these muscles before. Despite this obvious expertise, Jenna is doing a great job at seemingly enjoying this like she's never been rimmed before. All this is going through my mind, but before I get too lost in thought, I refocus on making this girl feel amazing, and prolong her orgasm for a little bit. Just for a little bit... A Night in L.A. My mouth is pressed firmly against Jenna's asshole while I'm kneeling behind her behind, and I notice that she is slowly pushing me backwards with her ass while reaching between her legs towards my crotch. Extremely excited, I lift my pelvis towards her reaching hand, expecting her to grab my dick. Instead, in one fluid motion she pulls my belt from my pants and whips it around the back of my head, using both of her hands on each end of the belt to pull my face tight and deep up between her butt cheeks! I can barely breathe, she's pulling so hard on the belt, and my mouth is just pressed directly up against her asshole. I have to admit, it was actually incredibly fucking hot! Jenna started grinding her butt against my trapped face, her anus sliding against my mouth until I opened my lips and shot my tongue right up inside her asshole. "Haha, FUCK! There it is, Jack, get that tongue up in there! This is what you want, isn't it?" "Mmmmhmmmm," is all I can manage as I'm grinding my face away in the deep crevice of her ass, searching for little spaces to breathe while I munch on her butthole, my own belt tight against the back of my head. I find that she's not giving me enough space to tongue fuck her ass repeatedly, so I go with a different approach: I part my lips and press them firmly around her anus and start sucking. And sucking. And sucking. I hear Jenna release a murmur of approval, and I just keep going. And I fucking love it! She is starting to really get into it, and is sensuously grinding her butt up and down against my face, mainly my mouth, and pulling my head up into her with my belt. After a few minutes, I find that I can't stop sucking on her asshole... I am obsessed with it! My face is buried between her buttcheeks, my lips are sealed around her anus, and I am sucking and sucking and sucking, like she was bit by a snake and I'm drawing out the poison. Jenna's movements are getting slower and more intense - she is clearly 100 percent focused on my mouth suction. She finally drops the belt, reaches her hand back and grips the back of my head, holding me steady, and SLOWLY continues rubbing her ass subtly up and down against my mouth, making sure that I'm not losing my airtight seal around her butthole. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!!! So slow and sensual... I had time to collect my thoughts and really think about what I was doing, take in the sensations of the moment, and really focus on how her body was reacting. I paced my sucking pulses on her anus, and eventually started thrusting my tongue while maintaining the suction. Out of nowhere, Jenna screams into the air, "FUCKING YES, JACK! SUCK MY ASSHOLE HARD! SUCK MY FUCKING ASSHOLE!" She has turned me into an asshole sucking fiend, sucking and pulling and drawing her anus out, trying to get my fix. I think it's becoming clear to her that I will never get my fix, that I could suck on her hot little rosebud all night long, and she absolutely loves it! It's obvious that this is a real turn-on to her, and I literally cannot get enough. Jenna is moaning at panting, and saying the hottest things, complimenting my ass eating skills, at one point muttering, "Damn Jack, you are one sexy, ass-eating maniac, aren't you? You really know your way around down there..." Fuck. She actually says all of this stuff to me - I love it! I want that quote on a t-shirt! After a nice, long period of holding my face in place for her to grind her ass against, Jenna moves forward and looks over her shoulder into my eyes, "Mmmmm. You love eating my ass so much... Now do you want to REALLY gape me with that sexy tongue of yours?" She gives me a paralyzingly sultry smile as she looks at the expression on my face. I must have looked like a kid in a candy store! I LOVED how she talked: such confidence and so dirty... She wasn't going to wait for an answer. With another quick, fluid motion, she pulled me onto the bed with her and positioned herself in front of where I was now kneeling on the mattress, then rolled over onto her back, while simultaneously wrapping her legs around my neck to pull herself closer to me and scoot me closer to her - so fucking sexy! Once she had me where she wanted me, she pulled her legs all the way back above her head and lifted her ass straight in the air towards my face! Amazingly keeping my senses, I supported her body by holding her hips and stared at the beautiful butthole of this sex goddess. In a few seconds that seemed like an eternity, she reached her hands around and up to her ass cheeks and slowly spread her ass wider and wider. Her pretty pink rosebud gaped a bit with her stretch, and she used her control of her anal muscles to gape her anus even more! I just shook my head in disbelief: fuck yes, I was going to slide my tongue deep into the recesses of Jenna's smoking hot asshole! In the blink of an eye (or wink of a starfish), my tongue was sliding up her butt, practically no resistance. I used the opportunity to run my tongue in a circle against the inside of her anal ring, applying pressure to keep her gaping anus open for me. Sooooo smooth and sexy. Fuck. This girl was killing me. I pumped my head up and down, driving my tongue in and out of her gaping asshole, and I locked eyes with her as she whispered intensely to me, her eyes bright with lust, teeth clenched together, "yes, yes, yes, yes, deeper, yes, yes, fuck me, yes, yes, I love this, ahhhh, fuck I love this, give me your tongue, yes, give it to me, yeeeeeeeees, fuck, fuck my ass, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it YEEEEEEEES!" Jenna reached up and held my head hard against her ass, finally clenching her anus hard around my tongue, pinching it... fucking-a, I wish I could freeze that moment in time - soooooooo hot! By hearing her breathing calm down a little bit, and feeling her tense body start to relax, I'm pretty sure Jenna thought I was done eating her ass at this point. I guess she didn't know me at all, because I wasn't even fucking close! I pulled my tongue out of her tightened asshole, and rolled her onto her side, facing away from me as she gathered her breath. "Damn, Jack, what are you doing now?" she glanced over her shoulder as she watched me getting into position, basically a sideways 69 with her back to me instead of her front. "What do you think? I'm not done with your hot little ass yet, girl." She closed her eyes with a huge smile, sighed, and layed her head down against the bed while reaching back to spread her ass with her left hand for me, "Get back in there, then." I smile at her lazy demeanor, "Poor you, you've got to get your ass licked for a little while longer..." Jenna laughs and spreads her ass wide with more energy, "I know, right? Do you spoil all the girls like this?" Moving in and done with clever banter for the moment, I just mumble, "Only the ones that deserve it," and dig in for another round. Despite her spreading, her anus isn't as loose from this angle, and for some reason the positioning makes each tongue thrust up her ass very loud. Each push of my tongue sounds like something is getting squished, and I've got to say, this was actually a very big turn-on for me, so surprise-surprise, I continued to enthusiastically tongue fuck this girl in the ass over another extended period of time! I am plowing her asshole with my tongue. She is lying on her side and spastically gyrating her ass against my face at this point, thrusting it back, grinding it around, my mouth and tongue and even nose squashed against her anus, tongue sliding and darting inside her butthole. In only a few short minutes, Jenna is again just going crazy on me, worked up to a lust-filled bundle of energy bouncing her butt hard and aggressively against my eager face. My tongue is filling the dark, deep hole of her ass. Whatever I'm doing, the sensation is really getting her off. I am loving the sideways 69, but before much longer, Jenna reaches between her legs to grip my head, then rolls both of our bodies so she is now, after a little adjustment and repositioning, above me sitting on my face, and just holding my head in place while she rocks her hips forward and back, smearing her ass and pussy all over my mouth. She grinds sensually for another minute or so before quickly spinning around and facing my feet, still using my tongue as a fuck toy. "Fuck yes, Jack. Stick your tongue out," as if I wasn't doing this already! But I knew what she meant. I made it nice and hard and waited. And waited. She was now kneeling over my face, spreading her ass wide while looking down at me over her shoulder. "What do you think, Jack? I think you might be in love with my asshole!" OK, she wants to play with me a little more. I laugh, "Is it that obvious?" "Do you want to make out with it some more?" "Yes, please..." "Actually, I just want to bounce on your face for a little bit. Can you take it like a man?" "Fuck yes." "Good, now stick your tongue out again, and make it hard. I want it nice and deep." I felt like I was at the top of a roller coaster - my stomach was dropping with the anticipation, even though I've already spent a good part of the evening tasting her ass! What was this girl doing to me? Before I could hold on to that thought for more than a second, Jenna dropped her hot little booty right on my face, and practically grabbed my tongue with her asshole! Suddenly my whole world was again this gorgeous woman's backside and all of my senses were devoted to the feeling of the puckered flesh of her rim against my tongue, and the smooth inside of her anal passage. "That's it, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me..." her lust-soaked voice was killing me. I could do this all night. After a few more minutes of her riding my face slowly, then harder and harder, she seems to clench up a little bit and rise up a few inches. Of course, I continue to probe her butt while she adjusts herself, and as I'm deep tonguing her asshole yet again, I suddenly feel the warm and wet sensation of her mouth slowly engulfing my dick, taking me deep bit by bit, one hand at the base of my dick while her other was still holding her left asscheek wide for me. Fuck yes, I love the 69 while I'm eating ass! After only a few seconds of her taking my dick in her mouth, my body is involuntarily stiffening: I instinctively clench up, knowing I need to FOCUS or I'm gonna cum within a few seconds. I've definitely had this "problem" before - the 69 gets me every time. Jenna must sense my state of arousal, because with what sounds like a diabolical giggle she starts furiously sucking and pumping my dick, trying to get me off with her expert mouth and hands. Fuck it, if I'm going to go down like this, I'm taking her with me! I focus all of my attention on her pussy and asshole; I suck on her pussy before sliding back up to her asshole and sliding my tongue back into the depths of her anus; I play with her tits with one hand while using my other to rub on her clit, all of my fingers soaking in her pussy juices. Suddenly, right when I think I'm going to cum in her mouth, I feel the cold air returning to my dick as Jenna gasps, sits bolt upright, and her entire body convulses as her ass cheeks spasm involuntarily against my face and she cums HARD on my face, gliding her crotch and asscrack all over my mouth as wave after wave of orgasm drained from her body. "OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOO AHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Jenna laughed as she came, with my mouth and tongue all over her, and my teased-to-the-brink dick just standing straight up in the air, where her hand finally rested once her orgasm subsided. She gave me a gentle tug, "Ohhhhhh, fuck Jack. Can you keep this up for a little longer? I think I can get there again if you give me a second - you deserve to get off..." I'll admit, I was inclined to agree. As much as I LOVED getting her off like I did, she really got me worked up, and I don't think I could think straight until I was able to cum and clear my head! "Fuck Jenna, yeah, I could keep this up, don't worry about me. You are so fucking hot. I could eat your ass all day long..." My face was soaked with her juices as she continued to slowly gyrate her crotch and ass over my mouth as she talked, working herself up again. "So do you just want to eat my ass some more or do you want to fuck me?" She was so mean, teasing me like this. "Can I answer 'all of the above'?" I mumble between licks. I don't think it's physically possible, but I want to do both! "Tell you what," more grinding on my face, "...let's fuck then see if you've got anything left afterwards. I can't believe how much I love having your tongue in my ass. You SERIOUSLY know how to do that..." Damn. A fucking adult film actress complimenting my ass eating expertise: that is some high praise! That comment immediately joined a few of her others in my mental ego-boosting encyclopedia... but back to the task at hand. "But... if we're gonna fuck, you have to wear a condom. I'm sorry, but I can't afford to take any risks..." Jenna smiles apologetically over her shoulder at me (yes, I was still licking her crotch and ass). What, does she think I could possibly say no? But... fuck. I stop licking and slurping for a moment, "Damn, Jenna, I don't have one with me." "No problem," she peels herself off of my face and rummages through her sidetable drawer. I look down at my twitching dick, still extremely aroused, then lay back on the bed and rub my hand over my face, still a bit in disbelief, but very, very happy. Jenna finds what she's looking for quickly, rips open the package and slides the condom over my cock. She looks at my face and gives another killer smile, "But now you've got to get me worked up again..." I smile back and nod as she mounts my face again, riding my mouth like the familiar toy it has become. She's actually still very wet, so I'm not sure she really needed to get worked up again, but I'm happy to help. I'm mostly playing with her pussy at this point, licking the entire length before flicking over, then gently sucking on her clit. The combination of her wetness and my saliva make it very easy for her to glide herself, from her pussy all the way to her ass and back, over and over again. For some reason she starts to giggle like a maniac, which makes me laugh a bit, which makes us both laugh as she humps my face with her pussy and ass for a few more minutes. "OK, now I'm ready again," Jenna has composed herself, and starts to climb off my face. At this point, I am so excited and lust-filled that I just sit-up and grunt while I move up behind her while she bends over and grabs a pillow, pointing her ass at me in invitation. Wasting no time, I soon find myself balls deep in her warm pussy and just start pounding away. As I'm looking down at her ass, watching my dick pump in and out of her pussy, I instinctively spread her ass cheeks with both hands to just stare at her pretty little asshole. After a few more thrusts, Jenna reaches back with one hand and grabs my hand. She sits up on her knees so she's straight up while I'm still inside of her, and uses her other hand to pull my face into her neck as she guides my hand to her tits first, then takes one of my fingers in her mouth. She sucks on my finger as she looks back at me, then drops back to lean on the bed. I'm not sure if this was a cue, but I took it as one: while still fucking her hard, I spread her ass cheeks wide with both hands and insert the finger she licked into her asshole. Jenna tenses for a second, I can see her hands gripping the bed pillows hard, and moans into the air. So now I'm giving little thrusts of my finger up her ass while pumping away with my dick and she is loving it! On impulse, I pull the finger out of her ass and suck on it, then return it to her butthole before pulling it out and sucking on it again - I am going crazy with lust, needing to taste her! I do this a few more times, sliding my wet finger up her ass, and licking and sucking the sweet flavor of her anus off of it. I hear Jenna mumbling into the couch, "Fuck, that's so hot! That's so hot! That's so hot! Taste my ass, Jack!" And with that, hearing her say that, tasting her asshole on my finger, a few more thrusts and I can't take it anymore: finger in mouth, dick deep in her pussy, I cum HARD, despite the condom and the desensitizing sensation it usually provides. In fact, I probably would have cum WAY too early if it weren't for that condom; Trojan should use that in their commercials: lets you fuck longer! Unfortunately, I sense I was a bit too early for Jenna. She is still in a heightened state of arousal, still trying to grind off against my dick. No problem, I am more than happy to take care of that! I pull out of her pussy, grab her hips and press her to the bed so she's lying down, legs still spread in front of me with an amazing view and angle at her gorgeous anus and pussy, and immediately bury my face back in her ass while I use my fingers on her clit. Her pussy is so soaked at this point that I feel like my fingers will prune if I leave them too long... I slide my tongue deep up her ass and start rhythmically thrusting while I rub her pussy and clit with one hand as I reach underneath her and start playing with her tits with the other hand - talk about multi-tasking! She reaches back to grab my head and in no time at all, she grinds herself up to another shuddering orgasm, shaking as she held my face tight between her buttcheeks as my fingers pressed firmly on her pussy and I slowly gyrated my hand in unison with her own gyrations, taking her through the complete orgasm. As difficult as it was to stay in place throughout her orgasm, I managed to keep my tongue up her ass. When I sensed she was done shaking and trembling, I sighed and removed my tongue from her rectum. As I slowly pulled it out, I continued licking and kissing Jenna's sweet little butthole, my face lingering in her asscrack, and just listened to her satisfied sighs and steadying breaths as she composed herself. "If hot girls' butts were candies and nuts, I'd be an obese diabetic right now!" I have no idea why I say this, but I did. I'm a fucking idiot. Chalk it up to post-sex brain melt... Jenna turns, slaps my arm and starts giggling, then suddenly bursts into laughter. "That was sooooo stupid, Jack! I love it!" "Oh, I've got more where that came from. There once was a girl from Nantucket..." Jenna puts a finger on my mouth, probably so I can't ruin her impression of me any further, but then gives me a sexy smile, "I've gotta say, Jack, that was pretty damn good." "Best you ever had?" I smile so she knows I'm not being serious. "I will definitely give you the ass eating title. Best ass eater I've ever had, by far." Laughing, "I'll take it!" "Yeah, you did." She smiles and slaps my chest again. "So can I tell my friends about this night?" "Haha, that's up to you - is it cool in your circles to brag about licking ass?" "Good point. But the answer is yes." "Then go ahead," Jenna laughs while she is starting to get up and gather her clothes, putting on her panties and bra, while I, realizing this is my cue, deftly remove the condom and scramble for my own scattered pieces, "And let me know if you're ever in town again - I can show you around." There it is, her invitation to leave. I felt so used. Or maybe I would have felt used if I wasn't so fucking happy about my life at that moment. In any case, it was definitely an invitation to get back in touch sometime, and I would be pleased as fucking punch to take her up on that in the future. "Awesome, I'd love that. You seem like you'd actually be fun to hang out with." "I know, weird, right? I am fun to hang out with! Or do your friends let you lick their asses, too?" "Funny, but you know what I mean." "Yeah, I know. Thanks." A Night in L.A. After I cleaned up, we had a little more small talk and exchanged contact info. Before I could overstay my welcome, I got a cab and headed out. Wow. I'd love to see Jenna again, but who knows what will happen. In any case, I had an incredible time, and I was just glad that she seemed to enjoy herself, too. What an incredible ass she has - I still haven't gotten over it! And I haven't told my friends the details of what happened yet, despite what I said to Jenna, but they were still suitably jealous when I caught up with them. I definitely still owe Mark for making me get up and talk to the girls - don't worry, buddy, I'll pay you back! A Night In London To one afflicted with the habit, there is no respite. Its a curious phenomenon. They are all around and I treat them as if it was like a big stamp collection. Some people love to look at breasts, some are into asses. The thing that draws my attention is the female foot. Don't get me wrong, breasts are certainly a close second, but I walk around and collect the images in my mind, comparing and contrasting, looking for those that I feel are most perfectly formed, prettiest, softest looking, and most lovingly cared for. I store those images and refer back to them for later comparison. There is something intricate and complicated about them. The rare sighting of perfectly formed feet is a special occurrence and worthy of some regard. It permeates my everyday life and I find myself staring constantly. Of all of the fetishes that are out there, I guess I am lucky that this benign form is what is what turns me on. It was a business trip to London with my boss, Susan that got me in trouble this last time. I had worked for Susan for the last six months in the Chicago office. I was the idea man and she was the marketer. We were in intense competition with colleagues in our regional office in London and Susan arranged for us to travel to London with the intention of showing them up and insuring our place in the pecking order. We had arrived on the red-eye and spent the day in meetings. Susan was masterful, commanding the audience and stomping our competition. It was a long day, and we had just arrived back at our hotel. Although not a raving beauty, Susan had soft features with curves in all the right places. Her most striking features are her long shapely legs and her full, pouty lips. Her personality is what makes her sexy with a commanding presence and massive self confidence. We agreed to shower up and meet back in the lobby for a drink and dinner. I went back to my room and took a long steamy shower and changed into khakis and a sport jacket. I went down to the bar in the lobby and ordered a drink. Time passed and no Susan. I got antsy and went to look for her in her room. I knocked on her door and heard her tell me to come in. I tried the door and found it unlocked. Now those of you who are into feet, you know that you study the print that a woman's foot makes in a leather boot, the outline of the shape and the tease of an occasional dangling pump. But when Susan walked out if the bathroom wrapped in a towel, I got a full view of her exquisite bare feet and all of my blood instantly rushed south of my belt buckle. In fact, it took me a moment to realize that she had wrapped a towel around her wet hair but had not yet wrapped one around her body. In a matter of fact way, Susan told me that she had been delayed on the phone with the states. I was unable to say anything intelligent, so I sat on the bed and waited, pretending to stare at the floor but concentrating intently on storing the intricate curves and polished details of her toes and soft skin. Smelling weakness and enjoying her upper hand, Susan sat on the bed and chatted with me about the days events. Immediately, she picked up on my keen interest and discomfort and bounced her foot so it touched my leg as she spoke, Her toes were impeccably cared for, which surprised me since I had thought about them many times, but had never actually seen them. Susan is very sexy, but didn't seem the type to put in special effort in seemingly insignificant details such as her feet. She was sporting one of my favorite looks. Pearl coat polish in a shade of pink contrasting just a bit from the pale tone of her skin. They looked luscious. She smiled and leaned back on the bed, resting on her elbows and extending her legs forward. That was it. I turned toward her and without a word, took one of the soft feet in my hands. I began kneading the soft skin and stroking the smooth insoles lightly. I brought the foot to my face and let the soft skin brush against my cheek and then my lips. Susan took her other foot and gently traced a path across lap, probing for my erection that had pitched a tent in my pleated pants. I placed a small kiss on the soft instep and massaged her sore muscles as I held it against my cheek. After a few minutes, Susan was quite relaxed, and there was a party in my pants. I set her foot down on the bed and stood to remove my clothes. Not wanting to lose her initiative, Susan rotated around to her knees and tore open my shirt with buttons flying everywhere. She wiggled forward and unbuckled and unzipped my trousers, letting them fall to the floor. She scooted forward and swung her legs in front of her, spread them apart and giving me a full view of her freshly shaved triangle. Although I would have gladly shown the initiative, Susan reached forward and placed her hands on both sides of my head. With a forceful motion she pulled me down between her legs and guided me to where she wanted me. Not wanting to be completely dominated, I redirectly just slightly south and kissed her soft inner thigh, which had been recently perfumed. I traced a path with small kisses and licks upper her thigh and across her lips. To my surprise, she was not yet completely wet so I place long, slow kisses about her swollen lips. Her hands were pulling my into her, grinding me against her, so I quickly darted my tongue between the lips and probed deeply. As if I had hit a geyser, she moaned deeply and pressed her thighs against the sides of my head. I reached around and grabbed the cheeks of her ass as I found the source of her wetness and proceeded to concentrate on just that one spot. Susan wrapped her legs around me and I could feel and visualize those soft feet rubbing against my sides as I proceeded to guide her through another wave of orgasm. After a an intense spasm, she went limp and just laid there catching her breath, her legs still wrapped around me. After a few moments, I crawled up next to her and laid on my back, still hard as a rock. Susan reached over and placed her hand on my cock and her cheek on my shoulder. She had not yet recovered and was just lightly stroking me with her fingertips. She took her foot and gently rubbed it against the top of mine, and although I couldn't see it, in my mind I pictured it and it felt wonderful. She proceeded to place a tender kiss on my cheek, then my chin, my neck and placed her cheek on my chest. She stopped playing with my foot and instead was now stroking my cock from the base to the tip. She moved down my abdomen and rested her cheek so I could feel her warm breath brushing against my cock. With a quick motion, she engulfed the tip with her warm mouth and sucked hard. It was too much for me and my breathing became ragged and I came with thundering force, or so it felt anyway. Susan did not stop after the first gush, seeming to double her efforts and draining me completely. We never made it to dinner that night, but I had gained new respect for my boss, she had learned about a sexy new attribute of herself which she flaunted from that day forward.