by Sam Crescent
“Why not?” he asked. “It’s business. What if the guy is thinking about his woman while he’s screwing those other women?”
“It doesn’t exactly make it easy though. He’s sleeping with other people.” She stared him in the eye, and Jason looked like he wanted to tell her something.
“But it’s work. If he didn’t screw those women, he and his woman would be out on the streets. What if the money is good and he loves her?”
“Who are we talking about?” she asked, losing track of the conversation.
“I’ve known of couples who have perfectly good relationships and their partner is in the business. It can happen.”
She frowned. “I don’t know if that’s something I could do. We’re all different.”
He tugged her hair again, and she was losing the battle just to sit still. She crossed her legs, and his gaze ran down to where they were closed.
“Is there anything you want to tell me?” he asked.
She bit her lip, staring down at his lips, before looking into his eyes. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
“Okay, how about I go first? I can’t stop thinking about you, and last night I stayed awake wondering how I can get you in my bed so that I can fuck you.”
Before she had the chance to question herself, she closed the distance between them, slamming her lips down on his. She crawled on top of his lap, wrapping her arms around him.
Jason ran his hands down her back, cupping her ass.
She wore a pair of jeans and a tight shirt, but she didn’t care.
Biting his bottom lip, she pulled away a little. “I’ve never done this.”
“It’s okay. There’s always a first for everything.”
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” she said.
He gripped her hips and pressed her down onto his cock. Jason was already rock hard. “I don’t want you to stop. I want you to keep kissing me.”
She pressed her lips back to his. He cupped the back of her head, and at the same time he moved his other hand to stroke over her pussy.
Sydney cried out, moaning his name at his touch. Slipping one of her hands from around his neck, she moved down to stroke his cock, staring into his eyes.
“I didn’t expect this,” he said.
“Neither did I.”
“You’ve never done this before?”
“I’ve never picked up a total stranger, no. I’m not a virgin. I’ve been with a man before.” She chuckled.
“Good.” He pulled her shirt up and over her head. She flicked the catch of her bra herself.
Her tits fell free, and she moaned as the constrictive bra left her body.
He cupped her tits, running his thumbs across her nipples.
Climbing off his lap, she began to work her jeans down. Jason was also getting naked. Neither of them looked away from the other as they got naked. She couldn’t take her gaze off him. His body was rock hard, muscular and when he did turn a little she saw part of an eagle tattoo on his back. His arms were covered in ink. The tattoos didn’t look out of place. They were part of him.
He sat down, and a memory of something similar invaded her mind. She’d seen something similar before, but she couldn’t place the memory.
“Do you have a condom? I’m on the pill, but I prefer to use a condom as well.”
“I’ve got a condom. Fear not, come here. I want to make you feel good.”
She tried not to think about her abundant curves as she straddled his waist. He cupped her ass, squeezing the flesh.
Pressing her lips against his, she tried to ignore her inner doubts about her body. She had cellulite on her legs, not a lot, but enough to stop her exposing too much of her thighs. Her stomach was rounded as she ate the cake she always baked.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” Jason said, tugging on her hair, and pulling her back.
She stared down at him. “What are you doing?”
“I know when a woman is nervous about her body.” He took her hand and wrapped it around his length. “You feel that? It’s all for you. I’m not imagining anyone else. I want to be with you.” He ran his hand up the length of her body going from her stomach all the way up to grasp her breast. Jason leaned forward, kissing her nipple and sucking the bud into his mouth. She cried out as he used his teeth. The little bite of pain only added to her pleasure. She started to caress her pussy, slipping her finger between her folds, and teasing her clit.
Jason slapped her hand out of the way. “No, that’s all mine,” he said.
Before she knew what was happening, he had her pressed to the sofa with him on top. He claimed a hard kiss then started moving down her body, sucking and nipping at her tender flesh.
His cock was rock hard, pressing against her pussy. Jason was in no rush to fuck her. He simply claimed her mouth once again, nipping at her lips, before sliding his tongue deep inside. She moaned, sliding her tongue with his.
Sydney couldn’t recall a time she’d been so aroused from only kissing. His hands moved from the side of her head, gliding down to tease her body. He cupped her tits, and she didn’t mind taking his weight as he pressed his cock between the lips of her pussy.
She gasped as he bumped her clit with each thrust between her thighs. Scoring her nails down his back, she bit her lip trying to contain her sounds.
“I want to hear you, Sydney. Let me hear how good I’m making it for you.”
Taking him at his word, she didn’t hold back, moaning as he kissed down her neck, sucking onto her nipples. He didn’t just stop there either. He moved down her body, dipping his tongue into her belly button. She giggled at the small contact, unused to the feel of his tongue on her skin. Down he went until he settled between her thighs. She bit her lip, staring down as he opened the lips of her pussy, and swiped his tongue through her slit.
“Fuck, baby, you taste amazing. When was the last time you’ve been with a man?”
“It has been, erm, a year.” She wasn’t embarrassed by how long it had been. With his tongue stroking through her clit she couldn’t even remember her own name.
“I can make you scream for me, Sydney.”
“Yes, I want that.”
He sucked her clit into his mouth while his fingers delved into her pussy, pumping two fingers inside her. The way he stroked her clit had her on the brink of orgasm. It took every ounce of strength from her not to smash his face against her pussy. She wanted to come, needed to. It had been so long since a man had given her an orgasm.
“That’s right, baby, let me hear you scream.” He spoke the words against her clit, sucking the flesh into his mouth.
She couldn’t hold back and came screaming his name over and over again.
It lasted only a few seconds, but however, the afterglow was out of this world.
Chapter Five
“I’d gladly lick your pussy all day long,” Jason said, leaning back. He wiped her cream off his face and licked up the excess. She tasted amazing. The women he licked out on set were rarely aroused, so they had to use saliva or lubrication to give the appearance that they were in fact turned on.
It had been a long time since he had a woman who wanted him beneath him. Everything about her was refreshing, at least to him it was.
“Be careful. You’re every woman’s wet dream.”
You’re lying to her. She doesn’t know the truth.
“For the time being I’m your wet dream.” He sat back giving her some space.
Sydney followed him, reaching out to stroke his rock hard cock. What was it about this woman that had him harder than anything he’d ever been in his life?
“How about I take care of that for you?”
He shook his head. “I’ve got something else in mind.” Taking her hand, he led her back to his bedroom. The curtains were open, but no one could see in to his bedroom as there weren’t any buildings close to his. The sunlight shone down into the room, and he took her to the bed. Pressing her down, Jason kissed her passionatel
y. This was by far the most intense experience of his life.
Being in the porn business had taken something away from sex. With Sydney he had the chance to be natural. There wasn’t a guy in the background telling him to hold it still as they got the camera angle steady. They didn’t have an audience watching as he fucked the woman beneath him. There were no fake sounds or voice commands behind the scenes. This was all natural, and he fucking loved it.
Taking his time to kiss her, he ran his hands up and down her body, bringing her to life beneath his touch.
If he’d been on set they’d be telling him to stop, to rub her pussy, and for Sydney to start sucking his cock.
Everything about foreplay was rushed, and it all got down to the big finish.
He’d once heard a couple of the women admitting they thought about what they had to buy that day in the grocery department.
Sydney wasn’t fake in her responses to him. This was all her.
Jason loved the way her pussy was slick with cream, the way she writhed underneath him.
You love everything about her.
He didn’t pause in his kisses. Throughout his life he’d never once been in love with anyone, and he wasn’t about to think after a couple of encounters with the woman underneath him that he was in love with her now.
“Please, Jason, I need you.”
Reaching toward the drawer unit beside his bed, he took out a foil packet, and handed it to her. “Is this what you want?”
She took the condom from his fingers and gave him a huge smile. “You know it is.”
Using her teeth, which had to be the hottest thing he’d ever seen, she tore into the condom. He sat back giving her enough room to roll the condom over his length. Jason couldn’t take his gaze away from her. Each of her movements was sure. She wasn’t playing up to the camera asking him shit. He’d grown so used to women lying to his face.
Touching Sydney’s cheek, Jason couldn’t resist, and he wanted to make sure she was real. He’d been wanting something like this for so long.
A couple of months ago he’d been at a party with a friend. He’d seen a couple who weren’t part of the business, and he’d sat drinking a beer while watching them. They’d been so focused on each other that the rest of the party could have faded away for all they cared. The intensity, the lust had been like a slap in the face. He’d never witnessed anything like it before.
His movies up until that moment hadn’t been anything other than actions, not really. Where he thought he’d put his all in his scenes, he’d had a wakeup call.
With the condom rolled on, he pushed her back to the bed. He pushed all of his other thoughts about the life he’d created for himself to the back of his mind.
This moment was about the two of them, no one else, and he wasn’t going to allow it to destroy what he wanted.
Jason gripped the base of his cock and pressed the tip to her soaking core.
“I’m going to take it easy,” he said.
“I can take it.”
“Not my ten inches.”
“Ten inches? Have you measured it?” she asked, tilting her head to the side.
Shit.
“All guys measure their member.” Several brands of dildos were made from the mold of his cock. He wasn’t about to admit that to her though. He doubted she’d be impressed.
The money from the sales was good though.
Stop fucking thinking about it.
Jason needed to stop thinking about what he did. Richard’s words of cheating kept repeating in his mind. They weren’t dating. They weren’t together.
Slamming his lips down on hers, he silenced all of his inner concerns by focusing purely on the woman in his arms. Her soft body beneath him was enough to distract him from the chaos that was in his mind.
“Oh, my,” she said, as he slowly began to push his dick into her pussy.
Gritting his teeth, Jason was blown away by how tight she actually was. Resting his head against the crook of her neck, he bit down onto her pulse, moaning as her pussy quivered around his cock.
“Fuck, baby, I can’t find the words.” He was taken completely by surprise by the pleasure of her pussy.
She blew him out of the water with how she was affecting him.
Sydney was undoing him in ways that he didn’t think were possible.
Unable to control himself, he slammed inside her to the hilt. She screamed his name, and he paused, giving her time to grow used to the length of his dick.
“Wow, you weren’t lying were you?” she asked.
He leaned back enough to stare into her mesmerizing brown eyes. “I wasn’t lying.”
Stroking her cheek, he pressed little kisses to her lips. Something was happening between them. Her eyes were soft as she stared back at him. Sydney was totally focused on him, no one else.
“Do you feel that?” he asked.
She bit her lip and didn’t say anything.
“You do, don’t you, and I’m not talking about my dick.”
“Yes.”
He didn’t break eye contact as he pulled out of her body, and she gasped, arching up. Jason slammed within her pussy. Together they both moaned, and she scored her nails down his back, whimpering.
“Am I too big for you?”
“No. I’ll get used to you.” She went back to biting her lip.
Kissing her again, he bit her lip. “That lip belongs to me, baby, no one else.” Sucking the lip into his mouth, he moaned as she glided her tongue over his.
He went from slowly thrusting inside her, to fucking her with a passion that surprised him. Jason completely let go, holding her, kissing her, and simply being himself.
No cameras, no expectations, no fake words, and he was fucking loving it.
Sydney arched up, thrusting up to meet him with each slam of his hips. When he glanced down to see his latex covered cock sliding inside her, he couldn’t contain the orgasm that had been building. He didn’t need to hold off for the cum shot.
“I’m not going to last, baby,” he said.
In response, Sydney only moaned. He fucked her hard so that the headboard slammed against the wall with the force of his thrusts.
“Fuck,” he said, yelling the world out.
She cried out, and he filled the condom with his orgasm. When it was over, he collapsed over her.
In his mind he only saw the comparison with his other life. He’d been missing out on everything he’d been craving.
Kissing her neck, he moved away from her, aware of his weight. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it. I liked it. I like you being here with me.”
“You did feel it then?” he asked.
“Yes, I did.” She cupped his cheek. “This is the strangest thing in the world. I wasn’t even looking for a man the other night, and here we are.”
“I’ve never had this either,” he said, cupping her cheek. Fuck, he was falling in love with her. Jason couldn’t think of another word to describe what was going on between them.
“We’ll take it slow,” she said.
“Yes. We’re not in a rush to change anything.”
“I love my life the way that it is.”
He didn’t want to tell her what he did. “I take it you don’t want an invite to one of the sets?” he asked, trying to put it out there for her. He didn’t know what he’d do if she wanted to be part of that life.
“I’m not going to comment on what you do, but I really don’t want to know.” She held her hand up, smiling.
“Okay. I won’t force you.” He was so fucking relieved. Jason didn’t know how long he could keep this falseness up, but he was going to try for a little longer. “Stay right where you are. I’m not done with you yet.” He pressed another kiss to her lips before leaving to dispose of the condom. Staring at his reflection in the mirror, he was sure he could see the guilt reflected in his eyes.
“I’m not doing anything wrong,” he said, whispering the words. He just wished his gut
could tell him the same.
****
At the end of the week, Sydney was whistling as she assembled the latest hamper. She’d spent every night with Jason ever since Saturday. It was now Friday, and she didn’t know if she’d be seeing him tonight.
“Syd, telephone for you,” Tricia said.
Stepping away from the hamper, Sydney moved toward the back and picked up the phone. “Hello,” she said.
“Hello, little sis, you missed me?” Dawn asked, sounding particularly chipper on the phone.
“Wow, stranger, do I even know you?”
“Ha ha ha,” Dawn said. “You’re so funny. You should have been a comedian.”
“Whatever, so tell me what has given you the need to call me now?” she asked.
“What? I need a reason to call my loving sister?”
Staring out at the shop, Sydney answered. “Usually you do, yes. What’s up?”
“You’re not going to see me for a while.”
“Why?” Sydney moved out of the way so Ben passed without trouble.
“I’ve got to assist the boss on his trip to Europe. It sucks, but it seems my knowledge on the whole tax system has turned him on. He says he needs me, whatever that means. I can’t get out of it. I’ve tried.”
“You’re not coming around to my place then?” Sydney asked, thinking about talking with Jason. She had warned him that her sister liked to visit, and he hadn’t liked the thought of that.
“Don’t you want me around?” Dawn asked, sounding a little put out.
“You know I love you, dear sister, but you’re driving me crazy.” She ran a hand down her face as she thought about the truth.
“Are you picking a guy over me?”
“I met someone.” She admitted the truth to Dawn. If she didn’t, her sister would only find a way to find her anyway.
“Oh, you met someone. Tell me more? Was it a hunky guy in a need of a hamper? Maybe someone has come to taste more than your cake.”
Closing her eyes, she shook her head at Dawn’s enthusiasm.
“It’s that guy’s PA I was dancing with last Friday,” she said. “Jason.”
“Really? Wow, you are growing up with picking men in bars.”
“Shut up,” Sydney said, smiling at Tricia as she passed.