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Supreme Ch. 1 (Jennifer Lopez)
« on: October 17, 2022, 05:49:59 AM »
Supreme Ch. 1
Starring: Jennifer Lopez

Themes: Female Dominant, Cougar, Booty

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.

This story was written for a reader as a Patreon request. Special thanks to him for the themes and ideas. Much more to come for this series.



Miami, Florida

Light trails of smoke were visible near the window as a used cigarette was shoved into the round clear glass ash tray sitting on the table. Another disposed cigarette sat among ashes while a man blew smoke from his final drag before exposing it. Over the table was a cup of coffee that had been mostly consumed by this point. A newspaper was neatly folded and sat next to a smartphone. Outside the window, clear skies could be viewed through the clean glass, but the man's eyes were focused on watching the pedestrians walk over the sidewalk while his black Mercedes Benz was parked close by. The sun reflected down over the windshield of the car, almost blinding him from the corner of his eye. He glanced back down, raising the white disposable cup to finish off his coffee. Once he was finished, he placed the empty cup back on the table and grabbed his phone to check the time.

"Would you like a refill, sir?"

A voice called out from a waitress approaching close by. She wore a light blue apron over a white collar shirt and navy blue pants as part of her work uniform. The man turned his head, gazing at her before offering a friendly smile.

"No thank you, I've got to get going now."

Anton Montana was a regular customer on most weekday afternoons at the Red Heat Café. It was a small business on the outskirts of Coconut Grove, a good place to stop during the break hour before he resumed working at his daily job. 11:45 was the time currently displayed on the screen of his smartphone. He had to get moving, as Anton was the kind of man who preferred to be on time and in a hurry to his next task. The woman who had employed him and had been signing his checks for the past five years would be in need of a ride in the next half-hour. Like any other day, he wore a black blazer jacket over a simple solid-colored shirt, always tucked into a pair of stonewashed jeans. It was casual wear for the man who stood at a short height and had a slim build. Anton's face had a light beard and mustache with small dark hairs after three days of not shaving. His hair matched his dark brown eyes, slightly long going down past his ears and split down the middle.

As he clutched the black steering wheel of his Mercedes Benz, a gold Rolex watch was locked around his left wrist, visible beneath the dark cuff of his jacket. It was a symbol of status to anyone who had witnessed him in public, as the Benz was another sign that Anton belonged in higher society. The watch itself had been a gift to him only two months ago by the woman he could've referred to as 'boss'. She wrote the checks, supplying him with a healthy income that granted the best luxuries in life. Anton, now twenty-four, had been working as this woman's personal assistant for the past three months. It was comforting in the beginning to work with someone from his home borough of the Bronx back in New York City. Anton was of half-Puerto Rican descent, the second generation of his family to be born in the U.S. They had paid to send him off to a university after he was finished with high school. Anton planned to repay his parents in the future. By the time he had a six-figure income, he wanted to buy them a home in the Hamptons.

PR Management was where he found himself working after finishing two years at the Zicklin School of Business back at Baruch College. His dream was originally to work his way into some kind of company or corporation, utilizing his BBA degree to great potential. It was through a connection with a friend whose father worked as a lawyer with a PR firm, as the first foot through the door in what would become a career for Anton. Signing on with the company had forced him to move out to Los Angeles, where he worked as a publicist for Hollywood executives and later an actor who was moving through studios. It would be in this line of work where Anton met his future employer, the one he was currently in rendezvous to pick up during this time of the day. He didn't call her 'boss,' because she had a special nickname; instead, he called her Supreme. Whether it was Miss. Supreme or Lady Supreme, it didn't matter. The word was a title, registered on his smartphone instead of using her name.

When she did enter his line of sight, Anton smiled. He left the café and cruised the streets for a short trip. Coconut Grove had a local gym reserved with a premium membership for local residents. The price was no question for his boss. He pulled up in the parking lot, waiting for her as he had done previously when assigned to pick her up. Across the street, Anton noticed several photographers who had arrived early. They were undoubtedly given intel ahead of time to know when a Hollywood A-lister was leaving a public place. All he could do was roll his eyes at the sight of the men holding their cameras up, prepared to snap the first photographs of her stepping out. The building was painted white, with the shadows of palm trees cast over it, blocking out the sunlight. Anton did not have to wait long as the front doors opened and her bodyguard stepped out. He was a muscular bald man dressed in all black. Anton knew of him in passing as Dwayne.

His job was to clear the path as the paparazzi photographers rushed to the scene. They would usually line up and then attempt to encircle the woman. It must have been a technique they learned from their publication, or so Anton thought to himself. Within seconds, his boss stepped out of the glass doors in a two-piece red latex outfit. The color was brighter thanks to the sunlight glaring from her large gold lens sunglasses covering her eyes. The rest of her face was visible thanks to her long brunette hair pinned in a high ponytail. Dwayne waved his left arm as a silent warning to the photographers who backed off. Some of them yelled her name in the distance, as well as her nickname. 'J-Lo! Are the rumors true? Are you engaged?'. The camera lens flashed brightly, but the woman walked slowly as if she had no care in the world. Anton kept his right hand on the steering wheel. He moved his left hand to the console buttons to the door and unlocked the front passenger door for her to enter.

Jennifer Lopez carried a glimmering iced tumbler cup in her right hand. The diamonds gleamed in tiny spots in the distance. Her perfect, muscular-toned chest was visible thanks to the latex red top covering her breasts. Her leggings were pushed up beneath her belly button and her feet were tucked into a pair of white sneakers. A photographer moved behind her to try and snap a photo of what Anton referred to as her supreme booty. Dwayne stepped ahead, but he did not move to the black Mercedes car. This was routine for a gym work out day, as Jennifer liked to ride up front with Anton. Her bodyguard always trailed the car from behind as she was escorted home. Chatter among the photographers remained, but Jennifer still took her time walking slowly. She always displayed quiet confidence as part of her overall demeanor. A woman who fancied herself as a boss was worthy of all the respect Anton had for her.

"Good afternoon, Jen."

Anton greeted her after she pulled the passenger door open. Jennifer wasted no time slamming the door after sitting down on the grey seats. She pushed her tumbler cup down into the drink tray as she had done so many times before and then lifted her sunglasses higher on her head. Those beautiful brown eyes gazed in Anton's direction. Jennifer offered a smile, but she did not say anything. Jennifer was always quiet at first when Anton had to pick her up. Dwayne climbed into his black car that was parked close by. The photographers snapped their final shots before moving out of the way as Anton switched gears and peeled out of the parking lot. Back on the streets, he checked the rear view mirror just to make sure Dwayne's car was driving behind them in a single file line.

Pulling her seat belt over her chest, Jennifer leaned back and sighed in relief after it clicked into place. Anton kept his eyes on the road, watching traffic. He had learned from his time in L.A. that you could never take the paparazzi for granted. If a photographer felt brave enough, they would take to the streets in pursuit of capturing more photos to print in their tabloid rags or post on the internet. For them to know Jennifer was at the gym, Anton believed they were tipped off in advance. Judging by the outfit she stepped out in, he had to wonder if it was her idea. Jennifer knew how to manipulate the tabloids and other celebrity gossip news when she wanted to see herself in the magazines. Anton learned that Jennifer was a master at PR when she wanted to drum up some attention. It was one of the many reasons he saw her as a queen.

"Did you sleep well last night, sugar?"

With a smile, he nodded at her question.

"Yeah, but I could've slept a few extra hours, if you know what I mean."

She chuckled at his remark.

"And then you may have been late to pick me up. You know, I don't like a late driver."

Anton blushed at her reply. He tried not to look in her direction, but he could see Jennifer's smile from the corner of his right eye. The trip from Coconut Grove to Star Island would likely take an hour. They had to cross the MacArthur Causeway and drive past Palm Island first. Jennifer's home was situated on Star Island in a gated community where some other famous names resided. She sat quietly for a few minutes during the ride, resting her head in the palm of her left hand, which was leaning against the door. As he continued to drive, Anton felt her wandering eyes focusing on him. The way Jennifer looked at him sometimes, he could almost feel a sense of lustful hunger. At fifty-three years of age, she was old enough to be his mother, but that did not end his attraction to her.

This was not just any older woman. His boss was the infamous J-Lo. So many men must have fantasized about being in Anton's position. Sometimes he could not resist the urge to gaze in her direction when she was wearing a tight outfit like today. If he was not busy driving her, he knew deep down that he would be trying to take a peak at that supreme booty in her tight latex pants. Those photographers probably had no idea how lucky they were to snap images that would last forever. The more Anton thought about it, the more he had to wonder if Jennifer chose this outfit specifically to give the gossip tabloids something to talk about. On another thought, what if she was meaning to tease him? Sometimes Anton wondered about the interactions they had through the months while alone. He was too shy to make a move on her, but that did not stop Jennifer from time to time.


"So, what are you up to tonight, Anton? Got plans for anything?"

He shook his head at her question.

"I don't have any plans. I guess I was going to rent some movies and find something to watch."

"Oh really? Don't sound like you're expecting company tonight, Anton."

Tapping the brakes, he came to a stop at a red light. As Anton gazed in Jennifer's direction, he noticed the look on her face. She seemed to be studying his every move, looking at him with hunger in her eyes. It was 'that look', he knew from her in the past. If she did not appear ambitious, Jennifer certainly looked as if she could eat him alive. Anton forgot entirely about answering her question as he turned to look back at the traffic light. When it turned green, he resumed driving.

"If you're wondering why I'm asking, I'm looking for some company tonight."

Her words were enough to make him raise an eyebrow. Anton knew what she was referring to but was surprised she had any interest in him like that.

"And you thought of me?"

"Mmmmmmhhhhmmmmm."

Jennifer slowly nodded her head. For a moment, he glanced away from the road to see the grin on her face.

"But first, I think we need to talk about something."

She cleared her throat as he continued to drive. After a few moments passed, Jennifer spoke again.

"Do you remember the party we were at last week in South Beach?"

"Yes I do."

With a chuckle, Jennifer replied.

"I remember the dress I wore. I was leaned over the bar, and when I turned around I saw you... staring at my ass."

Swallowing his breath, Anton adjusted his left hand fingers across the steering wheel. This was not a topic he anticipated Jennifer bringing up in conversation. The memories of the party were still vivid in his mind. She spoke the truth, as he remembered the black dress she wore. It was rude of him, but he could not help gazing at her thick booty when she was bent over. Anton remembered the smile Jennifer gave him that night.

"I guess I owe you an apology for that, sorry."

"No, I didn't ask for an apology. I'm asking if you like my ass."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me right, Anton. I'll ask you again. Do you like my ass or what?"

Not expecting to be put on the spot like this, he took a deep breath. Jennifer had chosen quite the place to have such an intimate conversation. It was clear she trusted him enough to drive safely while asking such hard questions. Anton blushed. He could feel her eyes fixated on his face, as if she were anticipating his expression to change. All this time, he was trying not to think about her in such ways, as he focused his eyes on a black truck in front of them, reading the Vermont license plate before he replied.

"I like your ass, yes. What else can I say? It's supreme. Your booty is the best ass in the world. I mean, who's gonna bet against you?."

Jennifer giggled before curving her lips into a wide grin. Anton glanced towards her, breaking his eyes from the road for a moment.

"That's what I wanted to hear from you."

He chuckled, trying to prevent himself from blushing further.

"What do you mean? You don't think I'm lying, do you?"

"Oh honey, I know you're not lying. That's not the first time I've caught you looking at my ass."

Gripping the steering wheel tighter, Anton began to drive a little bit faster. The truck that was once in front had turned to the left, taking a different street. Soon they would be on the Causeway and he could drive at a faster speed.

"I also saw the bulge in your pants the other night."

Now she was turning up the heat with this dirty talk. Jennifer's voice was low, seductive, and with the right tone to show a level of authority. She did not have to outright say it, as she was reminded Anton who the boss was in this car.

"I'm sorry about that too, I know it was-"

She raised her left hand index finger, then loudly spoke over him.

"Shhhhh! No need to apologize. I didn't ask you for an apology, Anton. Matter of fact, I've been waiting to have this talk with you for some time."

As if she could not make him any more nervous, Anton was now breaking out into a cold sweat. He had to remind himself to focus on the road ahead and avoid the chance of an accident.

"Ben isn't with me right now, so maybe it's time I finally got some proper one-on-one time with you. Would you like to come up and see me tonight, Anton?"

He could not believe what she was asking him. Swallowing his breath, Anton felt so nervous as he nodded and answered her back.

"Yes, I would be honored."

From the corner of his right eye, Anton could see Jennifer nodding her head. He did not want to distract himself from the road as the black Mercedes was now moving behind an orange sedan.

"I knew you wouldn't disappoint me, honey."

With a chuckle, Jennifer spoke again in her seductive tone.

"I knew you wouldn't say no. The time has finally come for us to get more personal with each other. I won't be seeing Ben again until we're back in L.A., so you don't have to worry about him."

The name Ben was in direct reference to her recently wed husband, Ben Affleck. Anton had met him several times, but with his Hollywood career, he was often away from Jennifer. The time spent in Miami was considered off time for her. Ben was currently away working on a movie, but Jennifer would be reuniting with him in Los Angeles by the end of the month. For now, Anton did not worry about Ben. The other man in her life was not here, and this was a conversation for them. He was beginning to feel a little bit more confident as his hands were still gripping the steering wheel of the car and his eyes were focused on the road.

"Alright, so what do you want me to do, Jennifer? Do I stay after we get to your house?"

She shook her head, but he could only see the slight movement from the corner of his eye. Jennifer extended her left hand out, pushing her palm against his face. This caught Anton by surprise, but he did not jerk the steering wheel out of reaction as she caressed his face.

"You need to shave. You have a handsome face, but I can't have you looking ragged before we get intimate."

As she pulled her hand away from his face, Anton replied.

"Is that all?"

"You need a haircut too. I like my men with shorter hair, but that can wait. After you drop me off, go back home and get cleaned up. I'll text you later tonight when I'm ready."

So there it was. Jennifer seemed to have this planned before Anton had even picked her up, or so that was the impression she had given him. He could not help but wonder what kind of game she was playing with his emotions like this. She was keying in on the fact he had an attraction to her, and now he knew the feeling was mutual. The black Mercedes cruised the causeway bridge, only slowing down at the toll booth to enter Palm Island several minutes later. During that time, Jennifer sat quietly in the passenger seat. She left him to his thoughts, as Anton had to slowly come to terms with the fact that she wanted to have an affair with him. This was not just any older woman in his life. So many men could only dream of having this opportunity with J-Lo. It was a good thing he did not have a girlfriend right now. No woman was going to compare to what he saw in Jennifer as a goddess.

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6 HOURS LATER

After dropping Jennifer off at her mansion, it was a short trip back across town for Anton. When staying in Miami with Jennifer, he often checked in to a luxury hotel downtown. Sometimes he resided at her mansion, but it depended on the schedule and how she managed her inner circle of assistants and bodyguards. Working for Jennifer sometimes felt like having a place in some royal cabinet. She was the queen, and many men had to work in order to ensure her safety and happiness at all times. She demanded excellence, and Anton was of the belief that she deserved the best. Back at his hotel, Anton tried to fight off the nervous feelings he was beginning to experience from inside him. It had been over a year since he last dated a woman, but this situation was different. Jennifer would be having an affair, and he expected them to make an oath of silence together.

It was hard not to second guess the situation. He kept reminding himself of how lucky he was that Jennifer wanted him. On the other hand, Anton felt she was playing some kind of game with him. Were there other men in the past before him whom she had affairs with? Did she have a preference for younger men herself? So many questions ran through his mind while gazing at his reflection in the mirror. Since she wanted his face clean, Anton took the time to shave carefully without cutting himself. He had just got out of the shower after having dinner. Back in the bedroom, sunlight no longer poured out from the exposed window. The bright lights of Downtown Miami were sparking in the night by the time Anton received that text message from Jennifer.

"Be ready soon. Wear something easy to take off. XOXO"

Such a choice of words almost gave Anton nervous goosebumps. Jennifer made her intentions clear from that text. He quickly replied with a simple 'yes' and threw the phone down on his bed. To follow her request, Anton was certain that he would end up dressed silly, but it was not about what he wanted. A pair of blue gym shorts and a white T-shirt could easily be taken off. To complete his outfit for the night, he slipped on a pair of white flip-flops that he packed up just in case the opportunity came for a walk on the beach. His phone went off with another text message notification.

"I'm sending Tino to come pick you up. Wait outside."

Again, Anton replied with only a single word, 'okay', this time. Tino was another bodyguard he knew working under the payroll. Like Dwayne, he was quiet and had an intimidating physique. Another tall and muscular man, but with a brown mustache and slicked back hair. Tino was never seen without wearing a white or black suit. Anton decided against bringing his phone or any other belongings. He figured that he would be sleeping at Jennifer's home anyway. Stepping out of the hotel room, he took the elevator down and wasted no time stepping out into the night. Light poles illuminated the pathways of the streets where the glaring headlights of cars nearly blinded him. They all passed, except for one black Cadillac Escalade. Anton knew that the car belonged to the security team. The lights flashed before it stopped, signaling for him to get in. He hurried towards the vehicle and pulled open the back right side door.

"That was fast. I just got her text not too long ago."

Anton spoke as he shut the door and strapped in the seatbelt. He could see Tino's dark eyes from the rearview mirror, but the man did not utter any words in response. It never mattered what the job was, Tino remained the strong, quiet type. The overboard light soon faded and Anton was left in the dark as the Escalade navigated through the streets. The ride back to the Causeway was enough to eat off over thirty minutes of time with the city's lights blurring from the windows. Miami looked different at night compared to the other major cities Anton had traveled through alongside Jennifer. Much of it had to do with the bridges leading to South Beach and how the water looked in the darkness. It suddenly dawned on Anton that he had yet to check the time. No use in asking Tino what hour it was on the clock. Only the minutes it took to arrive for Miss. Supreme were important. When the Cadillac stopped at the toll booth leading to Palm Island, that was when Anton started to feel some nervous twitches in his legs.

Now was not an ideal time to begin feeling nervous. Not while the SUV was passing through the large open metal gates leading to her mansion. He swallowed his breath and glanced out the side door-side window of the SUV. It pulled directly into the garage, sitting next to a red sports car he had not previously seen. Tito turned the key, shutting the engine of the SUV off. A pop sound echoed as the doors were unlocked. Anton stepped out of the Escalade and into the garage. The white walls and brightly lit room were a welcome sight after riding in the dark. Tito took his time getting out of the driver's side, but made his presence known by slamming the door loudly. Anton expected to see Jennifer here, perhaps to greet him, but she was nowhere to be seen. After closing the door quietly, he stepped around the vehicle to find Tito. With a puzzled expression, Anton let out a sigh before speaking.

"Where's Jennifer?"

"She's waiting for you inside. If I were you, I wouldn't keep her waiting."

Tito pointed with his right hand to a door across the garage. He was directing Anton where to go, but he did not look behind him. As he turned the knob, Anton was met with darkness again. Lights covered the walls but were dimly lit. Despite this hinderance, a pathway was clear, leading up a flight of stairs and through another door. It seemed the entire house was dark with only low lights activated. Perhaps that was the way Jennifer wanted it. Anton began to feel as if he were walking into some other world, or better yet, her domain. He took his time venturing through dark hallways until he arrived in the living room. A voice rang from the distance, as he stood behind a couch.

"So you've come at last..."

There was no mistaking this voice for anyone else's. Anton felt his heartbeat raise as it was clearly Jennifer addressing him, but she was no where to be seen.

"I've been waiting for you, Anton. Come and find me downstairs, if you're brave enough."

A clicking sound was heard at the end of her speech. That told him that her words were broadcast from some kind of speakers in the living room. Perhaps she had a security camera that observed his entry. He stepped through the room before noticing a red light reflecting across the white walls. Someone had placed a bright neon-lit sign down a corridor, pointing him in the right direction. Even though he had been in this house numerous times, Anton never noticed this hidden stairway leading to an underground level. He gripped the railing in the dark and hurried down. The red glow from the neon light illuminated a white door with his shadow cast over it until he reached the knob. As he turned it, he heard her voice crackle in laughter.

"First door on your left, honey."

This time her voice was not as loud, so she must not have been using the speaker system. Down the stairs was a narrow hall with a door on each side and one facing north. To help him further, the left side door was already open and the light was clearly on. Anton stepped in and gazed forward to finally find Jennifer. His lower lip fell as he saw her standing tall in a pair of platform high heels. A lacy black bra covered her breasts and a matching thong. It looked almost identical to an outfit she wore in the movie Hustlers. Her long brunette hair was not in a ponytail anymore. The beautiful curls were split down the middle, flowing onto her shoulders. From the look in her eye, Anton was certain Jennifer was going to eat him alive. He had entered the lair of a goddess, eager for the right man to serve her.



"Take off your clothes."

That was a direct order, given the tone of her voice. If Jennifer had not already confirmed who was in control, she did at this moment. Anton pushed his flip flops off and then began to pull his shirt off as she stepped away from the far side of the room. He was so fixated on her perfect body that he did not notice the two high lamps sitting in front of the door and black leather couches pushed against each side of the room. A glimmer of gold came from around her face, revealing large hoop earrings that dangled from her lobes. The room was properly arranged to her liking. With his shirt off, Anton now saw Jennifer standing in front of her. She swiped her left hand across his face, caressing the skin.

"So you shaved for me."

Her lips slowly curved into a grin.

"That's a good boy."

Swallowing his breath, Anton did not break eye contact with her as he answered her back.

"Yes, Jennifer. You know I don't want to disappoint you."

He pushed his shorts down, standing in nothing more than a pair of underwear. Glancing down, Anton noticed that her toes were visible at the edge of her heels. It was the kind of pumps with the big toe cut out, revealing black paint across the nail. The floor was matted with dark red carpeting that muted the sound of her high heels. As he pushed his underwear down, Anton was distracted by the feeling of her warm hands cupping his face. She pressed her body against his and embraced him for a passionate kiss. He moaned as her tongue slid into his mouth, twisting with his own. Sharing a kiss with this special woman had long been a dream he never believed he would experience. That dream was now a reality as he was kissing her back with equal tenderness.

They began to trade kisses back and forth, with each one resulting in his cock growing harder. Jennifer moved her hands from his face and trailed her fingertips across his skinny chest. The more they kissed, the more Anton was eager to impress her. He took his time, dancing their tongues together before he felt her fingers pulling at the elastic band of his white underwear. She helped finish undressing him by dropping the underwear down to his ankles. It was when Jennifer wrapped her fingers around his cock did Anton finally moan into her mouth. She pulled their lips apart while twisting her right hand fingers tightly around his cock. Anton glanced down to see her clenched hand as she began to pump up and down, wanking him. When their eyes met again, Jennifer grinned before turning around. His eyes widened at the sight of her supreme booty.

"I've been waiting to get my hands on you for a long time, Anton. Tonight is gonna be a test to see if you can satisfy me."

His eyes were fixated on that world-famous ass. It did not matter Jennifer's age; that ass was still the finest in the world, at least to Anton. No woman had a booty that could match hers. The thong was sucked right up the crack, barely visible. She pulled him by his cock, forcing him to step behind her a few steps. Jennifer let go of his shaft to use both hands to pull the straps of her bra. She turned around and pulled it off her body, revealing her breasts. As he gazed at her boobs, she twirled the bra around her right hand, index finger. A grin ran across her lips, and Jennifer tossed the bra to the floor.

"Sit down, Anton."

She ordered him, and he obeyed. As he sat down, Jennifer's eyes focused on his face. His right hand found its way to his cock, unable to resist the urge to begin stroking it. Jennifer was not pleased by that action. She shook her head and snapped her fingers.

"You will stop that now. I'm the one grabbing your cock. I'm sure you've had enough time to jack off before today."

"Yes, Jennifer."

"We'll see how good you follow my orders soon."

Once again, she reminded him who was in control. Anton had the impression that Jennifer only accepted the best from a younger man like him. She was not going to tolerate any shortcomings. With his eyes focused on her body, Jennifer seemed happy to have his attention. She moved her hands to her hips, grabbing each side of her thong and then shoving it down. Before he had a chance to see her pussy, she turned around to reveal her thick booty. It slightly shook, a ripple moving across each cheek with this sudden bounce. Since he was sitting down, Anton believed that he was about to get a nude lap dance from this goddess. He swallowed his breath at the thought of her supreme ass nestling down into his lap. Instead of sitting on him, Jennifer turned around and spread her legs out. All of his attention went to her glistening wet folds.

"You want a taste of this?"

Carefully stepping out of her high heels, Jennifer's height slightly changed. She kicked her heels to the side while sliding her left hand down to her clit. Not a hair was in sight, as her mound had been freshly shaved. A fresh dew covered her wet folds. Anton licked his lips and nodded his head. Jennifer responded by placing her hands on her hips, ordering him in a stern voice.

"Then get down on your knees and come lick me."

Doing as he was told, Anton fell from the couch down to his knees. Jennifer took a few steps until her legs were touching the other couch on the opposite side of him. She had stepped out of the thong, leaving it discarded on the floor with the rest of their clothes. Anton stomped the palms of his hands down into the carpet floor and gazed up to see her towering over him. He could smell her moist heat, but wanted to take a moment to admire the beauty of her muscular body. Her tanned skin was so beautiful, he ran his fingertips over her legs and then embedded his mouth to her vulva lips. Jennifer exhaled before placing her right hand on the back of his head, as if to guide him into licking her. He did not need any further encouragement. Anton closed his eyes and slipped his tongue past the folds of her womanhood.

Deep down, he was somewhat nervous about this act of pleasure. There had been few opportunities in his past life to improve his skills at going down on a woman. At the same time, he had to remind himself not to disappoint Jennifer. He wanted to leave a good enough impression that there would be more nights like this in the future. As he snaked his tongue inside her, Anton kept his hands pressed against her perfect legs. He could feel her fingernails lightly digging into his long hair, knowing at any moment she could snatch him up. With his eyes still closed, he began to shake his tongue inside her before inching it back out. Jennifer closed her eyes and softly moaned. He was pleased to make her cry in pleasure like this, as the one sign that he was doing his job well. Pressing the palms of his hands against her legs, Anton caressed her skin before roaming them behind. He just had to grab those ass cheeks and give them a subtle squeeze.

"Mmmmmmm, that's it."

Jennifer moaned before her tone suddenly changed. She reached for his wrists and then spoke again.

"I did not tell you to touch my ass. You will earn the right to touch it if you're a good boy."

Her words were a stern warning, yet another reminder of who was calling the shots. She let go of his arms, allowing him to keep his hands to himself. Anton kept his tongue inside her, still thrusting it as he worked to eat her pussy at a slow pace. He felt one of Jennifer's hands pushing on the back of his head for a moment. She made a sudden adjustment, sitting down on the couch and raising her legs. This broke Anton's mouth away from her pussy for a moment. He had to make quick adjustments, moving closer to the couch. As he gazed up, he saw Jennifer's dark eyes glaring at him. She raised her legs, arching them over his shoulders. Without any hinderance, Anton pushed his mouth back to her juicy cunt and slid his tongue back inside her. She curved her lips into a soft smile, seemingly pleased at his submissive action.

"Just like that, Anton. Lick me nice and slow."

Closing his eyes again, he concentrated on eating her. Since his hands were no longer touching, he considered grabbing his cock and wanking himself, but decided against it. He had not forgotten Jennifer scolding him for that. Sliding his tongue deeper inside her, he shook it hard, causing Jennifer to moan loudly. In excitement, he began to thrust his tongue in and out of her pussy at a faster pace now. Breathing heavily, Jennifer suddenly squeezed her legs around his head. She cleared her throat and spoke loudly.

"Anton! Look at me!"

If the pressure of her legs squeezing his head did not get his attention, her voice certainly did. His eyes opened as he gazed up to see the face of his goddess. Jennifer did not look happy.

"I said nice and slow. Did you forget that?"

There was no way for him to answer her question with a mouth full of pussy. Anton resumed thrusting his tongue inside her at another slow pace. Jennifer's stern look faded into a happy smile. She lowered her left hand to play with her clit, rubbing it as Anton watched. He had to wonder if she was teasing him by pleasuring herself like this when he was not allowed to use his hands. He began to wonder if he would be licking her womanhood until she reached her breaking point, or perhaps Jennifer had other ideas in mind. She kept her legs locked around his head, still holding him in place as the soles of her feet lightly touched his back. Anton's efforts with his mouth were rewarded with a serenade of her moans in pleasure.

"Mmmmmm, that's how I like it. Don't ever forget it. I like a man to take his time when he's licking me."

She moved her left leg out from his shoulder first, then the right one. Now that Anton was free to move his face away from her thighs, Jennifer raised her right foot and then gently pushed it against his chest. This caught him by surprise, as he was now looking at black painted toenails.

"Did I do good, Jen?"

Anton felt the need to ask her while feeling her cold foot up against his chest. Little did he know she was studying his reaction. Grinning widely, Jennifer nodded before she replied.

"You did get a little too excited, but you're a good boy. You listen well."

He glanced at her face for a moment, then back at her foot. Jennifer raised her big toe, as if to tease him.

"You like my feet, Anton?"

"Yes, they're beautiful."

A devious laugh cracked from Jennifer's voice.

"Mmmmm, I know you do. I've caught you staring at them so many times. I bet you would love to feel them wrapped around your cock. I'm sure you've thought about it before."

His eyes widened after her words. Jennifer moved her foot away from him. Since he was still situated on her knees, she was able to stand and spread her legs. He expected her to make use of her feet after her last statement, but Jennifer instead turned around. She swung her giant booty in his face and then ran both of her hands back to spank both cheeks. Anton sat there in complete amazement at her epic booty.

"You've earned the privilege to touch my ass. Go ahead and give it a good squeeze, honey."

While gazing at the immense size of her booty, it was easy to lose track of time. Anton raised his hands and pressed them against her ass cheeks. He squeezed hard, watching his fingertips sink down into the soft firmness of her skin. This was the most supreme ass in all of the world, he thought to himself. Absolute perfection that could never be replaced.

"This is the best booty ever."

"You think so, Anton?"

"No, I don't think so. I know!"

He squeezed her ass a second time, pulling the cheeks apart to study the crack. Jennifer bent over, pressing her hands down against the back rest of the couch.

"Since you love my ass so much, would you like to eat it?"

"Oh, I'd be honored to do that!"

She had to know that was his reply, at least Anton told himself.

"Show my booty some lovin', then. Since you didn't try to spank, you've earned this right. Eat it and enjoy yourself, honey."

Spreading her legs out further, Jennifer leaned forward and her ass cheeks pulled apart slightly. Anton helped pull them further apart. He considered making a cheesy joke about parting those cheeks like Moses splitting the red sea to find her dark little hole. On second thought, he chose not to say anything stupid. As he gazed at her dark little hole, he bit his lower lip and then snaked his tongue out. Jennifer closed her eyes, now resting her chin on her left hand palm as she slowly smiled at the feeling of his tongue wiggling around her dark little hole.

"Mmmmmmm, now that's a good boy."

His hands were still pressed against her booty cheeks, squeezing them hard as he worked his tongue inside her ass. Anton had to remind himself not to spank that ass, no matter how hard the urge was. Here he was with his head pushed into one of the most famous asses in the world. The privilege of doing this was enough to appreciate the moment. As he continued to eat her ass, Jennifer began to roll her hips. Before he could realize what was happening, Anton felt his face smothered with her booty. She was twerking, rolling her hips to make that ass clap up against his face. It proved difficult to keep his tongue inside her dark little hole, so Anton pulled it back and raked his tongue down the crack so he could enjoy this wonderful moment. Jennifer continued to roll her hips, now grinding her ass into his face.

This had to be the second best choice besides having her sit on his face. Anton was confident Jennifer would be doing that later, but not now. He moved his hands away from her ass, now freeing her booty cheeks to continue smacking and rubbing up against his face. All this time, he could feel his cock hard as a rock, desperate for attention. It took everything inside him to fight the urge to grab hold and begin stroking, but he managed to control himself. When Jennifer stopped twerking, Anton pressed his hands against her ass cheeks again and raked his tongue up the crack. He did this again, and then a third time, before he finally finished. Exhaling a deep breath, Jennifer glanced from across her right shoulder as if to look down at him. She then turned around, grinning as he was still on his knees after all this time.

"You've spent enough time on the floor, honey. I think we need to trade places now, so get up!"

She snapped her fingers after ordering him. Anton immediately stood up as Jennifer fell to her knees. She fixed her hair with her left hand, swiping it as one of her hoop earrings shook. Her big brown eyes leered at him as she reached for his cock with her right hand.

"This is all mine tonight. I haven't had a strong, young cock all year."

Twisting her fingers around it, Jennifer began to pump her hand up and down. Anton gasped in reaction. He watched her flash her pearly white teeth in a full grin while shoving her hand down to the base.

"Look at how your cock is jumping around in my hand! Mmmmmmm, yeah! Are you excited, Anton?"

Quickly nodding his head, she knew the answer to her own question. He stood there, dropping his lower lip as she pushed his cock between her lips.

"Oh my god!"

Anton cried out in pleasure, feeling his dick throb in her warm mouth. Jennifer squeezed her lips around it and wasted no time bobbing her head up and down. She sucked the first few inches of his shaft before pulling it from her lips with an echoing pop noise.

"I hope you don't blow your load too soon, cause I'm just getting started."

Jennifer spoke as she began to pump her right hand again, jacking him off nice and hard. Her fingers were so tight around his pole, Anton felt that her grip was a reminder of who owned him now.

"I'm gonna give you the best blow job you've ever had in your life. If you continue to be a good boy, I've got some great reward for you in the end. But you can't cum before I'm ready. You hear me, Anton?"

Her hand was still stroking his cock with each word Jennifer spoke. Anton quickly nodded and answered her back.

"Yes, I hear you!"

"I hope you listen real good, cause I can't have you wasting your cum this early. Young men like you have so much stamina to keep going all night long. Keep that in mind. You don't wanna tire yourself out too soon."

By the end of her speech, Jennifer had slowed the movement of her hand. She smirked and winked at him before sliding his pole between her lips again. Those big brown eyes never looked away from his face as Jennifer began to devour his shaft. She used her left hand to grasp his balls below, giving them a subtle squeeze while she sank his cock deeper into her mouth. He groaned, letting out a loud moan that echoed in the small room. Jennifer's eyes never glanced away, still locked on his face to burn this memory into his mind forever. Here he was with the one famous woman he desired more than anyone else, on her knees and blowing him. All by her rules and her say so. Jennifer took her time, keeping only her thumb and index finger wrapped around the base of his cock so she could suck it deeper into her mouth.

It was easy for her to devour his shaft. Anton was well aware that if Jennifer truly desired it, she could force him into an orgasm before he was ready. She was that skilled at sucking dick. So far, this was definitely a better effort than the other times in his life he received oral pleasure from a girlfriend. Jennifer unhooked her fingers from the base and then used both hands to press down into his legs. Her earrings dangled and shook as she was now sucking faster. Her head continued to bob up and down with her lips nearly reaching the base. Anton grunted, gritting his teeth as he let out groans of pleasure. Her gag reflexes were top tier, as Jennifer not once made any gagging noises. Muffled moans escaped her mouth instead, adding to the superb feeling with her beautiful eyes still focused on his face. Jennifer closed her eyes when she buried her lips down in his pubic hair, forcing the head of his cock to reach the back of her throat.

"Ohhhh!! God!!"

Anton cried out in an ecstasy of pleasure. So far, this was the greatest test to not explode from her sucking him. Jennifer easily deep-throated his entire length. Just survive somehow, he told himself. It was not a simple task, but for the life of him, Anton was determined to not cum yet. Jennifer pulled her lips back and extracted his cock from her mouth. Several saliva strings dangled from her lips back to his shiny, drool-soaked cock. She bit her lower lip, flashing the front row of her teeth with a devious grin. Jennifer was not done toying with him yet. Anton watched her wrap the fingers of her right hand back around his cock. She squeezed it while lowering her head down to his hanging nut sack. Anton soon felt her tongue slathering his balls in drool. Jennifer used her left hand to help herself, feasting on his nuts that she was now sucking loudly.

Taking a deep breath, Anton moaned aloud. He studied Jennifer's hand as she gripped his cock like she owned it. She was still slobbering all over his nut sack when she raised her index finger off his cock and began to pump it only with four fingers. Slow and steady, her hand wanked his shaft while Anton could hear the gargling and sucking noises from her mouth still working over his balls. When she finally popped them out of her mouth, she began to kiss his nut sack. One, two, three kisses and then she raised her head back up. As their eyes met again, Jennifer pushed the head of his cock back into her mouth. He expected her to resume sucking, but all she did was loudly slobbering on the head. Little did he know that a string of drool was dripping from his balls. At least he could see the smeared drool on her chin.

"Sit down for me."

Jennifer ordered him, but not in the stern manner she had earlier. Anton sat down and watched as she positioned herself between his legs. Jennifer let go of his slobber-soaked dick, roaming her hands through her hair. He was unsure of what she was doing at first, until he noticed those shiny gold hoop earrings dangling in the front. Jennifer fixed her hair into a loose ponytail. This would keep her hair out of her face while she was still sucking his cock. She gripped his cock again with her right hand and shoved it against the left side of her face.

"I doubt you've ever had anyone suck your dick as good as me. Look at you. You're trying so hard not to explode."

With a grin, she taunted him with more dirty words.

"I know that look. You think you're the first young man to look so conflicted while I'm enjoying a nice... hard... dick?"

She snarled the last words, gritting her teeth to let out a growling moan while his cock was still pressed against the side of her face. Anton was beginning to experience her more dirty side. Jennifer squeezed his cock again.

"Oh! Look at that! Jumping all around for me! Mmmmmmm, I think you want it back in my mouth, don't you, Anton? I know I ain't done sucking this dick yet."

With a grin, she parted her lips and began to flick her tongue across the head. Slowly pumping her hand down, each time the head poked up, Jennifer licked it. After four licks, she moved his cock and then leaned forward.

"Do not cum in my mouth."

That stern voice returned. Anton was beginning to grow familiar with the way Jennifer spoke with authority. Her eyes left his face as she guided his cock back into her mouth. This time, she pushed it deep down her throat with no hesitation whatsoever. Just survive somehow. Those were the three words Anton had to remind himself of. The gold hoops shook as Jennifer pushed his cock all the way down her throat.

"Ohhhh god!!"

Clenching his fists, Anton groaned and gritted his teeth. He was praying that he did not accidentally explode in her mouth. Jennifer did not make matters easier when her mouth began making slobbering noises. She pressed her hands onto his legs, allowing herself to deep-throat his entire length at her desire.

"GWAK-GWAK-KAH-KAH-KAH!"

The noises grew louder with each passing second. Her earrings shook and moved, and her eyes remained closed. Exhaling a deep breath, Anton screamed.

"DAMN IT!! OHHHHHHH GOD!!"

Closing his eyes, Anton was holding on to dear life, trying so hard not to cum. Jennifer continued to devour his cock, still slobbering and slurping on it as drool now leaked from the corners of her mouth. He groaned again, almost positive that his breaking point was seconds away. Just survive somehow, he reminded himself again. Right when he felt he was about to cum, Anton opened his eyes to see Jennifer's big brown hues glaring back at him. Only the head of his cock was pushed between her lips, until she released it with a loud sigh. More saliva strings dangled from her mouth back to his shaft. The entire length of it was soaked in gobs of drool, dripping down into his ball hair. Jennifer exhaled and then spit another wad of saliva on his shiny pole. She smiled before laughing at him.

"Oh, Anton... Drop the face and relax, honey. I'm not gonna torture you any longer. I know you wanna cum real bad."

She winked and left his cock along as it sat against his chest, covered in her drool. When Anton glanced down at it, he was not sure if it was her spit or his pre-cum oozing from the head. Jennifer wiped her mouth and then pressed her hands down onto the floor.

"I'm impressed. For a moment there, you had me thinking I was gonna be swallowing a hot load. You were wailing and moaning so loud for me, mmmmmm. Music to my ears, honey."

Leaning back on the couch, Anton closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. She may have been taunting him with her choice words, but it was true. Jennifer had him crying and moaning at her mercy with her oral skills alone. She toyed with him in a way that no woman could. As he kept his eyes shut, Anton suddenly felt something cold pressing against his thighs. He opened his eyes to find Jennifer's feet pressing near his cock, prompting him to immediately sit up. She used her hands, pressed down into the carpet floor, to elevate her legs up and move her feet towards his cock. His jaw dropped when considering what she was about to do to him. He did not have to guess; it was evident when she pushed her left foot over his wet cock.

"I did say I would reward you if you didn't cum in my mouth."

She winked at him while grinning. Anton slowly smiled as he watched her move her feet to trap his cock between them. Her left big toe rested under the head of his shaft. She curled it to rub her toe against the head before adjusting her feet to properly hold his cock between them. It was difficult for Jennifer to find the perfect position while balancing herself on the floor, but Anton was witnessing her decades worth of experience in dancing put on full display. Slowly, she moved her feet up and down, wanking his cock between them.

"You like that, Anton? You like how my feet feel against your cock?"

"Ohhhh man. You know how to surprise, Jennifer."

Slowly, she rubbed her feet against his shaft. This was a good chance of pace from her sucking him. Anton was certain that he would not be able to last another minute in her lovely mouth if she wanted to suck him again. With this next position, he was able to buy off more time for the next acts. He believed that she would soon be fucking him. A woman like this, no doubt was going to be on top and he saw no problem with that. Moaning to her, Anton raised his hands and spoke.

"May I touch your legs?"

"Yes, you can!"

Jennifer smiled wide, speaking again.

"I see you're beginning to learn a thing or two about respect. You should always ask a woman before you do something."

For a brief moment, he blushed and found himself laughing. Her right toes curled around his cock, allowing him to feel the tips brushing up the side of his length. Jennifer then pushed her left big toe under the head, curling it as if she were pressing down on it. Anton watched as he moved his hands to caress her legs. Jennifer spoke again.

"You do know what I am planning next, don't you, Anton?"

Her feet continued to rub against his shaft as he replied.

"Yeah, I think so."

"So you think you've figured it out? Go on and tell me."

Nodding to her, Anton swallowed his breath before speaking up.

"I think you're gonna fuck me next. You're gonna get on top and ride me."

Curving her lips into a full smile with her teeth, Jennifer nodded.

"Very good, Anton. See, you're a smart man after all. I like that."

Giving his cock one final rub with her feet, Jennifer pulled her right foot away first. Her left big toe pressed the head one last time before she moved her other foot. Anton sat there and watched her climb up from the floor, now standing in front of him. She placed her hands on her hips, gazing down at him as if he were her prey. Everything had been building up to this point. Jennifer spoke her next orders while pointing her right index finger at him.

"Listen to me, Anton. I'm gonna ride you until I reach my climax. But I don't want you to cum inside me. Got it?"

He nodded at her.

"If you're a good boy and can hold yourself back from cumming inside me, I will reward you again."

This was going to be a difficult task. Anton considered her words before speaking again.

"That's gonna be real hard with you on top of me. Maybe there's something I can do to tell you if I'm close so you can get up."

Jennifer raised her finger and began to wag it left and right. While wagging her finger at him, she slowly shook her head.

"I'm in charge. If you want to do this again, you need to keep impressing me. You have no idea what reward awaits you if you can pass my test."

Pressing her hands against his chest, Jennifer shoved him back and then lifted her left foot. Anton moaned as he rested his back against the couch, watching her foot sink down into one of the cushions. He knew she was climbing on top of him, ready to sink his cock into her juicy pussy. In an attempt to help her, Anton reached down to hold his cock upward for her to line up. Jennifer raised her other leg and then reached for his shaft herself. She pulled his hand away from it, replacing his fingers with her own.

"I know I keep saying I'm impressed, but I really am. The last three men before you never lasted this long."

She licked her lips after speaking. Jennifer carefully lined his cock up, pushing the head against her wet folds. Anton was gazing at her breasts. All this time, he had yet to touch her tits but knew to ask for permission first.

"Jennifer, can I touch your boobs?"

Before replying to him, she sank her pussy down on his cock. Anton immediately groaned as he felt her inner warmth wrapped around his shaft. She raised her arms, flexing her elbows to move her hands behind her head. After pulling her hair from the loose ponytail, Jennifer grabbed his arms. She pushed his hands over her breasts as a quiet way of answering his question. Anton squeezed them, feeling her hardened nipples poke into his palms. With her hair free to sway all around wildly, Jennifer leaned forward and began to roll her hips.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah! Here we go!"

He closed his eyes while hearing her voice. Again, Anton squeezed her boobs as he felt his cock moving inside her pussy. Jennifer pressed her hands down over his shoulders, lightly grazing her fingernails across his skin. As she rolled her hips, Anton felt the desire to begin bucking his hips to meet with her thrusts, but he held back. She was in control. The supreme booty goddess had called every shot so far tonight, and Anton knew his place.

"I'm gonna ride you like a wild horse! You're my stallion tonight, Anton!!"

Her hair swayed in front of her face. Jennifer pulled her right hand back to fix the hair in her eyes as she was slamming herself down on his cock harder now. Smack. Smack. Smack. The sounds of their bodies hitting together were mixed in with the chorus of moans and cries of pleasure. Jennifer's choice words put an image in Anton's mind. He remembered her wearing a white cowboy hat in a music video. If not for how hard she was fucking him, he would have made a remark about her wearing it. He gritted his teeth, groaning and grunting. His hands slipped from her breasts and found a spot on her hips. Jennifer then grabbed his wrists a second time, moving his hands back to her breasts. She gritted her teeth, snarling as she continued to pound her pussy down on his cock, riding him even harder.

"Oh god! Ohhhh, ohhhhhhhhh!!"

Anton cried out loudly. The couch was now hitting up against the wall from behind. Jennifer continued to fuck him at this fast pace. It was as if she owned him and was fucking him so dominantly to prove a point. Anton knew after tonight, he was hers. There would be no other woman in his life who could compete with the supreme queen. Her big booty cheeks smacked down on his balls, creating a smacking noise in a steady rhythm that went clap, clap, clap. She gritted her teeth, snarling and growling. Jennifer's hands pressed against his chest. Anton was curious if she could feel his heartbeat beneath her right hand. She began to moan out, calling to him.

"Ohhhhh yeah! Mmmmmmmm, yeah!!"

Jennifer threw her head back, still slamming herself down on that hard cock as she screamed his name.

"You like that, Anton!? You like how I ride you!?"

"Yes, Jennifer! Ohhh god, don't stop!"

She was so close to reaching her climax. Anton could feel it with each thrust she made. In her juicy vulva, his cock pulsated. Just when he thought her mouth was almost too much, having his cock in her pussy was already proving to be a much greater test. It would be easy to give up and shoot his load inside her. The thought of sharing an orgasm with Jennifer was almost too good, but Anton kept thinking of three specific words. Just survive somehow. That's what he kept telling himself as she continued to pound herself down on him. Over and over, Jennifer continued to roll her hips and slam herself down. She panted, groaned, and cried in pleasure. Anton squeezed her breasts hard one last time and closed his eyes, praying that he did not explode inside her as her climax was initiated.

Just survive somehow. Easy words to think about, even harder to live by. Anton's eyes opened wide as he gasped at the feeling of her love nectar flooding his cock from within. Jennifer cried out, but did not say any words as her fingers slid up his sweaty chest and she kept her head raised. She came to a halt with her movements, allowing his cock to sit idly in her pussy as Anton felt the rush of her orgasm. He began screaming uncontrollably, whimpering as he tried so hard to hold back from exploding inside her. Just knowing he was able to experience this feeling with her, of all women, made the task even harder. No matter what, he did not want to disappoint her. His face scrunched up as he gritted his teeth and groaned. Anton could hear Jennifer exhaling and trying to catch her breath. She cooed softly while raising herself up, to slip his cock from her pussy. As his eyes opened, Anton watched the gush of excess juices squirt from her womanhood.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah. Just when I think I've seen it all, you manage to impress me again."

Jennifer was not the only one out of breath. Anton felt as if he were holding on to dear life to prevent his cock from exploding. He had survived her mouth and pussy so far.

"I thought for sure you would end up cumming inside me. You're the first man since before I turned fifty to last this long. I wish I had known sooner that you had this potential, Anton."

She flashed her teeth at him while standing up.

"Before we finish, I just want you to know, I want to do this again. I could train you. I could mold you into being my best man on the side, all before you turn thirty."

Unsure of what she was talking about, Anton simply nodded. Jennifer grabbed his right hand, pulling him up from the couch.

"I know you're ready to explode. You've had to wait all this time, but I did promise you a reward, honey. You've proven yourself to me."

Once he was standing, Jennifer let go of his hand and then turned around. She pushed her giant booty out as she pressed her hands down on the other couch and spread her legs. At first, Anton was unsure of what she was hinting at. But the way she presented her most famous asset to him, he soon realized what it was. She glanced at him from across her right shoulder, smiling wide.

"I know this is what you really want. You've proven yourself to me to be worthy of taking my ass."

Letting out a heavy sigh, Anton smiled at her.

"Jennifer, I don't know what to say..."

"I know, honey. Of all the men who wished they could fuck my ass... You Anton, have proven yourself worthy to me. I only let the best cocks find their way in my ass."

Like the times before, she winked at him, then flashed her teeth in a full grin.

"Since you've been such a good boy, I want your cum dripping out of my ass when you're done."

That low, seductive voice had returned. So this was it, Anton thought to himself. After years of dreaming about this, he was going to be fucking one of the most famous asses in the world. Better yet, it was J-Lo, who he believed to have the greatest booty ever. He stepped forward and gripped his cock. When she turned her head forward, that was when he shoved it up the crack. Jennifer moaned and began to roll her hips, twerking on his dick.

"Mmmmmm, yeah. Come on and fuck my ass, Anton. You have no idea how much you're gonna love it."

She stopped twerking, as he was tempted to spank that ass, but restrained himself. Anton remembered Jennifer telling him he had not earned the right to spank her yet. He placed his hands on her cheeks, pulling them apart to find that dark little hole. To think that he had previously eaten her ass and was now getting to fuck it, was an amazing reward. Anton cried out in pleasure as he watched his cock push into her ass.

"Oh my god, I can't believe I'm doing this. This is-"

Jennifer cut him off in his speech.

"You better believe it, cause you're fucking my ass now! Come on and slam me in the ass!"

This was the most energetic Jennifer had appeared throughout this entire night. The best had truly been saved for last. Anton blinked his eyes, needing to do a double-take as he watched half of his cock disappear into her ass. The inner tunnel was tight but felt different from her pussy. He placed his hands on her hips and then began to thrust into her ass. Jennifer raised her head, moaning softly.

"Mmmmmm yeah! That's it! Fuck my ass!!"

Anton was not sure how long he would last, but he was certain that he would give Jennifer all he had. He had no plans of stopping until he exploded in that ass. He groaned and grunted, watching her thick ass cheeks bounce and shake each time their bodies hit together, creating smacking sounds. Jennifer brought her left hand back and spanked her own booty to tease him. Anton could not help himself as he began to yell uncontrollably.

"Ohhhhh god! Ohhhhhhhh, man! Jennifer, you're the best!! THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!"

He cried his words out to her, now thrusting harder and faster. Over and over, Anton bucked his hips to pump inch after inch of his cock into that booty. She moaned as her breasts bounced and shook underneath her. Those big gold hoop earrings were also bouncing around as her hair swayed.

"That's it! That's it!! Fuck my ass, Anton! Ohhhhhhh, yeah!!"

Smack. Smack. Smack. His balls slapped against the undersides of that powerful ass. Anton was almost in tears at this point, his face scrunched up as he gave Jennifer every last thrust he had. Over and over, he continued to drive his cock in and out of her supreme booty as his legs began to shake. A powerful orgasm was looming. Anton moved his hands away from her hips and watched the movement of her booty cheeks. This was it. He could not take anymore, but at the same time, Anton did not want to stop. Thrust after thrust, inch after inch. He groaned and began whimpering as his cock erupted deep in her ass.

"OHHHHHHH, GODDDDDDD!! YESSSSSSS!!"

His screams were loud, echoing outside the room and down the hall. Despite this feeling, Anton still managed two final thrusts into that ass before pulling his cock out. He stumbled backwards, falling down on the couch opposite of where Jennifer was bent over. Out of breath and feeling weak in the knees, he sat there and watched her slide her hands over that glorious booty. Jennifer pulled her ass cheeks apart, allowing his cum to drip down the crack. She began to giggle, as if she knew his eyes were watching. So much cum dripped out of her ass hole, flowing like a waterfall down the crack before falling to the carpet below. The sight was so beautiful. One of the many things they did tonight that he would never forget. No words were needed as Anton sat there, feeling as if he was about to pass out from exhaustion. A deep sleep was needed after living the greatest night of his life.

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1 WEEK LATER

The car doors slammed shut in the distance. Chatter was heard among the many people coming and going through the airport. The sound of high heels stomping was heard much louder than any other shoes of the people stepping through the gates. One woman made her appearance known, though few people had recognized her so far. The paparazzi were late on arrival to catch Jennifer Lopez's departure from the Miami International Airport. Dressed like a boss in black pants and a matching jacket that covered her body, Jennifer let her fashion make a statement. A black outfit complete with sunglasses and her hair hanging in a high ponytail. Standing behind her was her latest side man. Anton wore sunglasses, but not the same kind his boss was wearing. His hair had recently been cut short, after she suggested it was needed.

A long talk was in order after that night they spent together. Jennifer told Anton she had 'big plans' for him. He quickly found out that her ideas did not involve an affair hidden from her husband. The door had been opened into her true inner-circle. Anton was the latest young man in a line of others who had been deemed 'worthy' enough for her. Together, they would fly to L.A. and reunite with her husband. Some business needed to be taken care of regarding some upcoming projects. So many questions he had were silenced, as Jennifer only told him to trust her. She offered Anton the opportunity to be trained in the art of love. He had the stamina and potential that she preferred. He believed her that he needed a mentor in the form of an older woman. This next plane ride would feel much different than the last, riding alongside his supreme queen.

TO BE CONTINUED
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flawed_existence

Re: Supreme Ch. 1 (Jennifer Lopez)
« Reply #1 on: October 18, 2022, 11:47:34 AM »
I love when you write about JLo. She is one of your best choices any time. I'm amazed how often you write her and can come up with different scenarios that make them all unique.

The build up was great with the man walking into a dark house and having to go downstairs. That build up was special, setting the stage for her dominance. If not for the supreme ananlogies, I would think JLo could be called a man eater in this one. She took Anton for all he was worth and I wish I could've been him in the story lol.

This series has a lot of potential, curious where you will take it now.
 
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Nikko

Re: Supreme Ch. 1 (Jennifer Lopez)
« Reply #2 on: October 20, 2022, 09:16:56 AM »
"J-LO"!!! Supreme enjoyment! Great new story with Jennifer Lopez!

I had to stop reading several times to wipe the sweat from my forehead, it was so intense and really immersive, I immersed my head in it and the rest too ;)
You write JLo so well, the script is excellent and very well done, you can feel the work in it, everything is good. Reading and seeing Jennifer as a dominant woman is something really exciting and even realistic at the same time, I see her like that from time to time depending on who she is with. This chapter n°1 is exquisite, perfect and really I I can't wait to see where the sequel will lead her. She literally devoured Anton but it was too good, very well written and we can say that she knew how to play with her 'loot'. Every time she promises him a reward is so perfect! This new series with J-Lo is great, in my top. Perfect!

Thank you, thank you very much !!
 
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Re: Supreme Ch. 1 (Jennifer Lopez)
« Reply #3 on: October 22, 2022, 10:25:55 AM »
I signed up just to leave a comment here. Ive been reading your stories for years and you never disappoint when JLo comes up. You always write epic stories with her and that amazing booty.

When is the next chapter coming?
 
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Re: Supreme Ch. 1 (Jennifer Lopez)
« Reply #4 on: October 23, 2022, 12:16:42 PM »
Huge thanks for the kind words, I truly appreciate it. J-Lo is one of my favorites to write, as many know by now.

Next chapter will be coming in November, but I'm also trying to get out a new BBB or Hustlers and Players. It all comes down to how busy I am with Patreon between stuff offline.
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VSM14

Re: Supreme Ch. 1 (Jennifer Lopez)
« Reply #5 on: October 25, 2022, 01:39:10 AM »
In one word: wow.

This was a real treat I did not expect from you. When you write JLo, I am always tuned in to see how you capture her prowess. You wrote something of a cougar theme in the Big Booty Bitches series, but this is truly special.

I loved how in control she was with this young man. She was guiding him so well. It's always the little details in your stories that catch the eye. The little stuff like the part where he moved his hands off her breasts to her hips, and she moved them back. I love these tiny details. Stuff like that is how your stories have always stood out from others.

You are hands down the best person to ever write JLo. I hope one day you explore a lesbian scenario with her.
 
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Re: Supreme Ch. 1 (Jennifer Lopez)
« Reply #6 on: November 10, 2022, 10:50:05 AM »
Now that was a real dominant performance from JLo and a hell of a cougar story. I want to see where this goes.
 
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Cadeauxxx

Re: Supreme Ch. 1 (Jennifer Lopez)
« Reply #7 on: November 21, 2022, 06:43:57 PM »
I loved how in control she was with this young man. She was guiding him so well. It's always the little details in your stories that catch the eye. The little stuff like the part where he moved his hands off her breasts to her hips, and she moved them back. I love these tiny details. Stuff like that is how your stories have always stood out from others.

You are hands down the best person to ever write JLo. I hope one day you explore a lesbian scenario with her.

Thanks for the kind words. The hand thing just came to mind as I was writing it. He moved his hands and she had to move them back.

As for writing a lesbian story with her, I am open to it. I thought of doing Mariah Carey, but right now my focus is on my main JLo series. She gets a lot of love from me and deservingly so!
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Re: Supreme Ch. 1 (Jennifer Lopez)
« Reply #8 on: December 08, 2022, 02:26:59 AM »
I see I'm going to have to up my cougar story game with this hanging around fantastic work
 
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Re: Supreme Ch. 1 (Jennifer Lopez)
« Reply #9 on: January 26, 2023, 06:00:29 AM »
I see I'm going to have to up my cougar story game with this hanging around fantastic work

Thank you, kindly. I have many more ideas for JLo this year!
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