Rebound (Jennifer Lopez, Jessica Alba, + MORE)

[Cadeauxxx]

Rebound Pt. 1 Get Right
Starring: Jennifer Lopez

Themes: Romance, Dancing, Cougar, Dirty Talk

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 is a new series I am writing that takes place after JLo's recent divorce and into 2025. As per the themes, expect romance with a heavy touch of dirty fun. I am open to requests on Patreon if anyone is interested. This is entirely my ideas in this series with some inspiration from friends. Hope you all enjoy.



New York City, New York

Shadows moved across the red brick wall pattern in the back of the room. Several outlines of people made it into a big blob with round shapes at the time in the form of heads. The sound of hands clapping followed with cheers that were louder than any small talk made by strangers in the crowd. All attention was focused on the lone man standing on the stage. A smile ran across his lips as he nodded to the crowd. Behind him was a neon sign glowing in green and blue colors in the shape of a martini glass and waving hand. The decorations were put up at the last minute to make up for the lack of lights above the stage. All that mattered to the select guests in the audience was that DJ Trent Mack was in the house for tonight only.

Born and raised in Harlem, Trent had made a name for himself thanks to family connections in New York's elite circles. He wasn't searching for fame or money. All of it was easy for him to overlook from being born in a family that already had status. His dark skin was visible under the neon lights that made his white pinstripe suit glow. Underneath the jacket was a blue shirt and white tie. Someone commented earlier in the night that he was dressed for eighties night despite picking hits from only twenty years ago. In front of him on the stage was a workstation with vinyls, a keyboard, and a microphone. He was paid a few thousand dollars for this gig at a private club in the middle of the big city. All the guests were by invitation only. It came down to knowing a special someone who rubbed shoulders in elite social circles.

The crowd was made up of less than twenty people. Everyone who managed to get in from the guarded front entrance was connected in some form or another to the film or music industry. Elite social circles in New York were comprised of people with deep pockets in real estate, fashion, or another industry connected to entertainment. Trent had been hired out to many parties throughout the years for the rich and famous. Every last one of them was behind closed doors at a place where paparazzi photographers couldn't find them. Some people liked to joke that the locations for these events were hidden in plain sight. Tonight's event was upstairs in an apartment building in the Lower Manhattan area. A smaller room was ideal for a party with few guests. Drinks were served on the far side of the room away from the stage near a wall of four blue velvet couches that were lined together.

Outside the room, there was a different booming sound that didn't belong to any bass enhanced speakers. Jennifer Lopez stomped her heels across the white tiles. She held her head high with blonde locks at the end of her brunette hair waving past her ears. Below her face was a gold necklace that matched a bracelet on her left wrist. She wore a buttoned-up, collared white shirt under a black jacket. It matched with a pair of stonewashed blue jeans that hugged every curve of her marvelous legs. Her legendary booty was hidden by the ends of the jacket extending below her waist. It was unzipped, showing off her shirt. The first three buttons were undone to give a subtle hint of cleavage. Her casual outfit would've been complete with a pair of sunglasses during the day. They were not needed at this time of night.

As she shoved her phone into her right pants pocket, Jennifer felt confident about tonight. Last year was a roller coaster ride for her. It started with the highs of releasing a new album, documentary, and musical film to go along with it. By summertime, Jennifer expected to be on tour. She found herself in a divorce as she split from her recent husband, Ben Affleck. Just like all those other times when she married, Jennifer expected it to last forever only to be disappointed. She fell back on a film project to keep her mind off the pain. At the end of the year, she was feeling fearless to go out into the world. After the split from Ben, Jennifer moved back to her home of New York. She spent a few months calling people and putting the word out in social circles that she wanted to be here instead of living in L.A. Now that she was fifty-five years old, Jennifer thought it was best to go back home instead of hanging onto past glory in California.

Men came and went in her life, always leaving her in the end. With this recent divorce, Jennifer had plenty of time to sit in solitude and think about her life. Many mistakes had been made over the course of her life. She believed that her biggest weakness was falling in love too fast. Some of her close friends had criticized her approach to relationships in the way she liked to tie them into her career. But that was a deliberate choice that gave Jennifer much pride. As the months went by, she thought it was best to approach dating again with the purpose of a rebound. For once in her life, Jennifer was afraid of how this would end. Her greatest fear was approaching the age of sixty without a companion to live with. Friends had tried to set her up with dates around Christmas and New Years Eve, but they didn't go far beyond talking.

Jennifer knew when a man was worthy of her time. Love at first sight was something she believed in. Some men had a look to them that captivated her. She dismissed her friends' attempts to set her up with dates. Jennifer believed that once she found the right man, it would come naturally. Maybe she would meet someone tonight who was worth this long trip across Long Island. She was already thinking about the drive back to her Hamptons mansion. Upon reaching the door into the party, Jennifer gripped the knob and welcomed herself in as a new song began to play. She glanced across the room, smiling at the people dancing. She recognized several people who were unaware of her presence so far. A tall black man greeted her with a smile. She returned the favor, stepping past him. As she located the bar, Jennifer strutted her way to the small drink stand. A young, blonde haired woman in a black dress was the bartender of the night.

"Want a drink?"

Shaking her head, Jennifer smiled before replying.

"Not yet, I just got here. What kind of drinks are you making?"

"Everything you could ask for with a dosage of fine alcohol."

The bartender giggled at her words. Jennifer stood there for a moment looking at the row of bottles sitting on a counter behind the girl. All the usual poisons from whiskey to vodka and gin. Since she had just arrived at the party, Jennifer wasn't in the mood for a drink. No martini or cocktail for her. As she stood at the bar, another woman came to greet her.

"Jennifer! You made it!"

The voice came from Rita, one of her longtime assistants who worked with her agent. Jennifer smiled and greeted her friend with a hug. The other woman was full-figured with long, curly black hair and brown eyes. She wore a black dress with silver glitter that flashed under the lights.

"Hey Rita! I told you I was coming tonight. I needed to get out of the house and have a little fun."

"You came at the right time. Trent's already gone through three or four songs. He's getting the room all worked up. Maybe he'll play one of your songs now that you're here."

She blushed, laughing at her friend.

"I would love that, but not sure I want to take the spotlight tonight."

Rita looked at her funny, rolling her eyes.

"Don't say that, Jennifer. You are by far the most famous person in this room. If anyone should be on stage, it should definitely be you."

While they stood there, Jennifer noticed the couches off to the side near the wall. There was a slim man sitting alone wearing a pair of black pants and a gray T-shirt. His hair was brown, extending slightly past the tip of his ears. Jennifer locked eyes with him as she noticed that star-struck expression on his face. She knew that look all too well from fans who were shocked to be within the same room as her. Raising her left hand, she smiled wide as she waved at the man. He swallowed his breath and returned the smile, waving his hand.

"Come on, Jen! Trent ain't gonna see you from way back here!"

Rita yelled as she took Jennifer's left hand and pulled her towards the crowd.

"We don't have to be in a rush."

Jennifer sighed in frustration after her reply. She didn't even have a moment to study the man's face, but she found him alluring. Whoever he was, Jennifer hoped he would still be in the back of the room by the time she returned. Rita dragged her through the small crowd of people until they reached the front of the stage, then she let go of Jennifer's hand. Trent was dancing in front of his table with both hands hovering over the controls while an instrumental song played. It was difficult to make out what the song was with R&B style beats and piano. Rita clapped her hands together and whistled to get the man's attention.

"Yo Trent! Look! Look who's here!"

She pointed a finger towards Jennifer and finally caught the man's eye. Trent's eyes widened for a moment before he gasped and smiled. He reached for the microphone attached to the workstation and pulled it from the handle with his right hand.

"We've got a special guest in the house tonight! Jenny from the block has come to see us!"

No matter how many times she was called by that nickname, it had Jennifer blushing now. She laughed, smiling wide as Trent stepped by and offered her a hand to pull her up on the stage. Some people clapped, others cheered. The reaction wasn't as loud due to the small size of the crowd. Jennifer ignored his hand and instead walked around the side of the stage where she could help herself climbing the small steps. Old friends from years gone by hugged. Trent leaned in, whispering into Jennifer's right ear, 'It's been a long time, Jenny. I was hoping you'd show up, I've got something for you', she pulled away from him to reply.

"What do you have?"

He stepped back to the workstation and grabbed a stack of vinyl records off to the left side. He shuffled through them until he stopped on a black record with a red sticker in the middle. It was her single release of 'Get Right'.

"I've got the instrumental on the B-side if you want to sing it."

Without any question, Jennifer nodded to answer his question. This was happening so fast, only minutes since stepping in the room, but she felt energetic about this.

"Listen up!"

Trent yelled into the microphone and continued.

"Standing on stage with me right now is the one and only! JLo!"

Clapping, cheering, and whistling followed after the greeting. Jennifer stood on the stage, pointing both hands to herself.

"She's gonna sing a classic one for us. Live and uncut, twenty years on this track!"

As he handed the microphone to her, they exchanged a smile. Trent stopped the vinyl on his turntable and removed it. Jennifer looked over the small crowd as he placed the record onto the silver spinner. She exhaled and swallowed her breath as he moved the needle into the groove. A few seconds later, the sample of Maceo Parker's saxophone riff played loudly through the speakers in the room. The familiar song caused a few cheers. Jennifer saw some people in the audience holding their phones to record this event as the song began. Once the bass beats kicked in, she held the microphone out and began swaying her hips. She followed the bass, ignoring the intro of the song and timing her introduction directly into the first verse.

"You're looking just a little too hard at me.
Standing just a little too close to me.
You're saying not quite enough to me.
You're sipping just a little too slow for me.
No doubt you play it real cool, homie!
Got me thinking, what is it you do for me?
Trippin' a little more than I should be.
So let yourself go and get right with me!"

The end of the verse led into the chorus. Jennifer turned to her side, swinging her free arm as she began shaking her hips. The tightness of her jeans prevented her booty from shaking. She held the microphone directly close to her lips with her right hand, singing the lyrics over the song.

"I'm about to sign you up, we can get right!
Before the night is up, we can get right!
Ohhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh, woah! We can get right!
I'm about to fill your cup so we can get right!
Before the night is up, we can get right!
Ohhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh, woah! Tonight!
Ohhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh, woah! We can get right!"

The crowd clapped their hands in the pace of the beats. As Jennifer moved her hips in sync to the music, Rita raised two fingers to her lips and whistled loudly. The roar only helped get Jennifer in the mood. This was the kind of environment she thrived in. A place where she could dance the night away. As the song continued, she didn't bother singing the short post-chorus. Instead, she pulled her jacket off and slung it to the stage floor. Her eyes scanned the crowd as she waited for the next verse. Off to the right side of the stage, she spotted the man who was previously sitting on the couch. He had made his way to the front of the stage clapping his hands, eyes glued to her every move. Jennifer was excited now as she sang the next verse directly to her mystery man.

"Your lips talking 'bout I, play too much!
Can't a woman take advantage of what she wants!?
My hips moving, oh, so slow!
Bar tab looking like a car note!"

Still singing, she slid on her knees and pointed directly at the man. The pitch raised in her voice, making her notes belt out with more power as she looked into the man's eyes.

"All I need is you here right by my side!
Take whatever you want, baby, let's ride!
And whatever you won't do, let me decide!
Just put your name on the dotted line!"

Back to the chorus, she quickly turned her back and got up. Shaking her hips, she leaned forward enough to make her ass slightly bounce in the jeans. Had she known beforehand that she would be dancing tonight, Jennifer would've picked something better to make her booty jiggle. Tight jeans made twerking a difficult task not worth the effort. As the chorus played, she didn't bother singing along to it and instead held the microphone up.

"Sing with me!"

A few voices echoed in the faint distance with the correct lyrics. Jennifer's back was still turned to the crowd as she pranced to the other side of the stage. Trent was clapping his hands and stomping one foot, keeping the crowd in the groove. Her eyes scanned the crowd again, and once Jennifer found the one guest she was fixated on, she smiled at him. Hips swaying, hands clapping. She waited until the song moved to the bridge and then fell down to her knees again, singing directly to him.

"So much we've gotta say, but so little time.
And if tonight ain't long enough, don't leave love behind.
Don't leave this love behind...
Baby, take my hand, I'll show you why."

She extended her hand out to him as their eyes met. This was a test of bravery to see if he would make a move. His left hand reached out, gently caressing hers. Jennifer was impressed. This man had balls, she quietly thought to herself. If he was willing to touch her hand, there was no excuse for him not to talk to her after she was done with this performance. Tonight was shaping up to be one of fun memories to be made. As the chorus went on, Jennifer got up and walked back to Trent. She didn't bother singing the rest of the song. Her mind was going in another direction that made her lose focus entirely on dancing and singing.

"Thank you everyone!"

As Trent turned to her, she handed the microphone back to him and gave the DJ another hug. Jennifer strutted her hips, exiting the stage as he began speaking into the microphone.

"That was JLo! We just witnessed a legend among us tonight!"

After leaving the stage, Jennifer wanted to avoid the crowd gathered around the stage. She slipped past the people, ignoring her friend who was still there. Nearly running away to the bar, she let out a sigh at the young man greeting her with another friendly smile.

"I take it you're in the mood to have a drink right now?"

Jennifer erupted in laughter at the question. She saw the bartender turn her attention to someone else stepping directly behind her.

"Whatever she wants, it's on me for the night."

Turning to look, it was the same man from earlier who had Jennifer's attention. She smiled as their eyes met, and he spoke again.

"You made my night with what you did on stage. My name's Henry Matto."

"I don't think you need an introduction from me. You already know who I am."

He chuckled at her reply.

"Yeah, that's true. I can't believe this is how I ended up meeting you. I've been thinking about this day for a long time."

She raised an eyebrow at his words.

"Should I know you?"

Another laugh followed before he replied.

"Yeah! I'm the guy whom your people hired out to redesign your website last year."

"Oh! That was you!?"

Nodding his head, he continued.

"Yeah, that was me. They never told me if you liked it or not. Last time I checked online, it was still up, so I take it that I did a good job."

"I loved it! You managed to get something from all of my career in there."

The bartender interrupted their conversation by tapping her fingers on the counter.

"You should both drink something before you talk yourselves hoarse."

Henry chuckled as he reached into his pocket to get out his wallet.

"What will it be, JLo? I want the honor of buying you this drink."

"Get me a blueberry margarita."

His eyes shifted back to the bartender.

"You heard the lady. She knows what she wants."

"And what do you want, Mr. Smooth?"

"One shot of bourbon is good enough for me. Just put two ice cubes in it, please."

As he spoke, Jennifer studied his appearance. Henry's casual wear gave the impression he wasn't a man with much money to his name. She was puzzled to see him on the couch earlier as he stuck out among the other people at the party. It made sense that he was connected as a website designer. Jennifer remembered when she made the phone calls ordering her team to redesign her site. At the time, she was thinking about the tour coming up and felt so proud with the release of This Is Me Now. The signs were there back then that her marriage wasn't going to last, but she didn't want to believe it. All that was in the past now as she watched the bartender fix their drinks and place them on the bar. Jennifer took hers first, then watched Henry grip his glass with his left hand fingers.

"Come sit with me and talk. I'd like to know more about you, Henry."

"I'm flattered that you of all people have an interest in me."

She took his hand as they approached the couches. Some people were seated, couples talking, and others playing with their phones. Jennifer took Henry to the far side where they could have some privacy to sit together. Her left shoulder brushed against his right arm when they sat down. He sipped his drink while Jennifer leaned back on the couch and crossed her legs.

"So where are you from? My team didn't tell me anything about the guy they hired to do my web page."

"I'm from Brooklyn. My family is from Bensonhurst."

His answer made Jennifer smile wide, flashing her full teeth.

"Oh! You're homegrown talent then."

Henry smirked as he nodded his head at her. Jennifer raised the glass to her lips, taking a large sip of the drink. Bensonhurst was an Italian neighborhood. It dawned on her that his last name told her of his ancestry.

"Is your family Italian?"

"Yeah, I'm the fifth generation."

"Have you ever been to Italy before?"

He shook his head. Jennifer took another sip of her drink, almost finishing it.

"I have more than once. It's a beautiful place. So tell me something Henry, how old are you?"

"I'm thirty-two."

Now she was interested in him for sure. His clean shaved face made him look slightly younger. On first guess, Jennifer would've believed he was in his mid twenties.

"I like a man who's older than thirty-one."

"Is there a reason why?"

"Yes, I like a man who takes responsibility and is mature. I'm old enough to say that I ain't your mama."

Henry blushed, unable to hold back a wide smile. Jennifer was toying with him in the way she was flirting. She could've told him about the age gap between them would make him old enough to be her son, but there was no need. He raised the glass, finishing his drink after she made her point. The entire time he sat there, Jennifer kept her eyes fixated on him. She didn't sense him to be intimidated by her at all. Henry appeared to be fearless of her, which was making a strong impression. The party was no longer of any concern. It served as a backdrop for what had now become a date night.

"Since you came here alone, I take it that you don't have a girlfriend."

"You've guessed right."

Jennifer moved her legs and got up. She pointed at his glass, speaking again.

"Are you done with that?"

"Yeah."

"I'll go put it up, I don't want to drink anymore either."

She suddenly remembered that her jacket was left on the stage floor. Jennifer didn't care as she could now turn her back to Henry and let him see the full strength of her booty stretching out her denim pants. As she strutted her hips by the bar, she could feel his eyes focusing on her ass cheeks rubbing together with each step. It was easy for her to tease a man when she was interested. Rita was waiting for her at the bar, smiling wide.

"Aren't you glad you decided to come tonight?"

"Yes! I'm having a great time tonight!"

Another person stepped close by, holding their phone out for a selfie photo. Jennifer looked at the phone, holding two fingers as the peace sign as the phone flashed. After the picture was snapped, another person stepped in with a phone in their hands. Jennifer gave a smile to greet them as she stepped away.

"It's nice to meet you all, but excuse me. I need to check on my friend."

When she reached the couch, Henry was gone. She stood there for a minute, glancing around the room to find him. Why would he get up and walk off? It had to be less than five minutes of her interacting with strangers in the time span. He couldn't have just up and disappeared like this. Jennifer stepped around the room, searching for him with her eyes. The man had vanished like a ghost. Jennifer sighed, feeling disappointed that he would leave her like this. She walked back towards the stage, hanging her head low for a moment. When she looked up, Henry was standing in front of her smiling as he held her jacket.

"I think you forgot this!"

Jennifer looked at him and snatched her jacket from his hands.

"What's wrong?"

"You could've sat there and waited for me!"

"You looked busy with those people, so I wanted to do something nice for you and retrieve your jacket."

Letting out a sigh, Jennifer placed her hands on her hips. She caught herself before getting angry. When she saw him looking scared of what she would say, that made her stop. Coming to her senses, Jennifer nodded.

"I'm sorry, Henry. I thought you were walking out on me. I'm being rude, chastising you like an angry mother. Forgive me."

She made him blush again. It was impossible for Henry to contain the smile on his face as he looked into her eyes.

"Well, it was rude for me to just take off. But I was trying to do something nice. You don't have to apologize, it's okay. I'm just happy I got to meet you tonight. I can finally go to sleep at night knowing I met JLo."

"Please call me Jennifer."

The tone of her voice was low, making her statement more personal. Henry looked into her eyes as she slipped the jacket back on. It was clear that she liked him. Had he been an ecstatic fan, she would've probably given him a piece of her jewelry as a souvenir to take home. Jennifer had other plans for this young man. Something about the way he looked at her when they first met gave her a good feeling before she went on stage. Without any reasonable doubt, she knew she met her match for a rebound.

"So um, Jennifer..."

"Yes?"

"You wanted to know stuff about me. What about you? What are you doing with yourself these days?"

Biting her lower lip, she looked at him for a moment before sighing.

"Well... I'm not really doing anything with myself these days."

"Really? I figured you would be busy in Hollywood or something."

"I think I'm getting too old for Hollywood."

Henry laughed at her, shaking his head.

"No, don't say that. You are JLo. Did you hear what that DJ called you on stage? Legend! You can never be too old. I've got a goddess standing before me right now!"

Raising a hand to her face, Jennifer tried to hold back her laugh. She didn't believe it was possible, yet the young man made her blush with his words. Henry stood there, smiling wide at her reaction.

"I'm glad you think so! You're a real charmer, Henry. Listen, I have to head back home soon. It's getting late, and I don't want my driver to be stuck in all the midnight traffic. Are you busy tomorrow?"

"No. Tomorrow is Saturday, and I usually sleep past noon to start my weekends."

"Do you work a nine-to-five during the week?"

"Yeah, starting on Monday morning. That's the regular life for guys like me."

Jennifer stepped closer, taking his hand. As they walked towards the exit door, she continued their conversation.

"I live in the Hamptons now. I moved back to New York last summer. You said that you're from Brooklyn, are you still living there?"

"No, I have an apartment in Queens I'm renting right now."

As they reached the door, Jennifer opened it. She stepped through first with Henry following behind her, still holding her hand. In the hallway they had some privacy, where she was able to stop and look into his eyes as she let go of his hand.

"I'm free tomorrow with nothing to do. How about you come over and spend some time with me?"

"Wait, you're asking me to come to your house for a day?"

She slowly nodded her head while gazing into his eyes. Jennifer curved her lips into a devious smile. Her face alone was an invitation. The expression was done with the sole purpose of making his imagination run wild with dirty thoughts.

"I can have my driver pick you up tomorrow morning or sometime in the afternoon after you get your lazy ass out of bed."

Her voice shifted again in a low, yet authoritarian tone of voice. Henry chuckled at her remark, Jennifer carried on.

"Give me your phone."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out the flat screened smartphone. Henry swiped the screen to turn it on while Jennifer held her hand out for it.

"Give it to me so I can give you my number."

As soon as he placed the phone in her palm, she took it. Henry watched her pull up the address book and then input a number. She handed it back to him a few seconds later.

"When you get up, I want you to text this number. Can you do that for me?"

"Yeah, sure."

"I will be expecting it. I'm not doing anything tomorrow, so if you want to impress me with something, all you have to do is text."

"What are you gonna do after that?"

"My driver will come pick you up to take you back to my place."

She bit her lower lip, then continued.

"Once you come here, we'll spend the day getting to know each other on a more personal level."

Turning her back to him, Jennifer began to walk off. She strutted her hips like before, pushing her hands into her pockets while she guessed the young man would be taking a peek at her ass.

"Nice meeting you tonight, Henry. I hope to see you tomorrow."

"Don't worry Jennifer, you will."

Boom. Boom. Boom. Her heels stomped loudly across the floor as she exited the hall. Henry was left there to consider the lucky chance of a lifetime that fell into his lap tonight. Jennifer wasn't in the market to date another A-list star. She found what she was looking for, not even realizing that she would be attracted to a regular man like him. The one thing that drew her to Henry was the fact he had balls. A valiant man who took chances was more useful than a submissive man who would worship her. Jennifer had no doubt that he would text the phone number she gave him. She could see from Henry that he was the type of man who took risks and would jump on this opportunity. For a man like him to date a woman of her status and fame did not come often. She was even more impressed by the fact that he attended the party in hopes of meeting her. Maybe it was a sign to restore her faith in the old belief of love at first sight.

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1 DAY LATER

The morning breeze couldn't have greeted Jennifer anytime soon as she crawled out of bed at the crack of dawn. At 6 AM, the sun had yet to rise. Inside her lavish mansion, the temperature was high enough to bring relative comfort. She did her morning routine with a shower and light exercises. By the time she moved to the kitchen to begin cooking breakfast, her phone went off with a text message alert. She grinned to herself knowing who it was without looking at the screen. Jennifer felt a smug sense of satisfaction to send Henry off last night with dirty thoughts in his head. She could only guess the wild fantasies running through his mind from how they flirted last night. He displayed a strong sense of courage that let her know he wasn't going to pass this chance up to spend the day with her. Jennifer believed he had strong potential to be her next boyfriend.

By 11 o'clock she sent off her bodyguard to pick up Henry. This gave Jennifer plenty of time to prepare herself for the day. Upstairs the bedroom was prepared for them to have fun. She had the white sheets fixed up. Behind her bed were two windows covered by black curtains and shades. Jennifer pulled them back to allow the sunlight to illuminate the entire room. The wooden floorboards were brightened by the light. Red rugs covered the floor around the bed and her makeup stand. Jennifer opened her closet to break out a favorite outfit from last year. Henry would only get to see if he played his cards right. She adjusted the white straps over her shoulders before nestling her thick booty into the plush seat of a small chair across from her makeup table. Jennifer pulled her hair up and fixed it into a high ponytail. It was one of her signature hairstyles, only to be completed with fancy, gold hoop rings dangling from her ears.

The next piece of jewelry she chose was a set of gold bangles that snapped over her left wrist. Since there was no need to wear rings anymore, Jennifer chose arm wear. A proper gold bracelet glimmered in the light as she snapped it over her right wrist. The next thing she did was apply light makeup and pink lipstick. A fur coat adorned with a leopard pattern hung on her closet door. Jennifer got up and grabbed the jacket, smiling as she ran her fingers through the soft texture. It was large enough to conceal her body, hiding away this special outfit as she used every button. She finished dressing up by slipping her feet into a pair of white high heel pumps that showed her toes. They were freshly painted with black polish covering her nails. Now she was prepared for the date, regardless of the fact they weren't going out in public. When she liked a man, Jennifer dressed to impress.

Leaving the bedroom, her heels stomped loudly across the wooden floor as she moved down the hall. Photographs hung from both walls, some of them in black and white to feature the more intimate memories of her family. Ever since moving back to New York, Jennifer felt more in tune with her surroundings. It was good to get away from the bright lights and fast life in Hollywood. She considered moving back to Miami, but New York remained where her heart was. She remembered those thoughts while stepping to the front door of her mansion. Jennifer turned the gold doorknob to open the door and gazed out. All the trees on the street were naked, sporting no leaves as a sign of winter. She was thankful there was no snow this week. As Jennifer stood there, she saw her black Bentley pulling into the street. A smile ran across her lips as the driver pulled beyond the open gates leading into her driveway.

Brick walls covered the exterior of Jennifer's house, creating a subtle privacy fence that was tall and had multiple cameras attached. The gateway was made of black metal bars with a cursive L letter in the center. A gravel driveway led a short path to her garage. Behind the white door was a fleet of four vehicles. The main Bentley usually sat parked in the driveway, always ready at any time she needed to call a bodyguard to be her chauffeur of the day. Jennifer stood there in the doorway, watching as the car pulled up and stopped. The engine shut off, and then the right side back passenger door opened. Henry stepped out, the wind blowing through his brown hair as he gazed around the large yard. Jennifer waved from the front door, but he didn't notice her at first. As he began walking around the yard, she opened the screen door and waved again.

"Hey there, Henry!"

He wore a black leather jacket zipped up with his hands pushed into the pockets of his blue jeans. Henry stopped walking and smiled at Jennifer, raising his right hand to wave back at her.

"Come on in, it's cold outside."

"Cold? This is just normal weather for us around this time."

She giggled at his joke as he stepped across the stone pathway leading to the entrance into the house. Jennifer stepped aside to allow him an entry into her home. The two doors quietly shut behind him after he entered.

"Take your shoes off. I've got the heater running so we'll be nice and warm."

Her heels made loud booms across the floor as Jennifer left Henry standing in the narrow hallway. He followed her instructions, slipping off his shoes to stand in his pair of socks. A coat hanger was sitting in the left corner. He slipped off his jacket, wearing only a white collared shirt underneath. After hanging the jacket, he followed her footsteps. His eyes widened at how large the living room space was. Jennifer's home was massive, far larger than the small apartment he lived in. The walls were all white to match the interior design. Off to the right, he could see into a large room with a television mounted on the wall. The couches were white velvet, matching the color of the walls. From where he stood was a large spiraling staircase leading upstairs. The steps were unpainted, revealing a dark wood color that went along with the handrail.

"You like my place?"

"I've never been in a house so big before. It's freaking huge."

Jennifer knew the truth in his words. She was aware of that surprised look that people gave when they stepped into a place like this, far removed from their own lives. Henry made her remember how simple her own life was before she reached the A-list level of fame and success.

"Want something to eat? I don't mind cooking."

Henry blushed as he shook his head.

"I'm not hungry. I had breakfast before your bodyguard picked me up. But I do have to show some respect for a woman who doesn't mind cooking."

She smirked, moving closer to him. Jennifer reached for his hand and felt the cool breeze across his left palm. Their eyes met as Henry allowed her to pull him closer.

"Do you like it when a woman holds your hand?"

"Yes I do."

They walked together, entering the lounge space his eyes glossed over seconds earlier. Jennifer led him to sit down on one of the couches, and then she let go of his hand.

"I'm thinking of this as our second date."

"Well then, I'm flattered to get another date with you. I take it you had fun with me last night."

With a smile, she nodded to his words.

"I sure did. I'd like to get to know you better."

"There isn't much to me. I'm a pretty boring, regular guy. My life is nowhere near as exciting or interesting as yours."

"That's not what I mean. I'm interested in learning what kind of man you are."

He didn't expect her to push the conversation into a more personal zone this early in the day. Jennifer was picking up where she left off with their discussion last night. As Henry leaned back on the couch, she continued speaking.

"So far I like what I see. You've got the confidence to lead. I don't like men who just sit back and expect a woman to do all the work for them, if you know what I mean."

"I think I do, Jennifer."

"I'm not looking to play mama for a man old enough to be my son. I like a man who knows what he wants and isn't scared of me. You showed some bravery last night. I liked that."

There was a different word Jennifer almost said besides bravery. She was thinking of him having balls but didn't want to use that kind of language yet. Mentioning the age gap between them was important for him to understand. As she looked into Henry's eyes, he nodded before replying.

"I know exactly what you mean. I can imagine that you'd expect men like me to be scared to approach you, given you are rich and famous."

"Right. But you weren't afraid. That's what I like about you."

"When you got on stage, I wanted to be up front. I figured it might be the only time I get to see you perform, even if it was at a little party like that."

Now she was the one blushing with a wide grin across her face. Jennifer got up from the couch and spoke.

"Want something to drink? I have my own cocktail brand called Delola. Have you tried it?"

Henry shook his head.

"No, I'm not much of a drinker. Do you have anything like Pepsi or maybe a Sprite?"

"I don't have any of that in the fridge. But I do like that you were willing to turn me down for some alcohol. I'll tell you what, I'll make us some fresh tea."

As he sat on the couch, he watched Jennifer leave the room. The fur coat extended past her ass, preventing him from seeing those epic booty cheeks rubbing together with each step she took. He didn't follow his instincts to get up and follow behind her. As Henry sat there, his eyes glanced over the large room. Every corner had the same white paint, including the ceiling where a large chandelier hung. The lights were off due to the sunlight filling the two large windows facing the couch. Henry glanced down at the coffee table and saw his reflection. To sit alone in this large room made him feel a slight panic within minutes. Henry got up and wandered to the kitchen. In the center of the room was a large bar, where he could see a sink across from it with a small window above. Jennifer stood close by, twirling a straw in a full glass of tea. The pitcher sat next to another glass she made that also featured a long straw. She looked up, smiling at him as he stepped in.

"I take it you're thirsty now?"

"I got lonely in the other room."

"Oh really? I was only gone maybe ten or fifteen minutes."

She teased him with a grin. Jennifer stopped twirling the straw in her cup and lowered her head. As her lips squeezed around the end of the straw, she guessed whether Henry was fantasizing about her sucking on something. The young man didn't utter a single word as he grabbed the other glass and sucked her freshly brewed tea from the straw. She watched his eyes blink, eyebrows raising from a strong impression. Henry released the straw from his lips to speak.

"Damn, that's some fine tea you've made there."

Jennifer took another sip and raised her head.

"I told you it was gonna be fresh."

"It's more than that. How did you know I preferred it sweet?"

He was openly flirting now. Jennifer was eager to play along.

"I didn't. I just took a guess."

Henry drank from the straw, depleting an inch of the cup as he swallowed it down. Jennifer noticed his eyes wandering over her before he spoke again.

"I love the fur coat. It makes you look like a queen."

"Thank you. This one isn't as big as my white furs."

"Is that tiger patterns?"

"No, it's leopard."

He grinned, flashing his teeth at her.

"That fits you. A wild cat. If we had been alone last night from the party, I think I could've made you purr."

Her lower lip fell in slight shock at how blunt his words were. While she praised his courage to approach her last night, Jennifer wasn't expecting Henry to be this upfront with his words. He succeeded in making her all the more excited to move away from teasing and let her body do the talking.

"Are you thinking about what's under this coat, Henry?"

She replied in a low voice, gritting her teeth beneath her lips. Henry nodded as he moved closer. Jennifer reached him by throwing her arms around his neck and leaning in for a kiss. He opened his mouth and moaned at the feeling of her tongue sliding in. As he tasted her, his hands wrapped around her. Jennifer pulled away, looking into his eyes. She couldn't wait any longer. Her own desire was too much to hold back. Jennifer grabbed both sides of her coat and pulled them apart, popping off several buttons that flew to the floor. She revealed her outfit underneath. A one piece white swimsuit with thin straps clinging to her shoulders. Her cleavage was on display, but Henry's eyes narrowed on her thighs, where he could see a small wet spot where her pussy was hidden. He grinned, stepping closer as he threw his arms around her. Jennifer pushed her lips against his and kissed him hard.

That began another round of passionate kissing. Who would be in control was the true question of this moment. Jennifer responded to his moves with her own. As their tongues moved against one another, Henry's fingers caressed her curves until he found her ass from behind. Jennifer moaned into his mouth when she felt his strong hands squeezing her plump cheeks. She broke the kiss, pulling away from him so she could turn around and show him her booty. The swimsuit was designed with a V at the bottom, exposing the bottom of her powerful ass. A faint gasp was all she needed to hear without any words. In this outfit, Jennifer was able to spread her legs and make her cheeks clap. She rolled her hips, twerking for his eyes only. Henry stood there and watched, unbuttoning the front of his pants. That noise made Jennifer stop and turn around. She reached for the waistline of his pants and pulled him closer. Henry kissed her again, but only for a brief few seconds. She pulled their lips apart to speak in a low, seductive voice.

"Follow me. We'll take it off in the bedroom."

"Lead the way, babe."

From the kitchen, she marched out of the room and to the staircase. Henry was right behind her, watching her ass move with each step Jennifer made. Her heels stomped so loudly on the steps of the stairs that the sounds echoed throughout the house. It took everything in him to have patience with her. A short walk still felt like a long gap of time where he had to wait to get his hands on her body. To Henry, Jennifer had the body of a goddess. The most legendary booty in the world, and he couldn't wait to explore it. Down the hall, she led him into the open door that led to her bedroom. Henry's eyes were focused on the prize awaiting him in her outfit. He couldn't care to look around and observe his surroundings like before. Turning to face him, Jennifer smirked as she pulled the straps from her shoulders and loosened the outfit. Henry pushed the zipper down at the front of his pants, causing Jennifer to shake her head.

"I want to take your pants off. You can take your shirt off, but leave the rest to me."

No need to argue with her. She got her point across with a stern tone. At least for the time being, Jennifer was in control. As she slid her swimsuit down, Henry pulled his shirt over his head. Her eyes were met with a bulging stomach. He was going to need to hit the gym and get into shape if he was to become her boyfriend. Jennifer made a mental note in the back of her head as she dropped her outfit to the floor and stepped out of it. Her hands moved to her breasts, rubbing her own nipples against her palms as she squished them together. Henry slung the shirt to the floor and was greeted by her standing naked for him. His eyes scanned her body, fixating on the view of her clean, shaved cunt. Her vulva lips were drenched in a fresh dew of wetness. Jennifer looked at him with lustful hunger in her brown eyes, teeth bared under her lips.

"Are you ready for me?"

He nodded, watching her squeeze her own breasts. Henry didn't reply as Jennifer bit her lower lip. The look in her eyes told a tale of her desires. She fell to her knees, crawling towards him. When she shifted on all fours, he got a view of her bare booty from behind, plump cheeks rubbing together. Upon reaching his legs, Jennifer sat on her knees and then ran both hands up his legs. She gripped the front of his pants and shoved them down to reveal a white pair of tight underwear. The fabric wrapped around his bulge, giving her a subtle hint of how long his pole was. Jennifer grabbed both ends of his underwear and shoved them down with one full push to allow his cock to flop around freely. She licked her lips at the sight, pushing both his underwear and pants down to his ankles. Henry carefully pulled his feet free of his clothes while she wrapped her slender right hand fingers around his pole.

"You're already so hard for me."

Squeezing his shaft, Jennifer pumped her hand up and down. Her eyes glared up at him, never glancing away as she teased Henry with the expression on her face. Her lips pulled apart, showing her gritted teeth. One of her classic, signature looks she always posed for in photos, now an expression of a wild animal ready to devour his cock. Her other hand went for his balls below, gently squeezing them. Jennifer smirked at the feeling.

"I knew you had big balls after last night."

Her words carried two meanings. Jennifer slid her hand to the base of his shaft and moved it directly under her chin.

"I'm gonna swallow you whole."

The final words were a warning, taunting Henry for how she was prepared to blow his mind with her oral skills. Jennifer opened her mouth and slid his cock between her lips. Her eyes were still focused on his face as she tasted his shaft. Henry exhaled, breathing deeply as she pushed more of his cock into her mouth. Jennifer sucked half the length with no problem. She bobbed her lips up and down a few times, then stopped and extracted it from her lips with a pop sound. She kissed the head and shoved her tongue against the underside. Henry watched her lick up and down, then move to the side. Jennifer locked her eyes on him as she slathered his dick in drool from the side. With both hands, she pressed her fingers on the sides and twirled her tongue around the head. She finally broke eye contact as she enveloped her lips around it. Jennifer made a muffled moan as she pushed his cock further into her mouth.

Jennifer kept her eyes shut as she pushed her lips down and began devouring his shaft. It didn't take her long to find a rhythm moving her lips up and down. She unwrapped her fingers from the base, preparing to deepthroat his complete length soon. For now she was enjoying the sound of Henry's deep breaths and soft moans. Jennifer opened her eyes and looked up at him as she pushed her lips all the way down, burying her lips in his pubic hair and sending his cock to the depths of her throat. She closed her eyes again while gargling with a mouth full of dick. Henry was impressed that Jennifer didn't choke or gag. No girlfriends in his life could take the entire length of his shaft like this. Jennifer's words proved correct that she could swallow it whole. She pulled back and opened her eyes again. The expression on his face made her believe that he could handle a longer estimated time of her sucking.

She didn't want to stop. After months of going without sex, Jennifer felt the need to gorge herself. Younger men like Henry had bigger cocks and more energy to burn while fucking. She trusted that even if he did cum this early into the day, he would be able to go for more than a single round. Jennifer deepthroated every last inch of his cock again. She could feel his balls rubbing against her chin. She ignored the feeling, focusing on the faint sounds of his moans. Pulling back, she raised her lips back to the head, keeping only that part in her mouth to look down the length of his cock. It was shiny, but not covered in enough drool to make her happy. Jennifer went back down, deepthroating the entire dick for a third time. She heard Henry grunting as she closed her eyes, inhaling the musky scent of his long pubic hair. When she raised her lips back, this time Jennifer released his cock from her lips to breathe.

"You weren't kidding. I've never had a blowjob like this before in my life. You're the best I've ever had."

Ignoring his praise, Jennifer counted the number of tiny strings dangling from her open lips back to his dick. Five ropes of drool were enough to tell her she did her job coating the length of his pole in her saliva. She closed her lips and then spit a hard wad on the head before finally looking up at him.

"You want more of this, Henry? Is that what you're trying to tell me?"

"Yes."

"Can you handle more?"

Jennifer gritted her teeth, giving him that same look from earlier. A deep breath between her barred teeth made a hissing sound. She was daring him. It was time to push his buttons to see if he was still feeling courageous to be in control. Jennifer flicked her tongue across the head of his shaft before taunting him in her low voice.

"I will suck you right off and make you cum the hardest you've ever done in your life. I'm going to suck you dry until you give me a big, hot load. All I need is my sexy little lips and tongue."

He didn't respond to her words. Henry gave her a stern look, leading Jennifer to grab his cock from the base and shove it back into her mouth. She removed her hand and quickly began bobbing her head up and down. She sucked more aggressively, hoping that would turn up the heat and push him to take control. Her hands moved down to the floor, pressing into the rug as she moved on her knees. Henry could see her booty again as Jennifer shifted on all fours. The sound of her sucking his cock was finally enough to make him lower both hands and place them on her head. Jennifer braced herself, knowing he was preparing to fuck her face. One of his hands went for the ponytail at the back of her head. Jennifer opened her eyes wide in shock that he was going to pull it free, but she didn't stop sucking. She had pinned her hair back for the purpose of not having any strands of hair getting in her way. But maybe he had other ideas of gripping something.

With the ponytail free, Henry dug his fingers into her hair, grasping at both sides as he began to buck his hips. Shutting her eyes, Jennifer moaned muffled sounds as his cock drove in and out of her mouth. He started slow, finding a rhythm in pace with his heavy breathing. He was firmly in control now, guiding the speed of her sucking. Henry pulled back, releasing his cock from her mouth. Jennifer gazed up at him, sticking her tongue out wide as the head rolled off with another rope of drool. He just wanted to gaze into her eyes and look at one of the most beautiful faces in the world before he fucked her mouth. Jennifer gritted her teeth and exhaled loudly as a way of taunting him with her face alone. When he tugged her hair, Jennifer made her lips into a wide 'O' to invite his dick to slip through her lips again. Henry pushed it in, listening to a muffled moan she made. He began bucking his hips, driving his dick in her mouth.

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

Every incoherent slobbering and sucking sound she made only encouraged Henry to keep going. He grunted as he pushed his cock all the way down her throat. Her big gold hoop earrings were shaking below his hands that remained on her head. At last, he heard Jennifer gagging on his shaft, but it wasn't enough to make her eyes water, thankfully. As a seasoned veteran of a cocksucker, she knew how to handle him. Henry pulled her hair, forcing his cock out of her mouth with another pop. Her eyes shot up at him as Jennifer gritted her teeth, exhaling again with that same look from earlier.

"Look at me, baby. Show me your eyes."

Waiting for her to lock eyes with him, Henry took a deep breath. Jennifer kept her mouth opened wide, silently begging to suck his cock again. Both of his hands gripped her hair tightly as he slowly pushed his dick into her mouth again. Jennifer kept her eyes locked on him as he watched the length of his shaft disappearing between her lips. He pushed it all the way in, making the fourth time she deepthroated all of his cock. Jennifer closed her eyes now that she could no longer see his face. Her nose rubbed against his chin as she felt his balls against her chin once more. She finally choked on his cock as the head rubbed against the back of her throat. Henry pulled her hair, slowly extracting his shaft from her lips. He tightened the grip of his left hand in her hair while moving his right hand away. Jennifer took a deep breath now that her mouth was free. Thick ropes of drool were connected to his slobber-soaked dick back to her lips.

"You like slobbering all my cock, huh?"

Henry chuckled as he was now the one taunting Jennifer. His right hand fingers gripped his shaft from the base, dangling it at her while his left hand was holding her hair. He prevented her from putting it back in her mouth but noticed the look of sheer lust she had while staring at his dick. This was the best he could do with teasing her. Jennifer stuck her tongue out, dangling it with the saliva strings breaking and falling to the floor. She didn't answer his question, so Henry pushed his cock back into her mouth. Jennifer began by aggressively pushing her lips down, prompting him to use both hands to control her movements again. Her earrings were shaking as he pumped his shaft down the back of her throat. Jennifer took every inch as he continued to thrust.

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

More slobbering noises were heard from the floor. His breathing became deeper with guttural cries of pleasure. Jennifer knew he was close to reaching his first climax of the day. That was fine by her. After going so many months without sucking dick like this, she was eager to receive a sticky award to the face. Jennifer sucked every inch he delivered unto her. Henry pushed her lips all the way down again. The fifth and final round of deepthroat action was all he could take. He grunted loudly as his fingers dug into her hair. Jennifer gagged, choking on his shaft again. Henry waited almost up to thirty seconds before he pulled her hair to raise her lips and let his cock slip free of her mouth. Jennifer's eyes widened, and she closed her mouth and quickly swallowed the excess saliva to prevent herself from coughing.

Jennifer's eyes fixated on Henry's shaft again. She watched him grip it with his right hand and begin stroking as he held it upward. He didn't say a word as he pumped his fingers across the slick, wet pole. It was clear to Jennifer that he wasn't going to hold himself back. Henry was ready to fire a load right here and now. Her hair was flowing behind her shoulders so perfectly as she lined her gorgeous face underneath his shaft so he could get a clear aim. Jennifer looked into his eyes as she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. She didn't feel the need to beg for his cum. He began panting as he stroked harder and faster. Jennifer figured he needed a little bit of encouragement, so she lowered her head and gave some attention to his neglected balls by licking them. Henry put his left hand on her shoulder, quietly alerting her that he was ready to blow. Jennifer moved her head and opened her mouth again, eagerly waiting to be drenched.

"Ohhhhh! OHHHHHH FUCK!! FUCKKKKK!!"

With her eyes open, Jennifer got to see the first rope of cum that flew into the air for a brief second before it splattered on her forehead. She didn't close her eyes at the sight of the second rope even after it landed on her right cheek, directly under her eye. The third wad of his cum also went on her forehead in a big gob that dripped down the left side of her nose. She didn't flinch while darting her tongue out, teasing him to let her taste his seed. Henry didn't give in, keeping his cock aimed at her face as another spurt of his warm seed slathered onto her right cheek. As he felt the adrenaline rush dying down, he pressed the head of his cock onto her tongue. Longing for a taste, she enveloped her lips around it and sucked hard. Jennifer milked the final drops of his load, making him cry a loud squeal before she pulled it from her lips.

"Mmmmmmmm, look at this pretty face. Such a big load all over me."

Her lips curved into a wide grin. Henry looked defeated as he was exhausted. He spent much of his energy fucking her mouth and was now admiring the sight of her messy face. The cum dripped from her skin as Jennifer kept that smug smile. It was the look of a winner.

"Did I suck your dick good enough?"

She already knew the answer to that question without him replying. Jennifer licked her lips, tasting some of the cum that dripped to her upper lip. Henry made a few backward steps and sat down on the edge of the bed while she got up from the floor. This was only the first round. He was right where she wanted him, feeling slightly fatigued. Soon Jennifer would put his body to the test and see if he had the stamina to go longer despite his chubby stomach. Standing up on her heels, she swiped her right middle finger to collect some of the cum from her face. Her eyes met his as she shoved her fingertip between her lips and sucked it clean. She pulled it from her lips with a pop and then turned her back to him, walking to her personal bathroom off to the right side of the room.

Henry sighed as he looked up at the high ceiling. This woman was something else. Jennifer sucked the soul out of his cock. He had never experienced such intense oral pleasure in his life. None of his previous girlfriends could suck like her. All this time had been spent on a blowjob while he still had her body to explode. Henry thought about her booty while sitting on the bed. In the bathroom, Jennifer ran hot water from the faucet and carefully washed her face. She could hear his panting and deep breaths. Those noises gave her a smug sense of satisfaction. She let him be in control, but when she returned to the bedroom, the tables would be turned. Taking her time, she let the seconds pass to make a full minute, leaving him to wonder in his thoughts before her heels clicked and clacked across the floor. Returning to the room, she found Henry lying on his back across the bed.

"Stay right there, Henry. Don't even think about getting up."

To be greeted by her stern voice only made his blood pressure go up. Henry swallowed his breath, still gazing at the ceiling as he felt movement on the bed. Jennifer climbed up and crawled her way towards him. He leaned up with his elbows to look at her beautiful face. It was dry and clean from all the cum. She reached down with her right hand, grasping at his shaft. It came back to life from the touch of her hand, making Jennifer smile.

"I don't know about you, but your cock certainly looks to be ready for round two. I don't think it wants to wait around to go where I'm about to take it."

He tried to sit up, but Jennifer didn't allow him by pressing her left hand against his chest to shove him back down. Henry sighed as she looked into his eyes while still stroking his cock. This flair of dominance from her made him think back to the leopard fur coat she wore. Perhaps that was a hint of her wild nature. When he stepped foot into her house, he entered the den of a lioness as her mere prey. He glanced down as Jennifer straddled his body and hovered her wet pussy directly above his dick. Swallowing his breath, he now understood why she wasn't letting him get up. The booty queen was ready to take his dick for a ride. Once it returned to full, erect hardness, she lowered herself down, sending his cock into her tight pussy. Henry gasped, eyes widening at this moment as they became one. Jennifer softly purred as she leaned forward, pressing her hands against his chest for support to arch herself out.

"Oh my god..."

His voice was faint in a whisper, but Jennifer heard him. She gritted her teeth, looking at him with pure lust as he cupped her face with both hands. Henry wasn't ready for the moment when she rolled her hips to make his cock move in her pussy. She saw his eyes widen and the helpless expression of pleasure he gave her. Her hands moved his wrists, pulling his hands from her face. Jennifer's tits were now shaking as she fucked him.

"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh, baby!"

Henry's cries only made Jennifer move faster. She was glad he had his early orgasm so he would last throughout the ride and be ready to fuck her ass later. She raised her head, closing her eyes as she moaned. His hands went to her hips, trying to hold them as he watched her breasts jiggling and shaking around. As Jennifer continued to move, he couldn't fight the urge to plant his palms on her tits. She opened her eyes, looking down at him as her hands went to his wrists.

"Squeeze them! Squeeze them hard, Henry!!"

He grunted while using his left hand to pinch her hardened nipple. Jennifer threw her long brunette hair around as she bounced on him. She leaned down again so she could make the arch to roll her hips faster. Henry didn't want her to do all the work, so he began bucking his hips, meeting her thrusts, and making his balls slap against her booty.

"Ohhhhh, yeah!!"

Impressed by his movement, Jennifer made a quick decision to test Henry. She pressed her hands down into the bed on both sides of him and lowered herself until their bodies met, rubbing together. He could feel her breasts rubbing against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. She quit moving, allowing him to thrust into her from his position. His hands explored her body. Jennifer could feel his palms and fingertips roaming across her smooth skin until he found her ass. Her hands cupped his face, and she pressed her lips against his, kissing him passionately while feeling his hands squeezing her ass cheeks. The slow thrusts he made turned her dominant act into a tale of gentle lovemaking. After she broke the kiss, Henry planted his lips on the left side of her neck. His soft kisses made her moan, crying out to him as he continued to thrust.

"Ohhhhhhhh, yes! That's it! Show me your love, and I will make you feel like a king!"

His hands were still planted on her ass. Jennifer closed her eyes, feeling his lips against her neck and hands squeezing her buttocks at the same time as the slow thrusts. Having a man make love to her like this filled the gap in her heart, making her forget about those lonely nights after the divorce. Everything felt right in the world again. There were still serious questions regarding where the journey of love would take them, but she didn't care. Jennifer knew now that this was her man. It was time to show him her devotion and what awaited their future.

"That's enough, baby. Let me take care of you."

Henry stopped thrusting inside her as his hands left her body. Jennifer got up, slipping his shaft from her pussy. She motioned with both hands for him to rise.

"You can sit up now. Make yourself comfortable and let me do the work."

With a sigh, he leaned forward until he was sitting. Jennifer turned her back to him, showing her mighty ass to him. Throughout all this time, Henry began to wonder if she would let him slide his cock in there. Seeing photos and videos of her booty in motion couldn't compare to when it was within reaching distance. Jennifer moved on her knees, spreading her legs out as she moved her booty over his lap. Without telling him what she was doing, Henry was left to guess her motive as she lowered her pussy down onto his cock again. It soon made sense to him that she was creating the reverse cowgirl position with a twist. On her knees, Jennifer could lean forward, then throw it back and make her epic booty bounce against him. The first time she did it was a complete surprise.

"Oh, man!"

Sitting there, Henry watched her ass smack against his skin. A ripple moved through the plump cheeks as Jennifer found a rhythm pushing back to make his cock move in her pussy. Her hands pressed down onto the bed as she rocked her booty back.

"This is so beautiful."

Smack. Smack. Smack. The sounds echoed as her ass cheeks clapped together against his skin. Jennifer moved faster, rolling her hips and twerking between thrusts. She knew Henry's eyes were glued on her booty. She used her most famous body part as an instrument of pleasure only for him.

"Keep watching my ass, Henry! Ohhhh, yeah! Don't cum inside me, and I'll let you put it in there. If you think you've had fun with me so far, just remember you haven't been in my ass yet. I will let you fuck it too!"

The thought of spanking her ass crossed Henry's mind, but he decided not to. Her words were a true test to see if he would be unable to control himself and cum again or have the strength to hold back. She was fucking him, and Henry loved every second of it. He was witnessing the most beautiful sexual act he had ever seen with the way she threw it back. Over and over, he watched her ass cheeks clap against him. They smacked together as she moved back and forth. Jennifer raised her head, moaning loudly as she closed her eyes. Pushing back at a faster pace, her orgasm was drawing closer with each thrust. Henry braced himself for that moment. He felt his heartbeat racing as she neared the height of her pleasure. So close, Jennifer continued, desperate to reach that moment.

"OHHHHHHH!! HENRY!! THIS IS IT!! THIS IS IT!! OHHHHHH, YESSSSSSSSS!!"

As it happened, the ultimate test began as Henry tried not to cum inside her. The hot rush of her love nectar was almost too much for him. He panicked and reached for his cock, gripping the base to carefully pull it out of her pussy. A torrent of her sticky juices flooded the sheets below. Jennifer moved onto all fours and crawled a few steps toward the pillows. Beyond them was a wooden headboard with engraved carvings as decorations. Henry couldn't focus on anything in the room except for her beautiful booty that awaited him. Jennifer exhaled a few deep breaths, quick to recover from her orgasm. She glanced across her right shoulder to see him gazing at her ass. That made her smile and giggle.

"I see you're ready for this."

His eyes focused on watching her ass cheeks clap together from the slow twerking. Jennifer knew he wasn't going to look in her eyes, so she turned her face forward.

"Come closer and bring that dick over here. It's time that it got to meet my big booty."

Jennifer stopped twerking and spread her legs. Henry reached with both hands to give her ass another hard squeeze. As she moaned, he pulled the cheeks apart and didn't hesitate to guide his shaft up the crack. The feeling of her ass cheeks rubbing against the sides of his dick was wonderful, but Henry's focus was on the hole that awaited him. He pushed forward, allowing his cock to find the passage without looking. When the head slipped in, Jennifer called out to him.

"That's it. Push in and go deep."

Obeying her words, Henry watched the length of his shaft get swallowed as it entered her ass. She was tight as expected, leaving him to wonder just how many times Jennifer had done this before. He knew very well he wasn't the first lucky man to enter her booty. The final inches of his cock pushed through, going as deep as he could. She moaned and pushed forward, then back. The feeling of his shaft moving in her ass made him cry in pleasure. Jennifer grinned to herself.

"Mmmmmmmm, does that feel good? You like having your dick in my ass?"

"This is amazing. I've never-"

Cutting off his speech, she spoke over him.

"Don't talk, Henry. Just focus on my ass. I know you've always wanted to stick your dick up this booty. You know how to handle yourself. Show me how much you've always wanted to fuck my ass!"

Permission granted for full steam ahead. Henry grunted as he gripped her hips and bucked his hips. His balls smacked against the undersides of her booty as he drove his cock deep with each thrust. Raising her head, Jennifer bit her lower lip, purring softly. He was living a dream that so many men had. Jennifer knew how important her booty was to men like him. She liked to save it for last, only giving it to a man who proved worthy to have her love.

"Mmmmmm, yeah! Fuck my ass! Give it to me! Harder!!"

She expected to feel his hand slapping across one of the cheeks. Jennifer couldn't believe that Henry didn't bother spanking her. His hands were stuck on her hips as he pounded every inch of his cock up her ass. He groaned and grunted, watching his cock disappear and reappear with each full thrust he gave it. This wonderful feeling was too much for him to maintain focus.

"Just like that! Ohhhh, yeah!!"

Her breasts shook from underneath her. Jennifer closed her eyes and purred soft moans. He was thrusting faster to the point she knew he was losing all control. Henry had less than a minute to enjoy pounding her ass before he reached another climax.

"Ohhhh, god! This is the best booty ever! Feels so fucking good!"

"Mmmmmhhhhhhmmmmmm!! I am the queen of booty, and I love the way you're fucking it! Keep going! Fuck my ass, Henry!!"

Gritting his teeth, Henry snarled as his face scrunched up. A bead of sweat formed across his forehead, and he was feeling a sense of exhaustion begin to overwhelm him. It didn't stop him from using all the strength he had left in his body to pound her booty with every last inch of his shaft. As he continued, he realized how little time he had left with the feeling of another orgasm ready to blow.

"Jen! I'm gonna fucking cum! I don't wanna pull out!"

She whipped her hair back to glance across her right shoulder. Their eyes connected as she gritted her teeth for the final time today. Jennifer commanded him in a stern voice.

"Do it! Shoot that hot load of cum right up my ass! GIVE ME THAT CUM!!"

Unable to hold back, Henry shoved every last inch of his dick into her booty as he felt the explosion commence from within.

"OHHHHHHH!! OHHHHHHH GOD!! YESSSSSSSS!!"

He squinted his eyes, shutting them hard as his voice wailed, echoing in the distance. Jennifer turned her head, looking at the pillows as a slow grin ran across her lips. She loved to hear a man's voice become so weak, screaming in pleasure at the mercy of her booty. The tight tunnel into her ass was flooded with his semen. She felt the warm, creamy seed filling her deep. It wasn't a massive load like the one that plastered her face earlier, but she was still satisfied to make a man reach two climaxes in the day. Henry panted and moaned as he carefully pulled his dick out of her booty hole. He got to watch the head of his pole slip out and his cum gushing from her ass hole down the crack. It was too much for him as his knees felt weak.

"Oh my god, Jennifer. This... This is so... fucking beautiful."

Before collapsing on the bed, he leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her curvy figure. She turned around, facing him as he fell atop her on the bed. Jennifer cupped his face, bringing her lips to his for a tender kiss. No words were needed between them. Their bodies had done much of the talking, and now their tongues were finishing the job. Henry closed his eyes, feeling the embrace of her warm hands holding him against her. It was a feeling unlike anything he had ever experienced in his life. He didn't know what was running through her mind as they cuddled in bed, exhausted from the hours of passion. Jennifer believed she had found her next man. Nothing could disturb the peace and harmony she felt now. This was only the beginning of Henry's adventure into her life.

TO BE CONTINUED

[Deadshot]

As always man great work and I'm always looking forward to reading more of your stories and at first I thought Trent was gonna be with Jennifer. And with Jennifer Lopez being part of the story it's gonna be interesting as well, and with the plus more this got curious who else will be in the story

[Cadeauxxx]

As always man great work and I'm always looking forward to reading more of your stories and at first I thought Trent was gonna be with Jennifer. And with Jennifer Lopez being part of the story it's gonna be interesting as well, and with the plus more this got curious who else will be in the story

Thank you for the kind words, I always appreciate it. I definitely did that with Trent on purpose to draw the reader in with my narrative.

The next chapter is done and I will be posting it in the morning. 

[Deadshot]

Thank you for the kind words, I always appreciate it. I definitely did that with Trent on purpose to draw the reader in with my narrative.

The next chapter is done and I will be posting it in the morning. 

Well either way even if Trent wasn't the one getting with Jennifer we would have already been drawn in but that was very smart nonetheless. Also, I took a quick look on your Patreon and saw that a recently divorced actress will be making a appreance alongside Jennifer but looking forward to it

[BBUT85F]

Keep it coming with the JLo stories. No one writes her better than you. That blowjob part was amazing

[Cadeauxxx]

Rebound Pt. 2 Guess Who's Back?
Starring: Jennifer Lopez, Jessica Alba

Themes: MFF, Romance, Dancing, Lap Dance, Strip Tease, Rough, Oral, Anal, Rimming, Facial, Creampie, Anal Creampie

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.



New York City, New York

The car hummed as the wheels rolled down the street. The Lower Manhattan area remained vibrant and alive into the midnight hours, proving New York City's reputation to be true as the city that never sleeps. No matter the hour, the streets were always filled with cars in traffic and pedestrians strolling the sidewalks. A bright light outside belonging to a large, lit building cast a glow across Jennifer Lopez's face as she gazed out the right side passenger window. She had much to be happy about in the early months of 2025. Across from her sat a man who had taken on a special meaning in her life. After their second date, Henry succeeded in becoming Jennifer's new, younger boyfriend. Thirty-two years old was the right age that she now preferred a man now that she was in her mid-fifties. Over the past three months, Henry had proven he could help her forget the heartbreak of another divorce.

Under the gray pinstriped jacket was a silky white shirt. The first few buttons were undone to show hints of his newly toned, muscular chest. Under Jennifer's guidance, Henry was given a routine schedule at a gym to lose weight. His once bulging stomach had now dissolved into a flat build, revealing his defined abs. Monday and Tuesday were arms day. Never before in his life had he worked to train like this. If she wanted him to be in shape for the future of their relationship, Henry knew better than to refuse. He was living a dream that few men in his position could've obtained. For him to go from his life as an average working class man all the way to dating a legendary star was something to be proud of. It was an achievement that he didn't want to fumble from his hands. Whatever Jennifer wanted, Henry was quick to say yes. She claimed that she had 'big plans' for them if he could prove his worth in a matter of months.

With winter passing into the season of spring, Jennifer was ready to prove her word to Henry. He had impressed her by improving his appearance, so now she was ready to go public about their relationship with her local friends. With him being an outsider to her way of life, Henry had no knowledge of the inner circles around New York with people like her. Jennifer only gave him a hint when she pulled him from his job and gave him work designing more websites related to a company she had an ownership stake in. It was one way for him to get his foot in the door. What didn't pay well, she made up for by giving him spare cash when she had to travel outside of the state. Jennifer tested Henry by not giving him an NDA to sign. She knew the risk of a man like him going public about their relationship. Whether to friends in passing or telling stories on the internet, the man held cards for selling a story to gossip magazines.

Henry wasn't that kind of man. As the weeks passed into months, Jennifer monitored him online with a spyware app she had installed on his phone and laptop. She saw where he spent most of his online hours working. In his off time, he collected photos of her from various celebrity websites. It was one thing to have shared a bed with JLo, but another to be dating her. Henry thought he knew Jennifer from the research he had to do building her official website last year. She proved him wrong in the time they spent together. He became obsessed with building a collection of her photos. One of his personal projects was to create a photo album of all her professional photo shoots. He believed that would surprise her as a future birthday or Christmas gift. She carried herself with unbreakable pride in her status as a sex symbol and celebrity. He admired and respected this about her.

Through the months, Jennifer spent most of her time with Henry getting to know him. A 'date' for her usually required him coming to her house in the Hamptons, where she would cook for them when they spent time together. She had already tested his skills in the bedroom to learn what kind of man he was in the nature of love. He was fortunate to have impressed her with his skills. It was the most intense day of sex he had ever enjoyed. The experience was something Henry only shared with her and had no desire to tell another living soul. Jennifer made him feel things that his past girlfriends couldn't. He confessed to her that he didn't want to date another girl around his own age. Jennifer had awakened his taste for older women, and there was no way for him to go back. This only made her feel more confident about his potential as her new boyfriend. Time would tell if it would last, but right now Jennifer felt herself falling in love.

Tonight's agenda was to spread a rumor across town. This would be the first stepping stone to making their relationship public news. Jennifer had taken her time and went to great measures to keep Henry a secret from the media. After three months, she was almost ready to push him into the spotlight of fame. His life would change forever in the following days. Tonight was only the beginning, but Jennifer had other things planned. So far, he had learned about who she was as a woman. The night they met, he saw a hint of how fun she could be when she was comfortable around other people. He had yet to experience what it was like to walk by her side as JLo the superstar. Tonight served as a test to see how he could handle himself in public as her new boyfriend. A break was needed from the normal life in her Hamptons mansion. Jennifer wanted to show him that she could still party and have fun at fifty-five years old.

"This has been a long time. How close are we?"

As Henry spoke, Jennifer turned her gaze to him. She smiled as she reached for his hand, touching his warm palm.

"We're almost there, don't worry. Just a few more minutes."

Her long brunette hair was split down the middle. The gold hoops were visible from her earlobes in the darkness with a tiny bright spot from the passing lights. Below her face was a strong hint of cleavage with her breasts pushed up in a black bustier. Jennifer's abs and belly button were exposed, revealing some skin. Her pants matched the outfit with black leather. Before they departed, Jennifer told Henry she wanted to shake her ass tonight. It was easier to move around in leather pants compared to denim jeans. Below her strong legs were a pair of high heel pumps that revealed her big toes with a fresh layer of black nail polish. This was still a simplistic look for her with the hoops as her only piece of gold jewelry. Henry had recently had his hair trimmed, face clean shaved and wearing his grey suit. Jennifer commented that he was dressed like a gangster. He blushed before correcting her that he was missing the required rings and necklaces.

"Are you nervous?"

Henry shook his head at her question.

"No, I'm just excited. This reminds me of the night we met."

Jennifer smiled.

"Yeah, that was fun. But I'm not in the mood to do any singing tonight."

"You already told me that you're gonna be shaking that ass."

Giggling at him, she shook her head.

"I did say that, but I also asked if you would dance with me. You didn't give me a reply, so I'm asking you again. Are you gonna dance with me, Henry?"

"How could I refuse? How could I refuse anything from you, Jen?"

Grinning smugly, she teased him.

"You can't, cause I'm irresistible. I hope you're ready to stay up all night. If you play your cards right, we won't be taking the long trip back to the Hamptons."

He raised an eyebrow at her, curious to learn more.

"Oh yeah? Do tell me what you have planned."

Looking into his eyes, she raised her right hand index finger and gestured with a 'shhhh.'

"Don't worry about it right now. All you need to focus on is having a good time at the party. I don't like to spoil my surprises."

Lowering her finger, Jennifer spoke again.

"An old friend of mine is coming tonight. I've been hoping I could introduce you to her."

"You said her, so it's another woman."

She nodded.

"One of my girlfriends from a long time ago. We haven't seen each other since before the pandemic, so it's been a while."

"Wow, that's about five years now."

"Yeah. Before that, she stayed too busy dealing with her husband and family. She's recently single, divorced like me. We started talking again last month, and she's looking for a good time."

"Is she from New York like us?"

Jennifer shook her head.

"No. She doesn't live out here. She's traveling right now, and this is the one night I have with her. Trust me, you're gonna love her. You probably already know who she is."

As she laughed, Henry blushed. Jennifer wasn't giving him many hints to guess who the mystery woman was. If she was divorced and a mother, then there was a high chance that she was over the age of forty and in cougar territory. Most of Jennifer's friends were likely to be around the same age as her, leading Henry to wonder how many of them were single women. It was a funny thought. Maybe Jennifer had realized his taste for older women like her. Was she testing his loyalty to see if he would fall for the allure of another woman? So many questions ran through his mind, with much for him to consider.

"Just relax, Henry. Try to contain your excitement. This is gonna be a wild night, trust me."

After Jennifer spoke, the car slowed down. Her drive arrived at the side of an apartment complex. Henry got out of the car and walked around the other side to open the right side door. Jennifer smiled as he offered his hand, pulling her out of the car. She shut the door and then grasped Henry's hand.

"Come on, this way."

She spoke while nudging him to walk with her down the sidewalk. A simple black door was the entrance into what appeared to be an apartment building. Together, they walked down the lobby with her heels clicking and clacking loudly on the floor. Jennifer brought Henry to an elevator. After they entered, she pressed the button for the 7th floor. The elevator doors shut, and only the sound of his breathing could be heard for a few passing seconds.

"Are we going to someone's home?"

Jennifer shook her head.

"No. This is a pad owned by my friend Rico. Some people I know like to use it for throwing big parties."

"I guess it's big then."

"There isn't a single small apartment in this building. Everything is big."

He stopped himself from replying with a joke about her ass. The elevator stopped, and the doors slid open. Henry walked with her down a hallway with white walls and a dark carpet. There weren't many doors to the left side, all of them spaced out in a row. A tall man stood outside one door wearing a black suit. Jennifer made eye contact with him as he smiled to greet her.

"Jenny from the block!"

"Hey there!"

"Come right on in."

Without anything further to say, the man opened the door. Loud music was the first thing they heard, with hip hop beats and a thumping bass rhythm. Henry wondered if the walls were soundproofed to prevent anyone from hearing anything from the hall. Jennifer entered first. He followed her, the door calmly closing behind them. Henry's eyes widened at the large living space converted to hold dozens of people for a party. The lights were on, making the room appear brighter than any nightclub. Off to the left side of the room was a mini-bar and a man serving drinks. On the right side was a DJ table set up where a man with short hair was wearing dark shades. His fingers spread, clicking a chord onto the keys of his small workstation. Bobbing his head, the man moved his other hand with a joint tucked between two fingers. He raised it to his lips for a hard smoke. While Henry watched the DJ, Jennifer reached for his hand.

"Come on, you wanna get a drink?"

Henry nodded with a smile.

"Sure. What's your poison for the night?"

"I don't know. I just want an orange drink. You want something stronger, honey?"

"Yeah, I'll go for a shot of whiskey."

Once again they walked together, this time across the large floor to the mini bar. Several people walked past them. Henry didn't take the time to study anyone. There seemed to be more than twenty people here at the moment. At the bar stood a woman with her back turned. She was leaning over the bar, legs standing together and shoving out her buttocks. It was impossible to notice the round, firm shape in a pair of denim blue jeans. Long locks of brown hair flowed down her back, covering parts of a white shirt. Jennifer let go of Henry's hand, stepping forward to meet the woman at the bar.

"Hey girl! Long time no see!"

The woman turned her head without moving. From where Henry stood, he watched Jennifer lean over the bar, pushing her own epic booty out. His eyes gazed down as the woman replied.

"Hey! I've been waiting to see you."

Jennifer turned her head to see Henry staring at her ass from the corner of her eye. She grinned before raising herself to stand upright and motioned with her left hand.

"Henry, come a little closer. I want you to meet my friend. This is Jessica."

As the woman turned around, Henry instantly recognized her face. Brown eyes gazing back at him and a friendly smile. She wore a white T-shirt covering her chest with a hint of a black bra strap over her left shoulder. A pretty face with minimal makeup of some light eyeliner and pink lipstick revealed natural beauty. Her slim body made him more confident that he wasn't mistaking her for anyone else.

"Jessica Alba?"

Her face beamed with a smile, flashing her perfect white teeth. She laughed at him.

"You know who I am, huh? That's nice!"

His gaze shifted to Jennifer as he smiled.

"You didn't tell me you were friends with Jessica Alba."

"I told you I don't spoil my surprises!"

Jessica scanned his body, looking him over with her watchful eyes.

"So you're Henry."

"Yeah, that's me."

"Jennifer has been telling me about you for a month now. She speaks highly of you."

He blushed at her words.

"Well, that's nice. She didn't tell me I'd be meeting you tonight. So how's life treating you these days?"

"I'm doing good lately. Just catching up on missed time. You wanna get a drink?"

"Sure, but I only drink with Jennifer."

Jessica giggled, looking at her friend. Jennifer's lips curved into the most smug grin she could make. Her eyes met with Henry's, as if to tell him that she was happy to hear his words of loyalty. Jessica still had the looks of a woman in her early or mid forties, but he knew better than to flirt with her. Across her right arm, he noticed some fresh ink of new tattoos. He watched Jessica lean closer to Jennifer, whispering something in her ear. Jennifer had Henry to her right side and Jessica to the left while she stood in the middle of them. The bartender was a short black man with dark eyes. Henry gave him a nod and spoke up.

"You got a bottle of Jack? I want a shot of whiskey. No ice or anything fancy."

"Get me one too."

It was Jessica who spoke. She leaned over the bar, making eye contact with Henry and grinning.

"Just like you said, nothing fancy."

She winked at him, then Jennifer spoke.

"Can you make me a margarita with orange?"

"Sure thing."

He turned his back, grabbing the bottle of Jack Daniels first. While the bartender was busy fixing their drinks, Jennifer was eager to begin a conversation.

"So Jessica, are you still working with your brand company?"

The other woman shook her head.

"No, I stepped down from that sometime last year."

"That's too bad. Henry designs websites. I could've gotten him to do something for you."

Jessica laughed as he spoke up.

"It's true. I remodeled Jennifer's entire site. I'm just lucky I got to meet her after that."

"That's cool. I still have an official website up, but I don't go on there much anymore."

The bartender finished making their drinks. He presented Jennifer's margarita first, setting it down on the black tabletop. She nodded with a little smile.

"Thank you."

He grabbed the shots of whiskey in both hands and set them on the opposite sides. Jessica gazed down at hers, carefully grabbing it with her left hand fingers. Jennifer and Henry watched her raise the glass to her lips and down the entire drink in a single gulp. Jessica lowered the glass, wiping her lips, while Jennifer sipped at the edge of her glass. As Henry downed his shot, Jessica spoke.

"I just got done shooting scenes for a movie in Italy. It's about the Maserati brothers."

Jennifer moved the glass from her lips to reply.

"That sounds nice. I was in Positano last year."

"I didn't get to see any fun places like that recently. I guess you could say my trip was solely for work."

The two women shared a laugh. Henry joined in the conversation as he made eye contact with Jessica.

"I saw your Netflix movie last year. It was good to see you doing an action role again."

"Trigger Warning? That sat on a shelf for about two years before they finally decided to release it."

"Really?"

Jennifer gasped in surprise while Jessica nodded. Henry listened as she continued on.

"Yeah, it was shot three years ago. The studio didn't think it would be profitable back then, or so I was told."

Jessica's eyes shifted to Henry's while Jennifer took a second sip of her drink.

"I'm glad to hear you liked it."

"I grew up watching you on Dark Angel."

She laughed at him, slightly blushing.

"How old are you?"

"Thirty-two."

Jessica raised an eyebrow, grinning.

"You're older than I expected. Okay, I believe you then."

Jennifer lowered her glass, setting it on the table. She smirked at Jessica before speaking.

"I told you that no man under thirty is worth my time."

Her eyes wander to Henry.

"You've proven yourself to me, haven't you?"

"I would like to think so."

Their subtle interaction was a hint to Jessica of how strong their bond was growing. Jennifer raised the glass to her lips again, finishing the orange margarita. As they stood quietly for a few moments, the DJ stopped all his music. It was only a brief pause before his fingers pressed down into the keyboard to play an iconic chord. The sound repeated as he gained pace. Jennifer gasped when she heard the all too familiar sound of Dr. Dre's classic 'Still D.R.E.,' produced by an old friend of hers. She turned her head to glance across the room to see if it truly was him. With his dark sunglasses and a blunt between his lips, Scott was in his element while playing along to his most iconic song.

"Hey Jessica, you didn't tell me Scott Storch was in the house tonight."

Henry and Jessica turned around to look. Jennifer began bobbing her head to the beat of the song. She gazed over at Henry and smirked as he spoke.

"Who's Scott Storch?"

"Oh, please. Don't tell me you know who Jessica is but have never heard of Scott Storch."

Giggling to herself, Jennifer stepped forward into a space that wasn't occupied by anyone. The other people at the party were in the background, far away from them. The floor was all hers, with Henry and Jessica to witness as she spread her legs and began to bump her hips to the beat. Jennifer raised her arms and clapped her hands before glancing over at Henry.

"Come on, baby! You said you were gonna dance with me, so let's do it!"

She didn't forget what he said in the car. Henry was slightly nervous, knowing full well that he was going to embarrass himself with a professional dancer like her. Moving his hips, he didn't match the beat, while Jennifer had quickly shifted gears and was swinging her hair around wildly. She moved to Henry's right side while Jessica stepped to the left. No lyrics played, leaving the song solely as an instrumental. One of Scott's hands continued to press the keys to the infamous riff while his other hand was pressing keys to play lower key sounding riffs over it. Henry watched as Jennifer kept her arms raised, bumping her left hip, then the right. Jennifer moved to face him, revealing the smirk across her lips. Jessica stepped out front, as if to distract his line of sight to her moving figure. The beat continued as Jessica leaned forward and shoved her ass out, slightly shaking it from within her tight jeans. When Jennifer noticed this, she stomped her heels closer to Jessica.

They both moved together in sync to the lead riffs over the beat. Henry watched as Jennifer leaned forward, pushing her ass out. She rolled her hips, making her ass cheeks clap together within the leather pants. Jessica leaned up, flipping her hair as she glanced across her left shoulder to watch Jennifer back her ass up onto Henry's crotch. It was a move she did on stage with the rapper Pitbull many years ago and a guaranteed way to catch her man by surprise. Jessica moved around, facing Henry as she stepped closer and made eye contact. All he could do was grin at the feeling of Jennifer's amazing ass rubbing against his crotch. When she stopped, Jennifer turned around and reached for his hand. She pulled Henry closer, moving her body off-tempo from the beat of the song. Jessica made contact with him by bumping her left hip against his leg. Henry responded by throwing his arm around her waist and pulling her in closer.

"Look at you making a move! Jennifer was right when she told me you've got balls, mister."

The beat suddenly stopped when Scott caught sight of them on the dance floor. He waved his hand at Jennifer, who returned the favor.

"Yo Scotty! Give me something to dance to!"

Henry unwrapped his arm from around Jessica, and then the beat changed to the intro of another familiar song. The bass dropped to Terror Squad's classic hit 'Lean Back.' Jennifer turned around, gazing into Henry's eyes while Jessica smirked.

"I know that look. You've got her attention now, boy."

After the few seconds of intro, the beat shifted to a faster tempo. Jennifer made her hips swing as she turned her back to him again. Jessica stepped forward, her own heels hitting the floor in sync with the beat. Henry stepped directly behind Jennifer. As the beats continued, she shoved her booty against his crotch a second time. She worked in motion, grinding her hips to keep her ass moving. He felt his dick stiffening inside his pants, poking forward where she could undoubtedly feel it pressing against one of her ass cheeks. Henry wrapped one arm around Jennifer's body, pulling her closer. She raised her neck for him to blow his hot breath down the left side. Jessica saw this and stepped aside, leaving the two of them to dance together. Jennifer leaned back again, bumping her booty against his crotch. Henry licked his lips, feeling the erection building within his pants.

Whatever uneasy feelings he thought that he would have all washed away. He moved his hands across Jennifer's hips as she shook the left one. When she moved her right hip, she backed up and wiggled her ass against him yet again. Henry responded to this touching by moving his right hand over her bum and giving it a subtle squeeze. Jennifer flipped her hair around, glancing at him from across her shoulder. She blinked her eyes while grinning at the fact Jessica was watching him. Raising up her right arm, Jennifer began to slowly turn around to face Henry. She leaned closer, moving her forehead against his, never once glancing away from his eyes. From this body language, he expected a kiss. When he shut his eyes, Jennifer stepped back and clapped her hands to make him snap his eyes wide open. Jessica stepped towards Henry, picking up where Jennifer left off by turning around and bumping her ass to the beat.

"Show him how you lean back, girl!"

As Jennifer spoke encouraging words, Jessica spread her legs and leaned back. She pressed her ass against his left leg, prompting Henry to move where she could rub against his crotch. She moved faster than Jennifer, not matching the tempo of the beat. This brought back memories in Henry's mind. He remembered long summer nights he spent staying up watching her dancing scenes from the first Sin City movie. Never would he have believed back then that he would be living this moment now, watching Jessica Alba twerk on him. The jeans prevented her cheeks from clapping together. Jennifer watched with a grin on her face as Jessica did her best, moving her booty against him. As the beat changed, she leaned up and turned to face Henry, revealing a playful smirk across her face. She curved her lips, revealing a hint of her front teeth in a devious smile. Her deep brown eyes almost reminded him of Jennifer. Almost.

As the beats slowed down, Scott switched to playing a different set of chords. He let the song fade as he shifted into something with a faster beat. Jennifer raised her arms again, moving in sync to the bass. Jessica stepped away from Henry to allow the older woman to lead the way. Henry gave up trying to dance. His movements were awkward and lacking all timing to keep up with the two ladies. He was entertained by the way they made him the center of their attention. Jessica ignored him as she moved alongside Jennifer, matching her rhythm to the instrumental beats. Henry found himself facing their back sides again. Legs moving side to side, hips swinging, and asses bouncing. Jessica needed a few minutes to find herself, but once she did, she proved that she could dance alongside Jennifer. There was no need for him to try keeping up with them. Henry took in the moment, enjoying the ride as he watched the movement of their asses until they stopped dancing.

"You've still got the moves. I knew you wouldn't ever lose it."

Jennifer grinned at Jessica's words.

"You can still dance too. From what I see, I take it you like dancing for a man."

Jessica moved her head, glancing at Henry from behind. The women moved around, facing him as he grinned.

"That was a lot of fun. I'm not much of a dancer, so I can say you both schooled my ass."

Two sets of brown eyes glared at him, then fell below to see the bulging erection in the front of his pants. Jennifer smirked at the sight while Jessica made an innocent face.

"I can see you enjoyed yourself."

Henry shrugged his shoulders, trying to tease Jennifer as he replied.

"That's putting it mildly, if you know what I mean."

Jessica laughed at him.

"You seem like the kind of man who knows how to use his hands."

"Ask Jen, she can tell you. I know how to use my fingers too if you're curious."

The two women looked at each other, trading smiles. Jennifer put her arm around Jessica, pulling her closer.

"Leave us alone for a minute, Henry."

They stepped away from him, walking to the right side of the room. Jessica leaned in, whispering something into Jennifer's ear that he couldn't hear. As Henry was left standing alone, the DJ finished up and stepped away from the workstation and small keyboard he had been using. Scott Storch was wearing a black, collared shirt that matched his pants. He never removed the sunglasses from his face. The joint he smoked lay crushed in the ashtray. As he moved away from the small stage area, Henry approached him.

"Who are you? Some of those songs sounded real familiar."

The man stood there for a second with a blank expression on his face. After a few seconds, he replied.

"I'm Scott Storch. You've probably been listening to my records your whole life."

He stepped away, rudely blowing off any potential interaction between the two men. Henry didn't think much of it. The scent of cannabis made him want to gag. A few people walked by as he stood around, waiting for the women to return. The apartment building seemed to be emptying out, with the exception of a few people sitting on a couch on the far north side of the room. Jennifer soon approached Henry, swaying her hips and stomping her heels as she moved closer.

"Henry, come here."

"You're done talking to Jessica?"

She didn't answer his question. Jennifer threw her right arm around his shoulder, pulling him closer as they walked together.

"I just talked to her, and she wants to leave this place with us. I have an apartment close by that few people know about."

"Oh, so this was the surprise you were hinting at in the car."

"Yeah! At first, it was just going to be me and you. But Jessica told me straight up she's looking to have some fun tonight. She likes you."

"Well then, I must say I'm flattered."

Jennifer stopped in her tracks. Once their eyes met, Henry could see the seriousness in her face. She moved her arm away from him.

"I want you to do one simple thing for me out of respect."

She raised her index finger, pointing at his face.

"Do not kiss her. My eyes are going to be watching you at all times. I don't care how you fuck her, but I do not want to see you kissing her. Got it?"

Nodding his head, Henry swallowed his breath.

"Yeah, sure. No kissing."

Lowering her finger, Jennifer spoke again.

"If you really want to be my man, you will control yourself with her. Like I said, I don't care if you're fucking her since I'll be watching the entire time. But I don't want to see you kissing her. That's the only thing I'm asking for."

He understood the intention of Jennifer laying down the law with a red line. Henry found it amusing that she didn't have a problem with him fucking another woman in her presence but didn't want to see him kissing Jessica. What this told him was how much Jennifer valued the importance of locking lips. A kiss was more than an affectionate gesture to her.

"Alright, I understand. No kissing her. Don't worry, I won't."

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1 HOUR LATER

Ten o'clock was the time on the phone when they left the party. Time was moving by in a blur for Henry since he didn't take any time to study the party. Once he saw Jessica, his attention was centered solely on her and Jennifer. It didn't change when they left to go outside. Jennifer called her driver to pull up. Henry had to sit in the front passenger seat of the white Mercedes G-Wagon. Jennifer and Jessica had the backseats all to themselves, where they could whisper in one another's ears. Henry was left hearing the subtle laughs between them from time to time. During the ride, Jennifer talked openly about her Manhattan apartment. She boasted that it had spare bedrooms in case Jessica planned on sleeping over. That was the only hint Henry needed to hear to know they weren't leaving again, at least until tomorrow. His one frustration during this ride was that he couldn't make out the finer details of Madison Square Park from his window in the dark.

The view was an afterthought once they got inside. Jennifer welcomed them into her luxury apartment. White walls, hardwood floors, and simple furniture made the place feel more cozy. Into the kitchen, Jennifer hinted that she had a spare bottle of wine if they wanted more drinks. Jessica shook her head, asking for a bottle of water instead. The women left Henry alone in the kitchen. Jennifer told him to wait for them to get ready in another room. He didn't know where they disappeared off to. A few minutes passed, and he could hear doors opening, shutting and the loud boom of Jennifer's high heels stomping echoes across the floor. Some of the sounds were coming from above on the upper floor. Henry could only guess that she left to change her clothes or maybe to prepare a room for them. This left him with many reasons to speculate endlessly as the passing minutes began to feel like hours.

"Henry! Come find us!"

Jessica called out to him from somewhere in the apartment. When he stepped out of the kitchen, Henry noticed all the lights were turned off except one. A light above the wooden staircase brightened the white wallpaper. He had already removed his shoes and jacket after settling into the apartment with them. His feet were quiet as he moved up the stairs, gripping the rail with his right hand. As he climbed the steps, Henry could see a dim red light coming from the room down the hall. Reaching the final step, he saw Jessica's smiling face from the doorway. She had taken off her shirt and pants and was now standing in a black thong and matching bra. Her left hand rested on her hip, modeling her body to him.

"Ready for a real dance show?"

His eyes scanned her body, beginning with her face and shifting downward. Her stomach was as perfectly toned as it looked twenty years ago. Jessica's legs were a delightful sight. Newly divorced and over forty, she had aged as well as Jennifer. Her feet were pushed into a pair of black stilettos that he didn't notice from the party. Jessica winked at him as she turned her back, revealing her firm ass in the thong as she stepped into the red light and vanished into the dark areas of the room. Henry followed her, stepping into the room. Jennifer didn't tell him that she had a special place like this in her apartment arranged to resemble a private booth in a strip club. A black velvet couch was on the right side of the room. The color of the walls was in a shade of red from the ceiling light. A tea table sat on the right side of the couch with two empty shot glasses and a bottle of Don Q rum.

"Take a seat and get yourself comfortable."

Across from the couch was a television set on the wall. The red light ricocheted across the flat, black screen. A door was to the left with a visible white light from the corners and crack. Henry figured that must have been the closet where Jennifer was. He remembered what she told him before they left the party. If he wanted to get a kiss from Jessica, this was the small window of opportunity to try. He didn't want to betray her trust, so he sat down on the couch and watched as Jessica shut the door from the hall and moved in front of him. She bumped her left hip, then the right. No music was needed for her to get into a flow. Spreading her arms out, she snapped her fingers and then clapped her hands above her head to begin her dance routine. His eyes focused on her body, draped in the red light. Jessica bit her lower lip as she turned her back to him, revealing her ass.

"There's only one rule for you, mister Henry. You can look, but you can't touch. Keep your hands to yourself, and you might get lucky."

Sitting back, Henry watched her legs spread as he chuckled at her words. As if he wasn't already feeling fortunate, or maybe it was her playing the part of a stripper. She bent over, hanging her hair as she began rolling her hips to make her ass twerk. While he focused on watching Jessica, the closet door opened. Jennifer emerged from the shadows after turning out the other light. Her eyes were set on him as she stomped her heels, swaying her hips. A black bra covered her breasts, matching a G-string that barely covered her pussy. Henry caught her gaze and smiled.

"How long did it take you to fix this room up? Or did you already have it set up before we got here?"

Jennifer rolled her eyes and shook her head as she stepped closer to him. Jessica was still twerking as the older woman cleared her throat to reply.

"You're about to watch a strip show and get a couple of lap dances... and you're worried about this room?"

Jessica stopped twerking and grabbed the ends of her thong. She slid it down to her ankles and stepped out. She slowly turned, facing Henry to reveal the wet folds of her pussy. No hair was visible above her clit. He bit his lower lip, feeling the erection rising in his pants for the second time tonight. Jessica noticed his eyes focusing on her cunt. She moved her hands behind her back, unclasping her bra. She pulled it off, jiggling her perky breasts around as she twirled the bra around her left hand index finger. Jessica licked her lips, twirling her finger faster while Jennifer moved closer to Henry and turned her back to him, showing her supreme booty. Distracted by both of them, Henry couldn't decide which woman to watch. Jessica dropped the bra to the floor and straddled him. His full attention was now centered on her as she lowered her naked body into his lap.

Remembering the spoken rule of prohibited touching, he kept his hands to the side and exhaled a deep breath. It wasn't easy to resist touching Jessica's body when her tits were shaking near his face. Every inch of her body was glowing red from the light. She pressed her hands against his chest, pulling at the fabric of his shirt as she raised her head and began to grind. Henry moaned at the feeling of her ass rubbing against his crotch. Jessica closed her eyes, grinding slowly as she raised her hands behind her head. Henry glanced to his left to see Jennifer had bent over, spreading her ass cheeks. She got his attention when she began to roll her hips, making her ass cheeks clap. It was a glorious sight to witness the booty of JLo twerking while Jessica was giving him a sensual lap dance. At any moment now, Henry felt he could break out into a cold sweat as he moaned. His eyes couldn't break from Jennifer's ass cheeks clapping together.

Smack. Smack. Smack. Hard at work, she continued to twerk while glancing at him from across her right shoulder. Swallowing his breath, Henry felt the rush of excitement overwhelming him. Jessica slid her fingers up his shirt, pulling the buttons apart to expose his skin in the red light. Her touch was warm, fingernails lightly raking across his chest. He wasn't allowed to touch per the rules, but neither of them said anything about him taking off clothes. Henry leaned forward and helped Jessica, finishing the final buttons and slipping the long sleeved shirt off the right side. Jennifer quit twerking and moved over, snatching the shirt off his left arm and slinging it to the floor. Jessica's hands moved from the upper area of his chest down his stomach, feeling his newly chiseled abs while rubbing her ass against his crotch. Jennifer took off her bra, tossing it to the floor. Henry then watched as she tugged her thong down and stepped out of it. She grinned as he made eye contact with her.

"Are you having fun?"

"Oh, yeah!"

Her lips curved into a smug grin. As the last one left wearing any clothes, Henry leaned back on the couch. Jennifer stepped near the doorway where the light switch was embedded in the wall. She flicked a switch, making the red fade to a dim, standard light. Henry could see every bit of Jessica's tanned skin as she leaned in, eyes locked on his. As she moved her face closer, her breath blew across his face. She parted her lips, going in for a kiss. Henry prevented her by raising his right hand and grabbing her chin. He forced Jessica's mouth open in an 'O' shape, keeping his eyes locked on her. He raised his index finger with his other hand, shaking it.

"Your lips will look better around my dick."

A mic drop moment if there was one. Jennifer blinked her eyes as she dropped her lower lip. The shock was temporary, as she grinned deviously. Henry's words to Jessica were enough to tell Jennifer that he was in top form and ready to get dirty tonight. Only after she had her fun dancing on his lap.

"Sounds to me like someone is itching to get their pants off."

Henry smirked at Jennifer as he let go of Jessica's mouth. Jennifer patted her on the shoulder, gesturing for her to get up.

"That's enough. Let me finish getting him ready."

Rising up, Jessica pouted under her breath. She sat down on the couch to Henry's right side and watched as Jennifer stepped in front of him. Jessica glanced at the older woman's pussy to see it was freshly shaved like hers. Jennifer bared her teeth, opening her mouth slightly to make her famous pose she did in front of cameras countless times. Jessica knew that look, as did Henry. No words were needed as she made it clear how hungry she was for him. Turning her back to him, she shoved her magnificent ass out and nestled it onto his lap. Henry moaned as he felt his crotch rubbing between the cheeks. Jennifer picked up where Jessica left off, grinding slowly against him. She leaned back, brushing her body against his bare chest.

"Can I touch your body, Jen?"

"Yes, please. I want to feel your hands all over me."

As Henry slid his hands across Jennifer's hips, she continued to grind. He moaned, glancing over to his right to see Jessica's left hand playing with her pussy. They briefly looked at each other, making eye contact. The expression she gave him was a gaze of desperate determination. They had yet to fuck, but Henry was beginning to see why Jennifer didn't want him kissing the other woman. Apart from his own lust for Jessica, she had the eyes of an angel. Henry glanced away from her face as he roamed his hands across Jennifer's sexy stomach and up to her firm breasts. He subtly squeezed them, listening to her moan softly as she continued to grind her ass against his crotch.

"You're so hard for me. I can feel it."

Exhaling a deep breath, Jennifer pushed her ass back, rubbing faster. His poking erection moved down the crack of her booty. Henry felt her hardened nipples against his palms. Jennifer moved her warm hands to his wrists, silently encouraging him to squeeze her tits again. As he did this, Jessica moaned softly. He took another peep next to him to see Jessica's middle finger entering her pussy. Jennifer noticed this and chuckled a laugh in her low voice.

"Ohhhhh, you're so wet and ready, Jess. You aren't the only one. Come on, let's get his pants off and blow his mind."

Jennifer's words were a cue for her to end the lap dance and get up. Jessica did the same. Once they were facing him, the women fell to their knees. Henry leaned up to see Jennifer to his left and Jessica still to his right. They both reached for the front of his pants, with Jennifer pulling the front button apart. Jessica slid the zipper down. Together, they pushed his pants down to his ankles, revealing his pair of tight, white underwear.

"Oh my, look at that."

Jessica muttered at the sight of his cock poking directly up. Jennifer flashed her teeth in a wicked grin as she pulled the elastic band, freeing his shaft from the clothed cage it was contained in. Jessica helped, pushing his underwear down to his ankles. She didn't have much time to look at his cock, thanks to Jennifer moving in front and grasping it with her right hand.

"Mmmmmmm, there we are. I know you're excited. Look how hard you are."

Jennifer chuckled again, that same devious laugh she made. Jessica helped get his pants and underwear out from his ankles to free Henry's legs. He didn't care what the other woman was doing as he focused on Jennifer's eyes. Her lips parted, and she pushed his cock into her mouth. Jennifer didn't waste a second shoving her lips down to begin devouring his cock. When Jessica leaned back up, she witnessed the pure hunger of Jennifer's lust unleashing on Henry. The tip of his pole was already pushing down the depths of her throat. Jennifer began with a hard deepthroat, showing off her own gag reflexes to her friend and testing Henry's inner strength. He gritted his teeth and grunted, still looking into her eyes. Jennifer pulled back slightly, keeping half of his cock between her lips as she unwrapped her fingers from the base. Her lips went down again, finding a rhythm for sucking hard. Henry exhaled, taking in a deep breath as he braced himself for what was to come.

As Jennifer sucked his cock, Jessica moved her head lower and grabbed a handful of his balls. The gentle squeeze made him moan. Opening her mouth wide, Jessica flicked her tongue across his hanging sack while Jennifer plunged his cock down her throat again. Henry could see Jessica's head moving below, his eyes focusing on the length of his dick disappearing between Jennifer's lips. 'Mmmmmmm,' the soft moans sent vibrations through his shaft. The sound of licking could be heard below Jennifer's head as Jessica rolled her tongue around his balls. After sucking one, she alternated to the other. Henry didn't utter a single word as he groaned at the mercy of their lips and tongues. It was best to sit back and enjoy this wonderful show of simultaneous oral pleasure. Jennifer's lips moved faster, bobbing up and down while Jessica gently pulled his balls out of her mouth to give a wet kiss to them. Henry reached in with his right hand, stroking a few locks of Jennifer's hair.

"This is paradise, ohhhhh fuck..."

His finger moved around her left ear, dangling the gold hoop. Jennifer extracted his shaft from her mouth, releasing her lips with a pop sound. Her right hand caught his cock before it could flop against his stomach. She twisted her fingers tightly around it and wanked while looking into his eyes.

"You think this is paradise?"

"Yeah."

Flicking her tongue, she spit on the head of his shaft and laughed.

"Oh, baby. If you think this is good, you ain't seen nothing yet. We're just getting started, so sit back and watch us."

Jennifer moved aside and let go of his cock to allow Jessica her turn. The other woman used her left hand to grab his shaft, holding it upward. As she looked into his eyes, Jessica smirked.

"You would prefer to see my lips around this thing, right?"

"That's what I told you, yeah."

She kissed the tip while pushing her fingers up. Jessica's hand glided with ease across the slick, wet length. Jennifer watched as Jessica opened her mouth wide and pushed Henry's dick in. Closing her eyes, Jessica moaned as she pushed her lips down and began to suck. She moved her lips at a slow pace, almost making this a sensual experience. Jennifer didn't interfere with her friend. She didn't bother playing with his balls or anything else. Henry could see this wasn't just about his pleasure. Jennifer's eyes keenly followed Jessica's lip movements. Henry could see this from the corner of his right eye but paid Jennifer no attention. His eyes were completely glued to watching one of the biggest crushes of his life down on her knees, sucking him off.

"Fuck..."

He groaned, biting his lower lip. Jessica's eyes opened, and she blinked twice before settling her sights onto his face. Pulling her lips back to the head, Jessica twisted all five of her left hand fingers around the base of his pole. She resumed sucking, pushing her lips down enough to touch her index finger. Jennifer raised an eyebrow, studying Jessica's technique. As she continued sucking, Jessica used her hand to stroke the lower part of his shaft, pleasuring Henry with her hand and lips at the same time. She pulled her lips back, releasing his shaft from her mouth with a loud pop. Jessica glanced at the head and spat on it before moving aside near his right leg. Jennifer adjusted her knees, taking the spot in front of him. She grabbed his cock, licking her lips before shoving it into her mouth. Whereas Jessica went slow and didn't make any attempts at deepthroating. The same wasn't true for the singer whom had already proven herself to have world class cocksucking skills.

Jennifer moved her hand away from his shaft. Henry gritted his teeth, groaning as she pushed her lips all the way down, sucking his whole cock. As her lips buried around his stringy pubic hairs, Jennifer pressed her hands against his legs. Her fingernails dug into his skin as she gripped both of them, using his legs to hold something as she bobbed her head up and down. Jessica didn't bother watching like Jennifer did. The other woman leaned in, lowering her head below the singer's chin. Henry felt Jessica's tongue licking his balls again. He reached below Jennifer's head with his right hand, gripping some of Jessica's hair, guiding her to suck his nuts. His actions slightly slowed Jennifer's movements for a few seconds. When he moved his hand, she slammed his cock down her throat, making the entire rod disappear between her lips. Henry grunted as Jennifer pulled back and resumed bobbing her head, slobbering over every inch of his length.

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

Incoherent slobbering and sucking noises became loud from Jennifer's muffled voice. The golden hoops from her ears dangled, bouncing around with the movements of her head. Excess spit leaked from the corners of her mouth, drenching his ball hairs and dripping down to Jessica's forehead. Jennifer didn't care. She devoured his shaft, sucking him hard enough that Henry began to fear he could easily blast a load of cum down her throat. He reached for her hair, grasping several locks between his fingers. There was an urge to take control and fuck her mouth. Henry gave in to his desires and began to buck his hips upward, jamming his cock down Jennifer's throat. She gagged slightly while Jessica pulled her lips away from his balls. Henry noticed Jessica moving her head out from under Jennifer. This just made it easier for him to fuck his girlfriend's pretty face, pushing her head down further and controlling the motion of her head.

"That's it, that's it. Ohhhhh, fuck!"

The control was temporary, only to set the pace for Jennifer to plunge her lips down at a faster pace. Henry let go of her hair, allowing her to regain the momentum. She didn't stop sucking. Jessica's eyes observed every passing second, witnessing the sheer aggression in the way Jennifer sucked cock. Henry grunted louder as she withdrew her lips, releasing his shaft with a long string of saliva dangling from her lower lip. It broke away as Jennifer elevated her body. She grinned at Henry as she climbed up.

"You've got me ready to go wild."

Her voice was low, seductive, and bold. As Jennifer stood, she pressed her hand against his chest, shoving him down into the couch.

"I'm gonna ride you like a fucking bull."

Strong words made his heartbeat raise. Henry swallowed his breath as she bent her left knee and straddled him. Jennifer's right hand grasped for his shaft, holding it upward for her to lower herself onto him. Henry gasped as he felt his cock sliding into the warm tightness of her juicy pussy. Jennifer pressed her hands against his chest and began rolling her hips. As his cock thrust inside her, she flipped her hair around to glance across her right shoulder and take a look at her huge booty. A few bounces of her plump cheeks were enough to satisfy Jennifer. She turned her gaze back to Henry. Her hands gripped her breasts, smashing them against his face. Henry moaned, flubbing his lips to lick between her boobs. Jennifer's palms went to the back of his head, fingernails scratching into his short hair. He shook his head wildly, motorboating her breasts. He pulled his head back, planting his lips onto her left nipple. Jennifer bit her lower lip, purring loudly.

From the floor, Jessica watched Jennifer take control. Henry may have forgotten about her, but Jennifer surely hadn't. While he sucked on her nipple, Jennifer glanced behind her shoulder again. She noticed Jessica sitting there with her left hand between her thighs, rubbing at her cunt as she gazed forward at Jennifer's plump booty. It always brought a sense of pride to Jennifer when another woman was mesmerized by her ass. Snapping her fingers with her right hand, she got Jessica's attention and pointed below her booty at Henry's ball sack. Not a word was spoken as Jessica understood the gesture. Henry's tongue flicked across the areola of Jennifer's left tit. His hands squeezed at them, keeping her breasts shoved against his face. Moving her head, Jennifer gazed into his eyes, waiting to see his reaction to what Jessica was preparing to do. Henry felt her tongue lapping across his ball sack again. He moaned into Jennifer's breast.

"You like that, huh? You fucking like getting your balls licked while I ride you?"

Jennifer ensured he didn't have a single second of peace in the way she taunted him with her commanding voice. Jessica did more than merely licking his balls this time. Henry accidentally bit down on Jennifer's nipple when he felt Jessica's mouth sucking his balls. She used her hands to help herself, shoving his entire sack between her lips. The only thing he regretted was that he couldn't witness this moment. But Henry had nothing to complain about with Jennifer's boobs in his face and her thick booty moving in his lap. He moved his lips off her nipple and groaned.

"Ohhhh, fuck! Fuck yeah!! This is so fucking good!"

Henry stammered his words without much thought. With Jessica's help, Jennifer was firmly in control. She glanced behind her right shoulder again. The touch of his hands over her breasts only made Jennifer moan softly. Her eyes focused on the jiggling movement of her ass cheeks. The undersides rubbed against Jessica's forehead as she continued slobbering on his balls. Shifting his hands to Jennifer's hips, Henry felt the need to thrust. He couldn't just sit here and allow her to easily remain in control. If he didn't put in any effort, Jennifer would easily dominate him alongside her friend. He thought about Jessica still slurping on his nuts when he began to buck his hips upward. Jennifer gasped, her breasts shaking from the movement.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah! I felt that, mmmmmmm. Go ahead, Henry! Go ahead and fuck me! Fuck me hard!!"

Motivated by her screams, Henry wrapped his arms around her body and began to rise up. Jessica stopped sucking his balls when he stood, leaving the wet sack to rub against her forehead. From where she sat, she watched him hold Jennifer in his arms. Henry never would've dreamed about pulling off this move months ago when he first met her. All the time spent working out and building his body boosted his confidence. Stepping around, his buttocks was now in Jessica's face as he carefully sat Jennifer down on the couch.

"You wanna fuck me like this?"

Spreading her legs further, Jennifer breathed deep in her clenched teeth, gazing into his eyes. She didn't need to say another word. That look on her face got the point across. Her expressions pushed him into another gear, making Henry lose control. Gripping her legs, Henry mounted them onto his shoulders. He began to thrust into her hard and fast, causing her breasts to jiggle around.

"That's it! Fuck me! Just like that! I want it harder!"

Snarling at him, Jennifer pushed his buttons to make him thrust harder and faster. His hands were gripping her strong calves. So much attention was focused on Jennifer's epic booty, but Henry also admired her strong legs. He felt as if his fingers were touching Roman columns. As he continued to thrust, he forgot all about Jessica's presence on the floor. Henry remembered she was there when he felt her hands pressing against his ass cheeks. What followed was Jessica's tongue slithering up the crack. He halted his movement, gasping at the feeling of her tongue pushing through his ass hole.

"FUCK!!"

His voice echoed outside the room at a high pitch. Jennifer didn't know why Henry suddenly stopped and screamed in pleasure. His eyes went wide in complete shock. She moved her right hand down to her clit, rubbing at it while his cock was still moving slowly inside her. When she saw Jessica's hands sliding around his hips, Jennifer smiled wide, knowing what Jessica was doing behind him. Henry let go of Jennifer's legs and began to thrust again. One hard pump was followed by a second one, then a third. She lowered her legs, keeping them spread as she bent her knees.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!!"

The last thing he expected to receive from Jessica was a rimjob. Henry snarled as her tongue wiggled inside him. He grunted as he grabbed Jennifer's hips and repeatedly bucked his hips. She twirled her middle fingertip over her clit, rubbing furiously as he thrust harder and faster. Jessica's tongue was sending him over the edge. Henry couldn't think about anything beyond the need for his own release.

"Harder, Henry! HARDER!! FUCK ME!!"

Hearing Jennifer scream now only motivated him to continue his rapid thrusts. Over and over, his cock pumped into her while her boobs jiggled and shook up and down. She didn't bother touching them. Jennifer helped herself with two fingers now to rub at her clit, bringing herself closer and closer to that sweet release.

"GIVE IT TO ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN GO!! FUCK ME, HENRY!! FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEEE!!"

Overwhelmed in passion. Henry gritted his teeth and gasped at the feeling of Jessica's fingernails poking into his soft flesh. The more he bucked his hips, the harder she held his hips to keep her tongue wiggling around inside his ass. Every little movement she made was a new sensation that pushed Henry to his breaking point. He was still driving his cock into Jennifer's pussy when he saw her eyes widen. His cock exploded deep in her cunt before he was ready. Jennifer moaned as he filled her with his hot cum. Henry raised his head, clenching his teeth as he began wailing loudly.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCKKKKKK!! OHHHHHHH, GOD!!"

Jessica's tongue was still slithering in his ass when Henry felt the rush of Jennifer's cum mixing with his own. He leaned back only to feel Jessica's left palm strike against his bum. She finally showed him mercy by withdrawing her tongue and speaking.

"I'd like to say that I contributed a great deal to making you scream your lungs out!"

Jennifer wasn't the only woman in the room who spoke in teasing barbs. Henry sighed as he pulled his cock out of Jennifer's pussy and turned to see Jessica on her knees. She grinned at him, quirking her eyebrows at him.

"Are you tired out after blowing a load?"

"No."

"Good, I like to hear that. Jen said you're the kind of guy who can go more than one round. I can't stand guys who shoot their load and then roll over and fall asleep."

A statement worthy to begin round two of the night. Jessica giggled before biting her lower lip. She reached for his limp cock, grasping it with her left hand, and spoke again.

"Let's give Jen a show she'll never forget."

As she squeezed his dick, Henry groaned. Jennifer could be heard with faint breaths, catching herself after the powerful orgasm she shared. His cum oozed out of her pussy, drenching her thighs and the couch cushions. With another deep breath, she lay there watching her friend stroke her boyfriend's cock back to a fully erect second life. Jessica gazed up into Henry's eyes, bringing her other hand to his cock. She stroked it with all ten fingers.

"I want to worship your cock."

No man was going to say no to that. Henry chuckled before replying.

"I'm not gonna stop you."

He glanced over at Jennifer, seeing her eyes fixated on the side of Jessica's face. Licking her lips, Jessica kissed the head of his shaft. She lowered her right hand, keeping her left hand fingers wrapped around the base. To begin her devotion to his cock, Jessica twirled her tongue around the head. She refused to break the gaze of her eyes on Henry's. Not even after sliding his cock into her mouth. Her lips enveloped around the thickness. Seeing how she desired to 'worship' his dick, Henry wondered just how far Jessica would go. For the time being, he allowed her to suck the way she preferred. Her fingers twisted around the base, squeezing gently. That gave him an idea for what would be the first direct order to her.

"No hands while you're sucking."

Jessica obediently removed her left hand. She pressed both palms into the floor, using only her lips to push his cock deeper in her mouth. Jennifer noticed how quickly Jessica complied with the order and grinned. Still seated on the couch, Jennifer slid her right hand down to her pussy and began playing with her clit again. There was no reason for her to interfere between Henry and Jessica. As the other woman put it, this was a show for her eyes only. Jessica sucked at a slow pace, matching the sensual nature she revealed the first time Henry's dick was in her mouth. Bobbing her lips up and down, she moaned muffled sounds. Jessica pushed her way down, gagging on his cock as she forced the final inches down her throat. She closed her eyes while deepthroating it. Henry exhaled, placing his right hand on the back of her head to guide her. The effort alone was worth appreciating.

"I don't think Jessica has had a cock as nice as yours. Maybe not in a long time since she sucked on something so big and veiny."

As Jennifer spoke, Jessica gagged. That sound made the older woman chuckle.

"Maybe that's why she wants to worship it."

'Mmmmmmm,' a muffled moan was heard from Jessica's voice as she pulled back and released Henry's shaft from her mouth. It dangled towards her face as she breathed in and replied.

"This cock is so much bigger than Cash's ever was."

Hearing the name of her ex-husband made Henry blush. Jessica wrapped her left hand fingers around his cock. Whatever remnants of Jennifer's juices coated it had been licked clean. Jessica gently moved her fingers, rubbing the head of his shaft against her lips and then across her right cheek. She pressed her lips against the side of it, kissing loudly. She then began rubbing her lips back and forth as if she were blowing a harmonica. Henry was grateful that he had already had his first orgasm of the night. This made him feel confident that he could withstand all of Jessica's oral pleasures. Her lips moved back to the head, and then she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. Jennifer rubbed her clit while watching Jessica smack the tip of his cock against her wet tongue. She stopped and placed another loving kiss on the head. Her fingers slid back to the base of his shaft as she spoke.

"I want you to fuck my mouth."

Henry raised an eyebrow, grinning at her.

"What did you just say?"

"Fuck her face."

Jennifer's stern voice gave the order to him. Jessica smirked as her hand stroked his shaft.

"Yeah, fuck my face. Make me gag and drool all over your cock. After you've choked me with it, you can fuck me."

"If that's what you want, then who am I to say no?"

He expected Jennifer to say something in response to his choice words. She just sat back on the couch, watching as he gripped a fistful of Jessica's hair. Her hand let go of his cock, freeing it for Henry to replace with his own fingers. Henry noticed the small table close by the couch where the whiskey bottle sat. It was an ideal place to sit her on the table and fuck her there after he was done using her mouth. Opening wide, Jessica waited for him to slide his shaft beyond her lips. Henry pushed in, going deep on the initial thrust. Jessica made a faint gag without choking. At least not yet. Soon enough, her mouth would be making wonderful noises. His fingers slid through her hair, tightening the grip as he withdrew his cock by a few inches. Jessica pressed her hands down into the floor. Henry noticed as a new idea came into his head.

"Get on all fours."

With his cock still in her mouth, Jessica obeyed. She pressed her hands and knees into the floor. Henry had a clear view of her firm ass from behind. He switched hands, using his left to hold her head so he could lean forward and slap her booty with the right hand. This move excited Jennifer. Her finger was still on her clit, rubbing slowly. Her eyes never glanced away as she quietly observed the display of Henry's dominance with another woman. After spanking Jessica's ass, he planted both hands on her head and raised himself back up. His eyes narrowed down on her head as he began to thrust his cock down her throat. She closed her eyes, gagging lightly as he began fucking her mouth. Henry began whispering to her.

"That's it, that's it. Suck it!"

The final two words came out with a grunt. He gritted his teeth as his hips bucked wildly, slamming inch after inch of his cock past Jessica's gorgeous pink lips.

"Suck that fucking cock!"

So far she had managed to handle the onslaught of his early thrusts. The real test began when the tip of his shaft jammed to the back of her throat. Jessica immediately gagged loudly. Henry gave her a few seconds to get accustomed to how far his cock could reach. Pulling back, he resumed thrusting at a moderate pace. Jessica's eyes opened. Her eyes stared at him with her dark brown hues. He snarled at her, gradually driving his cock in and out of her mouth. An excess of saliva leaked from the right corner of her mouth. The sticky string dangled, breaking off and falling to the floor. Jessica shut her eyes again. Henry bucked his hips hard, pushing his cock down her throat. He moved faster, finally creating the slobbering and sucking noises he wanted to hear.

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

Hearing those noises brought much delight to Jennifer. She leaned up on the couch, thumping her heels against the floor. Her middle finger found its way inside her cunt covered in Henry's warm seed. Jennifer licked her finger clean as she watched him continue fucking Jessica's little mouth.

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

Her eyes watered with tears streaming from the corners near her nose. The excess saliva built up with more leaking from the corners of her mouth. Jessica took every inch of his cock, sucking as hard as she possibly could. Henry leaned forward and raised his right hand. Another spank across her ass echoed loudly in the room. His palm was stinging in pain. Henry groaned, pulling his cock out of her mouth to allow Jessica a short break to breathe. His shaft was gleaming in a shiny coat of saliva that dripped from both sides. Jessica spit on the head, adding more drool. The way she jerked her head only made Henry want to resume the face-fucking session. His cock pushed through her mouth again. Another hard thrust to begin again, and then he groaned as his fingers adjusted on her head.

"Fucking suck it!"

A wicked smirk ran across Jennifer's lips hearing the assertive manner in his voice. Henry was firmly in control, skullfucking Jessica in a way he always dreamed of. As his cock rammed down her throat again, it made her eyes water again, smearing the corners of her eyes in black smudges from the mascara. A dark tear trickled down the left side of her.

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

Henry was satisfied hearing those noises one last time. He pushed his cock down her throat for the final time. Jessica gagged, choking on the length. With two fingers at the base, Henry pulled his shaft out of her mouth. Jessica took a deep breath, mouth still open wide as more saliva. She wiped the tears from her battle-scarred face with the back of her left hand. Henry moved his left hand away from her hair and used his dominant right hand to reach back and grip a tight fistful of her hair.

"Are you ready to fuck me?"

Jessica's voice was hoarse. She coughed, sprinkling more spit on the floor. Henry didn't reply as he yanked her up from the floor and turned her around. She faced the small tea table, stumbling forward. His free hand slapped across the left side of her booty. Her stilettos boomed loudly on the floor as she moved closer to the table. Jessica grabbed the edges, holding herself upward. She flipped her hair around as she pushed her ass out, rubbing it against him. Henry spanked her again as she glanced at him across her left shoulder.

"You want to fuck me like this from behind?"

A third smack echoed in the room from another swat on her bum. Jessica noticed the lone bottle of Don Q sitting there on the table. She reached for it, quickly unscrewing the cap. It hit the floor with a clank. Jennifer laughed deviously as she watched her friend raise the whiskey bottle to her lips. Jessica needed no glass or ice as she swigged the alcohol around in her mouth and swallowed it.

"I think you should fuck her ass, Henry. I imagine it's been a while since Jessica really had a nice cock rammed up her cute ass."

Lost in the heat of the moment, Henry had nearly forgotten about Jennifer still sitting on the couch. He didn't glance in her direction. When he noticed Jessica having a drink, he needed another sip too.

"Give me that fucking bottle."

Jessica moved it from her lips, holding it up for him to snatch out of her hand. As he raised the bottle to his lips, Jessica rolled her hips and made her ass twerk.

"Shake it for him."

Jennifer spoke again, guiding her friend. By this point, Henry wasn't sure that Jessica needed any additional encouragement from Jennifer. The other woman handled herself just fine. As Jessica rubbed her ass against him, she rolled her hips and made the cheeks clap together, twerking. This was better than watching it shake. Henry finished swallowing down the alcohol and moved the bottle away from his mouth.

"Give me that, I want some too."

Leaning up, Jennifer spread her arm out. Henry passed the bottle to her. Jessica turned her head forward, still twerking as she pouted loudly.

"Are you gonna fuck my ass or what?"

She came off sounding needy in the delivery of her words. Another pout annoyed Henry. He pressed his right hand on her back, shoving her down on the table.

"Face down, ass up!"

Barking out the order, Henry watched her ass crack split to create a passage for him to shove his dick in. He did so, guiding it with his right hand and finding her dark little hole. Jessica exhaled, taking in a deep breath as she felt the head pushing in. The tightness of her ass made him groan as he pushed through. The right side of Jessica's face pressed against the flat surface of the table. Henry grabbed her wrists and positioned them behind her back as if she were handcuffed. His hands tightened, holding her arms in place as he began to buck his hips, pumping his cock into her ass.

"Ohhhh, god! Ohhhh, ohhhhhhh! Fuck!!"

Squealing and screaming, Jessica cried out. Henry thrust harder, pushing every last inch of his cock into her booty. He did this slowly, listening to her voice change as she cried out. His fingers tightened around her wrists.

"Ohhhhhhh! God!!"

It was worth the effort to make her scream like this after the way she made him do the same earlier with her tongue. Jennifer leaned back on the couch, swallowing a few sips of the rum as she watched.

"What's the matter, Jess?"

Jennifer's voice teased her. Another whimper was heard from Jessica as Henry pulled back and then slammed his cock all the way back in.

"So deep! So deep! Oh my... FUCK!! I CAN FEEL IT SOOOOOO DEEP!!"

As she screamed, Jennifer cracked up laughing loudly.

"Ohhhh, yeah! Henry knows how to give it a deep drilling. I guess Cash neglected giving your ass a good workout over the years."

No reply came from Jessica in the form of articulate words. Only screams and cries of pleasure. Henry pumped faster, rapidly pumping his cock in and out of her booty. Jessica couldn't move with him holding her arms behind her back. This must've been her first anal experience in a long time, or so he wanted to believe.

"OH MY GOD!! OHHHHH, OHHHHHHHH!! FUCK!!"

Gasping for a deep breath, Jessica yelled louder in her harsh, hoarse tone.

"FUCK MY ASS!!"

Henry was almost shocked that she wanted more from how she cried. He let go of her arms and pressed his palms against her ass cheeks, digging his fingertips into her skin as he thrust away. Over and over, he pounded his cock into her ass.

"YES!! OHHHH GOD, YES!! YESSSSSS!! YESSSSSSSSS!!"

The harder he went, Henry feared he would blow his load in Jessica's ass. What a waste to do so without experiencing her pussy, he thought to himself. With one final thrust, he pushed every last inch of his cock in her ass. Jessica kept her arms behind her back. He noticed her fingers balling up into fists as he pushed as deeply as his cock could go. Snarling loudly, he pulled his cock out of her ass. Jennifer leaned over the couch to see Jessica's gaping ass hole. It was stretched out in a way that made her smile. She placed the Don Q bottle on the floor at the left side corner of the couch.

"I wanna fuck you right now, Jessica. Let me make you cum."

Her hands moved from behind her back. Jessica raised her head, gripping the edges of the table. She turned around to face Henry, once again revealing the messy display of her ruined face. Jessica slid her body to the edge of the table, spreading her legs to invite him into her wet delight. Stepping forward, Henry moved her right leg across his left shoulder while using his hand to guide his cock into her pussy. Jessica sighed in relief at feeling his shaft enter her.

"Oh my god, thank you. All this time, I was worrying that you would be too tired to fuck me."

Surprised by her words, Henry blushed and laughed.

"I didn't know I was going to be thanked for this."

Jessica gazed at him with loving eyes despite the black smudges of her messy makeup. As he thrust into her pussy. She raised her head and closed her eyes. Henry snatched her up by the hair, watching as her eyes shot open from the feeling of his fingers digging into her brunette locks of hair. His cock was thrusting into her cunt, making her boobs shake around. His other hand pressed against her right tit for a subtle squeeze. As Jessica moaned, Henry pinched her nipple hard. He pulled at her breast, shaking it while pumping his cock in her pussy. His other hand tilted her head down to make her watch the movement of his shaft sliding in and out of her entrance.

"Fuck me! FUCK ME, HENRY!!"

"I'm not your husband, so I'm gonna fuck you like the dirty, stripper slut that I used to fantasize about you being. Just like I imagined you when I used to jack off to your fucking Sin City dance!"

Jennifer clapped her hands to his words.

"Yeah! Fuck Jess like a whore! Make her scream like one!!"

Keeping her head pushed down, Henry continued to thrust away at her cunt. He moved her leg off his shoulder, allowing her to flex it and bend her knee. Jessica's harsh cries became loud wails as his other hand pinched and pulled at her nipple again. She slipped her left hand down to her clit, rubbing it.

"Are you watching it?"

"Yes! OH MY FUCKING GOD, YES!!"

"What the fuck are you watching!?"

"I'M WATCHING YOU FUCK ME!! OHHHH, YEAH!! KEEP GOING, PLEASE!! DON'T STOP!! I WANT TO CUM ALL OVER YOU!!"

Henry chuckled, still rocking his hips to keep his shaft driving inside her. Jessica's voice sounded hoarse in her screams, yet she still belted out amazing yells. He released the grip of his fingers in her hair to use both hands on her nipples. Jessica raised her head, lower lip falling as she gasped loudly. Her moment of release was fast approaching with no way to withhold it for any longer. Jessica panted, wailing in her cries as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. This was it. A few more thrusts and Henry felt the inner walls of her pussy tightening around his shaft.

"OHHHHHHHHH!! GOD!! YESSSSSSSSSS!!"

Reaching down for his cock, Henry quickly pulled it free. Jessica's juices burst, spraying all over his chest and down to the floor. She was still gasping while her eyes locked onto his hard cock, glistening in her juices.

"Get down on the fucking floor!"

Swallowing her breath, Jessica eagerly obeyed. Her knees slammed onto the floor. She crawled to him, quickly taking his cock back into her mouth. Henry didn't even get a chance to speak the next order. Jessica already knew what to do as she sucked his dick clean of her own juices. The sound of her gagging on his dick one more time sent Henry over the edge. He reached for Jessica's hair, pulling her mouth off his cock. She looked into his eyes with an expression of knowing what was about to happen as he wrapped his fingers around his swollen shaft. Jessica opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue. She went 'ahhhh' as he stroked his cock, aiming directly at her face. Henry roared as his cock erupted.

"TAKE THIS FUCKING CUM!!"

Jessica's eyes were closed as the first spurt of cum splattered across her forehead. She tilted her head up as the second string blasted her left eyebrow. The third was a gooey wad that drenched the right side of her face. It wasn't a big load, but that was the price of his second orgasm of the night. Henry sighed in relief and smiled. A triumphant moment in his life after spending so many years jacking himself off to pictures of Jessica Alba. One of his most precious dreams was now fulfilled as he watched the cum ooze down the side of her face, mixed with the ruinous remains of her makeup.

"You fucking destroyed her."

In the passing of time, Henry had forgotten about this being a show for Jennifer's all seeing, attentive eyes. He glanced over at her, seeing the smug grin on her face as she was still sitting on the couch. Her legs were crossed, heels removed from her feet as she revealed her feet.

"I hope you aren't tired yet. You've done a good job fucking me and Jess. But I know you've still got some cum in those balls that needs to be drained."

His heartbeat raised, and for a moment, Henry felt his blood pressure drop. Jennifer was still smirking. She could see the fatigue colored over his face. A third round would likely end with him passing out in exhaustion, but what did she care? It was only fair that Jennifer repaid the favor to her old friend by allowing her to witness something special. More than anything, she wasn't going to sleep tonight without having her own booty fucked. If he didn't have any strength left, Jennifer was fine with that. She could easily do the work for him.

"I want to feel your big fucking cock in my ass. After I had to watch you give Jessica a deep drilling, I want it too."

There was no way Henry would ever refuse the opportunity to ram his dick up Jennifer's thick ass. Exhaling a deep breath, he believed that he still had some stamina left to give it to her. Jessica sat on the floor, spreading her legs out as she turned her head and watched as Jennifer moved into position. With her knees pushed together, Jennifer shoved her booty back and rolled her hips. Henry bit his lower lip watching her twerk.

"Come and get it!"

Clap. Clap. Clap. The cheeks hit together in a way that could've hypnotized him. Henry felt his cock stiffening and growing back to another erection. He gripped it, stroking a few times before he stepped closer. Jennifer flipped her hair around, making one of the gold hoops shake from her ear.

"I'm gonna drain the last bit of your cum out of those balls with my big ass."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Mmmmmhhhhhhmmmmm. I'm gonna make you cum so fucking hard, you will be sleeping all day tomorrow."

Feeling brave from her teasing, Henry taunted her back.

"Oh, yeah? I'm gonna fuck your ass so hard you'll have a hard time walking around tomorrow."

Jennifer giggled at him. She wasn't intimidated by his words at all.

"Bring it on, Henry! Get over here and fuck my ass!"

Once he moved in, Jennifer quit twerking. Henry slapped his right hand across her booty and then pulled the cheeks apart. Jessica crawled around the floor, moving to his right side where she could get a better view from a different angle. He pulled Jennifer's cheeks apart and slid his cock into her mighty ass. It was tight, much like the first time he experienced this pleasure. Before he made the first thrust, Jennifer shoved back to push his cock deep inside. He grunted as she began to rock her hips back and forth.

"I'll fuck you with my ass if I have to. Just like this!"

Smack. Smack. Smack. The sound of her ass cheeks crashing against his skin made a rhythmic sound. Henry was immobilized, stuck in this pose as he stood there completely mesmerized by Jennifer's supreme ass. She continued to back it up, slamming into him over and over. Firmly in control, Jennifer used her booty to fuck his cock. Her breasts shook from underneath her while strands of hair waved into her face and her hoop earrings dangled. Nothing could distract her right now. As she bit her lower lip, Jennifer growled at him.

"Ohhhh, yeah! You feel that? You feel how fucking deep your cock is in my ass!?"

"Fuck yeah, Jennifer!"

"Fuck my ass! FUCK IT HARD!!"

Planting his hands onto her hips, Henry finally took charge. He slammed his cock into her ass, bucking his hips wildly. Jennifer pushed back, matching his thrusts. She moved faster than him, making matters more difficult for him to keep up the pace. Jessica wiped some of the cum from her face, licking her fingers clean as she watched Henry raise his right hand and smack it across Jennifer's ass. He screamed for her, knowing that his time was drawing short.

"FUCK!! OHHHHH, GOD!! YES!! FUCK YESSSSSS!!"

The intensity was increasing with every passing second. A layer of fresh sweat developed across Henry's face, with tiny beads dripping from his forehead. Jennifer had him right where she wanted him. The harder he thrust forward, she kept throwing it back. A ripple moved across her ass cheeks each time their skin hit together. Jennifer clenched her teeth, growling at him. She couldn't hold herself back from screaming words of filth at him.

"Ohhhhh, yeah! That's it! Ohhhhh, yeah! I'm gonna drain the last bit of cum out of your fucking balls WITH MY ASS!! YOU CANNOT RESIST MY BIG, BIG BOOTY!! JUST FUCKING ADMIT IT, HENRY!!"

"I LOVE YOUR FUCKING BOOTY!!"

Hanging on by a thread for dear life, Henry tried to thrust as hard as he could. He knew better than to expect Jennifer to decrease the pressure. She wanted him to go all out, and he did so, delivering the fastest thrusts he possibly could into her beautiful ass. Jessica leaned up from the floor. The other woman was granted a front row seat to witness Jennifer's famous ass working with a cock.

"I CAN'T HOLD BACK, JENNIFER!! OHHHHH, GOD!!"

Still bucking his hips, Henry lost himself completely. Jennifer halted her movements to allow him a small bit of control to deliver the final thrusts. Raising her head, she glanced across her shoulder to see his face scrunched up and teeth bared.

"That's it! Cum in my fucking ass! Give me the last bit of cum you've got in those big fucking balls!!"

Her wish was granted with the warm rush of his cum filling her booty. Jennifer closed her eyes and smiled in absolute satisfaction, knowing he filled her pussy and ass tonight. All of his energy was spent through three rounds. Henry's cock was still in her ass when he leaned over, nearly collapsing on her back. He groaned and grunted while Jessica clapped her hands.

"Oh my god, that was epic!"

The last thing he expected to hear was Jessica's excited, hoarse voice. She coughed a bit, hinting at what would be a sore throat tomorrow morning. Henry was spent, completely. He leaned back up and carefully withdrew his cock from Jennifer's ass. Her eyes followed the movement of his body as he moved to sit down on the couch and then let out a guttural, deep groan. He had no words to mutter as he felt the heaviness around his eyes. Jennifer moved off the couch, offering a hand to pull Jessica up from the floor. The two women left him in the room where he began to fall asleep. The last thing he heard was the door opening and the sound of their heels thumping across the floor outside. Jennifer flicked the light switch, leaving him alone to sleep in the dark.

TO BE CONTINUED

[Cptnstrwrs]

This series is getting better and better with each new chapter 

[TheLW]

Holy shit, Cade... absolutely amazing, and what a pairing.

In the words of Nate Dogg, nobody does it better

[VSM14]

I have been waiting so long for you to write Jessica again and I knew this was going to be good.

No one can write J-Lo like you. She is your main star. From the BBB series to your other stories with her and now this. I am impressed as always.

Now that Jessica is single, I am curious if she will stick around in future stories here to mingle with Jennifer and Henry.

[Alaire]

A little ashamed this story slipped beneath my notice, but I'm glad I caught it now.

As you probably know, I've been a fan of yours Cade since I first read a story by you all those years ago and it has been a joy to see you evolve and improve as a writer as the years have gone by.

With that out of the way. I commend you for your continued delivery of great "MILF stories", for lack of a better term, for us to read. I love stories featuring new up-and-coming celebs, but there is something special when reading about ones I've known about since I was a kid.

Thus I'm glad you and others still include them in your stories. Jessica Alba and Jennifer Lopez will always be favorites of mine and the action you wrote for them was as always excellent.

Though I did kind of wish Jennifer Lopez joined Alba when it came to the rimming. Far be it for to be complaining though as I'm just a reader.

Anyway, once again, you have talent and I hope you will still be writing for years to come.

[Cadeauxxx]

A little ashamed this story slipped beneath my notice, but I'm glad I caught it now.

As you probably know, I've been a fan of yours Cade since I first read a story by you all those years ago and it has been a joy to see you evolve and improve as a writer as the years have gone by.

With that out of the way. I commend you for your continued delivery of great "MILF stories", for lack of a better term, for us to read. I love stories featuring new up-and-coming celebs, but there is something special when reading about ones I've known about since I was a kid.

Thus I'm glad you and others still include them in your stories. Jessica Alba and Jennifer Lopez will always be favorites of mine and the action you wrote for them was as always excellent.

Though I did kind of wish Jennifer Lopez joined Alba when it came to the rimming. Far be it for to be complaining though as I'm just a reader.

Anyway, once again, you have talent and I hope you will still be writing for years to come.

Thank you for the kind words. Your criticism is noted. I will see if I can improve that in the future.

I'm working on a new Rebound story right now that will be up for Patreon readers at the end of the week. I would like to write more of Jessica now that she is single. I'm planning something big for her.

[Cadeauxxx]

Rebound Pt. 3 On The Floor
Starring: Jennifer Lopez, Nicola Cavanis

Themes: MF, M+F, Romance, Mystery/Suspense, Dirty Talk, Female Dominant, Slave (Chains), Seduction, 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 commissioned by my great friend Angry Dutchman. The idea was entirely his and we spent a long time plotting around it. Hope you all enjoy it!



New York City, New York

The morning dawn brightened the white curtains covering every window in the bedroom. Pulling back the curtains allowed the light to flood in. Every texture line was visible on the wooden floor tiles. The gold lining in the walls reflected back a blinding light for anyone who was staring directly at it. Various clothes were scattered on the floor. A soaked towel was draped across a pair of pants and a white T-shirt. Off to the right side of the room were her clothes stripped from the previous night. Henry found himself standing in the shadow of Jennifer Lopez. Every curve of her strong legs appeared larger and stretched out into a black silhouette across the tiles. His focus was centered elsewhere. Between her legs, the crack of sunlight poked between two towers across the street. High in the sky from Jennifer's apartment, Henry witnessed the crack of dawn illuminating her tanned skin from between her thighs. He gazed forward, watching as the most famous booty cheeks smacked together.

Clap. Clap. Clap. The only sound heard in the room was Jennifer's ass cheeks hitting together in a fast rhythm. She knew from his eyes that he would be mesmerized by the sight of her booty. At her older age, Jennifer took much pride in knowing she had the world's most famous ass. Henry claimed to be addicted to it. That was what he told her the last night when he begged to fuck her in the ass. He enjoyed the privilege of being with Jennifer, especially when she made him scream in pleasure when he reached the point of no return. The lust she shared with this young man was unmatched compared to her previous lovers. Henry had the stamina and strength she preferred. As the months went by, he continued to build his body with fitness training. Jennifer succeeded in helping him transform his physical appearance, making him into the kind of man she could eventually bring into the public eye. He wasn't ready for red carpet events yet, but Henry was fully prepared to give her body the tender worship it deserved.

The cheeks of her powerful ass continued to clap together as Jennifer rolled her hips. She had just stepped out of the bathroom after drying her body. Her long brunette hair was freshly dried, all thanks to the discarded towel left behind on the floor. Henry was naked too, rolling out of bed half an hour ago. Jennifer got up and was in the shower by the time he was up and brushing his teeth. By the time he lathered his body in soap, Jennifer was stepping out of the shower. He was too groggy to make a move on her, even when Jennifer was teasing him by rubbing her booty against the glass door. The squeaking sound was difficult to forget. The way her ass cheeks were currently smacking together, he was reminded of the noise. Jennifer looked at him in the foggy mist. Without saying a word, she told him with her eyes alone that she wanted to pick up where they left off last night. In her thoughts, Jennifer was testing his resolve. She needed to see just how far he would push his desires for her body.

He was clean after stepping out of the shower. Through the silence, Jennifer could easily guess that one of his hands found a place around his cock. She continued to twerk, making her ass cheeks clap louder and faster. The sunlight from outside the window lit the way from across the street. Directly across from them was another high-rise building of apartments. Jennifer wondered if anyone could see her from afar. A decent pair of binoculars would've done the trick. In case there was someone that she couldn't see, Jennifer wanted to give them something to see. Turning around, she pressed her ass cheeks to the glass window, undoubtedly leaving a fresh imprint. Her assumption was proven correct. Henry stood directly across from her, gripping his cock and stroking it slowly. His mouth was open, looking as if he were going to begin drooling at any given second as he gazed at her beautiful, aged body. No makeup hid the wrinkles on her face. All of her glory was visible. Jennifer pointed below her muscular stomach, directing his sight to the only wet part of her body.

The sunlight poked between her thighs, nearly blinding Henry. It radiated her smooth, tanned skin while he studied the pink folds of her womanhood. Along with her legs, not a single hair could be seen above her clit. Henry knew what she wanted without her saying it in words. He got down on all fours and crawled forward. Jennifer gazed into his eyes, slowly nodding her head. She kept her ass pressed against the glass window, making sure to give a sneak peek to any person who may have been attempting to view them from a distance. The only person watching anything right now was her, seeing her young lover crawl forward. Once Henry was close enough, he sat up on his knees. Jennifer curved her lips into a loving smirk. She brushed her right palm on the left side of his face, fingers gently touching his short strands of hair. Henry pressed his lips onto her left thigh, kissing it softly before raising his head to find her pussy. Jennifer exhaled a deep breath when she felt his lips embed onto her pink folds.

Henry's tongue slipped inside. Jennifer exhaled a second time, lightly hissing as she closed her eyes. His hands traced a light touch across her legs, feeling her curves as he tasted her sweetness. Shutting her eyes, Jennifer moaned softly as his tongue slithered around inside her. He was tempted to play with her clit, but Henry wanted to grab a handful of ass first. Jennifer made it difficult for him, as her cheeks remained pressed against the glass surface. Henry got his wish as she moved slightly forward. He squeezed them both as his tongue extracted from her pussy and flicked across the clit. Jennifer touched her own body, pressing her palms against her boobs. Henry closed his eyes as he wiggled his tongue deeper and then pulled back. He found a rhythm, pleasuring her with his mouth. He took his time, enjoying every bit of her taste and the sound of her moans. Henry moved his hands from her bum. Jennifer pressed both cheeks against the glass again while his right hand found her clit. He pinched it between his index and middle fingers. As she gasped, he opened his eyes to gaze up at her.

Jennifer was biting her lower lip. The expression on her face told him that she wanted more without saying a single word. Henry gave in, circling a fingertip across her clit. He pulled his tongue back, then shoved it in and wiggled furiously while rubbing her clit back and forth. Jennifer hissed before her voice elevated to a high pitch and shattered the silence in the room. He could still hear the loud scream echoing off in the distance as Henry shook his tongue inside her. Worshiping her body like this was the only way to remind Jennifer that she was his goddess. She liked to call herself a queen, but to Henry she was more than that. He wanted to taste her juices. The louder she moaned, the more certain he was that he could get her to fill his mouth with her love nectar. She was close. Henry knew it when he felt her warm hands pressing against the sides of his head. Her long fingers ran through his short locks of hair, fingernails scratching him lightly. The feeling only encouraged him to continue thrusting his tongue in and out of her pussy.

A soft whimper was followed by a deafening scream. The impact of Jennifer's voice pierced through Henry's eardrums as her warm cum gushed into his mouth. Henry slightly gagged as he swallowed as much as he could. The fingers in his hair tightened, holding him in place along with his lips. He wanted all of her juices to flood into his mouth, and Jennifer eagerly delivered just that. Henry ran his hands behind her again, squeezing both cheeks of her wonderful ass. The sweet taste lingered in his mouth while Jennifer was slow to catch her breath. She raked her fingers through his hair, releasing him from her grasp. Henry gazed up, making eye contact with her. He expected her to say something, but there were no words for Jennifer to utter. In silence they communicated with their eyes alone. For a moment, there was a sense of passion between them. It quickly faded into something more lustful after she blinked. Jennifer smiled, gazing back at him with loving eyes. When she flashed her teeth, Henry saw something else. A deeper desire had been awakened within his goddess.

"No better way to start the day. Fuck breakfast, I wanted pussy."

No laughter came from Jennifer. Henry expected at least a slight chuckle from her voice. He squeezed her ass cheeks again, but she didn't moan. Jennifer stepped aside as his hands left her body. He turned his head, watching her thick hips as she strutted across the room. Henry would've asked her if she was satisfied, but he was too distracted at the sight of her booty cheeks rubbing together. They jiggled with each step she made, stomping across the floor. Jennifer stopped near a dresser. Sitting atop was a knitted white scarf. Jennifer pulled it, dangling the fabric from her right hand. She marched her way back to Henry and looked into his eyes while folding the scarf with both hands. In confusion, he lifted his head and gave her a funny look. Jennifer quickly fastened the scarf around his neck. Henry became even more puzzled as the cloth tightened around his neck. Jennifer held the end of it with her right hand. She tugged, forcing him to move forward on his hands.

"Crawl."

One word. That was all Jennifer spoke after all his efforts of pleasuring her. It was uttered so sternly, reminding Henry who was in control of their relationship. He could never admit it, but her stern manner made his cock grow harder. His palms and knees pressed into the floor. He crawled forward, stomping his left hand while feeling the head of his dick rubbing against the hard floor surface. Jennifer walked slowly, jiggling her booty cheeks with each step she took. Without a collar or chain, the scarf served as a substitute. Henry could see she was dragging him to the edge of the bed. Jennifer stopped, turning around to face him. She grinned while pulling the scarf hard.

"Get up here with me."

If her plan was to make him move faster, the scarf sent a strong message. Jennifer pressed her hands into the white sheets of the bed, sitting down. When Henry climbed up, she moved to rest on her right side across the red blanket. Henry pulled the scarf off his neck and tossed it to the floor. He moved behind Jennifer, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer.

"So, how was it?"

Jennifer raised her head, pushing back on him. Henry enjoyed spooning. The position was something Jennifer had much experience in. She felt his hands sliding across her stomach as he moved his head to her right shoulder. Jennifer let out a sigh but didn't reply. Henry kissed her shoulder and spoke softly.

"Come on and tell me, babe. Was I good?"

"Yeah, you were good."

He let out a sigh at her reply. Henry could feel his cock rubbing between her thighs as he held Jennifer in his arms. She turned her head, glancing at him from across her right shoulder.

"Just good? That's all?"

She smirked at his pointless questions.

"Yeah. I said you were good, honey."

Giggling at him, she relaxed when Henry blushed. He wanted to kiss her, but then he saw Jennifer's expression shift back to a serious tone.

"Good can always become great with the right effort. You've gone down on girls before me. That was evident from the way you used your tongue. But you went a little too fast. I think you were in a rush to make me cum."

"I wanted to taste you."

"Are you happy right now, Henry?"

Looking into her eyes, he felt brave enough to deliver her an honest answer. There was no sense in lying about his desires while Jennifer was using her low, seductive voice.

"No. I want more."

"More what?"

"More of you. I want to taste your ass."

Her lips curved into a devious smirk.

"You are a naughty boy."

"I know I am. Only for you."

"Tomorrow I have to start rehearsals. I'm gonna be shaking my ass on stage again, and I can't wait."

Jennifer's statement was off subject, distracting Henry from the matter at hand. All they had done was wake up and take a shower. After eating her out, the last thing he thought about was work. In the past month, Jennifer had begun preparing her European tour. To kick it all off, she was performing a special concert at Madison Square Garden. Henry had since been promoted to handling some of Jennifer's social media accounts. He worked alongside three other men who were part of her media team. It was a business behind the scenes to manage her superstar persona. His place in her world was more than just for love. As their eyes met, Jennifer continued.

"You won't get another chance to fuck my ass. At least not anytime soon."

"Wait, what?"

"Don't play dumb with me, Henry. You heard what I said. I don't like to repeat myself, and you know that."

When he least expected it, Jennifer had her ways of catching him by surprise. The way she casually shifted subjects in a conversation made him drop his guard. Jennifer pulled away from him. It was her turn to get on all fours, sinking her hands and knees down into the blankets. Henry followed behind her, standing up so he could see her glorious booty in all of its fine beauty. The crack split as she leaned forward, flexing her muscles. Jennifer flipped her hair around to gaze at him from across her right shoulder. For a moment, Henry just stood there and watched as she began to roll her hips. Clap. Clap. Clap. The cheeks were smacking together again as Jennifer twerked. He wanted to tell her to shake it, but he knew better than to open his mouth right now. She was in control, using her body to mesmerize him.

"What are you waiting for? I know you want to fuck this ass."

"I do."

"Then do it. Show me how much you love my booty."

She quit twerking just to give him enough time to react. Henry grabbed his cock and shoved it into the crack of her ass. Jennifer reached back with her left hand, spreading one cheek to show him the way into her dark little hole. She sighed in relief when Henry pushed his cock through. The grunt he made caused Jennifer to grin smugly. With her head facing forward, he couldn't see the look of satisfaction across her face. His hands found her hips, gripping tightly as Henry made the first thrust into her ass.

"Mmmmmm, that's it. There you go. Fuck my ass."

A low moan was followed with a louder call. Henry grunted before exhaling a deep breath. He had to hold his emotions in. Jennifer's booty was overwhelming at times, and he knew better than to waste all his strength pounding away. He went slow at first, thrusting several inches of his shaft and then pulling back. She raised her head, eyes shut as she moaned softly to him.

"Ohhhhhhhh, yes. That's it. I love the way you ram that cock up my ass. Come on, baby. Give it to me. I want you to give it to me harder."

Henry blushed, feeling as if his heart could melt right then and there. No prior girlfriend in his life could utter such dirty words in a loving way. Jennifer's voice was seductive with a slight hint of passion underneath. The way she called him 'baby' made goosebumps rise across his arms. He began to thrust harder, pushing every last inch of his cock deep in her ass.

"Mmmmmmmmm, yeah. That's it! Just like that... harder."

Her voice fell to a faint whisper with the final word. Jennifer bared her teeth, creating hissing sounds with each breath she took. The sound of his balls hitting across the bottom of her ass cheeks was heard louder. Even though she didn't say anything about spanking, Henry couldn't resist the thought. He raised his right hand and slapped it across her booty to watch both cheeks hit together.

"Do that again. Smack it harder this time."

Jennifer commanded him with the same authoritarian voice she used when applying the scarf around his neck. Henry obeyed, striking her ass harder. He felt a stinging pain across his palm, but it couldn't beat out the pleasure of his cock pumping in and out of her ass. His left hand still gripped her hip, holding her in place. Jennifer rolled her hips and began to push back. When he thrust forward, she pushed back to match his pace and create a working sync. Henry groaned, gritting his teeth as he growled. Jennifer glanced across her right shoulder again, gazing at his face from the corner of her eye.

"You like that? You like how my ass just swallows up every last inch of your cock?"

"Yes! Ohhhh, god! Yes!!"

The dirty words she uttered almost made him blow his load. Jennifer wasn't done teasing him.

"I could fuck your cock all day with my ass. All you have to do is just stand there and let me do the work."

Rather than stopping, Henry believed her statement to be a taunt. He would obey her to an extent, but he could see the games Jennifer played with him. If he let his guard down, she could easily overwhelm him with her booty alone. He thrust harder and faster, causing her to stop. Jennifer's breasts shook from underneath as she turned her head forward and let it hang. Off to the left, he could see her hand clutching at the blanket, pulling the fabric as he rammed his cock in and out of her tight asshole.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhhh yeah! That's how I like you to fuck my ass. Give it to me!"

Thrust after thrust followed Jennifer's demands. Henry grunted, snarling with his teeth gritted. There were few joys better than fucking her ass. He wished he could do this forever, but time wasn't on his side. With how fast and hard Henry pumped, his orgasm was drawing closer with each passing second. Jennifer was well aware. The grunts became guttural noises, proving that he was trying to hold himself back from the impending explosion.

"You're about to cum, aren't you?"

"Yes! Fuck! Your ass is too much! It's so good, I can't get enough of it!"

"Mmmmmmmm, I know. Stop and let me suck you off. I want to taste every drop of your load going down my throat."

After the last thrust, Henry pulled his cock out of her ass. Jennifer turned around, flashing her teeth at him in a devious smile. She grabbed his cock, twisting her fingers around it as she stroked the length a few times. Once she was properly situated in front of him, Jennifer enveloped her lips around the tip of his shaft. She released it from her hand, going from ass to mouth as she sucked hard. 'Mmmmmmmm,' a muffled moan was heard as Jennifer easily devoured his dick. Henry cried, hanging on to the only inner strength he had left as he tried to prevent himself from cumming. Jennifer wasn't going to be denied the taste of his cum. Not after the climax he gave her. She sucked harder, moving her lips up and down until Henry began to scream at the top of his lungs.

"FUCK!! OH GOD, FUCK!! FUCK YEAH!!"

Jennifer closed her eyes as she tasted spurts of his cum flooding her mouth. Henry gasped, raising his head to look at the ceiling as his voice pierced through the room, wailing loudly.

"YEAHHHHHHH!!"

******************

3 DAYS LATER

Busy times were ahead for Henry and the many other people who worked behind the curtain for Jennifer. It was a multi-million dollar yearly business to manage the megastar JLo. Henry had seen multiple sides of Jennifer going back to the start of their relationship. One thing he picked up on within a few months was how she preferred to tie her personal life into her public persona. Everything she had to offer was right there for the unsuspecting eye to see. Behind closed doors was another story. She lived a simple life in luxury that she built throughout the decades. He quickly went from having the job of website designer to carrying bigger responsibilities alongside her other managers. This made Henry feel special. He was more than a simple boyfriend to her. A woman like Jennifer had access to any kind of man she could get her hands on. He was fortunate. Every day he counted his blessings, showing appreciation to her on a weekly basis.

Jennifer was in no hurry to put him in the spotlight. Earlier in the year, she tested his resolve and lustful appetite when they shared a threesome with a friend of hers. Henry believed that he impressed her with how he handled Jessica Alba. Jennifer informed him that there would come more 'tests' in the future. She enjoyed watching a younger man in action with another woman. But what she didn't tell him was that Jessica had taken an interest in him. She was still single after her divorce and enjoyed their one-night stand. Jennifer took it upon herself to keep Henry happily distracted to the point he wouldn't seek contact with Jessica. As the months passed, Jennifer came to realize if she were to bring other women into their relationship, they couldn't be over the age of forty and fit the definition of a 'MILF.' It only took hearing him utter that word a single time for Jennifer to come to this conclusion. She was his type and preferred to be the only one in his life.

The topic of women didn't matter for his job. Henry now shared an office with Jennifer's senior social media manager, Larry. The man was pushing into his sixties, but that only came with experience. Henry bonded with him, learning from the man as his mentor. They engaged in long, winding conversations about the digital age and how social media changed everything in terms of managing a high-profile star. Besides the older man, Henry was often accompanied by several of Jennifer's bodyguards. The head of her security was an older man named Jose. Henry never met him face-to-face but often heard chatter among the men about 'the old boss man.' Jennifer once bragged that she had an army of bodyguards. She went as far as to call them her soldiers. The security detail was made up of an entire platoon of men. Her most special elite bodyguards called themselves 'the four horsemen.' Mikey enjoyed reminding everyone that he came up with the term as a joke relating to the horsepower of their bulletproof Cadillac Escalades.

His tall, skinny body set him apart from the other men. Mikey had short black hair and a matching mustache. Manny had the most intimidating demeanor of the bunch. His head was shaved every four months to maintain the short layer of tiny black hairs. Flames drawn in black ink were visible on his neck, extending to sleeves that covered both arms. When he wasn't wearing a suit, Manny's appearance was that of a dangerous man. A gold watch matched his rings that he always wore. He enjoyed telling Henry tall tales about how he came from the 'big bad Bronx' in a different time. The other two men were also Bronx-born Puerto Ricans. Raul and Orlando were in their early forties, known as a duo of bodyguards. Jennifer often kept them close. They were what Manny boasted as 'the strong silent type.' Raul was always wearing a gold necklace and a matching Cuban link bracelet. His hair was short and brown and swooped to the left side. Like the other men, he was skinny with a muscular build and clean shaved face. Raul was the only one who offered to work out with Henry on off days.

Orlando was the only one who could be classified as 'out of shape.' He had a gut but wasn't obese. A black mustache and light beard around his face. Henry heard rumors early on that Orlando had an interest in cars and once worked as a mechanic in Jennifer's hometown area. He was unsure if that was a fact or a joke. All the men were Puerto Rican and enjoyed breaking Henry's balls with friendly gestures to remind him that he was the lone white guy among them. Keeping up with current events, Manny jokingly called Henry 'the unqualified help'. The other men erupted in laughter when they were seated together at a table. The only comeback Henry had was to remind them all that he slept with the woman signing their paychecks. Mikey joined in, making a jab that he wasn't the first young man she dated. As the months passed, the men became close friends. Jennifer's security team often kept at least one of the four men around Henry at all times. When traveling around Manhattan, Henry often had Manny with him. On weekends, Orlando and Raul would join in. Mikey was often on a different security detail.

None of the men had nicknames. Henry took it upon himself to begin signing emails and texts to them as 'King Henry I.'. This led to a comment from Orlando that he was a king without a crown. Manny joked that Henry's ego was bigger than Jennifer's ass. He wasn't offended by that remark, instead taking it as a compliment. 'I'm the one who gets to tap that ass,' he reminded the men. Manny sent him a text with a crown emoji, teasing the younger man even further. 'Just wait till she finds out that you fancy yourself as a king. Jenny will know to put you in your place.' That remark reminded Henry about the morning with the scarf. While he joked about being a king, he knew that she was the one calling the shots. He could boast about feeling like royalty among her bodyguards, but Henry knew the truth. Jennifer had shown a different side to him with the scarf trick. It put new thoughts in his brain, making him wonder what she could've done to him had the tools been a collar and chain instead of cloth.

Jennifer was focused on her rehearsals. She had a private dance studio in the Bronx, not far from the place she grew up. It was built into the lower floor of a large warehouse. Upstairs led to a lounge area. The top floor was reserved solely for Jennifer. She only allowed a select few people to enter beyond the black door. This led Henry to believe it was an inner sanctum. The gold doorknob had an ornate design. All four of her elite bodyguards had a key to that special room. Once Henry learned of the existence of this room, he was eager to find out what was waiting behind the door. Mikey told him that they swore in secrecy to Jennifer, as if she were a queen. 'When the time is right, she'll let you in.' Such words only made him all the more curious about what went on in that room. When he asked Jennifer, she only laughed. She claimed it was her personal meeting room for her security. Henry didn't buy this, suggesting that the doorknob made it look more special than just a meeting room. All she did was smirk.

He found himself thinking about that room today while scrolling through her Instagram account. The special concert was tonight. Throughout the day, Henry was left alone to manage Jennifer's social media accounts. The media team had already rolled out selected videos and photos for the promo event. Henry wondered if there would be any famous faces attending. He combed through social media, looking for any mentions of the show from verified accounts. No one of significance seemed to be going. Or if they were, it was done in private. Jennifer didn't inform him of any famous guests. By the afternoon, Henry managed to run across a single profile with the verified blue check mark posting with the hashtag #JLo. Nicola Cavanis wasn't a name Henry had ever seen before. When he clicked her profile, Henry raised an eyebrow while browsing her content. She was a German lingerie model who worked with brands he had never heard of. Modeling wasn't anywhere close to his realm of expertise as a site owner.

As he went through her Instagram stories, it became evident that she was staying in New York for the time being. Henry spent more than half an hour scrolling through her photos. Nicola sported a slim body with a finely shaped ass that he found to be quite impressive. A quick Google search brought up several old photoshoots from the past few years. Henry was impressed. Her green eyes looked gorgeous in the photos, leading him to wonder how they appeared in person. To his mind, she had an impressive rack without appearing too busty. Something about her build made him believe Jennifer would be interested in her. She had the look of a dancer, despite her profession in modeling. After an hour of snooping through her profiles, Henry began to form ideas in his head. He just had to call Jennifer and see if she would want to meet this girl. Nicola wasn't an A-lister, but that didn't matter to Henry. One notable name was still better than none. He texted a link directly to Jennifer to have her look at the girl. After trading a few more text messages, Jennifer called Henry from across town, eager to discuss matters over the phone.

"Hey babe."

"Hey Henry, I see you're staying busy before the show."

"I'm trying."

She laughed, causing him to blush.

"This girl you sent me is very pretty. I like her face. I went through her profile and started thinking to myself. Maybe I should get one of my agents to send her an offer to model for my JLo Beauty products."

"That's nice. But I'm thinking more of what to do with her tonight."

"What do you mean?"

Henry paused for a second. He was seated at his desk. The laptop remained open with Nicola's Instagram profile still visible.

"I was thinking of sliding into her DMs."

"Go on, honey. I'm listening."

"Since she's going to be at tonight's show, I think we could offer her some kind of VIP pass. Would I need to go through a manager to discuss that?"

Jennifer paused for a moment.

"I can take care of that, don't worry. Go ahead and send her a message. If she says yes, I'll call Steve and arrange a little after-party. She can meet me and take some pictures to put up on social media. I think it would be good publicity. Make her an offer she can't refuse."

He smiled, motivated by her last words.

"Alright, babe. I'm on it."

"See you tonight, lover."

The phone clicked to a dead line. Henry lowered it from his ear and placed the phone on the table. As he gazed at the screen, he thought about how he would begin his introduction email to Nicola. If all goes well, they may have a new friend in the future. From the way Jennifer talked, he had a feeling she had bigger plans for Nicola if the girl said yes.

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1 DAY LATER

"Name on top of the cake, it's my birthday.
I'mma make this famous ass shake, it's my birthday.
Throwing all this money in they face, it's my birthday.
Every day is my birthday!"

The lyrics to Jennifer's new song echoed through Henry's mind early in the morning. He chose to view the show from the front row. His ears were still blasted from the loud music and the cheering from fans close by. It was his choice to watch from the audience since he felt the need to witness Jennifer in her element as a pop singer. The experience was one he wouldn't forget any time soon. The silver outfits she wore demonstrated every curve of her body. Several times she turned her back to the crowd to shake her booty. Every time she twerked, it was met with roaring cheers from the many fans in close vicinity. The show went on for close to an hour. 'On The Floor' was reserved as the encore to close it out. Henry forgot all about Nicola Cavanis once he was in the crowd. She replied personally to his message within the hour it was sent. From there, the two engaged in a friendly discussion before Nicola asked to call him on the phone.

No managers, no agents involved. Nicola responded to Henry's offer of a backstage pass and meeting with Jennifer all by herself. After the call, he had to contact Jennifer and alert her to the new development. From there, Jennifer brought in another manager to arrange the meeting. Henry didn't get to meet Nicola personally since he was in the crowd for the concert. He figured it was best to let the model have her moment meeting an idol. He assumed Nicola was a big fan. Her Instagram stories were filled with multiple pictures with Jennifer. The next morning, Henry was greeted with updates on Instagram and Twitter with the two together. After a show, Jennifer joked that she needed 'beauty rest.' After dinner, she spent the evening kissing and cuddling with Henry. The following day, everything was back to business. They had breakfast together before he went off to work at the office. Jennifer had her own office close by in another building. Henry found it comforting that they both worked during the day when she wasn't off doing public events.

Larry was out for the day, leaving Henry alone with Orlando. A quick cup of coffee was in store to get the day going. Henry sat down at his desk while Orlando made himself comfortable on the couch with a copy of the New York Times opened up. There was nothing out of the ordinary for Jennifer's Instagram or Twitter accounts. Henry monitored the hashtags, seeing all the mentions from last night's show. So far, it was just another day at the office. Henry leaned back in his leather chair. He wore a sleeved white shirt and black slacks. The black leather jacket he arrived in was sitting on the coat hanger. Orlando was always wearing a black pinstriped suit. It was part of the uniform that all four of Jennifer's elite bodyguards wore. The four horsemen sported gold cuff links bearing a horse head. No one outside of Jennifer's company knew the meaning of their selected symbol. As Henry sat back in his chair, the phone began to vibrate on the desk. He picked it up to see Jennifer's name on the screen and quickly answered.

"Hey Jennifer."

"Hey baby! Are you busy right now?"

"No."

"Good. I want to invite you over for lunch."

"That would be nice. Where are you at?"

"I'm across town at this new diner that just opened. There's no paparazzi around here, so we can eat outside if you want. I want you to meet my new friend Nicola. You're the one who found her, so I think it's time you meet her in person."

"That would be great!"

"I'll text Orlando. Clock off work and get ready to see me, handsome."

As Jennifer hung up, Henry got up from his chair. Orlando lowered the newspaper, gazing at the young man with his dark eyes.

"Jen just said she's going to text you. I need to see her about something important."

The bodyguard quietly nodded and smiled.

"Alright then. If she wants to see you now, let's go."

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1 HOUR LATER

Midtown traffic was always a pain in the city. During the afternoon hours, it was easy to get stuck behind red lights and wait at four-ways for extended periods of time. Orlando and Henry avoided the car jams by walking to a subway. Jennifer texted her location. With the help of a quick subway ride, her destination was within walking distance in SoHo. It didn't take Orlando much time to come across the boutique diner. Inside, the two men were greeted with the sweet scent of raspberry candles burning and piano music playing in the distance. The interior design was made up of dark wooden furniture and plush leather seats. Henry found the place to be cozy before Jennifer waved at him and Orlando from across the room. Her long brunette hair was split down the middle in beautiful swoops. A black pinstriped jacket covered her white blouse underneath, matching her pants. Jennifer gave the appearance of a businesswoman out on a date. Sitting across from her at the table was Nicola Cavanis herself.

The German model wore a green tank top revealing her cleavage and a pair of white leggings to go with matching tennis shoes. She greeted Henry with a smile and offered her hand for him to shake. They had yet to order anything to eat, with Jennifer remarking that they were waiting on his arrival. Orlando stood back, monitoring the perimeter as he had done a thousand times before. His presence was felt at all times. Jennifer had two other bodyguards waiting outside the building. Henry paid the other men no attention as he grabbed a chair from close by and brought it to their table. A waiter arrived minutes later, and Jennifer was finally ready to order food for the trio. She ordered a chicken salad and glass of wine. Nicola and Henry both joined in, ordering similar salads. Their choices made Jennifer giggle, seeing the influence she had on both of them. Along with the food came a bottle of wine. Henry had the honor of pouring a glass for each lady, then himself. As they began eating, he was eager to strike up a conversation with Nicola.

"So Nicola, do you come to the States often?"

"For vacations I do. I like visiting New York and Miami."

"I've never been to Florida before."

Jennifer smiled at Henry's answer. Nicola made eye contact with him as she continued speaking.

"Before you arrived, Jennifer and I were talking about modeling."

"Oh yeah?"

Nodding her head, Nicola carried on.

"She mentioned her new boyfriend could've been a model. I have to say, I think so too."

The two women laughed as Henry's cheeks flushed into a red hue. He couldn't contain himself from blushing. Gazing down at his plate, he tried to hide his smile.

"Okay, I get it now."

"Come on, Henry! Don't be embarrassed. You should be glad that I'm bragging about you."

His eyes shifted to Jennifer, gazing into her brown hues. As they locked onto each other, she slowly nodded and then winked. It was a quiet gesture, hinting at something more. The way she curved her lips into a subtle grin told Henry that she was thinking devious thoughts. The look only lasted a few seconds before she smiled in Nicola's direction.

"Tell Henry what you told me earlier about your last boyfriend."

Nicola had her turn to sigh and pretend to be embarrassed. Like Henry, she too blushed. Instead of a smile, it was a laugh she couldn't hold back.

"What do you want me to say?"

Jennifer raised her glass to her lips, taking a quick sip before replying.

"About your imagination."

Dropping her fork with a clank on the plate, Nicola smirked as her eyes shot back at Henry. She let out a sigh, causing Jennifer to speak again.

"Come on. He's not going to judge you. My Henry isn't like that."

"Okay, then. My ex-boyfriend liked to say that I have a dirty imagination."

Henry rested his right elbow on the table, moving his palm against his chin.

"How dirty?"

Jennifer folded her hands together, resting them under her chin as she observed this interaction between them. Nicola smirked, hesitating at first before she replied.

"Dirty enough to blow your mind."

Her reply made him flash his teeth in a devious grin.

"Go on. Tell me more."

"I just had a bad breakup last month. It's been five weeks now, and I'm not looking to get into another relationship. I want to explore. I'm feeling a bit adventurous."

How did she and Jennifer get to discussing sexual matters? Henry thought to himself. This seemed to happen so fast, going back to when they met last night. Then again, he had to think about the expression Jennifer gave him. If she was looking for another woman to share time with him, Nicola was a strong contender.

"I told her she needs to have her fun before she gets into her thirties."

Jennifer chimed in. Henry knew what question to ask her now.

"How old are you, Nicola?"

"I'm twenty-six."

He chuckled under his breath.

"Damn. I'm thirty-one. Jennifer here has us both beaten in her fifties. She could teach you some new things, as she has done for me."

His compliment made Jennifer grin smugly. She nodded, looking back at Nicola.

"See? I told you that I know how to pick a man. If you're interested in playing some games, you need to tell Henry the same thing you told me."

The light from outside glared into the window. It gave a sparkle to Nicola's green eyes, flashing like emerald jewels. She gave an innocent smile to Henry, but he knew the deception behind that look. Underneath her subtle act was a dirty girl, by her own words.

"I'm leaving to go back home tomorrow. I would like to do something a bit crazy before I go. Jennifer gave me several ideas."

"But I'm a stranger to you. I'm just some random guy who happens to be dating an older woman."

Nicola raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Exactly. I can have some fun with you and go back home. No strings attached."

He pointed to Jennifer with his right thumb.

"Only if she's in the room. Jennifer is the only woman I kiss."

Laughing at him, Jennifer shook her head.

"You're so silly! Of course I would be in the room! Someone has to guide Nicola... and show you the way too."

So many hints put his mind in different directions. Henry didn't know what to think. Did Nicola want a threesome or something else? She must've guessed that he spent a great deal of time looking over her modeling photos. Maybe she knew that it ignited a fantasy in the back of his mind. The only thing he knew about her own fantasies was the word 'dirty.' But how far did that go? So many questions lingered in his thoughts, but he had no answers.

"What do you want to do, Nicola? Be honest and tell me. I'm assuming you've already told Jennifer."

"Actually, she hasn't."

Jennifer replied before Nicola.

"I haven't made my mind up yet."

"But when you do, you'll tell me... and not Henry."

Gazing in Henry's direction, Jennifer smirked at him.

"It's nothing personal, honey. This is just girl talk."

Nicola giggled, followed by Jennifer flashing her teeth in a playful smile. Henry couldn't get mad and instead found himself blushing again. He got up from his chair.

"I'll excuse you ladies then and head back to work. Thanks for inviting me for lunch."

He leaned over, kissing Jennifer on the cheek. She glanced back at him, still smiling.

"You know I like a man who works hard."

"Work hard to play hard."

He returned the wink to her, just as he did to him earlier. A quiet nod was another silent gesture. Even though she didn't say it to him, Henry could see that he and Jennifer were on the same page. He had a strong feeling that tonight was going to be a wild event. For the time being, he left Jennifer and Nicola alone. Henry knew better than to impatiently interfere with their discussion. When the time was right, he would have an answer. If not soon, then maybe by tonight. Everything depended on what Nicola wanted to do.


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8 HOURS LATER

The Bronx, New York

Into the night, New York City remained lit up with busy streets and lights visible from long distances. Henry didn't expect to be out once the sun fell. Jennifer never called him back, leaving him to count the hours passing as he was left in the dark about her plans. Orlando changed shifts, and Manny called Henry after dinner, eager to go out for a ride. Manny offered to drive him around the Bronx without giving Henry many details about anything. It was hard to overlook the secrecy, as Henry could feel that there was a plan set in motion right now. Manny was in too good of a mood to hide it. He told Henry that he talked to Jennifer earlier today and she needed him to be awake into the midnight hours. Why would she tell Manny this and not him? Henry was confused. His mind wandered back to Nicola, curious to know what they decided to do tonight. They spent some time at a small restaurant in the Bronx. After they left, it was a short walk to a bar close by. Manny didn't indulge in any tall tales after downing a few shots of whiskey.

The drinks turned out to be an excuse for Manny to throw his keys at Henry. It was finally his turn to drive one of the big black Cadillacs. Henry didn't say no. He took the keys and climbed into the driver's seat. Manny sat in the passenger seat, quickly commenting that he rarely was able to relax in the comfort of the leather seats. Henry wanted to roll his eyes but fought off the urge. Underneath his pinstriped jacket, Manny's white shirt was tucked in. He had on a fancy gold belt buckle with his initials, M.S. It gleamed in the darkness of the vehicle once they pulled out into the street. Henry didn't know where they were going. He hesitated on asking, just in case it was a long drive ahead. Manny was busy with his phone in his hands. After he fastened the seat belt, he couldn't pull his eyes away from the glowing flat screen. Henry drove around the corner, shifting into traffic behind a few cars until they were stuck at a red light. While sitting there, he was finally ready to ask Manny the question regarding their destination.

"So where are we going?"

"A special place. The boss lady wants to see us."

He chuckled, flashing his teeth in a smile back at Henry as he raised his right hand. On the screen was a photo of Nicola Cavanis.

"For a guy who only got this job cause you're with the boss, I have to give you credit. You sure know how to find hot girls. You're more useful than I thought, even if you are unqualified and lucky as hell."

The light flashed green. Henry wanted to flip off Manny but chose not to as he moved the car forward on the streets.

"Do you even know her name?"

"Nicola. I met her last night."

Manny must've been on the security detail for the backstage event. Henry quietly thought to himself, putting two and two together in his mind.

"She's got a nice ass. I know you are the lucky guy who gets to see the world's greatest ass every night. But you gotta admit, this girl has a fine, thick bottom."

"What's it to you?"

"Good question! The boss lady wants to see us right now. She's waiting at the dance studio with Nicola."

Leaning forward, Manny swiped his hand across the GPS system under the radio dial. Henry watched the screen flash as a yellow line was created, showing him the way. He had to drive before he could settle in his thoughts and let his mind wander.

"Text Jennifer and tell her that we're on our way."

"Sure thing, man. But there's just one more thing I need to tell you first."

"What?"

"She knows that you've been calling yourself a king... and I don't think she's real happy about that."

Oh fuck, he thought to himself. For Jennifer to tell Manny such words, Henry could only imagine how angry she was at his boasting. He couldn't help but feel smug about the fact he was dating the one and only JLo. In the back of his mind, he remembered the trick she did with the scarf. It had been among his more kinky thoughts, wondering what Jennifer could've done if she had better tools that day. He didn't want to think about the possibilities of other men witnessing him. What if she planned to make her her captive alongside Nicola? Henry couldn't bear the thought of humiliation as he drove through the night. He only hoped he wasn't going to be walking into a trap. The remainder of the ride was kept in silence. Manny didn't utter another word until they pulled up outside the warehouse building converted into her dance studio. Henry shut off the ignition, pulled the key out, and tossed it to the bodyguard. When they got out, he noticed the fleet of Cadillacs all lined up in the other parking spaces.

"Let's go, man."

A white door led into the building. Henry didn't think much of it as he entered. Manny stepped behind him. The lights were off in the large room. Manny quietly gestured to the staircase leading up.

"Come on, Jennifer is upstairs."

It suddenly dawned on Henry that he was referring to that special room. The one with the fancy gold knob that he had never been allowed in. What awaited him in there beyond the black door? Deep inside, he felt a drop of nervousness bubbling up. He had a bad feeling about this that he couldn't shake. Once they reached the top floor, Henry looked at the shining gold knob to that door.

"Is she in there?"

"Yeah. The door is unlocked. Go ahead, I'll be right behind you."

With a deep breath, Henry grabbed the knob. The metal was cold, but he didn't have time to think about that as he turned it and stepped into what was a dark room. Not a speck of light was visible. Manny shut the door, leaving them in pitch black until the lights came on from the roof. It was a simple gray room with a door in the middle. The light came from a fluorescent panel in the ceiling. The walls were painted black with no visible decorations on any of the four sides. Speakers were in the four corners high on the ceiling, but Henry only noticed them when the sound of Jennifer's stern voice came through.

"Henry, this is Jennifer."

"Jennifer, where are you?"

Could she even see him? Maybe there was a hidden camera somewhere out of view.

"Since you think you're a king now, I'm giving you the chance to prove it. Behind this door are three other men who will join Manny. My bodyguards are yours to command. Tonight is all about you. We're going to see if you're a leader of men. If you are brave, then go through the door and rally your troops. Don't worry, Manny will brief you on the situation if he hasn't already. Now go."

The language she used was militaristic and completely out of the ordinary from anything Jennifer had ever told him. Her voice was strong, oozing authority in the way she delivered every last word. The nervous feelings Henry previously felt had now morphed into a rush of adrenaline. He grabbed the doorknob and stepped into a brightly lit room where three naked men stood in black cowboy hats. Orlando, Raul, and Mikey were all there.

"So the king has arrived..."

Mikey was the first to greet Henry, smiling at him as he nodded. When he gazed down, Henry noticed all the men were wearing black cowboy boots with embossed textures. The choice of shoes matched their hats with angled brims. Orlando was the only one who had a chubby frame. The other men were all skinny with hairless torsos and impressive arms. In that moment, Henry was happy that he had been working out to build muscles like them.

"Alright, you fabulous motherfuckers! Listen up!"

Manny clapped his hands after speaking.

"You're all ready. Naked and got your cocks hard thinking about that little slut waiting on us. You guys better be hard as fucking rocks right now."

Pulling off his jacket, Manny loosened his right shoe to pull it off. He then walked in front of Henry and gave him the nod.

"We are your soldiers under command. If you want Jennifer to crown you, then you have to guide us. She's waiting for us, and so is the model who wants to become a whore tonight."

The last cowboy hat was sitting on a shelf latched onto the right wall. Underneath it was a bench with clothes folded up. Henry didn't have time to stop and think. For the longest time, he had wondered what was behind this special door upstairs to her dance studio. As the mystery was slowly unraveled, he could only guess that they were entering some kind of special fuck room. It made him wonder what other hidden places Jennifer had spread out across the various property buildings she owned. After Manny stripped off his clothes and stood naked, he put on his cowboy hat. All of his tattoos were visible, showcasing the wicked designs that covered his entire arms and extended up to his neck. It was then Henry's turn to quietly peel off his clothes. He began with his shoes, then his underwear and shirt last. He didn't feel a hint of embarrassment standing nude with a semi-erect cock surrounded by these men. The only piece of clothing he kept on was his socks to make up for his lack of boots.

"Are we ready to move out?"

Henry asked as he looked back at Manny. The man nodded at him.

"Yeah, let's go."

Raul and Orlando nodded. Mikey raised his right hand, signaling that he was ready. Henry went for the white door, opening it to step through. The men lined up behind him as they entered a dimly lit room. The walls were gray, matching the floor with stone tiles. Across the left side of the room was a large throne chair. It had black leather padded cushions and sparkling jewels under the armrests. Directly in front of the throne was a black circle drawn on the floor. Stepping a bit closer, gold lighting glittered from what appeared to be Jennifer's infamous 'JLo' logo inside the circle. Across the room was another door, open with a dim light shining through. The sound of boots hitting the floor echoed with loud thumps followed by metal clanking noises.

"Crawl."

Jennifer's voice echoed despite the low tone. The way she uttered that single word brought back memories for Henry when he had a piece of cloth wrapped around his neck. From the doorway, Nicola Cavanis crawled forward. The shining metal of a silver collar was visible around her neck. A chain dangled from it, undoubtedly held by one of Jennifer's hands that was out of view. Only after Nicola had crawled into the room did the goddess reveal herself. Platinum boots ran below her knees, attached to a shiny, silver garter belt that went up to her stomach. Jennifer's pussy was completely exposed and wet and gave the appearance that it had recently been licked. As Henry watched her enter, the four men gathered around the logo near her throne. Her long brunette hair swayed from the split down the middle. Her right hand held the chain linked to Nicola's collar. In her left hand, Jennifer twirled a sparkling cane. Henry noticed that it was the same cane she danced with on stage last night. She moved it in a slow, deliberate motion, twirling it back and forth between her fingers.

"Are you ready to lead your men, Henry?"

A shiny, silver bra covered Jennifer's tits. It was the only thing she hid from view. She quit twirling the cane as she stood in front of the throne. Henry was facing her with Manny and Orlando to his left. From his right shoulder, Raul and Mikey stood tall and ready.

"I'm ready, Jennifer. We're all ready."

Looking into Henry's eyes, she raised her right hand and passed the chain to him. Nicola quit crawling once she was in the center of the JLo logo. She gazed up at Henry with her sparkling emerald eyes. Nicola's palms were pressed into the floor as she awaited the first command. Jennifer passed her cane into her dominant right hand and raised it as she nestled her thick booty down into the cushion of her throne.

"I'm ready to serve you, Henry."

As Nicola spoke, the four horsemen all grabbed their cocks. Henry nodded to Nicola.

"You want to serve me?"

He then yanked her chain, digging the collar into her neck.

"Yes."

"Are you going to be my fucking slut and do some dirty things for me and these nice guys?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then what are you waiting for? Start stroking my dick."

Nicola raised both hands, gripping his shaft as she began to twist her fingers around it. The way she looked at him brought out the beast hidden within. If it was a showcase of dominance Jennifer wanted to witness, Henry was ready to deliver with the other men to help him. They circled around Nicola. Behind her back was the queen herself. Jennifer held the cane, gently turning it to make the diamonds glimmer and shine in the corners of Henry's eyes. He wanted to look at Jennifer but maintained eye contact with Nicola as he ordered her.

"Start sucking it."

She broke eye contact only to gaze at the length of his shaft. Nicola parted her lips and flicked her tongue across the head before wrapping her lips around it. Her palms pressed against the floor below. Henry noticed this as his cock disappeared between her lips.

"Raise your fucking hands. Grab two cocks and start stroking 'em."

Her eyes shot up at him as Nicola threw her arms forward and grabbed the first cock with each hand felt first. Her right hand fingers were grasping at Manny's dick while the left gripped Raul's erected pole. She squeezed both cocks, jerking her hands back and forth in sync with her lips bobbing up and down Henry's shaft. She maintained eye contact with him, studying the stern face he gave her. This entire event massaged his ego in such a way that Henry felt he could indulge a power trip right in front of Jennifer. For now, he stood firm and let Nicola suck at her own pace, but that wouldn't last. Soon enough, he was confident that he would be fucking her pretty little mouth.

"Faster! Move those fingers up and down!"

Manny yelled at her, speaking out of command. Even though they were playing along as Henry's soldiers, he didn't feel the need to correct another man. Nicola was outnumbered and soon to be overrun by the sheer number of cocks aimed at her face. She obeyed Manny, jerking both hands faster and harder. Jennifer watched from behind Nicola, studying the movement of her head. When Henry glanced at his queen, he noticed her eyes moving further down to see Nicola's booty sitting on her knees. That gave him an idea.

"That's enough, Nicola."

Pulling the chain, Henry caused the links to clink and clank together.

"Let go of their cocks and get ready. I want you on all fours."

An annoyed grunt came from Raul's voice, but he didn't speak on his frustrations. Nicola let go of both cocks and planted her palms down into the cold floor. Rising on her knees, she assumed the position Henry commanded while allowing his cock to slip out of her mouth with an audible pop.

"Are you going to fuck my mouth, Henry?"

Her question was met with a tug on the chain.

"Yes, I am. Let's see if you have a real whore mouth."

Behind Nicola, Jennifer played with the cane in her hands. She raised it slightly, twirling it around to make the jewels sparkle and glitter. Henry wanted to look at her face, but he concentrated his view on Nicola as she spread her legs out. As soon as Nicola parted her lips, Henry gripped his cock from the base with his free hand and shoved it back into her mouth. He braced himself with a grunt and then screamed at her.

"Suck that dick, you fucking dirty slut!!"

As Henry's voice echoed throughout the room, he bucked his hips and slammed every inch of his cock down Nicola's throat. She gagged lightly as his free hand brushed through her hair to maintain a solid grip. He held several locks of hair tightly as he pumped into her mouth. The chain links rattled with every movement he had.

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

Nicola's mouth generated a symphony of drooling slobber sounds to the delight of Henry's ears. He groaned as he yelled to the other men.

"You fucking hear that, guys!? That's the sound of a slut's mouth getting fucked! A dirty slut at that!"

All four of them erupted in laughter. They were busy stroking their cocks as they moved a bit closer to surround Nicola. Jennifer nodded, pleased at what she was currently witnessing. She raised the cane and slid it between Nicola's ass cheeks.

"This ass is so beautiful. Take it from me. I'm the only one who can judge a booty the proper way."

Jennifer began rubbing the cane up and down the crack of Nicola's ass, all while she was feeling Henry's cock pounding down the depths of her throat. Her mouth made more slobbering and sucking noises as she shut her eyes tightly.

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

Drool built up around the corners of her mouth and leaked with thick strings falling to the floor. His balls rubbed against her chin with each full thrust he made, pushing his cock as deep as it could go down her throat. As Henry continued to fuck Nicola's beautiful face, Jennifer withdrew the cane from the crack of the girl's firm ass. Henry noticed the tip of the cane had a shiny, metal ass plug attached to it that definitely was not there last night when she was on stage.

"Keep fucking her mouth. I want to hear her gag and slobber all over every cock in this room."

Jennifer spoke with absolute authority in the room. Henry pushed every last inch of his shaft down Nicola's throat and held her there. After six seconds, she gagged and choked on the length. He grunted while withdrawing his cock to see it soaked in saliva and counting four ropes of drool dangling back to her wet lips. The strings broke free as Jennifer reared back the cane and brought it down on Nicola's ass with a hard swat. Her body jerked forward as Nicola cried out.

"Tell Henry what you want now."

Stepping back, he wrapped several links of her chain around his left hand. Nicola gasped for air as she gazed behind her right shoulder to catch a glimpse of Jennifer's stern expression staring back at her.

"I want another cock to suck."

Spank! Jennifer brought the cane down a second time, striking both cheeks.

"Say it louder."

Nicola screeched before belting out a loud scream.

"I WANT ANOTHER COCK IN MY MOUTH!! LET ME SUCK ON SOME MORE COCKS!! I NEED ONE IN MY MOUTH RIGHT NOW!!"

Jennifer gazed at Henry, motioning at him with her left hand, doing the 'come hither' gesture. As he stepped around the men, the chain attached to Nicola's collar moved towards her back. Henry stood on the left side of Jennifer's throne. She didn't say a word to him as she moved her lover into position. It clicked in his mind that she wanted him to see Nicola from a different angle, resting on all fours like a leashed animal. Manny was the first of the men to step forward, holding his cock with one hand. Before he could feed it into Nicola's mouth, she enveloped her lips around the head.

"Fuck..."

The man groaned aloud as she began to work her lips up and down, sucking his cock at a moderate pace. Jennifer raised the cane again, drawing it back as if she were preparing for another spank. A red line was visible across both cheeks of Nicola's impressive ass. Henry thought it looked special in the photos on her social media accounts, but it proved to be far more spectacular up close like this.

"What do you think of her ass?"

Jennifer's question was intended for Henry. The other men gathered around Manny, watching intently as Nicola sucked.

"I think it's fucking beautiful. It's a work of art."

A faint chuckle was heard from Jennifer's low voice. She brought her arm down, spanking Nicola's ass for the third time with the cane.

"You hear that, whore? The would-be king thinks your ass is a piece of art. Maybe I should paint some more red lines on it!"

Raising her arm again, Jennifer brought down another hard spank. Nicola shut her eyes and sucked inch after inch of Manny's thick shaft. Each time she pushed her lips down, she came closer to deepthroating his entire length without the aid of her hands. Manny didn't grab a fistful of her hair or anything. He just stood there and let her suck at her own pace. The spanking sent a strict message for Nicola to suck faster. Manny gritted his teeth, giving the impression that he was already close to his orgasm. Behind Manny's right shoulder was Orlando. He tried to reach for her left hand. Henry noticed this and hauled the chain, pulling Nicola upward a bit. Manny's cock slipped out of her mouth. He eagerly stepped aside, ready to get away from her before he blew his load. Orlando was the next man up. Since Nicola was now sitting upward on his knees, he had a new idea.

"Grab your tits. I want to fuck 'em."

Jennifer smirked at Orlando's request, quickly speaking.

"You heard the man. Show him that you know how to use your tits like a good whore."

Henry wanted to interject with his own words, but Jennifer beat him to it. Nicola grabbed her breasts, flexing her elbows as she rubbed them together and glanced down. Orlando's cock was dry and requiring a bit of lube for a proper tittyfucking experience. As he pushed it between her tits, Nicola gazed down and spit on the head. She ejected a second wad of saliva when he made the initial thrust forward. tugged the chain to raise her head. When Nicola glanced to her left, she saw Mikey's cock shoving towards her face. To her right was another long pole belonging to Raul. She could only suck one, so she moved her head to the right and opened her mouth wide. Mikey helped her by placing one hand on her head, holding Nicola in place as his cock slipped between her lips. At the same time she sucked, Orlando's dick glided up and down between her soft, firm breasts.

"I want to fuck her ass."

Manny blurted out his words between a groan. His cock was glistening, soaked in saliva that dripped to the floor. He didn't bother wanking himself. It was evident that he was holding himself back for another round. His statement made Jennifer grin.

"You hear that, Nicola? One of my soldiers wants to fuck you right in the ass."

Jennifer slid the cane onto Nicola's left shoulder, allowing her to feel the cold jewel decorations. She then rammed it back and forth, gesturing the way Manny's cock would be taking her ass soon.

"He's going to slam every inch of his hard cock right up your ass. Tonight you're gonna be it on the floor. You're gonna be screaming for me as you fuck the night away on the floor."

The play on her lyrics from 'On The Floor' made Henry blush. His grip on the chain became sweaty, but he maintained a tight grip. Jennifer moved the cane from Nicola's shoulder, following Mikey pulling his hand away. Nicola turned her head, plucking Mikey's dick from her mouth with a loud, echoing pop sound. She turned her head to the left and licked Raul's cock before squeezing her lips around it. As she alternated cocks in her mouth, Orlando thrust harder and faster between her tits. For a brief moment, Henry was disappointed that he couldn't see her multitasking act from up front. He remained at Jennifer's side to only witness Nicola's long brunette hair swaying around the heavy chain links. 'Mmmmmmm,' Nicola made a muffled moaning sound as she closed her eyes. Raul placed both hands on her head and began to thrust forward, taking charge to fuck her mouth like Henry did before him. Jennifer grinned a sinister smile as she heard more slobbering and sucking noises from Nicola's mouth.

"MMMM-GWAK-KAH-MMMMMM-GWAH-GWAH-MMMMMM-KAH!"

Between each gag, Nicola made moaning sounds. Orlando's cock pumped harder and faster between her breasts as he grunted.

"Her tits are amazing. I could fuck these all night!"

Manny was off to the side watching. Orlando made a few more thrusts between her tits and stopped. Just as he quit, Raul halted his own movements. His rod was still shoved between her lips as he made a few steps closer, moving until he was facing her. Nicola opened her eyes, blinking a few times as she gazed up at him. He slipped his hands to the side of her head, holding her place as he began thrusting away again. Orlando and Mikey gathered around, watching as their colleague skullfucked Nicola.

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

Nicola shut her eyes tightly in a vain attempt to hold back from tearing up. What little bit of makeup she wore was ruined with the streak of tears flowing down the corners of her eyes. Bubbles of spit formed around the corners of her mouth, building into long strings of drool that dangled until breaking away to create small puddles on the floor. The sounds her mouth created became so satisfying to Jennifer. She felt herself growing wetter by the minute. Henry noticed her free hand playing with her pussy. Jennifer pinched her clit and used the tip of her middle finger to pleasure herself. Watching her masturbate was causing his cock to grow harder. Jennifer let the shiny butt plug at the tip of the cane touch the floor as she left the tool resting against her right thigh. Orlando, Mikey, and Manny all watched as their brother-in-arms was still busy using Nicola's mouth for his own pleasure.

"Fucking suck it! Yeah! Yeahhhh!!"

Raul yelled at her as he made a few more hard thrusts into Nicola's mouth. Amidst all the groans and slobbering was a different sound of lust coming from the throne. Jennifer cooed softly as she fingered herself.

"Mmmmmmm, she told me she wanted to be a slut tonight. I see now that she was being honest. What we have here tonight is a party freak on the floor."

Raul had enough. He let go of her head and then pulled his cock out of her mouth. Nicola leaned forward, planting her hands on the floor as she coughed and gagged. Breathing heavily, she ejected a wad of saliva on the floor, drenching part of the golden 'O' in the JLo logo. Henry wasn't amused at this sight. He yanked at her chain, raising her up.

"Who the fuck do you think you are, whore!? How dare you spit on the queen's fucking symbol!"

Amused at his reaction, Jennifer reached for the chain, gripping it to get his attention. When Henry gazed at her face, she let go and shook her head with a devious smile.

"She didn't mean it. She's just overwhelmed from having her mouth fucked. Isn't that right, Nicola?"

Gripping the handle of the cane, Jennifer rubbed the metal tip across Nicola's back. Henry gave some slack on the chain to allow Nicola to move on all fours into another crawling position. The cold sterling steel roamed across her skin, making her moan.

"Yes..."

Nicola's voice was faint but not hoarse. She tried to catch her breath as Jennifer spoke again.

"You've sucked on four cocks so far, and you still have one left to go. Are you hungry for more?"

When Nicola gazed up, she saw Orlando's chubby stomach and a big grin on his face. He quirked his eyebrows up as he made eye contact with her.

"I want to suck another cock now."

What she couldn't see was the cane drawn back, but Nicola felt the powerful strike as Jennifer spanked her again.

"Show him that you mean it, Nicola! Put your slutty mouth to work."

Rising on her knees, Nicola obeyed Jennifer's command. Orlando didn't interfere with her so far yet. Nicola felt that she had some control, so she squeezed his balls with one hand while her other fingers squeezed around his shaft. She jerked her right hand up and down as her tongue twirled around the head. It was the only bit of teasing she did before going down on his shaft. Nicola lowered both hands to his balls as she sucked the first few inches of his cock. All the men gathered around to watch the way she sucked Orlando's fat, thick rod. She began slowly, yet slobbered loudly. Jennifer quit rubbing her pussy as she placed the cane on Nicola's right shoulder.

"While you're sucking his cock, I want you to think about all the other ones waiting for you. There's four other cocks ready to pound into you. My soldiers are going to make you scream all night long."

The dirty words got a rise out of Nicola. It motivated her to push her lips all the way down, deepthroating Orlando's cock in its entirety. He gritted his teeth, grunting muffled noises. Her fingertips pressed against his balls, gently massaging them with both hands. As she drew her lips back, Nicola repeated the process with a second deepthroat act. To do it twice pleased Jennifer enough to crack a small grin across her face.

"Are you enjoying that cock, Nicola? Does it taste better knowing that soon enough, it's going to be in your pussy while another one is rammed up your ass?"

A profound speech motivated the men to all grab their cocks and begin stroking. All of them except for Henry, who was stuck holding Nicola's chain. He could feel his own rod twitching, begging for the touch of his or Jennifer's own hand. While he was having fun playing into this slave fantasy, he would've preferred to stop everything and fuck Jennifer in front of all her bodyguards. She was fully in charge, commanding playing into emotions that stirred every action in the room like an evil queen. Never could Henry have guessed that Jennifer was a mastermind mistress like this. Exhaling a few deep breaths, he watched Nicola gently devouring Orlando's shaft. Jennifer drew back the cane and tapped the metal tip into the floor to create a clanking sound.

"Are you ready to move on and get your holes plugged in, Nicola?"

Ding! Ding! Ding! The sound echoed throughout the room, capturing Nicola's attention. She pulled Orlando's cock out of her mouth and turned to gaze in Jennifer's direction.

"I'm ready. I want to put on a show for you."

"That's just what I want you to do."

With the cane in one hand, Jennifer snatched the chain out of Henry's hand. She hauled a strong tug, dragging Nicola across the floor until the girl came stumbling towards her throne. Sitting on her knees, Nicola watched as Jennifer reached for her collar and unhooked the chain from the metal ring in the center.

"There's no need for this anymore."

Jennifer slung the chain across the room. It crashed against the tiles with a hard enough force to leave a scratch. Nicola obediently sat up, resting her palms against her legs. Jennifer raised the cane, showing her the metal tip. She knew where it would be placed soon enough. Only Nicola knew of the secrets and plans she went over with Jennifer before the men were called in. Henry was the one kept completely in the dark about all of the kinky surprises in store. The collar served two purposes. One was already complete with no use for the chain anymore. Jennifer told Nicola earlier tonight that the collar would prevent any man from grabbing her by the throat. Nicola opened her mouth wide, inviting Jennifer to place the butt plug onto her tongue. She didn't wrap her lips around it. By keeping her tongue out, Nicola let Jennifer twirl the plug around, making the shiny surface gleam further in the wetness of her saliva. After a few seconds, Jennifer raised it again and then instructed Nicola as if she were her dirty slave girl.

"Get up. You're going to be bent over real soon."

As Nicola stood on her feet, Jennifer spoke again.

"Pick a man. Who do you want to be inside of you first?"

She didn't hesitate to point both index fingers at Orlando. Nicola's mind was already made up without further thoughts. Jennifer gazed at her bodyguard and nodded.

"It's your turn to get on the floor."

From where Henry stood, he suddenly realized the purpose of the JLo logo painted on the floor. The gold lining in the letters showed the way for creating positions. A mattress, couch, or even a table would've been more useful for a gang bang. But this was all about Jennifer. It was her game, played by her rules and her men of choice. Henry was lucky to be her boyfriend and not one of the four men she was bossing around to create the necessary positions for her enjoyment. Orlando laid down on his back as if he didn't have a care in the world.

"Get on top of him."

The next order was for Nicola. She straddled Orlando and gripped his cock with both hands. From Jennifer's throne, she had a clear view of the action from the side. She could see Nicola lowering herself down to push Orlando's shaft into her cunt.

"Ohhhhhhh, yeah..."

Closing her eyes, Nicola moaned softly at the wonderful feeling inside her. Jennifer handed the cane to Henry.

"Get behind her. You're going to use this on her ass before anyone goes inside of it."

Hearing Jennifer instruct her boyfriend made Nicola giggle. She tried to hide her smile by covering her mouth with her right hand. But it was of no use. Jennifer saw the cute smirk and sternly glared at her. Henry's eyes studied the red lines across Nicola's ass. The marks stretched across both cheeks of her fine, round-shaped rump. Nicola pressed both hands against Orlando's fat stomach, leaning forward and then using her right hand to spread her ass cheeks.

"Go ahead. Put it in her ass."

Henry wondered if Jennifer was doing this deliberately. Was this a test? Did she want him to sue the toy to prevent him from fucking another woman's ass? The questions came to his mind for a reason. He couldn't help but feel a test of his loyalty after the last time they were in a room together with another woman. He paid no attention to the other three men who gathered around the logo on the floor. Mikey's and Manny's cocks were within reaching distance for Nicola. Raul was standing face-to-face with Orlando's head between his legs. This new position made it easy for Nicola to be overwhelmed. Henry began by sliding the tipped decoration of Jennifer's cane into Nicola's ass. She gasped, moaning aloud. Orlando pressed his palms against her breasts, squeezing them.

"Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh, my god!!"

For the first time all night, Nicola's voice elevated. It was only the beginning. Jennifer knew that soon enough, she would be screaming in the ecstasy of pleasure. As Henry pushed the butt plug in and out of Nicola's ass, she began to bounce herself on Orlando. His cock moved around inside her. His hands prevented her tits from flapping up and down. As Mikey and Manny wanked themselves, Nicola raised her arms and drew out her hands, inviting them to step closer. When they let go of their cocks, she reached for both of them. Her left hand fingers twisted around Mikey's pole while Manny was grasped within her right. As she rolled her hips, Henry struggled to maintain the position of the plug. Jennifer noticed this and called out to him.

"That's enough, Henry. Throw the cane across the room."

Finally, he thought to himself. All this time had been spent with Jennifer driving him crazy with the cane used as a toy. He pulled the plug out of Nicola's asshole and tossed the cane in the distance. It clanked loudly with a thud against the floor. Jennifer pointed at Raul and instructed him.

"Raul, get behind her. I think she's ready to get rammed in the ass now. Give it to her!"

Manny sighed as Nicola stroked his cock. He wanted to be the first one to take her ass, but he would get his chance later. Henry was happy that Jennifer commanded another man besides him, since her booty was the only one he wanted to be inside of. Nicola continued to stroke the cocks in her hands. She twisted her fingers tightly around it while using her other hand to spread an ass cheek, inviting Raul to stick his dick into her other hole. When he pushed through, she raised her head and screamed.

"OHHHHHHHHHH!!"

The scream was elevated in pitch, shattering through everyone's ears in the room. Jennifer didn't react. She sat there with both hands resting on the armrests of her luxurious throne. Henry returned to her side, watching now as Raul thrust forward into Nicola's beautiful ass. Orlando let go of her tits in order to grip her hips. After Raul completed a thrust, Orlando bucked his hips to move his cock in her pussy. After a few tries, the men were pumping in sync to fuck her ass and pussy simultaneously. Nicola's eyes widened. She tightened her grip on the cocks she held, stroking them harder and faster.

"OHHHHHH!! GOD!!"

Gritting her teeth, her moans shifted to becoming more primal. Thrust after thrust, Nicola could feel Raul's and Orlando's cocks pumping in her holes. The pleasure was intense and unlike anything she had ever felt before.

"GOD!! OHHHHHHH, GOD!! YESSSSSSSSSSS!!"

The louder Nicola screamed, the happier Jennifer became. Smiling like a mad queen, Jennifer slipped her right hand between her thighs and began playing with her pussy again. She inserted the middle finger beyond her wet folds and used her thumb to rub her clit. Henry noticed this and was reminded of his own desires to fuck Jennifer. When they made eye contact, she ended his laziness with a direct order.

"Henry, don't just stand there. Nicola's mouth is wide open. Why isn't your cock shoved down her throat?"

Manny and Mikey both chuckled at Jennifer's remark to him. He stepped forward between the two men. Nicola opened her mouth wide, and Henry fed his cock inside. She squeezed her lips tightly around it and immediately moaned. Her tongue pressed against his shaft, causing vibrations to be felt through his body. He cried out, gritting his teeth. Jennifer was happy now to see Nicola occupied with all five men.

"That's more like it. Give her what she wants."

All of Nicola's screams were muffled with Henry's cock lodged down her throat. He placed both hands on her head, holding her in place. Nicola had a cock pulsing in all three of her holes while her hands held on to two more. Jennifer grinned, sitting up on her throne as she rubbed her clit. When Henry glanced in her direction, he saw an expression of pure joy across his queen's face. He didn't fuck Nicola's mouth this time. His hands remained on her head, but it was Nicola bobbing her head up and down to suck his cock. Her lips moved slowly, unable to concentrate fully with Raul and Orlando's dicks moving inside her. After another minute, Henry pulled his shaft out of her mouth, and Nicola screamed.

"OH MY GOD!! GODDDDD!! YESSSSSSSSSS!!"

Jennifer leaned up, glaring at her sternly as Henry took a few steps back. Nicola loosened the grip of her fingers on Manny and Mikey's dicks before entirely letting go. Jennifer clapped her hands together.

"Alright, that's good! Let's change things up! You guys don't want to overwhelm her now, do you?"

The end of her statement was as much of a daring temptation to the men as it was a taunt at Nicola. Raul extracted his cock from her ass, gazing down to see the round hole slightly gaping. He grinned at the sight as he stepped away. Nicola pressed her hands against Orlando's chubby stomach to raise herself up and let his cock slide out of her pussy. She spread her legs, standing firmly in place while he climbed up from the floor.

"Can you still walk?"

Manny smirked after uttering his question. Nicola returned the favor, grinning as she nodded.

"I think so. I can stand up properly, so I imagine my walking is just fine."

He moved behind her. Mike was facing her. Their positions were enough for Jennifer to make up her mind about where she wanted them next.

"She handled the triple play just fine. Let's see if she can handle being sandwiched between the two of you."

Manny and Mikey knew what to do. Henry could easily guess that they had done this before with how easily they lifted Nicola into the air. She spread her legs, wrapping her arms around Mikey as her breasts pressed against his chest. Gazing down from the right side, Nicola could see both men reaching for their shafts. Manny's pole was the first she felt, sliding into her ass.

"Damn!!"

He groaned in excitement, feeling the tightness of her asshole wrapped around his dick. Nicola's eyes widened when the other cock entered her pussy. She could see Jennifer's pearly white teeth in a full grin in the corner of her left eye. Henry was standing close by with his hand planted on his hip, watching as the men created the position. Raul and Orlando stood behind Mikey, both of them impatiently waiting for their turn. Jennifer was quick to notice them lingering close by and pointed her fingers around Nicola.

"Both of you, get around her. She can still use her hands."

No scream came from Nicola. At least not yet. She could feel two cocks pushing inside her, but the men had yet to begin thrusting. They waited for their friends to move closer. Her left hand reached for Orlando's dick. In her right, she gripped Raul's shaft. Henry was the lone man left out, and he preferred it that way. He returned to Jennifer's right side, near the throne, to catch the sight of her playing with her pussy again.

"Fuck her! I want to hear my little whore hit some high notes!"

Jennifer's demands were a cue for Mikey and Manny to buck their hips forward and begin fucking her.

"Oh my god!"

Gasping for air, Nicola's voice raised as the men thrust at the same time.

"FUCK!! OHHHHHHH!! GOD, YESSSSSSSSS!!"

Henry raised an eyebrow, obviously impressed by the sheer sound of her guttural screams. Nicola gritted her teeth, turning her moans into low growls. He grunted and increased the speed of his thrusts, causing her breasts to rub and shake up against his chest. Manny followed along with his friend, pumping harder and faster. Every inch of his cock was working in and out of her ass. She maintained the grip of the cocks in her hands, still pumping away with her long fingers in a tight grip.

"OHHHHHHHH!! OHHHHHHHHH, YESSSSSSS!! MORE!! I WANT MOREEEEEEE!!"

Every word she yelled only caused Jennifer to smile wider. The queen had quietly inserted two fingers into her womanhood. Twisting her own knuckles, Jennifer bit her lower lip and flashed the front row of her teeth. Nicola endured every thrust that went into her pussy and ass. Nicola's hot breath blew into Mikey's face. The man avoided kissing her while she saw the conflicted look on his face. Jennifer purred soft moans to prevent her own voice from elevating to the level of Nicola's screams.

"GIVE IT TO ME!! FUCK ME!! FUCK MEEEEEE!!"

Over and over, her hands pumped up and down, jerking Raul and Orlando's cocks. Henry wondered who was going to reach an orgasm first. He watched the movement of Nicola's left wrist. The expression Orlando made was enough to convince Henry that he would be cumming before Nicola. She still had some power over the men despite the collar around her neck. Raul pulled away from her to hold back his impending orgasm. During all this time, Henry didn't pay attention to the sight of his queen fingering herself. Jennifer furiously worked her fingers in and out of her cunt. As her moans rose to a louder pitch, it became evident that Jennifer would be the first to cum before anyone else in the room.

"YESSSSS!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!! OHHHHH, FUCK, YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!"

Her right hand released Orlando's pole. Nicola threw both arms around Mikey's neck, pulling him closer. He stopped thrusting to leave his friend to make a few hard thrusts into her ass. Nicola could feel Manny's shaft pushing deeper until every last inch was inside her. He gritted his teeth and groaned. Jennifer withdrew her fingers from her pussy and motioned with her right hand.

"Set her down! I'm ready for her to pleasure me now."

The thought never entered Henry's mind until now that he wouldn't be the one pleasuring his queen. Nicola was given the honor with Manny and Mikey's shafts sliding out of her. They carefully set her down on her feet. Nicola then turned, facing the throne and dropping down to her knees. From the way Jennifer looked at her, something told Henry that this wasn't the first time Nicola had licked her. He could imagine them getting it on earlier today, probably within the hour before he arrived. Nicola crawled on all fours to the edge of Jennifer's throne, where she was needed. Jennifer spread her legs further, shoving her pussy into Nicola's face. She sat both hands down onto the armrest of her chair and raised her head. The smug grin across Jennifer's face was well deserved at the feeling of Nicola's tongue slithering inside her.

"Mmmmmmmmm, yeah... Eat my pussy while all these men watch."

All the men shifted around, causing Henry to move along with them. He stood facing Nicola's ass, directly in front of the queen herself. Her eyes shifted to him as she spoke again.

"You like watching her eat my pussy, Henry?"

He knew she was taunting him with those words. Jennifer knew how to push his buttons and bring back the most recent memory he had of eating her pussy early in the morning. To his right stood Mikey and Orlando. To the left were Raul and Manny, both with a hand wrapped around their cocks. Jennifer closed her eyes for a moment, moaning softly at the feeling of Nicola's tongue slithering around inside her. As badly as he wanted to blurt something out, Henry knew better than to open his mouth and utter a snarky remark right now. Jennifer exhaled a deep breath as Nicola was taking her time.

"Ohhhhhhhh, yes. That's how you do it."

Every man was now stroking his cock at the sight, except for Henry. He defiantly placed his hands on his hips, making eye contact with Jennifer. He never thought that he would feel a pang of jealousy towards another woman. So far, Jennifer had succeeded in filling him with envy towards Nicola.

"Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhh, yeah!!"

She didn't moan as loud as Nicola, yet Jennifer still played it up. As she gazed back at Henry, she lowered her right hand to gently stroke a few locks of Nicola's hair.

"Do you want to fuck Nicola while she's busy eating me? Hmmmmmm?"

Henry's eyes widened, but he didn't reply. Jennifer grinned at him.

"What do you say? Yes or no?"

Her gaze fell to Nicola's emerald eyes. Jennifer caressed the right side of her head and then spoke again.

"Do you want Henry to fuck you while you're busy eating me out?"

Nicola extracted her tongue from Jennifer's pussy. She kissed the clit before gazing behind her right shoulder to smirk at him. When her eyes returned to Jennifer, she replied.

"I want him to fuck my ass."

Jennifer grinned again as she nodded and spoke a stern order to Henry.

"You heard her. Fuck her ass and make her scream into my pussy!"

It was as if she knew what was going on in his mind and wanted to mentally torture him. Jennifer's booty was the only one Henry wanted a piece of. He remembered what she told him the last time he had the chance to take it. Maybe she was right. The only ass he would be getting after that belonged to another woman. He didn't refuse the order since his desire for anal action was stronger than any disappointment could've been. Stepping forward, he rubbed his shaft up the crack of Nicola's ass. When her tongue darted back inside of Jennifer, Henry tried to time it right to shove his dick back into her asshole. The tightness engulfed his cock, making him moan in delight. As he gazed down, he could feel Jennifer's lingering eyes focused on his face.

"Is her ass tight?"

"Tighter than you think."

Manny spoke, answering the question for Henry. A few of the guys laughed as Henry was let off the hook for the time being. He gripped Nicola's hips and began to slam his cock into her ass. Her breasts shook from underneath, wobbling around within reaching distance. None of the men touched her. They stood by, watching the show as Nicola's lips were embedded on their queen's wet folds. Henry gritted his teeth, grunting loudly as he found a rhythm and was repeatedly pumping into Nicola's ass again and again.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, yeah! That's it!"

Biting her lower lip again, Jennifer purred while using her right hand to rub her clit. Nicola's tongue was moving, shaking around inside her. Henry liked to believe he was the only man among the five who could read Jennifer's facial expression. She was close, merely seconds away from exploding. What he didn't know was that Jennifer decided her cum would be the only liquid decorating her face. She reached for Nicola's hair, pulling it back just when the time was right.

"OHHHHHHHH, YEAHHHHHHHH!!"

Her loud scream broke the few seconds of silence following a gush of juices that flowed onto the left side of Nicola's face. Much of it fell to her neck and covered one of her tits. Henry was still jealous, despite the fact his cock was lodged deeply in Nicola's asshole. He wished he was the one making the queen cum like this. Jennifer exhaled deeply and let out a series of soft coos as she calmed her nerves and caught her breath. Henry took it upon himself to carefully pull his shaft out of Nicola's ass. Manny leaned in to see the gaping hole and smirked at the sight, while Jennifer looked into Nicola's eyes.

"Do you want one of these fine gentlemen to fuck you until you cum?"

Before Nicola could reply, Henry smacked her ass hard with his right hand. She didn't flinch while moaning at his rough touch. With a nod, Nicola answered Jennifer's question.

"I do. But I want it to be a stranger and not your boyfriend. Leave me guessing at the surprise. Give me a random, sexy stranger."

Thank fucking god, Henry thought to himself. He stepped back, moving out from behind Nicola. Jennifer granted her wish with a subtle nod.

"Very well. Close your eyes and don't open them until after you cum."

As Nicola shut her eyes, Jennifer snapped her fingers. Manny lined up behind Nicola, eager to be the one to fuck her. As he moved into position, Jennifer climbed around the throne and stuck out her mighty ass. Every man gasped at the sight of her legendary booty on full display.

"You want a piece of this ass, Nicola?"

Jennifer rolled her hips to make the powerful cheeks clap together merely inches away from Nicola's face. If she ever wanted to see Jennifer twerk, she was getting it up close.

"I want to feel your tongue in my ass while you're getting fucked. Can you handle that, Nicola?"

"Yes, I can!"

Raising her hands, Nicola pressed both palms onto Jennifer's epic booty. She pulled the cheeks apart and raked her tongue up the crack. While she did this, Manny placed his hands onto Nicola's hips and gently guided his cock beyond her wet folds. Once again, Henry was left to feel bitter about Nicola's fortunes. He had long wanted to bury his tongue in Jennifer's ass. Now all he could do was stand there and watch as Nicola pleasured her. Jennifer threw her hair back and glanced across her right shoulder, gritting her teeth as she looked at Henry. The look she gave convinced him she knew of his desires.

"Ohhhhh, yeah! That's it! Eat my ass! I can feel your wonderful tongue! Mmmmmm, give me that loving."

All the right words to drive Henry further crazy were uttered so passionately. It made his cock hard, prompting him to begin jacking off at the sight of Nicola rimming his queen. Manny grunted and groaned as he thrust hard and fast. The other three men were all gathered around, jerking themselves at the sight in front of them. Henry wondered if they had ever witnessed anything like this from Jennifer as their boss before. Was this a perk that came with the job? Every once in a while to be invited to a full-on orgy fuck fest with another woman? None of these questions mattered, but they were thoughts to keep him awake at night in bed next to Jennifer.

"Keep going! Eat my ass!"

Jennifer licked her lips and raised her right hand to spank the right cheek. Nicola lowered her hands, pushing them underneath Jennifer's booty to give her tongue better access. Muffled and incoherent moans were heard from her voice. Manny breathed heavily as he fucked Nicola harder and faster, pumping his cock into her pussy repeatedly. Jennifer maintained the view from across her shoulder, shifting her eyes to Manny.

"Don't cum inside her."

"Don't worry! I'm not going to!"

Moving her hips again, Jennifer shook her booty for what felt like the final time.

"That's enough for now, Nicola! I want to hear you scream when you cum!"

Manny's hand swatted across the left cheek of Nicola's ass, smacking loudly. She pulled her tongue out of Jennifer's asshole and moaned. Her eyes were still shut as she lowered her head. With each thrust Manny made, her hair swayed around while her tits jiggled underneath.

"OHHHHHHH, GOD!! YES!! OHHHHHHHH, YESSSSSSSSS!! FUCK ME!! KEEP GOING!! I'M ALMOST THERE!!"

Nicola didn't disappoint with all the words she screamed at the top of her lungs. When Jennifer sat her plump booty back down into the cushion, she had a wide grin on her face. She reached for the ring attached to Nicola's collar, lifting her head up.

"Look at me. Look in my eyes as you cum!"

"I'M CUMMING...RIGHT.. NOWWWWWWW!! FUCKKKKK!!"

Manny stopped and quickly pulled his cock out of Nicola's pussy right in time for the orgasm to course through her body and eject a stream of cum onto the floor below. Nicola's juices splattered onto the JLo logo, brightening the gold lining. Jennifer was satisfied, letting go of the collar to free her.

"That's what I wanted to see. You're free now to command these men to cum for you. Tell them how you want it and where you want them to shoot their loads."

Using her hands on the floor, Nicola quickly spun herself around. Manny was facing her. Henry and Mikey were to her right. Off to the left she could see Orlando and Raul. All of them held their cocks, ready for her. She looked up at them, finally feeling a bit of control to end this wild night. She reached for Henry's shaft with her right hand and gripped Orlando's with the left. As she held two dicks, she looked into Manny's eyes and spoke.

"I'm going to suck all of you off until you're ready to blow. You can't cum on my face. I want it on my tits instead."

"You got it."

After his reply, Nicola parted her lips. Manny took that as an invitation to push his cock into her mouth. Henry and Orlando groaned as she squeezed and jerked their cocks up and down. 'Mmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmmmm,' Nicola moaned audible noises as her lips worked around Manny's cock. It was only for a few seconds, as she was quick to release him from her lips and alternate to another dick on her left. She shoved Orlando's shaft between her lips. Her left hand found Raul's cock while her right hand fingers released Henry from her grip. Mikey grabbed her wrist, moving her hand to his dick to grab hold of. Nicola couldn't see him, since she shut her eyes while bobbing her head up and down Orlando's thick pole. As Jennifer watched from her throne, she rested her right hand under her chin, propping up her head while crossing her legs. Henry was too distracted by Nicola's moving head to even look at his queen. That was fine by Jennifer, since this show was for her entertainment and Nicola's pleasure.

Nicola sucked Orlando's cock for a brief few seconds. She didn't spend much time, only seconds before pulling her lips off with a pop. Some groans were heard among the men as she turned her head to the right. Jennifer guessed that Nicola was switching cocks at random, trying to suck them all equally. Henry's shaft was the next one to push between her lips. Nicola pushed it all the way down, gagging lightly as the head rubbed against the back of her throat. This was all she gave Henry before pulling it from her lips and switching to Mikey's shaft. She began by spitting on the head, then pushing it between her lips. Manny and Orlando were busy stroking their cocks, preparing for what would be a messy explosion. She wouldn't need to wait for much longer. Another pop sound was heard as Nicola was done with Mikey's cock. She planted her lips back on Henry's pole, sucking the head while gripping it from the base. With both hands, she twisted her fingers, jerking his cock in sync with sucking only the tip. Nicola glanced towards Manny right in time to see his cock aiming at her boobs below.

"I'm gonna fucking cum! RIGHT NOW, GOD DAMMIT!!"

Her hands went to her tits, holding them up as Nicola drew back her lips and released Henry's shaft with a popping sound. He quickly grabbed his cock and went to stroking it while she turned her head to grin at Manny.

"Cum for me!"

Biting her lower lip, Nicola had no care in the world about some of Jennifer's juices coating one side of her face. She wanted their cum, and Manny delivered with a thunderous roar as his cock erupted. Several spurts of cum splattered onto her boobs, drenching her. He stepped aside in time for Orlando to move closer. Henry grunted and yelled at her.

"Take my cum! TAKE IT, YOU DIRTY FUCKING SLUT!!"

Nicola raised her head, just to make sure his load wouldn't touch her face. She felt the warm droplets of semen splash onto her tits. One line of cum struck higher, reaching her collar. Orlando's climax unfolded at the same time, firing strings of cum that landed on her tits and over her neck. Nicola could feel the makings of a pearl necklace directly below her collar. Jennifer was unable to witness the mess Henry created since she was facing Nicola's back. That was fine by her, as she rested back on the throne, wrists lying on the armrests. For anyone who looked over at her, the queen was grinning madly.

"I want more. I want all of the cum you guys have for me."

Mikey and Raul were the next men up. They stepped closer after the other men moved aside. Henry returned to Jennifer's side, standing on the right side of her throne. She didn't bother looking at him despite facing Nicola's back. Jennifer simply continued to smile as Mikey and Raul stood shoulder-to-shoulder and wanked themselves. What she couldn't see was the cute smile on Nicola's face. She bit her lower lip, flashing the front row of her teeth as the men jerked off for her.

"Mmmmmmmm, yeah..."

Nicola moaned as she felt more strings of cum landing beneath her neck and across her tits. The men followed her wishes precisely by using her tits as a canvas to smear their white seed. If only she had been counting the number of spurts, Nicola would know the accurate amount. Mikey was the first to explode, with Raul following soon after him. Several strings and wads of cum were slathered across her soft breasts. One string drenched her left nipple and extended across her thumb to the back of her hand. Once more, a few strands reached the collar and dripped down. Sighs were followed by long exhales of deep breaths. Everyone in the room had enjoyed the pleasure of reaching their climax. Nicola was the most satisfied to turn around and face the throne. She was still on her knees, hands underneath her breasts to hold them up. Nicola gave the appearance of a loyal slave, presenting her body as art to the mad queen.

"That's a lot of cum. Are you happy with that big, sticky mess all over your tits?"

Nodding her head slowly, Nicola didn't utter a single word. The fantasy games were all over now. Jennifer got up from her throne, offering a hand to pull up Nicola from the floor. She turned to Henry and motioned for him.

"We're done here. Gentlemen, this has been a wonderful and hot night. Henry darling, I hope you had fun with our new friend. Go and get dressed. I'll be with you for the ride home. I need to clean up Nicola before I can join you. She has a flight to catch tomorrow morning."

"Alright, babe."

Pointing at the doorway from where they entered, Jennifer gestured for Nicola to go back there. The men all marched out of the room, leaving their queen alone. Jennifer stomped her boots across the floor to fetch the cane. She grabbed it and then strutted her way back to the doorway leading to her private room. Inside was a makeup table complete with a mirror and a whole rack of clothes and outfits on hangers. Beyond another door was her personal bathroom with a sliding shower. The floor was made up of black tiles that matched the walls. In the right corner was a gold-plated toilet with a diamond-encrusted white seat. The sink was made of gold too, with matching knobs and an oval-shaped mirror. Nicola needed to get clean, so she walked into the bathroom. Jennifer followed behind her and placed the cane across the sink.

"Are you taking that home with you?"

She shook her head to answer Nicola's question.

"No. I was going to let you take it home as a souvenir. I think you've earned the right to keep it as a prize."

Nicola smiled wide, flashing her teeth.

"I would love that."

"Did you have fun tonight?"

Nicola gasped, pointing at her tits that were still drenched in cum that had now streamed down her stomach.

"Oh, yeah! Look at this! I had fun, that's for sure!"

Jennifer glanced back at the cane and took one hard look at the plug attached to the tip. She thought about how Henry reacted to using it on Nicola. Devious thoughts ran through her mind as she reached for the butt plug and unscrewed it from the tip. Jennifer imagined the ways she could tease Henry with the toy.

"You can have the cane, but I'll be keeping this."

TO BE CONTINUED

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