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Fresh MeatDim street lights bathed the sidewalk in a vibrant glow as the rhythmic thump of distant music filled the air. A quiet night in the Bronx away from the busy streets. In the heart of this urban jungle stood a nondescript dance studio, its unassuming exterior a stark contrast to the fiery passion and raw talent that simmered within. It was here that the world of glamour occasionally brushed against the grind of hard work, where dreams could either flourish or shrivel under the unforgiving spotlight of reality. On this particular evening, the studio's doors would only open to private guests. They were checked by a large man standing guard outside the front door.
Jennifer Lopez, the iconic diva herself, walked through the door with the poise and confidence that only a woman who had seen it all could possess. Her curves, wrapped in tight leather pants and a cropped top that clung to her ample breasts, made it clear she hadn't lost an ounce of the fire that had fueled the woman inside her. This wasn't a night related to her career whatsoever. Despite her fame, she craved something more primal, more visceral. When she entered the room with that look. Her eyes had pure hunger in them, and everyone in the room had to be thinking the same thing, J-Lo is on the prowl tonight. Her eyes searched the room, looking for the young man she had been told could give her what she needed.
Andy was a professional dancer she had been hearing whispers about. A tall, bald headed man with a clean faced. Jennifer caught him in the corner of her eye, stretching in the corner. His muscles rippled within a purple shirt as he touched his toes, his ass flexing in a way that made her knees weak. She believed from looking at him alone, he could handle everything she had to offer, and she couldn't wait to take him to the limits of pleasure. She sauntered over, her hips moving in a way that made him look up, his eyes widening slightly as he took in the vision approaching him.
"Hey..." Jennifer greeted him.
Andy looked up with a smirk. He knew exactly who she was, and she looked like a goddess standing there in front of him. "Jennifer...?"
"Call me J-Lo, darling," she said, her voice a smoky purr that seemed to caress his very soul. "I've heard a lot about your... talents. You know, on and off the dance floor."
Andy's eyes took in the woman before him. He knew she wasn't here just for small talk. The hunger in her eyes could be seen. He felt a thrill run down his spine as she reached out and gently touched his chest, her nails lightly grazing the fabric of his shirt. "Is that so?"
"Mmmhhhhmm," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. "They say you know how to handle a woman like me."
Andy's smirk grew wider. "I do my best," he replied.
"Best might not be enough," J-Lo challenged him, her hand sliding down to grip his firm bicep. "But I'm willing to give you a chance to prove it."
"I'll do everything you want," he promised, his voice low and steady.
"Oh, I'm counting on that," J-Lo said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She took a step closer, her breasts pressing against him. "But first, let's see if you can handle the rhythm of the night." She turned away and strutted towards the dance floor, the sound of her heels echoing in the room. She knew he'd follow, and sure enough, he did.
As the bass thumped through the floorboards, J-Lo's hips began to sway. She felt the heat from his body as he approached, and she didn't bother hiding her excitement. The music grew louder, wrapping around them like a seductive embrace. She reached out her hand, and without missing a beat, Andy took it, spinning her into the center of the room. Their bodies moved together in perfect sync, finding chemistry together. She could feel his cock growing harder against her leg, and she knew that she had him hooked.
Turning around, J-Lo bent over, her ass high in the air, and began to twerks, grinding it against the growing bulge in his pants. Her cheeks clapped together as she moved, the sound echoing through the studio like a siren's call. The room around them faded away as they became lost in their own world, the music a backdrop to this dirty dancing.
Andy's hands found their way to J-Lo's hips, gripping tightly as she bucked back against him. She was driving him wild with the twerking and grinding. He could feel the heat radiating from His cock grew harder, straining against the fabric of his sweatpants, desperate for release.
J-Lo looked over her shoulder, her eyes locked on his. "You like that, don't you?" she whispered. "You like it when I bump that booty on you?"
Andy groaned, his breath hot in her ear. "Fuck yes," he managed to get out.
J-Lo chuckled, a sound that was all woman and all power. "Good boy," she whispered back. "But I think it's time we take this party somewhere more private away from everywhere else." She turned to face him, her hand reaching down to cup the bulge in his sweatpants, not caring that other people could see them. "What do you say, are you ready to show me what you've got?"
"Where to?"
"Somewhere," J-Lo said, her voice low and filled with promise, "where we can make our own music." She took him by the hand and led him out of the dance floor. They left the studio together, holding hands. Climbing in the car, it was a short ride through the streets to her Bronx home. They got out together and got inside. Jennifer brought him to the bedroom where they finally started kissing.
Their kiss grew intense, their tongues dancing together in a passionate tango. She pulled away for a moment, her breath coming in ragged pants. "Take me to the bathroom," she ordered, her voice husky with need. Without hesitation, Andy followed her, his cock throbbing in anticipation.
In the dimly lit bathroom, J-Lo turned to face the mirror. She looked over her shoulder at him. "Take those pants off and your underwear too," she demanded. He complied, his erection bobbing free from the confines of his sweatpants. J-Lo's eyes took in the length and girth of his cock, licking her lips lustfully. She turned to face him, her own pants and panties joining the pile on the floor. Her top and the bra went off next, showing her bouncy tits.
She got on her knees, her eyes never leaving his. Jennifer took his cock in her hand, stroking it firmly from base to tip, grinning at him. "Mmmmm fresh meat," she grinned while jerking his dick.
"You're gonna be the one to break it in, aren't you?" Andy teased.
J-Lo smirked up at him, her hand still working his shaft. "Break what in?"
"Your ass," he said, his voice thick with lust. "I've heard you like it rough."
J-Lo's eyes lit up, a wicked smile playing across her lips. "You heard right," she said, leaning in to kiss the tip of his cock, leaving a glistening trail of saliva. She took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she began to suck. He groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as she began to suck him off. Andy got a hint of her masterful oral skills. Jennifer was just getting started, as they pushed his cock further in her mouth and bobbed her head.
Suddenly, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pushed her head down, taking control. He began to fuck her face, his hips thrusting forward as she struggled to keep up with his rhythm. She gagged and drooled, her eyes watering, but she never stopped moving her mouth, never ceased her sucking and licking.
Her eyes closed as she sucked hard. Jennifer didn't expect him to take control like this and facefuck her, but she welcomed it. The wet smacking sounds filled the air as he pounded into her throat, his abs clenching with every thrust. He could see the desire in her gaze, the way she liked it when a man took charge. It only made him more determined to give him the sloppiest, most intense blowjob of his life.
Andy's grip tightened on her hair, guiding her head up and down, setting a pace that was both punishing and exhilarating. Eyeliner smeared and mascara around her eyes into black smudges. His cock was slick with her spit, and he could feel it jamming to the back of her throat. He knew he wouldn't last long if she kept this up, but he didn't want to cum just yet. He let go of her hair and pulled his cock out of her mouth. Jennifer gasped, opening her mouth wide to show the web of drool strings. She closed her lips and ejected a thick wad of spit directly on his shaft.
"Looks like you're ready for round two," she teased, her eyes gleaming with challenge.
Andy didn't waste a second. He grabbed a fistful of J-Lo's hair and hauled her up, pulling her away from the floor. She gasped, the sudden movement sending a thrill through her body. He turned her around and bent her over the cool marble of the bathroom counter, her ass sticking out. She knew what was coming next. She grinned as he slapped her ass, "Mmmmmm, you like that booty?"
He smacked her ass again, the sound echoing off the tiles. "You know I do," he said, spanking it a third time. Andy reached for his cock and pulled one cheek apart so he could see her asshole. He spit in it and then pushed his dick in.
"Ohhhh, yeah. Get your cock in my ass. I want you to fuck my ass!"
J-Lo's booty was tight as a drum. Andy had to think of how many lucky men had fucked this ass before him. Inch by inch, his cock pushed in. She was tight, so fucking tight around him. The feeling was unreal to be fucking Jennifer Lopez's famous ass. She knew the man had to be getting off on that alone.
He began to pump in and out, her cries of pleasure bouncing off the walls, echoing out the room "Mmmmm, yeah! Fuck that ass! Fuck that ass, Andy!" He could feel every muscle in her ass clench and relax around his cock.
Her moans grew louder, urging him to go deeper, faster. He watched in the mirror as her mouth opened wide. His dick disappeared into her, only to reappear with a wet slap against her cheeks. He reached around grabbing one of her tits and squeezing it hard, while the other remained firm on her hip, keeping her in place. She was his for the taking, and he was going to make sure she felt every inch of his dominance.
"That's it, Andy! Fuck my ass!! Ohhhhhh, yeah!!" Her words were like gasoline on a fire, making him pound into her even harder. He watched his cock disappear into her, the sight making him want to burst. He could feel her ass stretching around him. Andy could only imagine how many dicks had been in that booty. It was like a glove made of pure ecstasy, tight and warm, and one of the greatest feelings.
"I want you to fuck me so bad. I want to ride your cock," Jennifer's words prompted him to stop and pull out of her ass. Andy wrapped an arm around her, pulling J-Lo close as he found the toilet. He plopped down on the seat so Jennifer could straddle him and get on top to ride his dick.
With a seductive grin, she climbed onto the toilet seat, her legs spread wide as she positioned herself over his lap. She reached and, grabbed his cock, and guided it to her wet cunt. With one swift move, she sat down, taking him in all the way to the hilt. They both moaned in unison as his dick filled her pussy. As she sat on him, Andy started bucking his hips to move his cock inside her.
Her eyes closed as she felt him stretch her, filling her up in a way that was so satisfying. She began to grind herself on him, moving her hips in a slow, sensual circle that had him groaning.
"That's right, baby," she whispered, leaning back to arch her back and show off her curves. "You're going to make me cum on this big cock." Leaning forward, she threw her arms around his neck and continued to bonce on his dick as Andy bucked his hips. Her thick ass cheeks bounced on his balls, making slapping nosies in the room.
Andy's hands roamed her body, feeling every inch of her skin. He knew he had to give it to her good if he wanted to keep her coming back for more. He grabbed her hips, pulling her down harder onto his cock, feeling her pussy clamping down on him. Her walls tightened around his shaft as she rode him, her breath hitching in her throat. "Ohhhh, ohhhhhhhh yes!"
He reached for her breasts, squeezing them. She threw her head back and moaned as his cock was still moving inside her. Jennifer had plans of getting up, so she rolled her hips as if she were grinding on him in a lap dance. She closed her eyes feeling his cock move inside her.
"You like that, don't you? You like feeling me ride your cock?"
"Ohhh yeah" he gritted out, his eyes locked on the hypnotizing sight of her bouncing on his dick. He could feel his balls tightening, the pressure building.
"Come on, Andy.. come on..." She whispered, biting her lower lip, "Make me cum all over your fucking cock."
Andy's hands tightened on her hips, guiding her movements, urging her faster. His cock slammed into her wetness, the slap of their bodies growing louder with each passing moment. She was so wet, so tight, and he could feel her getting closer. He stood up off, the toilet and then felt her strong legs wrap around him. He walked her over to the counter, sitting her there so he could stand properly and pound his cock into her pussy.
"Ohhhhhh, god!" J-Lo unwrapped her legs, dangling from the counter as her eyes widened at the feeling of his dick pumping in her pussy.
Andy didn't hold back, pounding into her like a jackhammer. His strong hands gripped her hips as he picked up the pace, her body slamming against the cool marble with each thrust. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the bathroom as he fucked her harder, her breasts bouncing with each impact.
Jennifer leaned back, her hands planted firmly on the counter for leverage. She threw her head back and let out a loud moan. "Harder, harder! I SAID HARDER!! MAKE ME FEEL EVERY FUCKING INCH OF YOUR DICK!!"
Andy slammed into her with a ferocity that made the bathroom tremble. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he didn't want this to end yet. He reached between her legs, finding her clit and began to rub it in circles.
"Oh, fuck!" J-Lo's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the pressure building. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna fucking cum!"
Her screams echoed through the bathroom, a symphony of pleasure that seemed to shake the very foundations of the house. She clutched the countertop, her nails digging into the marble as she climbed higher and higher. The pleasure was like an overwhelming tidal wave, building and finally crashing over her. Andy pulled out and their eyes met as Jennifer slid off the counter and got on her knees.
"I want you to cum on my face," she told him between deep breaths.
Andy's eyes widened at her words. The thought of covering her beautiful face with his seed was almost too much to bear. "You sure?" he asked.
J-Lo nodded, licking her lips. "I want to feel your creamy jizz dripping off my face."
Andy's hand tightened around his cock. He began to jerk himself off, his eyes locked with hers as they stared at each other. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to catch the first bead of precum that formed at the tip of his dick.
"Give it to me... Cum for me... Cover me in your fucking cum," Jennifer whispered to him.
He stroked himself faster, the head of his cock growing red and swollen. With a loud groan, he came, his cum spurting out in thick ropes that splattered across her face and chest. One wad covered the right side of her face, eyebrow and streaking up her forehead. She leaned in closer, catching some of it in her mouth, swirling it around her tongue before swallowing it down greedily.
The room was silent except for their ragged breaths as they stared at each other, both lost in the aftermath of their explosive encounter. J-Lo's face was a mess of cum and runny makeup, but she wore it like a crown of victory. Happy to bring out the beast in this young man as he proved himself to be worthy of fucking her.
The End.
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