Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. I do not know JLH nor am I affiliated with Lifetime by any means. The men named in this story are fictional and do not exist.
This story is dedicated to Cadeauxxx whom inspired and helped me with ideas. Special thanks to him also for allowing me to use his original male characters from the stories
In Between The Sheets and
Old Flame Blues. This story ties into his work making a little JLH-Verse between us.
Deeper Touch
Starring Jennifer Love Hewitt
July 2012Saturday had finally come through a hard week of working in film production. Extended shifts throughout the week had forced another day on schedule, as the studio was sharing sets for two different shows. The hours on schedule had bounced, forcing an unexpected turn required for a night scene that couldn't have been filmed under backdrops. None of this bothered anyone more than an actress who had signed on as executive producer for her own star-vehicle in motion. Jennifer Love Hewitt found herself front and center dealing with all creative changes and dealing with unexpected changes in schedules that came so sudden.
The Client List had become a passion project for Jennifer. After starring in a low budget film that carried enough firepower in the writing department to turn heads, Lifetime had offered her a contract for the show. She took it on, only after negotiating to become an executive producer and carry a side of creative freedom. At thirty-three years of age and having worked through Hollywood going back to her youth, she felt the need to be in control of at least something to justify moving back to downtown L.A. during the show's production.
One season in so far, Jennifer began to feel satisfied with herself. The show didn't please critics much, but she had loyal fan following that carried over from her time on Ghost Whisperer. Outside of career concerns, Jennifer had a bit of freedom back in L.A. after ending a short-term relationship. Her agent and hair stylist back at the studio had teased her about embracing her status as a sex symbol once again. Knowing she wasn't getting any younger and had yet to find love, Jennifer decided to at least give members of the production crew something to talk about... besides her skimpy outfits and cleavage hugging dresses she wore from episode to episode.
Feeling so fine to herself, it was a joy to play dress up in private when she had a room all to herself. Jennifer couldn't break herself away from one specific red outfit she had already filmed an episode in. Her perfect curves hugged every inch, matching with a pair of red pumps for her feet and then a low top to reveal her signature busty cleavage. Every time she stood in front of the mirror in an outfit, she couldn't hold back from biting down on her lower lip and thinking to herself how she was dressed to kill. Maybe it was the thrill from such a sexual character she was playing on screen, or perhaps she needed to indulge herself in adventures at times.
Such adventures had come and gone as Jennifer began juggling something of a love triangle between her cast members. One of the men in her life at the time was an old friend, a local musician by the name of Derek Bennett. Jennifer had bonded with him due to a connection they had from both having Texas as their home state. While Derek had proven himself as a capable lover, she had hed doubts if he was serious about going to the next level required to maintain a long-term relationship. Little did the man know Jennifer had taken quite a liking to his best friend John. He was a small time actor who had a part in a single episode of the show which required Jennifer to give him a massage while talking in her low seductive tone. So far into the show's production, she had her way taking turns between Derek and John as a way to test their feelings. But they were the only men on her radar.
Duncan was the third man she had met while working on the set. A tall muscular built man with soul piercing blue eyes and slicked back black hair to go with a clean shaven face. The casting for the show refused to allow him a small part on the massage table due to his tattooed covered body. Across his chiseled muscles, his skin had been covered in black ink that resembled what one producer described as "prison gang tats". Jennifer brushed off such criticisms and said she liked his rugged look and wanted him for a small part on the show. That decision had only opened the door to them flirting back and forth around the cast and crew. Duncan had previously been assigned camera work to go with his claimed experience in another industry with filming. He refused to tell anyone on the set but after a night out sharing drinks, Jennifer had earned his trust to the point he confessed to working in the adult entertainment industry.
A porn star had been on her radar and she would've never guessed it. Feeling adventurous, Jennifer had invited him back to a hotel room where they could get naked together and have fun behind closed doors. Duncan wasted no time letting her know what he was all about. His voice was commanding, stern and oozed with authority. She knew better than to question him when he asked her not only to strip, but grind her phat ass down into his lap. Duncan was pleased with a short lap dance and strip show. Despite how commanding he was, Jennifer felt she could melt his heart with her puppy-dog eyes and soft southern loving. The result was Duncan giving her devious grins and then calling her one word he would use to describe her thick body. She was left wondering to herself in question:
"Honey, what's a MILF?"
The answer came quite sudden when she found herself on her knees and gagging on his long stick of man meat. Before Jennifer knew it, Duncan was fucking her mouth and listening to every gag and slobbering noise she made. When he was done, he pulled his cock out and ordered her to get her all natural D cup breasts out of the bra they were contained in. She knew what to do, wrapping them around his cock and then giggling in her strong southern accent as he began to fuck her tits. When she attempted to talk dirty with him, Duncan informed her that she was stacked and "built" for this act of tit fucking.
Moving into various other positions, Jennifer let the man learn how wet she was for him when he took off her thong to reveal her freshly soaked womanhood. Duncan tasted her, or perhaps he wanted to sensually torture her with the skill of using his tongue to eat her. Screaming aloud, Jennifer couldn't bear it but to rub at her clit eagerly while the man gorged himself on her sweet southern pussy. He didn't push her to a climax, as if he knew right when to stop raise himself up and kiss her passionately. Jennifer was soon shoved down on all fours over the bed as he got behind her and entered her. Bracing herself, she gasped and clawed at the bed sheets with her hands as his cock slammed into her tight cunt.
Duncan knew how to make her scream and cry for him with every inch of his huge cock. When she would quiet herself down slightly, his hand came down spanking her plump phat ass in response. Little did the man know that Jennifer would receive one of the hardest orgasms of her life that night, all as her legs began to shake and she crashed her head down into the bed sheets. Duncan wasn't done with her yet however. He teased her by sliding his shaft up the crack of her fine ass and offering the temptation to indulge in something else. It was a funny feeling to confess to a male porn star that she had never experienced anal before. Such an experience she would never forget when the man sternly ordered her to raise her head and straighten herself on the bed, all before he slid his cock up her back door hole.
The tight sensation of having a cock push in and out from her other hole had only made Jennifer's pussy drip in fresh juices. She had become overwhelmed in lust, screaming his name when his hand came down slapping her ass hard. Just when she expected him to continue, Duncan pulled his cock from her ass and ordered her again. "Turn around, on your fucking knees!" She didn't question his command, immediately turning and going from ass to mouth. Jennifer eagerly sucked his cock, bobbing her head up and down while loudly slobbering on it. When Duncan was ready, he pulled his cock from her mouth and began wanking it while aiming down below. Jennifer knew what he was about to do and teased him even further.
"Cum for me! Cum on me! Cum on my tits, pretty please!"
Batting her eyelashes in such a manner to tease him, Jennifer was rewarded by her naughty act with a thick wad of jizz that splatted across her epic breasts below. She smiled, flashing her teeth as Duncan groaned and continued to wank his cock in a desperate attempt to empty his balls by splashing cum across her skin. Their eyes met and then she could only giggle at him after the hours of hard fucking they shared together.
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All of that had happened a week ago at this point for Jennifer. Duncan had did things to her that no other man in her past had the courage to act on. The way he touched her and commanded her in such a voice was more than a different taste of lust. She would've been lying to herself if she didn't admit to enjoying every last second of it. When they were on set together, she couldn't help but blush around him. After that night, he teased her by telling her once again she had "the stacked body of a MILF" and that only a man like him knew how to use such a body to it's fullest potential. She laughed at him, not wanting to confess how much she thoroughly enjoyed it. As if his ego needed more stroking on a big day such as this.
"So it's finally my turn to lay down on that table and have you put your hands all over me huh?"
Duncan smirked as he teased her with the question. Jennifer had already changed into her outfit for the day. A low-cut black blouse for excessive cleavage on camera and a skimpy matching dark skirt. Unfortunately the cameras wouldn't capture the view of her thick legs shoved into a pair of fishnet stockings and fuck me pumps high heels. Once more, she felt that she was dressed to kill and no one would be enjoying her bold display more than Duncan.
"Yeah, today's your big day. I'm gonna have my hands all over you, honey."
"Well, too bad you have to keep it tame for the network. Or else my hands would be all over you too."
She giggled at him, flashing a cheeky grin. Only for a moment did they have a brief bit of time backstage flirting together. Soon the director would shuffle the set and everyone had to be in the right place for scene to unfold behind cameras. Duncan pulled Jennifer aside for a moment, whispering into her ear.
"I wouldn't mind giving you a massage after this, babe." She giggled turning at him and grinning. "I'm sure you wouldn't."
All he could do was give her a smirk in return, furthering his promise to her. "I'm serious. You've got the keys to this place right? We can come in tomorrow and you strip down on that same table, I'll give you a massage." Leaning in further to whisper into her ear once more, Duncan continued. "Besides, leave it to me to do it right. I've already proven myself once to you."
Her big brown eyes gazed back at him as Jennifer considered his words. So far, Duncan had already opened a door of experiences to her that she had not stepped through in the past. Jennifer wanted to mockingly reply to his claims: leave it to a man who worked in pornography to know how to make a girl hit her hardest orgasm she had felt in a lifetime. Ultimately, she wasn't going to tell him no. With a nod, she looked back at him and answered.
"Sounds like a plan. Just remember your lines today and I can arrange something for us."
Sharing one final smile together before walking off set, Jennifer was already feeling mischievous about another night with this man. Earlier in the week, she had talked to Derek and John. They made good offers for dates on the weekend, but there was something better about Duncan that lured her to him. A sudden sense of excitement as she remembered him informing her that her breasts were made to be fucked and when he called her a MILF. Jennifer could only consider to herself, if he wanted a MILF then he was going to get one tomorrow.
Soon enough, her breasts would be hanging above his face as she slid her slender her fingers down his muscular tattooed chest. A towel covered most of his tats as courtesy of the show but it didn't matter for filming. What footage was shot lasted over three minutes, but Jennifer knew it would eventually be sliced down to a mere seconds. Most of the massage scenes for the show had to be edited like that, requiring other fill-in small time actors who were little more than extras. She was the star of the show and all cameras were focused on beauty in each passing frame.
Saturday had finally come after the hard work week was complete. Jennifer followed Duncan's advice by locking up the set and having it all to herself. She had to bend the rules slightly, as one might have accused her of abusing her executive producer privileges but Jennifer didn't care. The show would've been worthless without her and she knew that all too well. Duncan began the day by taking her out for lunch, going for cheap take out as Jennifer wanted to indulge herself with a bit of fast food. After staying on a strict diet for so long, cheating one day wasn't going to hurt.
When they got back to the set studio, Jennifer and Duncan shared a conversation while walking together and holding hands. At first she didn't want to hold his hand, as that was something she did with Derek when they were out together, but Duncan had teased her enough. She had arrived on set today wearing a tight orange dress that hugged every curve of her body, the same kind of pump style high heels and offering just enough bit of cleavage to tease him. All Duncan cared to wear was a blue flannel shirt, unbuttoned at the top revealing some of his tattoos and blue jeans. He had the look of a bad boy, the kind of trouble she wouldn't mind getting herself into tonight.
"I've been wondering all day, if you're gonna tell one of those other guys you're with." Duncan spoke as they walked through the halls of the set. The studio had turned a standard clothing store into a set for a mid-tier massage parlor. The hall led down to the massage room. Jennifer let go of his hand before replying.
"What about them? Do you know Derek or John?" Her eyes glanced over to him and Duncan looked at her funny. "So that's their names, huh?"
Jennifer blushed, not knowing that she had given away the identities to the other men in her complicated love triangle. She decided to answer his question instead of thinking too much on it. "No, I'm not gonna tell them. This is between you and me, honey. I don't think you're the type of guy who shares anyway."
Duncan busted up laughing. He leaned in and kissed her lips playfully while rubbing her chin with his left hand fingers. "You're a good girl, Jen. I just hope you're ready for tonight, cause it's gonna be wild."
"Oh yeah? Are you gonna fuck me like a porn star, Duncan?"
He shook his head at those words, flashing his teeth in a devious grin. "No, I'm gonna fuck you like a MILF porn star. That is... after I'm done giving you a nice massage to set the tone, you know?"
All Jennifer did was smirk back at him while thinking to herself, 'and I'm gonna love every last second of it', she quietly said to herself.
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An orange hue was visible from beyond the glass windows, casting rays of light into the room. The sun had obviously set from beyond the hills in the distance as a soft prelude for the night to come. Rows of candles were lit near the windows and across the massage table where the entrance door had been locked shut. The massage table itself was white with a matching leather cushion underneath. The fresh scent of peaches burned with every candle, twelve a piece counting both sides where they had been placed carefully as if the room was decorated for a filming session. Something that Duncan was quite familiar with in his time of working in the adult entertainment industry.
Jennifer had already stripped herself naked before entering the room from the back. She took her time, gazing back in the mirror and fighting off any nervous tension she had from within her. There was always a moment of second-guessing and fear of regrets. While gazing back at her naked body, Jennifer ran her hands through her soft brunette hair and then gritted her teeth. She had flashbacks to the first time Duncan had fucked her. Such powerful memories to the point that she could still hear his commanding voice echo through her mind followed by shattering screams. Those thoughts were enough to encourage her not to change her mind at the last minute.
When Duncan entered the room, Jennifer was laying face down over the massage table. Her arms crossed with her face on the left side and eyes closed. Her body completely naked, ready to be properly worshiped through the act of a massage. For a moment, the man stood there and grinned at the beautiful sight of her amazing thick ass on full display before him. He had already taken his shirt and shoes off, wearing nothing more than his pants. Duncan grabbed a bottle of lotion from a table nearby and Jennifer could hear the cap come undone. With her eyes closed, his foot steps sounded louder than she imagined they were. She soon could feel the cold substance of a few drops of the lotion falling down the small of her back. Once he was done, he shut the cap of the bottle and set it down on the table next to her. Jennifer kept her eyes shut, feeling the liquid on her skin in the correct spots to begin.
Duncan used his hands to lather up the rubbing oil and began to massage it over Jennifer's firm and now shiny skin. He went slow, using his hands to properly caress her body. The oil made her skin shiny, glistening with the rays of sunlight beaming through the window to nearly blind him. Duncan's hands moved down to her ass, ever so slowly squeezing both cheeks and moving them back to massage her back. He would reach her shoulders but was careful not to touch her hair. All of this had an effect on Jennifer as she could feel her pussy beginning to leak from wetness down between her thighs.
His hands continued to roam over her skin, softly caressing and massaging Jennifer's voluptuous form. Jennifer began to slowly open her eyes as Duncan stopped. She heard his foot steps from behind and figured he needed more lotion. She took the time to strike up a short conversation now. "You've got a nice touch, honey... It's been a long time since a man treated me to this."
"Well, I guess I can say the same to you. You're the first woman truly worth going this effort to give a massage to." Jennifer giggled at Duncan's words. "I guess that makes me special, huh?" He didn't reply to her as he stepped his way back over. Jennifer spoke again. "I hope you do my legs next."
He returned with the bottle of lotion, pouring out drops over the back of her legs. Oh yes, he was going to massage her legs next. Jennifer grinned, eyes still closed. His hands were as gentle as before, roaming over the back of her thick legs, massaging every space of her firm skin and moving between her thighs. Duncan knew how to make her wet, even if it wasn't his intention. If only he had taken a look for himself, he would've seen how wet those thighs were. Her skin was shiny from the oil, but he wasn't done just yet. He used the bottle one more time to put drops under her feet, over her soles. Duncan proceeded to massage her feet precisely. Each toe was carefully caressed, softly massaged.
"Ohhhhhhh, thank you... It's been so long since I had a proper foot massage." If only he could've seen the smile across her face. Jennifer opened her eyes, giggling as she felt his fingers gently moving across her feet.
One last time, he used his oily hands to massage up her legs, ass and back. He went up to her shoulders, rubbing them carefully. Like before, he made it a point not to touch her long hair. He avoided that area all together while sinking his fingers down into her shoulders and rolling his fingers in a gentle rotation. She watched his shadow down on the floor, knowing when he would quit leaning over her body and offering an opening for her to move on the table. Jennifer was so pleased and satisfied with him, she turned over. Her naked body offered to him with a big smile over her face, flashing her teeth. Now he was looking at the woman he deemed to be a MILF. So predictable, his eyes went from her face down to her famous breasts on full display. He gazed at them before trailing his eyes down the rest of her body in an attempt to see how wet her womanhood was.
"Wanna see this, Mr. bad boy?" She crossed her hands together, covering her entrance as she gave him a teasing look but he seemingly ignored her. Duncan had grabbed the lotion bottle again and walked his way back over to her, holding it upside down above her breasts. He squirted a few drops over the left nipple, then moved to her right. Jennifer looked smug with the way she gazed at him. She was proud of her breasts, though slightly disappointed that he was more concerned with her tits than her opening, but that was fine by her. She had her own idea in mind.
"You like my boobs, huh?" Giggling after speaking, she continued on. "I've always thought they've had a career of their own. Jennifer didn't let him massage her tits. She did it instead, teasing him and letting him watch as the oil made her breasts all shiny, gleaming and sparkling.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I like 'em? Though I'd argue with you that they looked better with my dick right down the middle, between 'em." Duncan gave her a smug grin after uttering his words. Carefully and slowly, her fingers slid across the oily surface of her skin. Jennifer teased him by pinching at her own erect nipples and then finally replying. "Mmmmm, yeah... It felt great too. Pumpin' up and down right between my boobs." Tossing him a wink as her southern accent came out strong, she continued to massage her own breasts while awaiting his next move.
Duncan instead lathered up the lotion in his hands and proceeded to rub down her stomach and legs. Jennifer moaned, seeing how fixated he was in massaging her and oiling her body up to shine and gleam.
Eventually Duncan's hands moved to the pink folds of her entrance and then Jennifer braced herself as he began to slowly massage and play with her pussy. He rubbed at her clit, dragging his finger around it and then leaning down to her face for a soft kiss. They traded kisses, all while he used one hand to slip inside her wet delight and begin fingering her. Jennifer gasped, as she was not prepared for such an act and responded by kissing him tenderly, shoving her tongue deep into his mouth. When Duncan broke the kiss, she knew just what he was about to do. He moved to the opposite end of the massage table and leaned down between her legs. Jennifer raised them up, feeling his mouth embed at her juicy entrance and his tongue slipping inside of her.
"Ohhhhh, yes! Ohhhhhh Duncan, eat me, baby!" She called out to him while leaning up on the massage table to watch. She gasped and moaning, feeling this man begin to eat her, lustfully thrusting his tongue inside of her and snaking it all around. Jennifer closed her eyes, enjoying this moment. Duncan worked to pleasure Jennifer, snaking his tongue inside of her and eating her while using his left hand to toy with her clit. He rubbed it, pinched it, all while listening to her moan and squeal in excitement. Jennifer raised one of her legs, taking in a deep breath. Duncan just continued to eat her pussy until he felt she may have been on the brink of her orgasm, he then stopped and moved up.
Their eyes met as he hovered over the table. He leaned down to kiss her on the lips and then Jennifer used her right hand to reach up and roam her fingers through his slick dark hair, their lips meeting for a hot kiss. His hands moved to her famous breasts, squeezing them as the smoldering kiss suddenly erupted in passion. Jennifer closed her eyes, still kissing Duncan when he briefly broke their lips apart. He moved one hand to the back of her neck and moved to sit her up on the table. Her hands roamed across the white cushion of the table, gripping it as he found his lips to the left side of her neck and began to kiss his way down. Jennifer moaned. He squeezed at her breasts again, nibbling on her ear.
"Mmmmmmmm, yes...." She called out to him lovingly and prepared to surrender herself before his lust. With her eyes closed, she reached her hands from behind and went to unbutton the front of his pants. Duncan lowered one hand down to her juicy, wet pussy. He began to finger her while rubbing at her clit. Her hands were behind her back, trying to unbutton his pants but Jennifer failed. Duncan leaned up, trapping her hands behind her back as he used his other arm to wrap around her, pushing one of her breasts up against his arm as he squeezed the other in his bare hand. His lips were planted back to her neck and now he was kissing up her neck, breathing in her ear as he rubbed her pussy. Jennifer was trapped with her hands behind her back, not even touching his pants now in this awkward position.
She squealed when Duncan dipped two of his fingers in her pussy, hollering out as his hand moved to squeeze her other tit. When Duncan leaned back, she was able to finally get her hands free, moving them to the table, then to his arms. God, she didn't want him to stop. He fingered her in a clock work rotation, moving his fingers back and forth, slipping them in and out. Jennifer began to breathe heavily, moving her hands from behind again, determined to unbutton his pants. Duncan didn't stop but used his other hand to grab one of her arms, locking her in place. He had her trapped again.
She wanted to yell at him to let go of her but how could she with this level of pleasure? Jennifer squealed as he was still fingering her, his thumb grazing over her clit. When he finally stopped, she took a deep breath and felt his lips kissing at her neck again. Duncan let go of her hair and then reached for the back of her head. She watched him move, stepping around the table as he gave her hair a hard tug. He forced Jennifer back down. Her heavy chest and stomach laying against the table. She kicked her legs up, resting her hands at the edge as Duncan then moved both hands to cup her face. She knew what he was about to do when their eyes met.
He pushed his lips to hers, kissing her passionately. His pants were unbuttoned but not unzipped and his bulging cock just begging to be unleashed. Though their eyes were closed as they kissed, Jennifer used her hands to unzip his pants and grab his cock. She cradled into her hands lovingly, caressing it gently before wrapping her fingers around it. Duncan moved his hands into her hair, gently curling her hair up into a grip with both hands, all while their tongues danced together for a loving, passionate kiss. When their lips broke and the kiss ended, Duncan looked down into her eyes, tightening the grip of his fingers through her hair. He pushed her head down and leaned forward. Jennifer didn't have to be told what to do. Not with her hands already wrapped around his big cock.
She squeezed her lips around his swollen rod, listening to him moan as she sucked on the head and first few inches. Duncan kept his hand gripping her hair, just to show her that he was the one in control. Jennifer still had some control, at least from now. She released his cock from her mouth with a pop noise and then spit on it. Duncan moved his hand over the middle of her head, stretching his fingers out after letting go. Jennifer had to re-adjust herself over the table. Rising from her stomach and using her knees and elbows to lean up. She stroked his cock, rubbing in the spit and once she had positioned herself, she brought it back into her mouth and began to truly suck him. Duncan moved his hand out of her hair as Jennifer's lips bobbed up and down his long stick.
"Yes, yesssss... That's it. Suck that fucking cock, babe." Duncan groaned, ordering her in that same stern voice she had become familiar with from a week ago. He slipped to his hips as Jennifer slowly sucked his cock. She used both hands to grip it, momentarily stroking from the base up to the inches, moving her lips and hands in perfect sync to give him a dual blowjob and handjob at the same time. He was pleased, rewarding Jennifer with low moans in his voice. "That's my good girl, that's her... That's you."
Once Duncan moved his hands from his hips, it was time to take control. He moved his hand back into her hair, rummaging through her brunette locks of long hair. Jennifer released his cock from her mouth, just to look up at his face and smirk. Duncan used his other hand to roam down the small of her back and to her tight ass from behind, caressing her rump. When Jennifer brought his cock back into her mouth, he took control. He pushed her head down, forcing her to take every inch she could. He held her there while he used his other hand to shove his middle finger down the crack of her ass and play with her dark little hole.
"Yeah, that's it! There ya go, babe! Suck that fucking cock! Ohhhhhh, fuck!!"
Jennifer tensed up. She wasn't expecting him to play with her ass hole and tease her like this with his finger. He could hear her choke on his cock, but Duncan refused to let go of her hair. Not until Jennifer began to move her elbows and draw her knees back. He then raised his free hand up and gave her ass a hard spank of authority. The sound echoed throughout the room. SPANK! She bent her knees, giving him further access from her ass crack down to her thighs and then Duncan began to finger her. He loosened his grip on her hair to allow her to suck on his cock once more. Jennifer released it making a pop noise and then she spit hard on his cock after Duncan moved his other hand away from thighs.
He moved both hands back to her hair while she licked her lips and stroked that big cock. The show was just getting started but soon, their lust would turn into a heated session of love making if not dirty fucking. She looked up at him obediently, stroking his cock while feeling both of his hands roaming through her hair. "That's a good girl, keep sucking..." Duncan spoke in a low tone back to her. Jennifer licked her lips, then closed her eyes after they were enveloped back around the head of his long dick. She began to suck once more.
Over and over, her lips moved up and down his shaft before Jennifer pulled them back to the head and released it with a popping noise. She placed both hands around the base of his cock and this time, Duncan took control. She stroked his cock while Duncan began to gently fuck her mouth, pushing her head down and bucking his hips. Due to her hands holding his rod, he couldn't so much maintain and take control, as Jennifer had this over him. She let him have control when she moved her right hand down to cup his balls, massaging them as she sucked inch after inch of his cock. Over and over, inch after inch of his cock slid into her mouth, back and forth. Jennifer sucked Duncan lovingly until he pushed her head all the way down, forcing her to take every last inch.
"That's it, baby... Damn... You wanted to suck on some cock today, didn't you?" Duncan spoke proudly in his words, standing there and watching every movement Jennifer made. She didn't choke or gag. Duncan wasn't that forceful with her, but she made it a point that she could take every inch of his cock. He held her there for a minute, moaning until he pulled her hair to release his saliva coated shiny dick from the pink lips of this buxom beauty. Jennifer's eyes gazed up at him as he held the back of her head, hand gripping hair. She didn't have to utter a word, just that look of desperate in her eyes was enough for Duncan to let go.
"Mmmmmmm, I'm not done sucking on you yet. I like big ones, in case you didn't know." Jennifer had to clear her throat, coughing after she uttered such dirty talk. He stepped back and watched as she got off the massage table and fell to her knees. Her big brown eyes continued to look at him. She raised one hand to her lips, pulling at a saliva string while Duncan stepped out of his pants and underwear as she situated herself down onto her knees below.
Jennifer nodded at him when he gripped his cock. Duncan approached her, using his free hand to push his palm on her forehead and tilt her head up. She wasn't done sucking his cock yet as she had told him, but he carried the authority. Within seconds he had gripped her hair, she wrapped her hand around his cock and she was sucking slow and lovingly. Working her hand and mouth together in synch, Jennifer moaned against his cock from within her mouth. What better place to spend her Saturday than down on her knees; pumping her hand, bobbing her head up and down, sucking on it like a pepper mint stick with Duncan's hand gripping her hair, making sure she didn't stop. But Jennifer eventually did stop and he moved his hand out of her hair.
She released it from her mouth, holding it up with a long string of saliva dripping down as she licked the underside of his cock, worshipping it. Jennifer knew how to play this man, regardless if he was in control. Duncan cupped her face, their eyes met and then he leaned down to lock lips, passionately kissing her while both her hands wrapped around his dick and began to wank his shaft up and down. When the kiss broke, they smiled at each other, Duncan winking at her and then they kissed again, tongues dancing back and forth. Jennifer broke the kiss and slid her lips back around his cock. Duncan was so proud he kissed her forehead, gently roaming both hands through her hair as she began to suck his cock once more, bobbing her head up and down.
"That's it, that's it! That's my good girl, baby." He whispered to her. His hands reached the back of her head and he took control, pushing her head up and down, fucking her mouth. Without her little hand wrapped around his cock, Jennifer knew he would've skullfucked her, but Duncan didn't go that fast. With her free hand, she caressed one of her big tits, loving the taste of his cock in her mouth. Inch after inch, still pumping and he had yet to cum. Her mouth made many slobbering and sucking noises before she finally stopped. Duncan kept his fingers locked in her hair but gave her a break. Jennifer simply flashed her teeth, giving him that million dollar smile to melt his heart. Such a moment was only temporarily as she placed his dick back into her mouth.
This time she sucked on the head but used her hand to stroke him back and forth fast, wanking that cock as hard as she could. Jennifer was impressed Duncan hadn't cum yet, but she simply had to remind herself that he was a porn star once. Only there would she expect him to have such stamina and know how to maintain himself in a situation like this. When she finally quit sucking on the head, she pulled it from her lips with a pop noise. Duncan took his cock back in his hand. They almost wrestled their hands for control over it but Jennifer let him have it. Eyes locked, refusing to look away, her mouth open. She let Duncan place the crown of his cock onto her tongue and then she kissed it. Again. And a third time.
"You've got the mouth of a professional cocksucker. I wanna hear you say it." He spoke to her in a low, commanding voice. It was that voice Jennifer loved from him.
"I'm your professional cocksucker." Jennifer spoke in a low, slutty tone of voice to tease him in response. She expected a reply but received nothing in spoken word from the man. Duncan took his cock and began to rub it over her face, then down her chin and to her breasts. She knew what to do. He leaned down though, still starring into her beautiful brown eyes. Jennifer felt his cock between her tits and had already pressed her hands around them, but her eyes had closed and she was lip-locked with Duncan again, kissing him passionately. He moved his hand under her neck, lifting her head so he could continue to kiss her while she squeezed his cock between her breasts. She tried to break the kiss so she could tittyfuck him, but Duncan refused, throwing his other arm around her shoulders and their noses meeting. Jennifer soon giggled as she felt his cock pumping between her tits, yet their noses touching and lips almost pushed together again.
This was funny to her how he refused to let go, in an awkward position fucking her tits. He moved one hand to almost grab her chin. All Jennifer could do was stare into his big blue eyes while he looked down at her beautiful face. The feeling of his cock pumping between her big plump tits made him moan, but Duncan never broke eye contact with Jennifer. The feeling was enough while looking into the face of an angel. Soon Duncan reached down with his hand, playing with her pussy. He shoved two fingers in and shook them, causing Jennifer to let go of her tits and lose concentration. She was suddenly overwhelmed in lust, panting loudly. Before she knew it, their lips were locked again, kissing. She moaned in his mouth, grabbing him by the cock and wanking him while he fingered her. When the kiss broke, they both were moaning loudly.
All this foreplay and no penetration yet was about to change. Jennifer moaned when he shoved a third finger inside of her and then she let go of his cock. "Ohhhhhh, god!" She bit down on her lower lip and began to pout. Duncan responded by moving both hands to cup her face and then she looked into his eyes, pouting. She didn't say anything. Words were meaningless at this point. Duncan helped her up and then moved her back at the massage table, sitting down, legs spread. Jennifer sighed in relief, knowing he was finally going to be inside of her. "That's it... I need you... I need you so bad, Duncan." Her voice called out to him so desperately in a soft cry. He guided his cock inside of her and then moved both hands to her neck, cupping her face and leaning in. He continued to look into her eyes and face while he began to thrust, making love to Jennifer.
Moaning and straining, she took a deep breath while feeling his rod pump inside of her. All Duncan did was look into her eyes and see that facial expression change. He moved his hands away from her face, roaming his fingers down below and playing with her boobs, squeezing them. She arched her left leg up on his shoulder, encouraging him to pound her pussy with his hard cock. Soon, Duncan moved one hand to shove her down on the table, leaning down as he began to slobber and play with her tits, bucking his hips hard and really fucking her now. Love making had quickly become something else.
"OHHHH, FUCK ME!! OHHHHHHHH, YEAH!!"
She screamed out to him, her southern accent coming out in full strength. Over and over, his cock drove back and forth inside her tight pussy. Jennifer took it all, allowing Duncan to fuck her in complete control. He leaned up, moving one hand to her chest to keep her in position with her back on the table. He then used his other hand to begin playing with her clit, teasing her into a wild frenzy of heavy breathing and moaning. God, the things he was doing to her and teasing. She threw her leg over his shoulder again and then Duncan leaned down, gripping the back of her head to pull her up, demonstrating her flexible body as their foreheads touched and lips kissed. Jennifer grunted as he began to pump faster and harder.
"OHHH GOD, OHHHHHHH GOD! OHHHHHHHHHH GODDDDDDD!!!"
Unable to hold herself back, she screamed louder with each passing second. Over and over, she felt inch after inch of his long cock pumping into her cunt. It was amazing that she was close to cumming yet he wasn't. Jennifer gripped the white cushion of the table trying to hold off, but she couldn't as their lips locked for a quick passionate kiss and then she groaned. Duncan leaned back up as Jennifer was panting and whimpering. She threw her head back on the massage table, feeling his cock pump into her over and over with each passing second. Throwing her arms up, she finally cried out the first words of this erotic, sensual love making session.
"God dammit, FUCK!! Ohhhhh, god..."
Her voice was in a cry, desperate and almost like a defeated whimper. Duncan was fucking her into exhaustion. When she moved her left hand over her body, he clutched her hand. Their fingers intertwined, holding each other's hands. She looked into his eyes as he squeezed her hand tight and didn't let go as he slowed down his thrusts, listening to her pant. When Duncan let go of her hand, he wrapped his arms around Jennifer, picking her up. She smiled, almost laughing as he adjusted her on the table, sitting her up. He moved one hand to her neck, gripping her chin as he seemingly loved to do. His cock still pumping into her back and forth. Duncan gripped Jennifer mouth, forcing her lips into an O. For a moment she expected him to rear his hand back and give her a slap in the face, but he didn't.
Instead, he leaned in and kissed her lips, their foreheads touching again as he continued to fuck her as they traded back and forth passionate kisses. He slowed down his thrusts before breaking the kiss, still pumping into her before coming to a stop and pulling his shaft out. "You're not done with me yet, are you?"
"No! Lean back on the table." Just like that, his commanding voice reminded Jennifer of who was in charge. She spread her legs out wide and leaned her back on the table. Duncan got down on his knees, embedding his mouth at her pussy and then she grinned, giggling in excitement as he licked at her and then she leaned up. Duncan knew what she wanted, a rim job and he obliged by moving beneath her thighs and running his tongue down the crack of her ass, playing with her dark little hole. When he moved his lips back to her pussy, Duncan gripped her hips, sliding her down from the massage table and then coming to a stop.
He stood on his feet when Jennifer's toes hit the floor. He gave her lips a quick kiss, then gripped her hair, turning her around and shoving her down over the massage table. "I am not done with you yet, if that's what you're gonna ask me." She spread her legs, knowing he was about to fuck her again, and that he did. But this time, Duncan moved at her hip, encouraging herself to lift her knee onto the table and he ran his cock down the crack of her ass. Leaning down on the table, she gasped and giggled before he pushed his cock into her ass. Duncan moved his hands over her shoulders, giving them a squeeze as she turned her head and gave him an evil smirk.
"I knew you were gonna fuck my ass again! I knew it!!"
Jennifer moaned, feeling his cock thrust and pump through her ass. He didn't take long to begin thrusting into a rhythm. She moaned as her tits bounced up and down and she closed her eyes. Duncan went for her arms soon, pinning them behind her back as he moved her from the table and began to truly ram her in the ass. Fop. Fop. Fop. Fop. Fop. The sound of theier bodies hitting, smacking together were audible through the room as Duncan rammed Jennifer's ass, giving her every inch. She couldn't move her hands, as he had her arms behind her back from his grip.
"Yeah, that's cause this ass was meant to be fucked! It's so fucking beautiful and tight."
Duncan soon used his left hand around her back keeping her hands locked behind then his right hand went over the front of her body, just beneath her tits so he could feel them shaking and brushing against his arm. She was locked in. Unable to move from the position as Jennifer bit her lower lip, soon feeling his hand squeezing her left breast hard as Duncan's balls slapped repeatedly down her thighs with each thrust he sent into her ass. Smack. Smack. Smack.
"Ohhhh god, ohhhhhhhh yeah!!"
Duncan soon let go of her arms, shoving her down onto the massage table again. Now he had a clear view of her ass while pounding it with his thick dick. He kept one hand to her hair, holding her down so he could use his hand on that plump booty. SPANK! He reared his hand back as Jennifer moaned. SPANK! Still thrusting his rod into her ass, his hand came down again. SPANK! And again, SPANK! Jennifer grunted and let out a scream throughout her heavy breathing, but Duncan punished her again. SPANK! He was done after the final spank, pulling his cock out of her ass and taking a step back. "Oh my fucking god! I must have been a bad girl!", her words teased him.
"Yeah and that's why I'm gonna tell you right now back down on your fucking knees. Suck me off again, babe." Duncan commanded sternly.
Jennifer turned around, looking at him before going back down to her knees on the floor. Oh, the play time and fun games were over. She was in hardcore mode and ready to play hard ball with him after his dominating act. She looked into Duncan's eyes, giving him that look of hunger he had to know by now as she wrapped her hand back around his cock and sucked the head. Duncan caressed her hair gently, in a tender way. It was a little gesture that lightened her act, making her suck on him slowly. Still gazing up into his eyes. Duncan waited for her to take a break, releasing his cock from her mouth. He then gripped her face with his right hand, making her lips an O like before, leaning down and kissing her passionately. Duncan lifted Jennifer up from the floor and shoved her back down over the table.
She figured he was going to fuck her in doggy style again but this man had proven to be unpredictable thus far. He had his fun in control now it was her turn. When Duncan shoved her back down over the table, she panted and started pouting in rebellion. Duncan didn't care about her fit though. He just grabbed Jennifer's arms, pinning them behind her back like before and then pushed himself down onto her. "Ohhhh, fuck!" She screamed at him. Her whole body pressed into the sweaty leather surface of the massage table as his cock thrust into her pussy and now he was fucking her. Her tits pressed against the table, head turned to the side.
"You like that, baby?" His voice called out to her as she began to whimper in her sweet moans. "Yes... more... I want more..."
Gritting her teeth, she groaned after begging. Jennifer's muffled voice turned into a moan, feeling his cock pump into her pussy again but she wasn't entirely satisfied yet. Duncan was dominating her and doing it with such ease. He was laying atop her, their bodies pressed together, his cock pumping in and out of her with every passing second. Duncan could see her pouting and he gripped her hair, giving it a tight tug. He knew he wasn't being fair and that was about to change as he rolled on his side, nearly falling off the massage table. His hands moved his hands to her hips, lifting Jennifer slightly up but with his cock still inside of her. She was soon atop of him, in a reverse cowgirl position.
Jennifer was pleased. Duncan seemed to realize and catch himself that he didn't give her a turn to have some control. Now she was up on top, riding that big dick. Duncan wrapped his arms around her stomach as Jennifer rolled her hips and rode him, forcing her big tits to begin shaking up and down. He pumped his hips, thrusting his cock upward into her pussy. His balls smacked against her, creating a thumping sound as Jennifer used one of her hands to rub at her clit, playing with herself below. Now she was in control for a brief time. They fucked together, as one. There was nothing better than this. When she felt her orgasm drawing closer she groaned, soon feeling Duncan's hands over her tits. How in the hell had she not forced him to cum yet? She had no idea how, but had to respect such talent.
"OHHHHH MY FUCKING GOD!!"
Yet here she was, screamed her lungs out and slowing down cause she felt her own orgasm coming. Duncan some how had the energy to keep pumping, pounding that pussy from beneath her. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. The sound of their bodies hitting together. Jennifer glanced down, seeing her own breasts wobble from within his grasp as she watched his cock pummeling her from underneath. Duncan leaned up, his chest pressing against her back, moving his lips to the right side of her neck from behind. This was it, she knew her climax was coming. Panting and breathing heavily as Duncan's cock was pounding into her over and over. She gasped for air, feeling his soft lips on her neck. His cock never quit pounding her as she reached that moment of pure ecstasy.
"OH....OHHHHHHH.... FUCK!!!!"
Jennifer screamed, shattering every wall of the room as her echoes bounced in sonic waves. Duncan felt her orgasm hard, flooding his cock from within and forcing him to come to a complete stop. How he had yet to cum, she still had no idea. Jennifer attempted to catch her breath as he began to move around His cock was beginning to erupt from within, some cum leaking inside of her when he pulled up and moved her off him to withdraw his cock from her pussy. Jennifer's juices immediately leaked between her thighs. "Get on the fucking floor!" Duncan yelled to Jennifer. He gripped her hair and climbed off the table, Jennifer went back down to her knees.
How the fuck did he not cum yet!? Jennifer couldn't believe it. Any other man would've already had their balls drained, but not Duncan. His cock was covered in her juices and she was about to clean it with her mouth. She couldn't tell if any pre-cum had seeped out but maybe was a solid guess. She was actually impressed he didn't cum inside her. For the longest time Duncan tried to impregnate her by always cumming inside of her, but this time Jennifer was impressed he didn't make that move. It just meant something else though. She was most likely going to get what people in his previous line of work liked to call the money shot.
When she enveloped her lips back around the head of his cock, Duncan spread his legs and moved one hand to the back of her head. Jennifer went to wrap her hand around his cock like before, but Duncan grabbed her wrist, preventing her from doing it this time. He was going to fuck her mouth and Jennifer knew it when he placed his other hand on her head, this time thrusting forward to shove his cock into her mouth. She moaned, looking up into his eyes as he began to thrust again, fucking her mouth now.
Duncan didn't overwhelm her with force. By now she was convinced he was a dominant expert when it came to fucking her mouth, something that pleased her to such an extent. Not too hard, not soft but 'just right' as she would say. She didn't have a choice in this matter, unable to say anything. Duncan thrust and pumped his cock back and forth into her mouth. She closed her eyes but would momentarily open them and look up at him. His balls occasionally bumped into her chin, but Jennifer was determined not to gag herself on this huge stick. She continued to suck as her mouth made various slobbering and sucking noises. Gwak. Gwah. Gwak. Kah. Kah. Gwak. Gwah.
"Oh god, yes, YES! OHHHH, FUCK!"
She should've knew he was close to his breaking point but Duncan didn't tremble or shake. He snatched his cock free from her lips and then wanked it a few times.
"OHHHHH, GOD, YESSSS! TAKE THAT FUCKING CUM... UHHHH, UHHHHH, GRRRRRAAAHHHHH!!"
He roared loudly like a wounded animal as his rod erupted, blasting Jennifer's face in his warm wet seed. She gasped, closing her eyes in time for a thick wad that got her left eye lid with strings striking over her forehead and into her hair. Another wad struck her right cheek. Duncan didn't quit stroking his cock until he was empty, painting Jennifer's face in a sticky mess. When he was done, he gripped her hair as she looked into his eyes, not expecting him to feed the head of his cock into her mouth. Jennifer let out a muffled cry as her mouth was stuffed with his cock for the final time Duncan was impatient, but Jennifer sucked the final drops of his cum from his drained dick to end this wild evening.
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November 2013As time had passed by, Jennifer continued her production work and starring in what had become a hit TV show. During the filming of the second season of The Client List, she accepted an engagement ring to become a married woman to her lover John. Her love triangle had faded away as Duncan and Derek slowly fell out of the picture for her. Derek could not handle a small taste of fame after having his first run-ins with hungry paparazzi cameras and the ensuing aftermath of what followed. Duncan on the other hand left the production set and seemingly disappeared from her life. She expected to bump into him again somewhere down the line, but Jennifer had only learned of his whereabouts when she did some digging online and seen he had returned to filming pornography.
It was funny to her to think over a year later, facing the cancellation of her show where she had truly found love and wild adventures. While Derek and John were the most committed to dating her, Duncan was a whole other animal. Jennifer found it almost funny as hell to consider that she had slept with a male porn star. Even funnier that she found it impossible to deny that she loved every second of it. All of that had become memories in the past now as she carried her first child. Motherhood was the next path in her life as a married woman. Memories of wild times would last forever, such things Jennifer felt she could share with her husband in life when they needed time of passion.
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