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Still slamming away at Josh, Alexa slips her fingers out of her pussy and runs them up to her clit and starts rubbing at it intensely.
A couple seconds later, she slams down onto him and holds it there before letting out a little squeal while another orgasm washes through her. Her entire body shivers for a moment, then she slaps her pussy with her hand, sending her juices spraying everywhere.
Once that’s out of the way, she starts bouncing on Josh’s cock once again, a little less forcefully this time. Now that Alexa has cum, Josh doesn’t have to worry about holding out, so he relaxes his body and just enjoys the ride.
Alexa also seems to realize where Josh is at, so she maintains a steady rhthym, moving her ass up and down on his cock without hammering too hard at him, hitting that sweet spot between speed and pressure, not varying things at all, slowly and steadily bringing him to orgasm.
It isn’t long before Josh is right on the verge. He puts his hands under Alexa’s ass and lifts her up off his cock. She immediately drops to the ground, her head again slipping beneath his ass to tongue his asshole while she jerks him off.
After 15 seconds of this, Josh mutters under his breath a couple of times and his body tenses up in anticipation of release. Alexa slides her tongue into his asshole and holds it there, deep in his ass, her hand still working his cock as he cums, shooting his white sperm into the air.
As his cum splashes down—some of it getting on the couch, some on his chest, some in Alexa’s hair—he spasms again, sending another stream upward.
This pattern is repeated five or six times, with ever-decreasing loads being released from his cock every time, while Alexa continues jerking him off. Her tongue is no longer planted in his asshole and her head is turned towards his, smiling at him with a nasty little grin.
One his cock has run dry, Alexa slides it into her mouth and sucks on the tip of it a little more, causing Josh to squirm out of her grip. Laughing, she eventually releases her hold on him. She climbs to her feet and helps him up off the couch.
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Thirty minutes later, they’ve both showered and gotten cleaned up. They make their way to the door and exit the room, then ride the elevator to the lobby and leave the hotel. Josh gives Alexa a little kiss and they each head in different directions, Josh to his jet to finish his trip and Alexa back to her life in Houston. It was a fun little afternoon, sure to be repeated again sometime in the future, but finished for now.
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POUNDING A PORNSTAR
Well, so much for that.
The last time I wrote one of these confessions, I was coming off a particularly romantic session, so utterly unlike any of my previous nights with an escort that I swore them off and decided to make a run at a traditional relationship.
That was almost six months ago. Six months of confusion, emotional distress, arguments, disillusionment, and worst of all, boring sex.
So I gave up.
Last night, after contentious evening with my so-called girlfriend that ended with us broken up and me angry as hell, I made the call. I set up an evening with Jenna Mynx, a pornstar who escorts on the side. Although I’ve never been with her before, I feel like I know her well, having jerked off to way too many of her movies over the past few years.
Normally I don’t set up sessions with porn stars, mostly because they use their notoriety as an excuse to charge three times the average going rate. But I figured after taking so much time off in an attempt to go the legitimate route, I deserved to splurge. And so I did. Jenna is one of the most popular pornstars in the world, and from what I understand—not to mention what I’ve seen on screen—an incredible fuck.
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My stomach is full of butterflies as I wait in my hotel room, working on my eighth beer of the evening. Normally, a session with an escort doesn’t make me nervous at all, but the six-month layoff combined with the fact that I was going to spend the evening with a pornstar instead of a normal escort had given me a good case of the nerves.
I’m reasonably certain it won’t affect my performance, but I’m sure it will mess with my personality a bit. Even with all the beers I’ve already finished, I’m still feeling a bit on the shy side. Although I doubt it will matter at all. Jenna is known for being a heavy talker, plus she’s undoubtedly used to being men who are a bit star-struck, so I’m sure she won’t care that I’m most likely going to keep my mouth closed all night.
There’s a knock on the door. I pound the last of my beer, take a deep breath, and head over towards it. After taking another deep breath, I open the door.
Standing there, in the flesh, is Jenna. I take her in with my eyes all at once, staring at her for what seems like an hour but is really only a second.
When I called I asked that she come over dressed normally instead of all decked out in a typical pornstar outfit and she’s obliged, wearing a pink and white striped short-sleeve sweater that exposes a little strip of tanned skin at the bottom of her washboard stomach, a pair of blue jeans and heeled sandals. Her long black hair covers half her gorgeous face and her makeup is relatively subtle, compared to some of the getups I’d seen her wearing in the movies.
Her big, blue eyes were ringed with just a little eyeliner, she has a stud in the side of her nose, and subtle lipstick that matches her sweater. Her tits are small and perky but her legs are long and toned. She’s a beauty to behold, one of the most fuckable girls I’ve laid my eyes on in some time.
My breath catches in my throat and my heart starts to pound. Not just because she’s so freaking hot (although she is) but because it’s actually happening. It’s amazing how much of a difference it makes when the girl standing out there waiting to come in and fuck me is a pornstar instead of a normal escort. It really shouldn’t matter, after all the principle is exactly the same, but it does. A lot.
“You must be J.T.,” Jenna says, taking my shyness in stride, just as I figured she would.
I nod.
“Do you mind if I come in?”
