He kissed her. She pressed back into it her hands moving to him as she had guided his hands to her. There was no need to rush like on a set. They could move at their own pace and be happy and truly themselves in this moment.
It was a long slow kiss. Dave savoured every nanosecond. Jazmyn responded to him and led him with just the right balance. It was one of those kisses that made him feel like a young man again, like a twentysomething and not some guy old enough to be her father. Jazmyn smelled and tasted as good as he anticipated, and as Dave's tongue explored her mouth he found himself imagining how good she'd taste everywhere else.
Slowly she moved to lay back more still curled up in their kiss. Her hands playing over his shoulders to remove the button-up shirt he had on. THen her fingernails once more danced around the waistband of his pants as she purred breaking the kiss to get a breath.
More...
She almost cooed looking into his eyes the movie forgotten.
Dave lifted himself so that Jazmyn had better access to his pants, not just the waistband but the zip. He felt rather than heard her breath 'more', and then found himself looking into her eyes. They kissed again, deeper than before, pushing hard into each other. And then broke again.
"Jazmyn," he said, wondering whether to broach the prospect of being caught if Cassidy came home, and letting the excited soundtrack from her movie do most of the talking. "Honey, just tell me what you want me to do first."
Her fingers toying with the zipper as she stared into his eyes. She had always wanted him in one of her movies but being the other woman even once in real life worked too.
He kissed her again. Her hands were inside his pants now, his zip most of the way down.
"I've dreamed of doing it all," he said. "I've dreamed of doing you, Jazmyn. Just...being the guy who made you feel loved and wanted and desired for the totally awesome woman you are." He could feel her fingers brushing his cock. "And being the guy who had you for his own."
Dave felt Jazmyn unzip his pants and slide them down his thighs. He lifted himself again and wriggled around a bit to assist. There's nothing so sexy as being undressed by a beautiful woman, he thought, his cock responding accordingly.
Up on his elbows, Dave began to unbutton her top and expose the lacy bra beneath. She smiled back at him, temptingly. Don't hurry, he thought. Savour the moment.
She smiled feeling his response to her and arched her body at his unbuttoning her shirt. Her arms wrapping around him as she moved her leg along his legs. Pressing into another kiss she whimpered wanting it all from him.
Much as he wanted to take his time, Dave's cock was telling him time was short. He managed to slip his shirt off as Jazmyn finished removing his pants, leaving his underwear round his knees. He turned his attention to her bra, exposing Jazmyn's perfect breasts. With her hand stroking his cock, Dave leaned down and placed his mouth over her left breast.
Dave was loving how Jazmyn was squirming so invitingly under his oral assault. He sucked at her nipples, drawing them into his mouth, while he palpitated them with his hands. She purred, 'mmmm Dave'. Fuck it was perfect. He ran a hand down and rubbed her groin.
Her legs spreading slightly as his hand moved lower her hands exploring caressing over chest and arms making her way back to that firm hunger she wanted deep inside. She bit her lip arching her body and pressing her breasts against his hands and lips.
Dave felt Jazmyn spread her legs, inviting him to explore further. She was as supple and soft and inviting as he imagined. As truly desirable as anyone he'd ever wanted, on film or on set or in real life. And she was all those things to him. A vision of pure and complete porn fuckability, and yet vulnerable and real. His hand found its way inside her panties. Was he going too fast? Did he care?
Reenacting the scene seeming to have gotten lost she laid there with him moaning softly. She wanted more... Needed more and she knew he wanted more as she pressed her hips up towards his hands.
Jazmyn asked Dave for more. He needed no further invitation. Half standing, he grabbed her jeans and pulled them down, then her panties and did the same. She lay there on the couch in his den, smooth and warm and naked. His cock saluted her nakedness as he kneeled and bent his head down between her thighs.
With Jazmyn's knees bent and her hands in his hair, Dave lowered his mouth to her pussy. He kissed the inside of her thighs, nudging her folds with his nose, blowing lightly on her most sensitive flesh, exhilarating in her scent and the sheer unadulterated pleasure of finding his porn idol submitting to him. And then, sensing her arousal, and knowing his, he moistened his tongue.
Everything so natural and real. She gasped softly at the sensation of it all. Arching her body as her hands played with his hair. Fingernails dancing over his scalp as she purred
Dave nibbled at her pussy, running Jazmyn's folds and troughs under his tongue, slipping it in and searching for her clit. He loved how she arched beneath him, and pushed her fingernails into his scalp. He'd seen her do this on film, watched guys eat her out just like this. Dave really hoped he measured up like the professional he once was. He put his hands over her thighs and behind her ass, pulling her onto his face as hard as he could, pressing forward, finding her hole and tonguing her, then back to her clit. Her gasps just urged him on.
She closed her eyes in tender bliss. Wanting more but didn't want to rush anything. Her mind however danced over ideas from her movies that she wanted to relive with Dave.
Everything Jazmyn did in response to his oral assault just urged Dave on. She was breathing heavily and pushing her pussy into his face. He was responding by licking and sucking, blowing and even nipping lightly, taking and teasing her flesh between his teeth, working his way found her folds, gathering them gently in his mouth and then giving the tiniest bite so that her kick thrilled him each time. This was bliss and while the thought of putting his cock inside her drove him on, Dave vowed to himself to go as slow as he could and make the most of everything Jazmyn was offering him.
Dave realised that Jazmyn might cum on his tongue. He wanted it all, to take her every way he could. Every way he'd seen her serve men on screen. But here he was, head between her legs, mouth against her pussy, tongue teasing her clit. And Jazmyn responding as if she was close. He knew she was a professional, but if this wasn't real, she was an even better actor than the woman he'd enjoyed watching on his own for so many hours.
This was real unlike her acting. She wanted them to be together. She wanted him to do this that had brought about this slowly growing orgasmic feeling.