She rolled her hips slowly. Her body remembering every move of the movie as she smiled to him and held her long curly hair back with one hand as her other hand rested on his chest letting fingernails dance over his chest
Dave felt himself sinking into Jazmyn, losing himself in the act of lovemaking, in the act of fucking. He couldn't remember being so stimulated, so heightened before. He couldn't remember much at all. There was just this moment, Jazmyn's face on his, Jazmyn's fingers on his chest, Jazmyn's body tight around him.
Jazmyn was on top of Dave, holding him tight, drawing his cock into her. He felt completely in her power, but would still give her more of whatever she wanted, whatever she asked. The only thing on his mind was lasting. Just don't cum, he said to himself. Somehow with Jazmyn, all the tricks he learned as a porn star were forgotten and he felt like some horny teen being used by the girl-whore of his dreams. Just don't cum....
Just when Dave had convinced himself he'd died and gone to heaven, things just got better. Jazmyn rode his cock like....like what? He was lost for words, just totally immersed in the sexual reverie of feeling her attached to him like they were one. But with Jazmyn driving.
Trying hard to hold off his own orgasm, Dave felt Jazmyn's coming on fast. The rolling rhythm of her body on his increased until she was almost swinging on him, leaning back and forth, held in place only by his cock. Yes, she was crying. Dave felt his own barriers give way.
Gasping she felt her support arm about to buckle and moved to lay against him as orgasm flooded through her system her lips pressed to his Inna passionate kiss.
Dave felt Jazmyn orgasm, her satin mouth close against his and her soft insides warm around his cock. And he came with her, in unison, enjoying the pleasure of synchronicity even more than just the pleasure of cumming singularly. He pulsed into her, bucking and kicking, feeling her, plumbing her depths, testing her limits, thrilling at the pleasure she gave him and the pleasure she was demonstrating back.
Just as they'd cum to orgasm together, Dave felt their orgasms subside. He pushed hard, milking his cock into Jazmyn until he was spent and she was folding herself tightly against him. If there was any way to get closer to her, he would try it. He'd waited too long for this, but now Jazmyn was here, the years just dropped away.
"Jazmyn...." Dave began, the old uncertainty sneaking out of its hiding place when he should have been peak confidence. She snuggled up and he felt her smile, as much as saw it. His cock was loosening inside her and he knew if they moved, he'd slip out. He didn't want it to end.
"I know you said you have to go away for a few days....." Elsewhere in the room, Markus and Jazmyn were still fucking on film, going at it long and loud, like Markus's cock could stay hard for days, and no one ever orgasmed until the very very end. "Take me with you...."
"So what you're saying is Cassidy doesn't know you do porn. I mean how do you keep that a secret?" But then, Dave thought, Cassidy and Fran don't know my secret either.
Easily any time I have to leave for filming I tell her I have some auditions and I have done some normal acting as well commercials and stuff like that usually for other countries or stuff but it works so. I know they don't know about you either now do they?
She snuggled. Three days will pass faster than you know and it will give you some undistracted time with Cassidy.
Fuck! Jazmyn knew him too well. Christ, Dave didn't want to see her walk out the door even for three minutes let alone three days. As for undistracted time with Cassidy, did he even want that when all he could think about was Jazmyn? What kind of step father would he be?
Dave didn't want a normal college teenager. He wanted Jazmyn. The thought of her being away for three days made him feel empty. He squirmed against her, pressing his deflating cock into her, all this talk about looking after Cassidy taking the wind out of his sails. Maybe Jazmyn would suck him back to hardness. Should he ask her to? "How soon do you have to go? Have we got time for some more fun?"
Dave looked at the screen. Markus and Jazmyn were still fucking on the hood of the Cuda. It amazed him how long the scene went on, although remembering his days in porn, and how much medication he and the other guys took, they could keep their cocks up all day. More amazing, Dave guessed, was how the girls withstood the relentless onslaught. But then they were well compensated financially.
Markus was standing, fucking Jazmyn's mouth, long, slow and deep, talking to her soothingly and crudely as he slid his cock into her throat. with her head bent over the front of the hood.
"Maybe....we could try that," Dave said, pointing with his eyes at the movie.
Hmmm, Dave thought, the car is taller than the couch. She doesn't want to....and she doesn't want me to come with her. The doubts he'd had since they'd met bubbled up again. Why the fuck did he feel so inadequate? When they'd just orgasmed together, for fuck's sake!
"Well maybe it is getting late," Dave said, "if you have to go. And I can stay here and imagine what we're going to do when you get back."