Title: Driver: Selena Gomez
Celebs: Selena Gomez
Codes: MF, cons, oral, rough, cheating, video taping
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Looking at the screen of my phone, I idly thumbed away at the crappy little cell game that I had downloaded as a means to keep me entertained for the times where I would be stuck outside of the airport waiting for my clients to either fly in or just plain old get ready to go. Some people would have delayed flights, others would want to settle in a little bit before I would be allowed to take them home. Looking at the dashboard clock, I double checked the time on my print off sheets and quickly made my way out of the hired car and towards the arrivals area.
I knew exactly who I was looking for.
Exposing the white board sign that had been provided by my company, I stood to the side of the arrivals lounge, my baby blues roaming over the arrival of people who were flooding into the main area. Looking through the sea of people, I could spot the two people I needed to grab and the smaller woman, Selena Gomez, spotted me as well and offered me a polite, small wave. It was then her boyfriend, who had been staring at his phone seemed to bat her hand away, shaking his head while they walked forward to me.
“Hi!” The pint sized pop star said with a warm smile. Her boyfriend however, just shoved his bags into my waiting arms and walked straight out of the airport, leaving his girlfriend, and me, to follow him. “I…” Selena started but simply shook her head as we both made our way out to the waiting car, a midnight black one with matching windows and literally everything about it was to suggest that this was for celebrities and a few people were already snapping photos of the two as we made our way to it. Her boyfriend looked up at me and clicked his fingers expectantly.
“Come on, let’s get this thing going.”
“Hey! Don’t talk to him like that.”
“Babe, it’s only staff. It’s not like he’s us!” He said with a roll of his eyes, getting into the back of the car, his eyes not leaving the screen of the phone.
“Give me fucking strength.”
Selena bit down on her bottom lip again, shook her head and walked towards the back of the car with me as we slipped the luggage inside of the car’s trunk. The trunk popped open and we each packed away out bags, it was then that Selena placed her hand on mine gently. “I’m really sorry, I’d say we had a long flight but sometimes he’s just an asshole.” She offered with a sympathetic smile, Selena looked at the back of the head of her boyfriend before shaking her head again and then coming back to join him.
Slipping into the front seat, having closed the door for Miss Gomez once she had gotten inside of the car, I quickly flicked my turn signal and the car pulled out into the steady stream of traffic that was leaving LAX. As I sat behind the wheels, my thumbs beating against the inside of the wheel in a steady, if slightly erratic pattern. My eyes flicked up to the rear view mirror to check the traffic behind us but as I did, I managed to catch sight of the two passengers speaking to one another in very hushed but also very aggressive motions. Selena seemed to be in charge of the argument, her hands both gesturing at the front of the car where I sat.
As tempting as it was to just roll the divider up and leave them to scream at each other, the controls for the divider were actually on the side of the passengers. That was another silly idea by my company’s head office, it was a means to ensure that our passengers never felt like they were being neglected by the company. A clever idea I suppose but looking at it objectively, it just felt like a dumb idea. Giving the rear view one more look, Selena seemed to have hush shouted her boyfriend into submission who was now looking out of the window with a glum face on, Selena meanwhile, was still hush shouting at him. As her face turned towards me, I quickly moved back to look at the road and do my best to not think about what had just happened.
Casually checking the details of where I was taking the couple, my eyes roamed over the small screen and then flicked up to look at the road, keeping us going at a steady pace so that we were casually coasting with the rest of the traffic on the freeway. Looking around, my car was still standing out under the guise of being just a normal car with tinted windows, not one that was carrying a pair of celebrities home. Slowly hitting my thumbs against the inside of the wheel, my eyes moved from car to car in front of me, keeping me behind one of the faster moving cars, frankly wanting these two people out of my car the sooner the better. As soon as they were out of my car, the sooner I could just go home and not think about these spoiled kids and their own little drama.
The GPS that I had plugged into my car’s dashboard let me know that I needed to take the next right and as such, I flicked my signal to indicate I wanted to jump off of the main freeway and towards the slightly swanky uptown part of Los Angeles. The cars soon started to thin out and we were on our way to the neat little condo that Selena owned. My car took us up the small hill and towards the large gated community, pulling up to the front, I rolled down the front window and looked over at the uniformed man who seemed just as bored as I was uninterested in what was going on in the back of my car. He looked at me, took one look inside of my car and chuckled to himself before nodding his head. Pressing a button inside of his small cubicle, without even saying a word, the man let us slip inside.
Looking over at the man, I offered him a polite smile and we were soon on our way. I could hear a cough of ‘Finally!’ from the boyfriend and Selena simply rolling her eyes and cursing something in Spanish at him. As my car rolled forward at a steady, slow rate, I looked at the house number I would need to drop my passengers off at and I soon saw that the house they needed to be at was the one at the very end of the street. The houses was a very nice collection of smart, well to do places that certainly looked like they wouldn’t be out of place on the set of some Hollywood movie. I did silently wonder to myself just how many gardeners or other staff these people employed to keep the front yards, and presumably the backyards looking so nice and pristine.
Pulling up to Selena’s house, I popped the trunk with a flick of my wrist on the dashboard and I quickly hopped out of my car, walking around the front of my car and towards the back door, I popped the passenger door open and moved to the back, lifting the suitcases out of them and passing Selena’s to her with a smile on my face. I was ready to give her boyfriend’s his case but he was already halfway up the path to her house, clicking his fingers at me and Selena just looked at him mortified at how he had been treating me, presumably at least anyway.
“I’m so sorry, I can get these-” Selena started but I waved it off with a gentle shake of my head.
“Don’t worry about it, I’m happy to do it.”
Selena could only smile at me and offered my arm a gentle squeeze before leading the way. We made our way up the pathway and inside of her house. As we walked inside, Selena stumbled and let out another curse, her pointed heels booting one of the now discarded sneakers across the room.
“God damn it! Would it kill you to fucking pick up after yourself?!” Selena cursed out to her boyfriend who was now sitting on a nice couch in the front room, his feet up on it while he had Sportscentre on blast. Looking over at Selena, he made a face as if he couldn’t hear what she was saying, smirked and went back to watching the game while he tapped away at his phone. Selena simply shook her head and came back to me. “I’m sorry about that, he’s just… A pig. Do I owe you any extra?” She asked, pulling open her purse and pulling out a twenty for me.
“Pay me extra?” Almost balking at the idea of being paid, I smiled politely at her and shook my head with a gentle suggestion that that wasn’t necessary. “Oh no, thank you very much for the offer. If you wanted to give me any extra, you just have to give me a good review on the website. The contact details for my drive will be all over the invoice for my services.” The sound of her boyfriend laughing at that idea did ring out from the front room and I could see Selena just rolling her eyes at the sound. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes narrowing through the main doorway to the front room and then back to me. Simply shaking her head, seeming almost defeated, Selena spoke softly to me.
“I’m really sorry again. Thank you so much, you’ve been great.” Selena said with a smile, her hand coming up and squeezing my arm gently. She looked down at my arm and seemed kind of impressed at my muscles. Simply smiling at her, I offered her my goodbyes before stepping out of the house and making my way back up towards the limo that sat on top of the driveway.
Slipping inside the front seat, I keyed in the number to my homebase, listening to it ring for a couple of beeps before it was picked up by someone on the other end. Making contact with the main receptionist, I sat back in my chair and explained just what the situation was. Going through the motions in that I had picked up my two passengers, driven them back home and dropped them off with little to no incidents, I opted not to mention how bratty Selena’s boyfriend had been and just how apologetic the young woman had been for her boyfriend’s behaviour.
As I was working myself down and ready to come down to change my shift, I heard the sound of a large, powerful machine powering up and roaring. The sounds of a car coming to life came out of nowhere and as I looked up over the wheel, I saw a bright, neon green sports car roar to life and almost jump out of the garage and towards the main road. The sports car rushed towards the entrance to the small, gated community and was soon off somewhere in the main downtown area of Los Angeles. Looking towards where the car had come from, I could see Selena standing in the front of the house, the main window in the front room where her boyfriend had been sitting in. She had a finger wrapped around her jet black hair, as she chewed down on her bottom lip. Before long, she turned on her heel and disappeared back into the house somewhere.
Staring up at the window, there was a part of me that wanted to know just what had happened between the two but I was far too old to be interested in younger person drama. So, I hung up and made my way out towards the main base in central Los Angeles. The main journey hadn’t been so long and I was soon sitting in my own Toyota Corolla, sitting in a line outside of one of the gas stations in downtown Los Angeles. Getting out of my car to pay for the fuel, I walked out towards the inside of the kiosk when I saw that there were some bouquets of flowers that were sitting in a rather sad looking plastic box. Reaching down, I lifted one of the nicer looking bouquets out of the holder and looked them over. Deciding they were okay, I walked inside the station and quickly paid for the flowers and the gas before getting back to my car and pulling out to the main traffic again.
In a somewhat awkward position, I was sitting outside of the same gated community I had been in nearly two hours ago, I pulled up to the same small gate station and I saw the same guy there waiting for me. Looking inside, he peered down at me and shot me a smile.
“Forget something?” He asked, peering down at me with a big smile.
“Not quite, I saw the drama that happened. I figured that she could do with a cheering up.” I said, bringing up the cheap bouquet of flowers and showing it off to him. He looked down at them, looked at me and rolled his eyes before hitting the button, the gate rolling backwards so that I could move forward.
Pulling up at the same house, I looked up at the door while my hands gripped the wheel. Was I really doing the right thing? Chewing down on my bottom lip, I decided that I hadn’t come all this way for nothing and so, I grabbed the cheap bouquet and slipped out of the front of the car. Standing up, I made my way up the steps and knocked on the door a quick couple of times. Taking a step back, I was just about ready to leave when the door opened.
Hearing my name, I turned back around to see Selena there, she had changed into a big shirt and some comfy looking sweats. She had removed her makeup and she also had red, puffy eyes. It looked like she had been crying.
“Are they for me?” She asked, pointing to the flowers in my hands.
“Ah, they are yeah. I saw what happened with your guy, figured you might want something to cheer you up?”
It was then that I saw a genuinely bright smile be directed to me. She had her hands clasped over her heart, taking a couple of steps forward, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me into a deep embrace. As she hugged me tight, I couldn’t help but smile and gingerly accept the hug. Eventually, she did loosen up and was able to let me breathe. Pushing the front door back open wider, Selena walked back inside of her house.
“Come on in, let me get these in water.” She said with a smile. Leaving the door open for me to come in after her, closing the door and suddenly feeling very exposed and kind of seedy. Following her through to the front room, I spotted a broken picture frame that was face down on the table. Selena simply pushed it to the side with a brush of her hand. “Ignore that. I know he did.”
“What happened?” I asked, unsure of whether that was overstepping the boundaries of driver and passenger.
“We had a fight. I didn’t like the way he had been speaking to any of the people we had met on vacation. I didn’t like how he had been speaking to you either. So we fought, I threw that frame and he stormed off to Malibu.” Selena said with a shrug of her shoulders. Looking down at the flowers, Selena slapped her forehead gently and spun on her heel, quickly leaving the front room. “I’ll be right back, don’t go anywhere!”
So, I was left to walk around the front room. The walls were painted with a warm, inviting beige tone, there was a thick grey rug that sat between the back wall and the long leather couch that took up almost half of the immediate room. There was an average sized dinner table complete with four match royal blue chairs and also a large mirror that ran from ceiling to laminated floor of the front room. The TV was wall mounted and there were two sets of windows, one overlooked the garden of Selena’s house and the other showed the front of the house where I had parked my car. Hearing footsteps behind me, I turned so it wouldn’t appear as if I were snooping and that was when my jaw dropped.
The petite Latina star was completely naked, she had applied some makeup to accentuate her dark, deep brown eyes and her lips were a hungry, electric pink shade of lipgloss. Her breasts definitely looked like a handful and her small, cent sized nipples were already hard. She was totally clean shaven and she had a wicked smile on her face.
“So, no one has ever bought me flowers before when it wasn’t a part of a movie deal or whatever. Me and my boyfriend are still together but… I want to piss him off. You want to help me?”
My body seemed to react quicker than my brain was as I nodded my head dumbly. Selena smiled and soon, she was on me.
As random and weird as this day had been, I was very surprised to see where it was going. Taking a seat on the plush, black leather couch, Selena had slipped to her hands and knees and was crawling towards me. Her soft, small hands came up and pressed against the inside of my legs, pushing them apart so she could slide inside of them. Now positioned between my legs, Selena was running her hands along the insides before she reached up and placed her small right hand on my lap, her fingers offering the bulge that was starting to form there a firm squeeze. Cooing in pleasure, the Latin-American woman reached up and slowly began to tug down on my zipper. The teeth of my formal work pants were coming down and loosened as Selena went to work. Her left hand was still pressing against my legs to make sure she had enough room but frankly, I was willing to give her anything right about now. As the zipper hit the bottom of the track, the young woman reached inside of my pants and quickly worked on unbuttoning the run on my boxers.
“Almost there!” Selena teased as she looked absentmindedly over at the open door and then back to where I was sitting. The buttons were completely popped open and now, she was reaching inside of them. Her big, brown eyes remained focused on what she was doing. Her soft tight hand slipped inside of my boxers and with a gentle, yet firm, tug on them Selena had gotten my pants open and my now hard cock was out in the open. Wrapping her dainty, slim fingers around my pole, she started slowly sliding her fingers which had now turned into a fist, up and down around my hard cock. Wetting her pink coloured lips with a short run of her tongue, Selena smiled up at me warmly, our eyes making contact as she remained on her knees between my legs. “I’m going to enjoy this.” She added, her voice just above a whisper as she leaned in and offered the head of my cock a soft kiss just on the top. Making an approving sound, Selena made sure to keep the bottom of my cock still by wrapping her hand around it. Using her other hand, Selena slipped it up and under my button up shirt as she offered each side of my dick’s head a gentle kiss.
Soon though, all pretenses of teasing had gone and she was ready to deal with me. Flicking her tongue over the head of my cock, Selena wetted her lips one more time before opening her mouth up wide and pushing her face down onto my lap. Her mouth was stretched open and slowly, she was taking in more of my cock with almost relative ease. Now, I’m not the biggest guy by any stretch of the imagination but I haven’t had any complaints either. Selena seemed to be almost struggling with it though as her moans soon spilled out into the room. The hot sounds spilled out from her pretty, pouty lips as she started to lift her hand up and down to stroke what she didn’t have in her mouth. Her big, brown eyes flicked up to look at me as she smiled all the while my cock was obscenely penetrating her mouth. Using her hand that was under my shirt, Selena lightly scratched those pretty aqua green painted nails against my bare skin. It was my turn to moan then as the faint sting of being scratched burned against my chest.
“Mmmmm!” Selena moaned around me as my dick remained firmly planted in her mouth. Her lips started to slide up and down, though they remained firmly pressed down around my cock as she started to slip her lips up and down. Her eyes closed slowly before she opened them back up again to look up at me while she sucked on my cock. Her pink lips pressed down against my skin and almost threatened to leave a mark as she blew me in her front room. My hands were firmly planted on the top of the couch, my fingers threatening to dig into the hard material as she offered me a stellar blowjob there and then. Her lips were sucking hard on me as she moved her mouth up and down, her lips occasionally meeting the edge of the fist she had wrapped firmly around my base. As her lips came down, her fist squeezed around my base making sure to give me extra pleasure. The young Latina actress and singer had her adorably big eyes focused on my green ones as she sucked on my cock.
Lifting her mouth off of my cock’s head with an audible pop, Selena stroked the slightly wet pole and looked up at me while she casually jerked me off. “You know what would be fun?” Selena asked as she leaned in and circled her tongue around my cock’s head while she stroked me. “Record me doing stuff and we can tease the douchebag!” Selena exclaimed, squeezing firmly on my pole as she wrapped the other hand around the top and worked her two hands together. Offering the underside of my cock a firm lick, the singer beamed up at me as if she were a child on Christmas Day and she had just unwrapped what she wanted. Giving my cock a goodbye kiss, Selena got up from between my legs and hurried over to her handbag which was still laying haphazardly on the main table. As she walked away I could see her hot, toned ass and the sight was nearly enough to make me faint there and then. Walking back to me, she quickly unlocked it before bringing up the camera app and setting it to record. Keeping it pointed down, she passed it to me and made sure to keep eye contact with the camera lens as she opened her mouth wide and slipped the entirety of my cock inside of her mouth and throat.
Almost as soon as she did that however it was as if she knew she had made a bad decision and those awesomely big and brown eyes of hers went wide and she let out an amazed, muffled noise. Keeping herself so that her cute, button nose was buried in my pubes, Selena held herself down until she coughed and pulled her mouth up so that she could at least breath again. Her mouth was practically salivating around me as she pushed her lips down on my cock again and the spit spilled out from her lips and down my hard pole. Her hands came down to rest on the inside of my thighs, her nails pressing against the soft fabric of my work pants. Slipping her mouth up and down in a steady blowjob pattern, Selena made sure to show that her throat had my cock in it and it wasn’t going anywhere else. Slipping her mouth up and down, the young actress and singer soon had her right hand on my balls and was squeezing them while she sucked on my cock.
Selena was most definitely in her element as she slipped her pouty lips up and down, the colouring of her lipstick smearing against my prick as she slipped her mouth up and down. As she lifted her mouth up, I could see rivulets of her saliva rolling down my prick and landing on my balls while she kneaded them softly, her fingers rolling them around as she blew me. Lifting her mouth up, Selena looked at me and then into the camera lens, simply staring at it with that seductive look on her face as she sucked the top half of my cock, her brown eyes never leaving the camera as her tongue bathed my dick in her warm, wet spit. Slowly taking the cock out of her mouth, she made sure to rub her tongue over the head of my cock before spitting on it again. She was making a mess and I could not be happier. Leaning in between my legs, she opened her mouth and started to eagerly suck on my balls, her tongue bashing against my heavy ball sack.
“You know, this is the first sexual activity I’ve gotten up to on this couch?”
“Oh yeah? You haven’t fucked on here yet?”
“Not yet, but I’m going to!” Selena said with a big, wide smile. Taking each of my balls in her mouth, the young Latin star simply moaned around the flesh in her mouth as she wrapped her lips around my big, heavy balls which were already getting close to cumming. Selena wrapped a hand around my cock and started to stroke me eagerly while she hungrily sucked on my balls. Flicking on the camera, I zoomed in on Selena’s lips while they remained wrapped around my left nut, simply turning the camera slightly so that the lens could pick up every little movement she made on me. My own moans started to fill the room as she sucked on me, her tongue was bouncing off of my fleshy, heavy sack while she sucked and stroked me. Her lips left my balls with an audible pop noise as she looked up at me, ignoring the camera lens for a moment.
“Ready to cum?” She asked me, her hands leaving my cock alone for a moment. When I simply nodded my head, she smirked and went right back to deep throating me. With that though, I simply couldn’t hold out and started to cum. My hands ran through her hair and held her in place as I shot warm ropes inside of her mouth, painting the inside of her cheeks and her throat with my orgasm. With a final, defeated spurt, my hands slipped from her hair and I took a seat right back down on the leather couch. Feeling a tap on the inside of my thighs, I lifted my head up and looked down at her to see she had her tongue out with the pearly white remnants of my orgasm on her tongue. Then, she closed her mouth and made a very big show of swallowing my load down. Running her tongue over her lips, Selena looked over at me and grinned.
“All gone!” Selena announced with a sense of pride. Placing her hands on the inside of my thighs, she slowly pulled herself up to a standing position and then climbed onto the leather couch next to me. Taking the phone from my hands, she looked over the footage while wrapping her hand around my cock and slowly stroking it up and down. Watching the footage, Selena smirked and with a keying of her thumbs, Selena had sent the video away, no doubt rushing through the air to get to her boyfriend who was at the airport. My cock had hardened inside of her palm and Selena looked down at it and then up at me before she shot me another flirty smirk. Passing me the phone back, Selena got right up onto the couch and moved onto her hands and knees, pushing her ass up in the air and then reaching between her legs, Selena pushed her wet pussy lips open.
Lifting her head up and looking over her shoulders at me, Selena almost moaned for me.
“Come on… Come and get it!” She called out to me, prompting me to grin and hurry myself to get behind her. Gripping my cock at the base, I held it through all of the slickness from her blowjob and then slowly, I pushed my cock forward and inside of her. “Oh fuck!” Selena cried out as my cock slipped forward and kept going until my balls were pressing against her hard clit. Just keeping it there for the moment, I ran my hands over the curves of her ass before pulling my hips backwards and then pushing my hips forwards again, making the young woman purr out in pleasure as she was rocked with me. “Mmmm fuck! Give it to me slow first!” Selena cried out, looking over her shoulder at me and grinning. “I need to get used to that fucking monster inside of me!”
Smirking down at her, I took a hold of her by the hips and slowly, I started to pull my hips backwards and then pushed them forward, inching myself inside of her while making sure to angle my cock inside her, aiming towards some of the sweeter spots that I usually got with some of the other girls in my life. Lifting myself up on my knees to angle my pumping inside of her towards what you might consider the roof of her pussy, I watched the back of Selena’s head carefully to see how she reacted to it. She definitely seemed to like it as she let out a low moan of pleasure before she tossed her head back and started to rock her hips back towards me.
“Fuck… Selena!” I cried out, pushing my cock all the way inside of her as she let out another cry of pleasure. Looking over her shoulder at me and bit down on her bottom lip, the young woman cooed with pleasure and started to bounce herself back towards me, her ass hitting against my stomach as she was working with me. “So hot… Such a hot pussy…” I moaned, watching her work herself back against me.
“Mmmm you like it?” She asked rhetorically, I assumed, she was definitely into it as I felt how wet and warm her pussy was around me. “Mmmm fuck Papi! I love getting fucked on this couch!”
“I… I thought I was the first one?” I asked her, still grunting and gritting my teeth as I rocked myself inside of her. The couch was starting to rock backwards and forwards as we got into it with each other, finding a rhythm and rocking myself forward as she went backwards and then she would move forwards as I went backwards, easily working together to make it the most pleasurable for the both of us. She looked over her shoulder at me and grinned, a bead of sweat starting to roll down her forehead as she worked herself on my cock.
“You are Papi you are! Fuck! But I still love it anyway!” Selena cried her pussy squeezing me while I pushed myself inside of her. Smirking, my hips started to pick up the pace, sliding my cock in and out of her with faster strokes, Selena whined in delight before looking over her shoulder at me. “Get that fucking camera recording again baby! Show him how I should be fucked!” Selena cried out in sheer delight as she was rammed hard from behind. Not one to refuse a ladies request, I kept one hand on her slim frame and the other came up to get a hold of the phone. Moving over to film, I focused the camera on her wet slit and my own hard cock as it slid in and out of her. There was no way that her moans wouldn’t have been audible as she was pushing herself back to meet my hard thrusting. She lifted her head up and looked over her shoulder, moving to find the camera’s lens before blowing it a sickly sweet kiss as he face contorted into one of pure bliss. Her nails were definitely going to leave a mark in the couch as she was being rocked backwards and forwards by my hard pumping.
Pushing my cock in and out of her from behind, I made sure to keep the lens of the camera on both her entrance and then up to her face as it was twisting in pleasure. Selena looked over her shoulder at me, biting down on her bottom lip as she whined and looked up into the camera. Her eyelids fluttered and I knew she was going to cum. Her walls hugged me tightly, tighter than before, and as I railed into her, her head dropped before she threw it back and she exploded over my cock. Her slick juices ran down from her pussy and over onto my lap as I continued to rail her from behind. Reaching down to her ass cheeks, squeezing them as they were jolted back and forth from my cock stabbing inside of her, I offered one an experimental slap before reaching up with the same hand to pull her hair and yank her head up. No longer muffled by the couch’s surface, Selena’s audible panting and moaning was far clearer for me.
“Oh fuck yes! Give it to me! Give it to me!” She was almost screaming as the couch was nearly being jolted backwards and forwards from my hard, rough fucks into her. Selena’s hands were threatening to break the cushion and I was sure that she had already lost a couple of nails as I continued to rough ram her. “Oh fuck! Pull my hair again Papi!” Certainly willing to oblige, I pulled back on her hair again so that her body arched up in an almost unnatural angle but it didn’t seem to stop the superstar whose mouth was hanging open as she had her eyes closed and simply let me use her. The camera was becoming more and more difficult to hold while I was fucking Selena but having caught her orgasm, an explosive one at that, I figured this part of the recording was done. So I placed the phone down on the edge of the couch and continued to drill her hard from behind.
Wet, hot, lewd sounds filled the room as I grunted with each shove inside her. Selena’s jet black hair was tangled in my fingers as I rammed in and out of her. Placing my other hand on her delicious, round ass I alternated between gentle squeezes and firm spanks as I slid in and out of her. Selena’s eyes were still closed tight as I pumped my hips in and out of her, my waist slapping against her ass, making it bounce as she called out for me. Offering her hair another sharp tug, her head was facing up to the ceiling as I leant over her frame and presses my lips to hers, kissing her softly as I roughly hammered myself in and out of her. Her right hand came up and gently pressed to my cheek, holding me to her as she slipped her tongue inside of my mouth. With our two tongues curling together, Selena whimpered and then her body shuddered as she started to cum again. Keeping her close to me, I just kept pumping as more of the sticky wet liquid ran out of her and down her thighs, some getting on me as I pushed my cock all the way inside her.
Slowly pulling my cock out of her, I watched the young woman twitch in delight as she suffered from coming down from cumming. Watching her slowly get her breath back, she looked over her shoulder at me and wiped away some sweat that had formed on her forehead. Giggling, Selena rolled over onto her back so that I could see her entire body looking up at me, a sheen of sweat on her soft, svelte frame and her chest coming up and down while she caught her breath.
“Oh fuck…” She said with a laugh, looking up at me and placing the back of her hand to her head. “Fuck me that was good.” Her eyes moved down my body to my cock that was slick in her juices, dripping off of me with every passing moment. She moved closer to me and placed a hand on it, feeling just how wet it was. “Shit, I covered you!” She said, almost laughing as she looked at the inside of her hand. “I guess two orgasms will do that though huh?”
“Is two not normal for you?”
“Not recently! Boy, I haven’t cum that hard in a long time!” Looking up at me, she tilted her head to the side slightly. “Speaking of… You’ve only cum once right?” When I nodded my head, she shook her head and climbed up to her feet, almost instantly losing her balance and falling onto me for support. It could have appeared comical for a man with nearly a foot advantage over Selena to have been bossed around as she was doing to me but frankly, I didn’t really care just how it looked as she was soon right back on my lap again and had my face in her hands as she was showering me with hot, quick kisses. My hands ran over her sides before coming down to squeeze at her ass. Cupping and kneading her soft flesh, I moaned into the kiss as Selena slipped her tongue into my mouth, wrapping hers around mine and sucking on it as she purred with how good it felt to have my hands on her ass. Spanking her ass, Selena’s lips left mine and she came down to nibble against my earlobe, her hips lifting up as she reached down between her legs to guide my cock inside of her. Her slick opening continued to leak around my cock as she pushed her hips down and with a firm drop, my cock was enveloped inside of her. Selena’s entire lower body was resting against my lap as her head was back in a silent moan. She slowly brought her head back up and looked at me with a look of lust on her face. Looking over her shoulder, she moaned as I wrapped my lips around her left most nipple and started to suck on it. Her hands came up and ran through my hair before she whispered in my ear. “Move to the end of the couch.”
She seemed ready to climb off of me but was pleasantly surprised when I just grabbed a hold of her, hoisted her up in the air and walked with her down towards the end of the couch. As I took a seat, it was there that I saw what she wanted from me. Directly opposite to us was a long mirror that ran from the top of the room to the bottom. Grabbing hold of the phone, I moved my hand to the side and aimed the camera at the mirror so that it could catch Selena rolling her hips up and down on me. She looked over her shoulder to look at our reflection in the mirror and then back to me, placing her lips on mine in a hot kiss, Selena pressed her forehead to mine as she started to lift her hips up and down on me. Our lips parted and she quickly licked my lips before speaking.
“Fuck Papi, this is so hot!” She moaned as she started to rise and drop on me. Selena looked over her shoulder and into the camera, offering it a wink before lifting her hips up and dropping them right back down again, her silky smooth walls were hugging me tightly as she bounced up and then flicked her hips down, rolling her hips around in a circle as she rode me. My own feet were planted firmly on the floor though my toes were curling inside of my shoes while Selena bounced up and down on me. Her soft, small hands were on my shoulders while she rode me, her tight little pussy squeezing me as she lifted herself up and down on me. Her long black hair had come down to cover the side of her face while she slipped up and down.
Selena had turned this evening into something of an artform and while the young Latina woman slipped her hips up and dropped them down again, she seemed to make sure to squeeze her pussy lips tightly around my cock as she hit the bottom of my pole and then loosening them ever so slightly as she lifted her hips up. She was working herself firmly on my lap and she was already hitting her stride with the rhythm of riding me on the couch. Looking up at her, I made sure to keep the camera going as I wrapped my lips around her hard nipple that was pointing in front of me and almost begging for my attention. Selena’s fingers ran through my hair and made sure to gently tug at the strands in my hair while she slipped herself up and down on me. Taking the nipple in my mouth and gently rolling the hard nub from side to side, teasing it with my teeth as Selena seemed to adore the feeling of her nipple between my teeth.
Slapping her ass, I looked up at her and kissed her flat on the middle of her chest, just above her both bouncing breasts. Digging my fingers into her ass, I helped her bounce herself up and down on my lap as her tight body slipped all over my cock, her walls guiding me inside of her. Her pussy was already dripping over my lap while she slipped herself up and down, my eyes were focused on her face while I worked over both of her nipples, each of them were standing almost on edge with how hot it had gotten. Selena leant her body forward, her arms wrapping around my head and pulling me into her chest as she continued to pant and moan.
“Oh fuck! Fuck yes!” She cried out, my hand slapping her ass again, the sound bouncing through her room as she continued to rough ride me while I was left sitting on her couch. I could only mumble around her breasts as they continued to bounce in front of my face, my tongue flicking against her tits and teasing her nipples while she slipped up and down on my lap. “God, I love this dick!” She exclaimed, her head rocking backwards in delight as she started to squeeze her walls around me again as if it were a competition to see just how hard she could squeeze me. Keeping a hand on her sides, I let it come up from her curved ass and onto her hip, keeping her on me as she wrapped her hands behind my neck and started to throw her body back, keeping herself away at an arm’s length while she worked her way up and down on me. Riding me hard and definitely putting me through my paces as she fucked herself hard on me.
Her hand came up and her nails sunk into my shoulder blade, keeping herself steady, Selena used her other hand to come down between her legs and rub against her clit while I started to help her, lifting my hips up off of the couch and ramming myself inside of her as she awkwardly fumbled with rubbing her clit as she rode me. Sliding herself up and down, Selena’s thrusting started to get far more awkward and her pussy was leaking her juices almost constantly now, both of our thighs were covered in her slickness. “Fuck! Film it! Film my slutty pussy!” Selena suddenly let out, her head fully back and her body arching in an almost unnatural angle. Then, all hell broke loose and she let out a screech in pure pleasure. Her fingers were still rubbing against her clit but her pussy had fallen clean off of my cock and her pussy trembled as she squirted all over my chest and abdomen. Her pussy was still going as she pushed her pussy lips against my cock and slowly rubbed herself up and down against me.
“Mmmm fuck! I’ve never squirted before!” Selena giggled, still grinding her actual pussy lips up and down against my cock as she let her head roll around, her black hair swaying almost independently to her head. I had caught the whole squirting orgasm on the phone and she was still grinding herself against me but as she rolled her pussy lips upwards, it encouraged another bead of my precum to roll out of the tip and down my dick’s length.
“Fuck… I’m close too Selena.”
Her head came forward, sweat was sticking to her skin and she was almost glistening under the light that was still seeping into the front room. She bit down on her bottom lip, leant in and licked her tongue against my neck.
“Shit, let’s do one more thing I’d never do for him.”
Climbing off of me, she wobbled down to her knees and pulled me up. Wrapping her hand around the base of my cock, Selena aimed the cock directly at her face, closing her mouth and stroking her hand up and down quickly, aiming the head of my cock directly at her face. Looking into the camera lens as she jerked my cock, Selena bit down on her bottom lip and grinned.
“Fuck baby, I covered him! His big dick is soaked in my cum!” She said with a big grin, no doubt trying to further antagonise her boyfriend who was far away from the house now. Stroking my cock faster and faster, Selena twisted her hand around at the base of my cock, slipping her hand up and down, she bit down on her bottom lip and watched as my cock twitched and then I shot another series of ropes of my cum. Shooting my ropes through the air, Selena continued to stroke my cock as I fired rope after rope onto her face. My ropes weren’t as strong as the ones I had fired into her mouth but they were still overly white and definitely served as a firm contrast to her flushed, latin skin as she slowly moved her face around to make sure that her face had an even spread of cum. A lot of the pearly white ropes had pooled on her forehead with another running down the bridge of her nose, one more rope had been fired over her right eye, one more landing across her lip as if to paint a moustache on her pretty, sweaty skin.
With her face now positively dripping with my cum, Selena was sitting back on her folded legs, looking up at me as her sweat mixed with the pearly white ropes that were slowly dripping down her face. Licking her lips, Selena snapped another couple of selfies before looking around for something to clean her face up. She ran her finger over the top of her lip, scooping up some drops of my cum before sucking the tip clean. She looked up at me, smiled and then climbed up to her feet, back to a wobbly position but she was more than happy to walk away.
“Just stay there. I’ll get you a towel.” She said casually, as she wobbled down the hallway, her legs trembling from her orgasms that she had gone through tonight. Moments passed and I could have sworn that I heard the bathroom water running and then ever so briefly, I could hear Selena spit. While she was away, I started to dress myself. Pulling my pants and boxers up to the middle of my thighs and then slipping my shirt on, I sat on the couch half dressed, still expecting Selena to come back with that promised towel.
Walking back into the room, Selena had changed herself into some boy shorts and a tight vest that hugged her frame, showing off her delicious curves. Passing me the fluffy blue towel, Selena looked down at me with a warm smile on her face as she watched me clean my cock up and then dress myself again. She had her hands on her hips as she tilted her head to the side slightly and then licked her peach coloured lips.
“So, after that performance… Do you have a card or something? I know a few girls who would love to have such a smooth ride.” She added a casual wink at the end of it.
I nodded my head, slipping my hand into the pocket of my work pants and pulled out a small card that had all of my contact information on it. Selena took a look at the card and smiled before sticking the card to the corkboard messageboard that was hanging up in the hallway. Walking back in, Selena looked over at me and then over to the large clock that was hanging up off of the wall and then she cursed at the sight.
“Crap. I’m really sorry to push you out so soon but I need to head on to another thing. I really had fun though and thanks for… You know, showing my boyfriend just how to fuck me.”
“Oh believe me, thank you! But, yeah. I’ll get out of your hair. Thanks for taking my card too. I definitely appreciate the offer of more work.”
So, we said our goodbyes, though mine was far less awkward as my second greeting to her had been and I was left to my own devices as I got into my Corolla and was then let out of her compound and I was free to do whatever I wanted. So, now I was sat in my car looking at the skyline of Los Angeles, I wondered just how my life was going to change. That change however, was already on its way when my phone buzzed with a text message. Looking at it, I could already catch a smile on my face. Reading the message out loud, it was a very good showing of my upcoming good fortunes.
“VIP pick up. LAX tomorrow…”
Well, work was calling for yet another day…