She flipped me over, turning my body with ease like I was a sex pancake, browned on one side, raw on the other. She kept me pinned to the floor, my breasts squished against the hardwood. Not that I wanted to move anyway; I could feel her playing with my asscheeks, fondling them and spreading them apart. Then, an unexpected wetness was on my asshole—Joanna was licking it. So this is what an ass-licking felt like! Nerves I had no idea existed were suddenly highlighted to an extreme, sending an entire ocean of pleasure up my spine. She licked my asshole, she licked my clit from the back angle. She took her fingers and stuck them inside of me and continued to lick my completely unshaven asshole. I was so embarrassed thinking about it; the people she was with were probably completely hairless. But she didn’t seem to care. She smacked my ass, and when I moaned loudly in reply, she smacked it harder.
“I’m going to make your ass match the color of my hair,” she giggled and said. She should really use this line in a movie. It was a good one.
She went insane with the smacks on my ass, one strike after another. She put more fingers inside of me—how many could she fit in there? I was so wet, more than I’d ever been, it felt like. Admittedly, more wet than I was with Amanda. A third then a fourth finger went inside me, while she continued to suck on my clit. She curved her hand inside me. I don’t know what the hell she did, but that was the spot. I found myself moaning uncontrollably.
“Are you cumming, you little bitch?” she asked. I softly moaned.
“I SAID, ARE YOU CUMMING?!”
I moaned louder.
She smacked me across the face, harder than any strike she’d given me this whole time, which was pretty fucking hard.
“SAY IT!” she commanded.
“Yes! I’m cumming!” I said. I screamed at the top of my lungs. I had never found myself screaming so loud during sex. This wasn’t even sex, was it? This was just another event, a close up of intensive desire and beyond incredible pleasure. I should have let her film this.
I wondered if Amanda would have watched it.
I shook and trembled and I felt my pussy tense up on all her fingers. I was clenched so tight, I was worried I would snap her whole hand off.
“Good girl!” she said. “Good fucking girl! Keep cumming!”
Joanna shifted the position of her hand inside me and it felt like she found a whole new orgasm. My entire pussy loosened up, and she somehow found room to stick her thumb inside me; now all five of her fingers were inside my pussy. She went in and out and in and out incredibly fast. How were her long, acrylic nails not scratching my entire insides? I don’t get it. She must have had some kind of magic vaginal protectant coating on them. I didn’t get it. I suppose it was a special porn star secret I wasn’t meant to know about. My body was tingling everywhere. There was a big rollercoaster inside of me and I was at the top about to come down. I had reached such an insane climax, I was shaking like crazy, and panting and moaning. Slowly the orgasm began to calm down, descending into a relaxing state. My pussy felt so swollen and amazing. She removed her hand from my vagina and it was covered in juices; they slightly resembled her lotion/water mixture. She put it in her mouth and licked it off her fingers.
“You taste so good,” she said, and she continued to lick her hand until all the juices had been cleared into her mouth. Then she giggled and drank more vodka.
She grabbed a large dildo that was sitting on top of her suitcase. She turned a switch on the bottom of it and it started to glow, like an incredibly sexy light saber. What was she planning on doing with that? Was that for me? In the dark! She spit a large loogie of spit on it and then lay on the floor and spread her legs wide open. She stuck her hand in her mouth and gagged on it, then she stuck the dildo as far down her throat as she could and gagged on that as well. Her hand and dildo were sufficiently full of spit. Was I supposed to do anything here? I was still shaking from my giant orgasm. I felt limp. How could I take any more?
Joanna licked her hand again and rubbed the spit up and down the shaft of the dildo, a hand job with purpose. Then, without any other lubrication, she stuck the dildo in her ass. It went in with incredible ease. Very impressive! Though I noticed her pussy remained untouched. Did she really not want anything at all in there? Should I step in and assist? She had large, meaty lips, and a small but long landing strip.
“Come here and fuck my ass,” she said. She seemed to be doing a pretty good job of that herself, the dildo moving in and out of her anus expertly, but I stepped in and did what I could. I didn’t want to hurt her, though. I had never fucked anyone’s ass before and I had zero experience with doing anything with glow-in-the-dark dildos, and didn’t want to do it incorrectly. Like the former parts of our sex, she had no patience for hesitation.
“Harder!” she screamed. “Just destroy my fucking asshole, I don’t care. Don’t be a pussy!” Joanna yelled. Jeez! I was frightened, yet so turned-on.
I had to give this woman what she asked for, but for some extra safety precaution I grabbed a handful of lube that was conveniently placed on the table. She was a guest in my house, after all; I really didn’t want her leaving with a torn asshole. I am guessing she has to use it quite regularly for her occupation. As the dildo came out, I hastily rubbed lube on the shaft. It became that much easier to fuck her with the glowing dildo. I mimicked what she did to me on my clit and tried to find hers. I rubbed her pussy with my fingers while I continued to fuck her ass with the glowing dick.
“Yes, yes, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! YES!” she yelled, her legs spreading more and more open. The entire dildo was buried in her asshole. How did it all fit in there? She was so small! I couldn’t get it any further than it was. I rubbed and rubbed and I just instinctively put my tongue on her pussy because I truly wanted to taste her. Her pussy tasted like peach lotion and dirty money. I would be lying if I said I didn’t like it.
After several minutes of tasting, feeling, and deep dildo ass fucking, she made a very large vocal announcement to me that she was cumming. She trembled and kept repeating it over and over again. A final moan came from her lips, and then I felt everything relax. Did I really just make a porn star cum? That was so cool! I mean, the dildo did most of the work but I was still patting myself on the back.
“You’re fun!” she said between deep breaths. This was the first time I saw her stop and sit for a moment, without doing anything else. We laid on the floor together, both in post-orgasm bliss. It didn’t last too long; suddenly, as that’s how she did most things, she was up, getting dressed, and packing up her stuff.
“So, you’re a pretty amazing assistant. You cued up my music, you handed me my lotion at the right time, you saved my $70 thong, and you have a great-tasting pussy.”
“Well, thank you!” I said. I truly was flattered. I had a lot of fun doing this. I could only imagine what this job would be like in a real strip club and not a room in the back of a porn store.