Jessica offers Derek a blowjob

Maybe it was all the attention Jessica had been getting in her slutty outfit, but a dirty thought bubbled immediately into her head. She smiled bashfully, tucking a lock of dark hair behind her ear and blushing deep enough to be seen even in the dim pub lighting.

"What?" Derek asked. "What's that smile?"

"Nothing," said Jessica, averting her gaze. "Look, I don't really have much of anything to offer, I, um, like I said..."

Her words trailed off as she saw him taking another look at her lovely, firm body in the provocative outfit. Derek’s smile was wide and white. He rested a big hand on her leg and gave her thigh a bold squeeze.

“I can think of a few things you’ve got to offer, love,” he said, leaning closer. “You want to use my mobile? I want to use something as well.”

Jessica was no stranger to being propositioned. It came with the territory of being famous. This was different. Derek had no idea who she was, he just saw a beautiful American girl dressed like a total slut. He assumed she was the sort of woman accustomed to making arrangements.

“I… I don’t know if…”

He was undeterred by her hesitation. His big hand stroked her leg, his fingers moving up her shapely thigh and under her skirt. She grabbed his thick wrist and pushed his hand away. She felt a hot thrill a moment before she blurted, “I’ll suck your cock.”

Derek jerked back a bit and raised an eyebrow.

“Now we’re in business, sweetheart,” he said. “Tell you what. Let’s go ‘round the back and we can make a deal.”

Derek took Jessica’s hand and led her from the bar, through the crowded pub, past the toilets and the storage room, and out to the back. The smell of old beer stung Jessica’s nostrils as she emerged into the warm night air. The muffled murmur of noise from the bar was just another sound in the Amsterdam night. They had some semblance of privacy back here, even if Jessica had to put up with the stench of sour beer.

“Here we are,” said Derek, spreading his arms. “All alone.”

“Y-yeah,” said Jessica, her nerves returning as Derek smiled at her in the night. She was beginning to feel a little uneasy, wondering if it might have been a big mistake to follow him out here. Then he reached into his pocket and took out his phone.

“There you are,” he said, handing the phone to her. He gestured to a stack of empty boxes. “Have a seat. Call your friend or whoever.”

“Right,” said Jessica and she walked over and sat down as daintily as possible on the beer cases. She was a slender woman, but they were empty cardboard boxes and compressed a bit under her weight. She had to sit with her feet apart and her legs spread to keep from squashing them too much or tipping over completely.

This slightly awkward position parted her thighs wide for Derek, who grinned at the sight the oblivious starlet was giving him. Jessica was unaware that she was literally presenting the Australian man with a perfect view of her smooth cunt, which, due to her stance, even spread open somewhat.

Jessica didn't have any contacts in Amsterdam she could trust under the circumstances, so she dialed her agent’s number, **** to get out of her predicament. The phone rang and rang to the point that Jessica was certain he wasn’t going to answer.

While the phone was still ringing, Derek stepped closer to Jessica and decided it was time for her to pay up. Jessica noticed Derek’s hands moving just as her agent answered the phone.

“Yeah? … hello? Who is this?” The voice sounded rushed, as if he had run to catch the call.

Jessica had other things on her mind as Derek opened the fly of his jeans and took his semi-hard cock out through the flap of his boxers. He held his manhood in one hand, shucking back the foreskin to reveal the reddening bell of his cockhead. He stood so close to Jessica that she could smell the faint musk of his maleness clinging to his trimmed hair. Stunned at the man's nerve she looked up at Derek, who gave her a sleazy grin.

“Hello? Who's there?” The agent repeated and Jessica's mind pulled back to the phone call and away from the hardening male organ right in front of her nose.

"Uhm... Hi Walt!" she quickly said, glad she caught herself before he had hung up. "It's Jessica... I hope I'm not interrupting anything?"

"Jessica!" Walt exclaimed on the other end, "No, no, don't you worry! I just... you caught me coming out of a meeting! Why are you... what number is this?"

“Um, yes, I’m… I’m in a bit of a situation,” she said. “I’ve lost my, um, my room key, my ID, my money, my phone, just about…”

Her words trailed off as Derek stepped so close that his cock rubbed against her lips and chin. She was shocked by his impudence, but also amused by what was happening and, if she was being honest with herself, a bit turned on by the handsome man being so forceful with her. She reached up with her free hand to stop him from shoving his cock straight into her mouth. She took hold of his shaft and leaned in, running her tongue lightly around his tip and under his foreskin.

“Ohhh, that’s a good girl,” chuckled Derek, resting a hand on Jessica’s silky hair. At his urging hand, Jessica parted her soft lips and took just the very tip of Derek’s cock into her mouth. She flicked her tongue against his slit, feeling his cock stiffen in her grasp and tasting the faintest sour hint of his first bit of precum.

“Are you still there?” Walt worried. “The phone seems to be cutting out.”

“Mmmmm,” Jessica tried to reply, but Derek took advantage of that moment and pushed the head of his prick between her lips. She pulled his cock out of her mouth just enough to speak. “Still here, um, I need to get the... the details for my hotel. And, um, let them know that I’m coming… mmm…”

Again, the cocky musician pushed his manhood past her lips, one hand firmly planted onto the back of her head. She could not resist the man, and a wild, giddy side of her didn't even want to. Caught up in the moment, Jessica abandoned her explanation as she began to suck his stiff prick in earnest. She gazed up at the lucky Aussie with her honey brown eyes, her tongue slipping warmly beneath his cockhead as her soft lips and wet mouth engulfed a few inches of his hardness.

“Right, I think I understand,” said Jessica’s agent. “I will look up the info for the hotel and get in touch with them. Let me, um, let me just open up my laptop here. And… how are you otherwise? Everything going well over there?”

“Mmmmmmmmmhmmm,” replied Jessica, bobbing her head as she slurped softly on Derek’s cock. He was fully hard in her hand, which she began to slide up and down his shaft to meet her bobbing lips. Jessica was never really into deepthroating cocks, but she gave a good effort to do just that, feeling his fat cockhead press against the back of her throat almost to the point of gagging her. Derek moaned at the soft, velvety sensation of her throat clutching at the head of his cock.

“What was that?” Walt asked, apparently hearing the sound of Derek’s pleasure.

Jessica popped her lips free of Derek’s wet cock, a syrupy strand of drool connecting its tip and her lower lip for a moment before it snapped and splattered against her cleavage. Jessica looked down herself with an amused frown and answered her agent, “Oh, just relieved that you’re sorting everything out for me. You wouldn’t believe the night I'm having.”

Her agent certainly would not have believed what Derek was doing as he reclaimed his cock from Jessica’s grasp and stroked himself against her lips and cheek. He swung his cockhead back and forth, lightly slapping her face and even bumping the phone. Jessica giggled in shock. Derek lifted his cock up and presented his particularly large balls to her.

“Well, at least you’re in good spirits,” said Walt. “Here we are, I'll text you the details of the hotel to the phone you are using in a sec... let me just give the hotel a call and then I will call you right back. Alright?”

“Mmmmhmmmm,” was all Jessica could muster as she had responded to Derek’s urging and had begun to lick and softly suck at his testicles. The Australian stroked his cock with a dirty grin on his face as the beautiful starlet tongued his nuts and drooled all over them. Derek had had his fair share of one night stands with groupies, and picked up plenty of women hungry for his cum, but Jessica was up there among the best nut-suckers he had ever encountered. The more she licked and sucked his balls, the more he wanted his cock in her hot little mouth.

“Suck it,” he commanded, pushing her back with a hand on the top of her head.

She obliged him eagerly, licking her way back up the throbbing shaft of his cock and swirling her tongue around his tip as she took hold of him. It was like she had cast herself in the role of a slut and was method acting her way to an Oscar. She slurped him lewdly into her mouth, twisting her hand as she pumped her grip on Derek’s hard manhood and loudly pleasuring him with her soft and sucking lips.

“Ohhhh, fucking hell, you’re after it, huh?” Derek laughed, leaning his shoulders back and thrusting his hips forward to gently fuck her mouth.

The sounds of Amsterdam and the murmur of the bar seemed to recede as Jessica focused all her attention on the cock lightly pumping in and out of her mouth. She resisted the urge to thrust a hand down between her own thighs and instead put it to work massaging his spit-slickened balls. Her other hand continued to pump the shaft of his cock and prevented Derek from getting too enthusiastic with his thrusting. She worshipped his cock, moaning around him as she felt him stiffen and tasted the steady flow of his precum.

“That’s it, slut,” he moaned. “You keep that up, you’re going to get that load.”

“Mmmmmmmmm,” she moaned around him, imagining the feel of his cock pulsing into her mouth as he fed her his cum. She wanted it, wanted to swallow his load and show him what a good slut she could be, but the pleasure of draining this man, this stranger’s cum, was denied by the buzz of Derek’s phone. She gasped as she popped wetly off his cock to answer, “Hello?”

“Ah, yeah, everything is sorted with your hotel, Jessica,” said Walt. “You will have a new key waiting for you in the lobby. I texted you the address if you need that…”

“I do,” she said, barely getting the words out before Derek rubbed his cock across her lips, smearing them with his precum. She licked the salty flavor away and ran her tongue over Derek’s cockhead again, cleaning up more of the oily nectar. He pushed through her grip and into her mouth. She moaned around him.

“What’s that?” Her agent asked.

“Mmmmm,” she said, resuming bobbing on Derek’s cock, unable to contain him or even herself. She rode her soft, sucking mouth up and down his manhood, looking up at him as she sucked, the phone held only an inch or two away. She moaned louder around the cock stuffed into her mouth. She could feel it swell as Derek drew closer to the edge.

“I can’t quite make out what you’re saying,” said her agent. “Look, Jessica, I’m not sure exactly what's going on, but if you would like me to send a car somewhere…”

Whatever else her agent said was lost as Derek suddenly pulled his cock from her mouth and moaned, quite loudly and clearly, “I’m going to shoot my fucking cum all over your face!”

“Ohhhhh, yessss,” she gasped, tilting her head back and looking up at him. “Cum on my face!”

“Ahhhhh! Fuuuck!” He wanked his crimson cock over her face. Jessica held her mouth open for him, tongue out, as he popped and spurted fat ribbons of cum all over her face. His warm spunk splashed her hair, her forehead, her nose and cheeks, her lips, her chin, and a good bit of his load spurted straight into her mouth. She resisted the urge to swallow and instead let it fill her mouth, taking his cock past her lips and sucking out the last of his cum as she looked up at him adoringly.

“Oh, shit, you know your way around a cock,” chuckled Derek, watching her cheeks hollow as she sucked the last of his cum out of him.

Jessica popped her mouth free of his cock and pushed Derek’s spunk to her lips with her tongue. She let the cum overflow and run down her chin. There was quite a lot of it in her mouth, not to mention the white Jackson Pollock he had made of her face.

“Now that, I have to get a picture of,” laughed Derek. He grabbed his phone from her and before she could stop him, had snapped several photos of her cum-covered face.

“Oh, your phone call is still going,” he laughed and handed the phone back to her, saying loudly, “I wonder if he heard me giving you a facial.”

Jessica held the phone gingerly to her ear as cum continued to drip from her face.

“Hello? Are you there?” She asked, wondering just how much her agent had heard, and just how much trouble she was in.