Backstage to the lounge as I was told

I strode toward the two guards who were standing at a set of doors and Monique waved them to open them to which the security guards did. Moniques medium sized chest makes occasional contact with my neck or check as she directed through the backend of the convention, the part we’re guest normally don’t see. Carrying Monique effortlessly as her ass rests perfectly perched on my arm, she waved to fellow pornstars like Peta Jensen and Riley Reid.

I looked over at who she was waving at and at that moment my legs nearly turned to jelly as I saw the two of them, Peta was leaning against the wall and Riley seemed to be pressed up against her and they both looked in my direction and smiled, I gave a nervous smile back and carried on walking, Monique guided me through the hallways into a larger room, sort of lobby type place, with a quick scan of the room I can see there are many more doors and hallways that lead to other places backstage somewhere in this vast hotel.

She doesn’t notice my excitement until I put her down. Monique almost slides down my front, purposefully pressing her body tightly to mine almost in protest of me putting her down. Disconnecting from me, she couldn’t not feel the thickness of my Red Bull thick member.

She slid down my front and spun so her amazing ass pressed against my rock hard crotch. I let out a moan as her ass made contact with my bulge which is still growing. My eyes were glued to her body as she moved close to me

Without knowing I felt her hand round my neck and her pulling me in and I was placed between her boobs. "Oh fuck fuck." I say and moan into them and all of a sudden I felt a tit on me lips and for a moment I sucked on it with a moan. "Oh Miss Alexander fuuuck I can't believe this is happening..." I moan before she pulls me off of her.

As I was sucking Monique slid a lanyard with a pass around my neck. Nicole doesn’t often like strangers. We both know you aren’t in the biz,” she paused as she gestured to the people moving around us as they prepare for their own events.

“But that pass around your neck, will get you into the most secluded of parties.” Grabbing my huge paw I now call hands, she scribbled her number with a sharpie she placed back between her cleavage. “Call me tonight,” she said, licking the end of my finger tip before giving me back access to that hand, “for real.” She almost looked like she was begging for me to accept, her knees slightly aimed inward as she smiled.

“I gotta run, Nicole’s already texting me,” Monique quickly showed me her text exchange with the queen of porn. All I really could see were quick questions like, ‘how big is he?’ and ‘take a pic, please!’. She wasn’t ashamed, people in her line of work often get put in a category early in their careers. “But I hear, the food at the Lounge is great,” she pointed at a separate bar/night club area that read the ‘LNGE’, apparently pronounced ‘Lounge’. “You can get a dance from one of the newer girls behind you,” she pointed at a dark tunnel we passed but I had not seen before, the neon lights humming as the tunnel turns a corner. “Or you can go back to the convention till one of the live shows start. I think the next one is …,” she shook her head, “maybe Peta, I can’t remember.”

Monique tapped my chest for the last time, slanking away as her hips dropped her ass just right, showing the bottom of her cheeks as she walked in a direction I could not follow. Laughter pierces the air, the voices of teenagers having a blast echoes from the strip club.