See about getting that “special something” from Lila

I try my best to listen attentively to Amber, but the fact is that my mind is on Lila Bustier. Her little squeeze of my crotch left no doubt about what was awaiting me when I see her again. I decide that I’m going to be pretty much useless if I don’t address that distraction right away. I try to think of a good excuse.

“You know, on second thought, I just remembered something I needed to ask Lila. Could I go take care of that real quick?”

Amber smiles and says, “I understand. And don’t feel the need to ‘make it quick.’ Your parents told me you probably wouldn’t get a whole lot of work done in the first few days.”

I blush. Apparently Amber has read my mind, and it is a bit weird to realize that she — and my parents — are apparently totally ok with me just going off and trying to get lucky with one of the world’s biggest porn actresses!

Amber gives me directions to Lila’s dressing room, and in a few minutes I am standing in front of her door, trying to get my heart under control, as I raise my hand and knock.

“The door’s open,” comes Lila’s unmistakeable voice. I take a deep breath, open the door, and step in.

Lila’s dressing room consists of a lot of mirrors, arranged so she can see all parts of her body easily. There are a couple of chairs, and a comfy leather couch. A clothing rack holds a number of outfits for her to wear — however briefly — in the day’s filming schedule.

Lila looks up from her chair, where she is applying lipstick while holding a handheld mirror. The lipstick is the only thing she is wearing. When she sees me, she smiles, puts down the lipstick and mirror, and rises to greet me with a hug.

“Jeremy! My, that was quick! I guess you really wanted that replacement autograph, after all!” She finishes her hug but does not step away from me or take her arms off of me. I open my mouth to say something, but I can’t take my eyes or thoughts off those incredible tits! I am very familiar with them, having watched every movie she’s ever been in. I see with a thrill that the cat-shaped birthmark directly below her right nipple is real and not an artificial gimmick as some have suggested.

As familiar as I am with her body, it’s quite a different thing to see it in person, let alone, having it pressed against me. I stammer some unintelligible thing, and Lila laughs and places a finger against my lips.

“You don’t have to talk, Jeremy. I know what you want.”

I feel her hands move from my back, and as they begin to pull at my belt, unfastening it, Lila leans forward and kisses me. I can taste her freshly-applied lipstick as her tongue parts my lips and makes contact with mine.

Awkwardly, but with growing confidence, I put my arms around her and allow my fingers to explore her naked body. She is warm and soft. I reach down and place both of my hands on her ass, pulling her tightly against me.

Lila’s hands appear to be expert at removing a guy’s pants, even while tightly embracing. It isn’t long before I feel her fingers reach into my boxers and wrap around my cock. I gasp, and she chuckles softly, breaking off the kiss.

“I see you inherited some fine qualities from your father,” she says, stroking my cock. “Let’s see if you like the same things as him.”

Without waiting for an answer, she drops to her knees and helps me step out of my pants and boxers. Taking my cock in her hand, she looks up at me and smiles as she extends her tongue and begins to lick my balls.

I can’t tell you what it is like to see that face — those eyes —doing what I have seen her do so many times! Countless times in the past I have jacked off to the sight of her blowing dozens of guys while looking up at them. This time, I’m seeing a familiar sight, but it’s her hand on my cock, instead of mine!

As I grasp this thought, her tongue traces the bottom of my shaft before she opens her mouth and begins to suck on it. She is beyond expert in this task! First she takes just the head in her mouth and circles the tip with her tongue. Then, taking just a tiny bit more in her mouth with each bob of the head, she begins a steady rhythmic motion.

I feel myself heating up and pull my shirt off. I let my hands rest on the top of Lila’s head and move my hips to meet her face.

I feel her hand on my balls. She alternates between fondling them and playfully tickling. The effect drives me half mad with passion!

At that moment there is a quick knock on the door. “Ten minutes, Lila,” says the voice from the hallway.

Lila withdraws her head from my crotch to give an acknowledgement and then looks up at me, regretfully. “Looks like I’m needed on the set soon, Sport. I was hoping to spend some more time with you; I think we both could have fun. So... how would you like me to finish you off?”

I mentally curse the unknown person who interrupted us, and I’m tempted to exercise my newfound authority around here and tell Lila that she can keep the crew waiting. I’m not sure that’s the best way to start off on my first day on the job, however. I know enough about film shoots to know that time is money.

I feel my cock throbbing in Lila’s hand as she waits for my answer.