Going Way Low On Jlo

Joe had slept late, as he often did on Friday mornings, for some unknown reason. He took his usual hurried jog through the myriad of bodies that clogged the sidewalks of New York City. When he reached the steps leading down to the subway, he was able to jump two at a time without bumping into anyone.

As he hurried toward the platform, he heard the train coming down the track, but knew he would be at the doors when the train stopped. As he reached the platform, he came close to a woman wearing a light full length trench coat and a large floppy hat.

She leaned forward, looking up the track towards the oncoming train, and lost her balance. Her arms flailed in the air as she began to topple off the platform onto the tracks below.

Joe reached out to grab one of the woman's arms and using his momentum and his weight, he rolled down onto the platform, pulling her against him, and they rolled together away from the edge of the platform.

People gathered around to help them up. As he was being helped up, the woman said, "You saved my life! Thank you!"

Joe smiled, extended his hand and said, "You're welcome," and then looked into the face of Jennifer Lopez. She hugged him as the crowd applauded and clapped him on the back. When the crowd had dispersed, JLO kissed Joe on the cheek.

"I really am grateful; what can I do to repay you?" JLO asked.

Joe was not the brightest bulb in the pack nor was he in the top ten in the class of how to be tactful.

"It would be an honor if you would have sex with me," he boldly suggested.

"Well, we both know THAT'S not going to happen," she replied, putting her hands on her hips. "I was thinking more in the line of giving you some tickets to my show."

"Would you at least give me a blowjob or a hand job?"

"Oh, so you could brag to your friends? I don't think so," she replied. "Strike two, and our time together is getting close to an end."

"If I signed an agreement not to ever tell anyone, the least you could do would be to let me eat your pussy."

She stared at him silently for a minute and then replied, "I'm going through yet another messy divorce and I do feel like I owe you something. But you're so crude it's almost disgusting. But... since you're attractive, and you DID save my life, I'll give you a shot."

She pulled a pen and pad from her purse, wrote down an address and gave it to Joe. "Be at my apartment tomorrow afternoon at three and if I still feel obligated, you can show me your oral skills."

Joe was elated. Even if nobody ever knew about it, he would have the sexual experience of a lifetime; having sex with a gorgeous movie star.

Joe showered and shaved and took a cab and arrived right on time. Her "apartment" was a penthouse suite on the top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel. When he knocked on the door, a young woman opened the door wearing a maid's outfit. She was beautiful with a radiant smile.

"Come in, por favor, Ms. Lopez is waiting for you." She guided him into a luxurious living area, and there was JLO sitting on a sofa. She wore a white silk blouse with a gaping vee neck, and white silk pants. When she stood up, the pants hugged her firm legs, and Joe could see the outline of her panties.

"You can take the afternoon off, Carmita," JLO said, "but please be back by dinner time, okay?"

"Si, Ms. Lopez, gracias."

"You never told me your name; what's your name?" JLO asked.

"I'm Joe."

"Have a seat, Joe the hero, and let's discuss this debt I owe you."

"I'm sorry I was so crude on the platform but I have always been a fan and of course have fantasized about you."

"I understand but I wish you had been a little smoother with your demand."

"Then why did you agree to let me come over?" he asked.

"Because I happen to love oral sex and rarely get enough."

"So, you'll actually let me eat your pussy?"

"Oh, my God, you're so gross," she said.

JLO lifted a document from the coffee table in front of the sofa and handed it to Joe.

"Here, sign this and then we'll go into my bedroom."

"Doesn't it need to be notarized?" Joe asked.

"No, it clearly states that I agreed to let you give me oral orgasms in return for your saving my life and that you agree not to divulge any info about it to anyone, ever."

Joe signed it and put it back down on the coffee table. When they entered the bedroom, JLO said, "You can make yourself comfortable but don't bother to get undressed."

Joe kicked off his shoes and removed his shirt.

"Would you like to undress me?" she asked.

He didn't need words to answer her. Joe lifted the silk blouse over her head to discover that she wasn't wearing a bra. He knelt down and instinctively reached out and held her breasts in his palms. His penis began to stiffen in his pants.

"You can do what you want with them," she said, "I enjoy attention there."

Joe squeezed her breasts and then began licking one nipple and sucking gently on it. He filled his mouth with as much of her breast as he could and suckled it. When he shifted to the other breast for the same treatment, JLO put her hand on the back of his head, gently caressing him. Joe's penis was fully erect. When she finally removed her breast from his mouth, he was still kneeling in front of her.

"Would you like to remove my panties?" she asked.

Joe was on his knees in an instant. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties and slowly peeled them down her magnificent legs. Once she had stepped out of them, she asked, "Would you like to see my famous ass?"

"Hell, yeah!" Joe answered.

JLO turned around slowly, bending over slightly, giving Joe a close up of her sexy ass.

"Oh, my God," he whispered, "Could I..."

"No, you cannot; you're here for one thing and one thing only."

Then she laid on the bed on her back. She bent her knees, her feet on the bed and opened her legs.

"I think you know what to do next," she said softly. Her long dark brown hair was spread out underneath her head.

Joe eased himself onto his stomach and elbows between her legs, looking up at her pussy. Just above her wet, glistening labia was a dark patch of pubic hair. He often wondered if female movie stars shaved their pussies.

Joe worked his mouth on her, tasting every inch of the skin on her inner thighs and finally treating himself to the wet warmth of her folds. He lapped and sucked slowly, enjoying the taste of her sex and the smell of her perfume. She lay still, obviously enjoying the oral attention to her body.

Joe worked his tongue in and out of her, teasing her clit with his tongue, making loud sucking noises as he lapped up her juices. When he finally focused on licking her clit, she was already moaning and gripping the bed cover with her fists.

"Oh, yeah, that's it, that's it," she moaned as she came. Her thick smooth thighs cupped his face as she used every bit of her orgasm before she let him move away.

Joe was hoping upon hope that she would be aroused enough and grateful enough to consider fucking him. But when he rose to his knees, she pushed him down on his back on the bed until his head rested at the edge of the bed.

"I let you enjoy yourself, so the debt is paid," she said. "Now you owe me for being such an asshole about the whole thing."

She stood at the end of the bed with her back to him, spread her legs and sat back onto his face, pressing her wet pussy into his face. Joe looked up and saw her rubbing her breasts. Her big sexy ass was on his chin and she rubbed her slit across his mouth and nose.

"You can jerk off if you want, but don't make a mess on my bed," she said.

As horny as he was and as much as he needed to come, Joe didn't want to jerk off. He still held a faint hope that she might change her mind, perhaps even feel sorry for him and fuck him when she finished coming.

In the meantime, she grabbed a fistful of his hair and smothered him with her wet pussy and big warm ass. He gasped and licked, moaned and sucked, not sure of who was in control. Finally she settled into a rhythm of riding his mouth, using his tongue. Her legs held his head as she bucked against his mouth. She moaned several times, just as before, "That's it, right there, oh, that's so good..."

He assumed she had enjoyed several orgasms because she finally stood up, leaving his face glistening with her pussy juices. She walked towards the master bathroom and over her shoulder she said, "You can clean up in the guest bath off the hallway."

Joe found the guest bathroom and wiped his face and rinsed out his mouth, then he put his shirt and shoes back on. A few minutes later, when JLO returned, she was fully dressed and looked as hot and fresh as ever. She showed Joe to the door, smiling sweetly.

"Thanks for saving my life and thanks for letting me have some orgasms."

She pushed Joe out the door and in the elevator going down to the lobby, Joe asked himself, "I wonder how much the tabloids will pay for a copy of this disclaimer I signed?"