Bored and sober, I was chilling out in a booth at some trendy new club in downtown LA. I got dragged here by my friends, they said it was important to be seen. We were all struggling young actors, but I felt like the old one of the group. I know being in my late 20's isn't actually old, but in Hollywood years it's hard not to feel ancient.
As I watched my friends partying out on the dance floor, I regretted agreeing to be the DD for the night. There were plenty of hot girls there, but for some reason I was feeling uninspired.
I was idly scrolling through my phone, and I barely noticed when a young girl stroll over and sit down in my booth.
"Oh shit, my bad," she said, "I thought this was my friend's booth."
"No worries," I replied as she started to get up to leave, "Hey, you look a little familiar."
"Haha, I doubt that, I haven't worked very much yet," she laughed it off.
"You're still young, I haven't worked much either and I'm definitely older than you. I don't mean to be rude, but you don't even look old enough to be in here," I said, having to yell a little to make myself heard over the music.
"You're too kind," she smiled and scooted closer to me, "Wanna know a secret? I'm actually 18."
She held up a convincing looking ID that showed her as 23 years old. I turned it over in my hands and gave it back.
"That's a good fake, but why are you here? You don't seem drunk," I asked.
"I'm not, I don't drink, I just wanted to hang out with some friends, but this place is kind of lame," she explained. I noticed her studying me, looking me up and down.
"Same, I came here with friends, but I'm sober and bored as hell," I said with a laugh.
"You're the first dude I've talked to tonight that hasn't immediately made a move on me," she said, tilting her head slightly.
"Haha, did I hurt your feelings? Don't feel bad, you're the hottest chick in here, I just try not to be sleazy," I said back, trying to send back a signal without changing the vibe of our conversation.
"I'm glad you're not sleazy," she said through a grin before sliding all the way next to me, "but that doesn't mean I'm not."
I let those words hang in the air, unsure how to respond, or if I even heard her correctly.
"My name is Lily, and I get what I want," she said loudly, while sliding her hand down to my crotch and squeezing.
Despite how little work I was getting, those acting classes must be good for something. I was feeling hot as hell, but I managed to stay cool under pressure, taking my time to respond. I got hard immediately, obviously, but I did nothing to move away from her.
"Well Lily, it's very nice to meet you," I flexed my dick in her hand as I responded, "let's get out of here so I can give you what you want."
"What about your friends? Aren't you their ride?" she teased.
"Something came up," I replied simply as I grabbed her wrist, guiding her hand up and down my cock.
We both stood up and headed for the door, and I made a point to put a hand on her waist as we walked. We exited the club and I turned her toward my car, but she waved me off and pointed at a blacked out SUV.
"Leave yours, we can get it later," she commanded.
This girl was young, but she was definitely in control of the situation.
She opened the door to the backseat, and motioned for me to get in first. To my surprise, there was a driver in the front seat, and he didn't even acknowledge us.
"Home please," she said simply, and with that we sped off.
Seemingly not caring about the presence of the driver, she immediately turned to me and pulled me in. We started making out, and though I felt a little weird, I knew enough to not blow this opportunity. I wasn't sure exactly who I was dealing with, but I liked how direct she was being.
The drive was long, but I kept myself busy. I didn't want to go too crazy on the drive, but that didn't keep me from feeling her up and reaching down to rub her clit through her panties. I had her moaning into my mouth when I felt the car stop, and the driver opened our door to reveal a big house in the Hollywood hills. Dragging me by the hand, she led me inside before I had a chance to gawk. Again, she didn't even look at the driver as we passed, and he got back in the SUV as she opened the front door.
The house was amazing, but I spent little time bothering to look at it. She flipped on a dim light, and pushed me backwards onto a giant white couch. Before I could react, she was on me. With her tongue back in my mouth, I was thanking my lucky stars that this was happening to me. I may not have been having luck in the industry, but the chance to plow this prime 18 year old pussy made everything worth it. The fact that she was confident and in charge was icing on the cake, I wasn't used to having to put this little effort in to getting laid.
With her skirt hiked up, her pussy was pressed directly on my dick. We weren't yet in a frenzy, she was grinding me slowly through our clothes, working herself up. She was a sloppy kisser, but I couldn't complain. She looked sexy as hell on my lap, and I kept myself busy by exploring her body.
She obviously worked out, despite her youth. She had a tight little cheerleader's body, and I appreciated all the work that must have gone in to sculpting it. I took my time getting acquainted, making sure to pay the most attention to her little bubble butt and her perky tits.
Before long she was moaning out loud, seemingly lost in her own world. I was putting my hands all over her body, but she only had her hands gripped on the couch as we dry humped.
