Lush Life: Sydney's Interview

Early September, 2017, Los Angeles.

As someone who's worked in this industry for a long time, I've seen all kinds of people. The guys who move to Los Angeles thinking they'll be the next Daniel Day-Lewis or Marlon Brando only to find out that acting takes more than having a nice face. I've personally told a good chunk of them that they'd be better as stuntmen or models.

There's also the women. Plenty of blonde-headed women with big tits in Hollywood. Not to be rude, but let's be honest, they're a dime a dozen. I've interviewed hundreds, maybe even thousands. A very large majority of them have gotten the same thing. A quick rejection.

With the exception of a few. Kate Upton was one of them. I still pride myself on getting her on that Sports Illustrated cover.

There were definitely others who'd made it into Hallmark movies or a few that got solid daytime television roles. Just because there are a lot of blondes in Hollywood doesn't mean they don't get work. Even if they don't have real talent, they still have assets. God-given assets that bounce when they walk.

So when I heard whispers of a young woman named Sydney Sweeney who had those assets and actual acting talent? I knew I needed to make a few phone calls. That turned into my people getting in touch with hers. I'd seen her acting reel and she had potential. Real potential.

Superstar level? I wasn't sure. That was until we scheduled a meeting and I saw her in person. She was at my front door.

"Hi there! You must be Mr. Tennerman!" Sydney beamed.

"I am." I said, fighting back every urge in me to stare at her like a teenage boy seeing a girl's shoulder. I extended my hand for a handshake. She smiled and shook my hand.

Sydney had a somewhat unique look about herself. A rare mystique that very few girls in Hollywood had. She reminded me of when I first met Kat Dennings. A girl with a phenomenal physique, but she didn't have that usual pompous attitude that came with having a body like that.

Sydney wore a light blue sundress that showed off her long, succulent legs. The thin straps struggled to contain her massive, jutting breasts as they sunk into the smooth skin of her collarbone. Sydney's face was clear much like her skin, with a very light application of eyeliner and blusher. She had a small handbag in her right hand.

"I've heard a lot about you." Sydney said, her eyes and lips giving her a sort of 'maneater' vibe.

"Have you?" I raised my eyebrows, carefully trying to decipher whether or not she was actually being flirty or she just looked that way. It was very similar to when I talked to Ana or Hayley.

"Yup. I've heard you've got a lot of... experience." Sydney said, her voice dipping down into a sensual purr. Again, Sydney oozed sex appeal, but I walked a very thin line when it came to new faces. I could talk to any other famous girl I knew in any way I wanted, but with new girls on the cusp of stardom, the way I spoke was very important.

One off-hand comment could end my career in a split second. Granted, that paranoia wasn't really floating around in my head, but I knew it was a very real possibility.

"I've worked on quite a lot of projects."

"You get any down time?" Sydney asked.

"Every now and then."

"That's good. We all need a little break." Sydney said plainly.

"Would you like to come inside?" I turned away from the door. Sydney nodded and sauntered inside. Those hips and tits of hers wobbled like they were packed with gelatin. I shamelessly stared at her backside as she walked inside of my home.

Sydney immediately plopped on one of my dual couches gyrating more than ever. I could've sworn she wasn't wearing a bra underneath that dress.

"You have a very nice home, Mr. Tennerman." Sydney sighed as she brushed a hand through her hair.

"Thank you. You can call me Jason." I said. I sat on the other couch, facing her.

"Alright Jason," Sydney placed her handbag on the arm of the couch and stretched her arms. She arched her back and extended her chest forward, giving me a salivating look at her cleavage.

"I know this is sort of a, getting to know each other, kind of meeting. Is there anything you'd like to know about me?" Sydney asked sweetly.

"Well, I noticed you don't really talk like one of us." I said.

"Huh?"

"You don't have a Californian accent. Not even a little."

"Oh," Sydney giggled. "I'm from Spokane. Real far from here I know."

"That makes sense. So how're you liking Los Angeles so far?"

"It's big, confusing, and kind of overwhelming, but it's full of opportunities and surprises." Sydney explained.

"What kind of surprises?"

"Well," Sydney paused, her gorgeous eyes narrowing on me. "You. When my agent told me I'd be having a private meeting with a producer, I honestly expected you to be a D.O.M"

"A what?"

"Dirty old man. At this point I expected you to offer me a massage." Sydney laughed lightly as she kicked her shoes off her feet.

"Oh. Well um... I'm glad you're comfortable." I muttered.

"Can I ask you something a little more... personal? If you don't mind."

"Go ahead." I shrugged, my nerves and cock on high alert. Sydney was intimidating me and that was *very* rare. Especially since I assumed she didn't have that ego that women in the industry have. Not yet anyway.

"You fuck a lot of people?" Sydney asked casually. I froze up slightly and my tongue refused to move.

"Hmm?" Sydney hummed like she was waiting for an answer.

"I mean... that would be... that's unprofessional."

"Oh really?" Sydney grinned and slowly raised herself off the couch.

"You really don't even think about it? I barely know you and you've got me all bothered. Like I said, I thought you'd be some fat pervert." Sydney was leaning forward with her hands on her knees and her hanging tits right in my line of sight.

"I've... I've got you all bothered?" I mumbled.

"Stop playing dumb. You're someone's fuckbuddy." Sydney's tone changed to unmistakable seduction. Her body heat was taking over my brain. She smelled like peaches and vanilla. Her massive, lightly tanned tits about to spill out of her overworked top.

"Look," Sydney stood up straight and smiled. "If you're not somebody's boy toy," Sydney placed her thumbs between the thin straps of her dress. She then pulled them down quickly, causing the top of the dress to fall over her massive globes.

"You'll be mine..." Sydney moaned and leaned back down to grip my shoulders.

"Jesus..." I huffed at the sight of her amazing hanging tits. Sydney's thick lips were inches away from mine. I was still frozen. I felt her hot breath breaking up the layer of ice as her face edged closer and closer to me.

Then she kissed me. A soft, tender kiss that started off innocent enough until her slick tongue delved past my lips. I groaned softly as I felt her hands slide over my wrists, guiding my hands towards her tits. I was being controlled like a puppet.

Sydney broke the kiss and moaned right in my face as I kneaded her breasts. They felt like satin water balloons in my hands and I greedily groped them like the dirty old man she'd expected to meet today.

"Damn that feels good..." Sydney moaned while biting her bottom lip. She pulled back in for another kiss, but this time I was the one taking charge. Sydney melted and moaned as I continued to feel her soft melons. Her erect nipples glided over my palms as my cock nearly ripped a hole in my dress pants. Sydney broke the kiss again and let out a girly squeal before backing up and pushing me off of her.

Sydney pushed me until my back was resting against the couch.

"I'm soaked..." Sydney huffed as she reached down to yank her lacy black panties down her legs, leaving a trail of wetness glistening down her inner thighs and calves. Sydney laughed lightly to herself like she couldn't believe what she was doing. I definitely didn't. I know I'm not a bad-looking guy at all, but it's usually never been this easy. Even Ana liked to tease me.

Sydney stood up on the couch, the hem of her dress just barely giving me a glimpse of her bare and moist pussy. I moved my head forward and stuck my tongue out, stopping right when the tip was just about to touch her pussy. Sydney looked down at me with a goading smile while giving her hips a cute little wiggle.

I huffed hot air before quickly reaching around to cup her fantastic asscheeks. I then shoved my face into her pussy. I closed my eyes and took in every sensation. Sydney groaned softly as my tongue barreled through her soaked folds like a hot knife through butter. She smelled so good. She tasted even better. Sydney's uncontrollable sex leaked into my mouth and filled my stomach like the sweetest nectar imaginable.

"Haah... Ohhh that's good... Damn... Damn!" Sydney whined and sucked in air. Her entire body shook as I lost myself inside of her delicious snatch. Sydney reached down to grip the back of my head before squatting slightly to grind her pussy against my face.

"Auugghh... That's it!" Sydney moaned. I tightened my grip on her asscheeks like she was going to run away from me. I was in so deep I forgot to focus on breathing. My nose was being drenched in her oozing honey snatch. I couldn't stop. I wrapped my hands around her butt, pulling her closer.

"I'm... Just like that... Put your tongue right there! Keep it there! Right there! Oh damn! I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." Sydney then cut herself off with a gasp. A hard gasp that sounded like she was someone breaking into the house. I briefly thought about opening my eyes until...

"GODDAMN! HAAAAH!" Sydney exploded like a nuke, spraying me with gallons of savory girl-cum. I opened my eyes and pulled away, huffing and puffing only to be greeted with the sight of Sydney cumming so hard it looked like she was pissing on me. I kept my mouth open and my tongue out, eagerly allowing her to squirt all over my face. Sydney convulsed so hard that her tits were shaking against her chest.

Sydney stepped away from me and flopped down onto her butt. Small beads of sweat built up at her temples. I kicked my shoes off and hurriedly removed my pants and underwear, finally giving my poor, neglected cock a chance to breathe freely. Sydney gasped again at the sight of my thick stick protruding high and proud.

"How the *fuck* do you walk around with that thing?" Sydney's eyes widened and she leaned in to get a better look. I groaned as her eyes followed the spurt of precum that had bubbled up and out of my hole and was leaking down my shaft.

"I mean... It gets harder and harder to make my living with a third leg..." I joked. Sydney spread her legs and played with her sloppy clit with two fingers.

"Eat my ass... I need to prep myself for that fucking thing..." Sydney moaned as she pleasured herself. I got off the couch and dropped to my knees in front of Sydney. Sydney lifted her ass up, but I quickly grabbed a pillow to let her raise her butthole up to me without straining herself.

"Dig in..." Sydney moaned as she continued to work herself, this time with three furious fingers. I poked my tongue into her tiny rosebud causing her to squeal, but not in the same way she did when my jaw was lodged into her pussy.

"Really fucking dig it in there... Wrap your lips around it... Fucking do it..." Sydney begged as she jammed her fingers into her pussy, now completely ignoring her clit. I did as I was told, wrapping my lips around the puckered skin of her ass and rolling my tongue around inside. Sydney wailed and her thighs clamped around my head like an excavator.

I closed my eyes and like a robot, proceeded to do as I was told. I once again was not focused on breathing, only tonguing and licking and sucking. I heard Sydney shriek through my crushing prison of thighs. Then I felt warm liquid smack my hairline and forehead. I really began to suck and tongue then, knowing she was going insane. A small part of me really hoped she wasn't going to kill me by losing control.

After what felt like forever being trapped between wet thighs, being rained on, and eating ass, Sydney finally pulled away from me. I sat on my knees, completely soaked in juices as I watched Sydney writhe on my couch. Her skin was now glazed in sweat, her dress was completely crumpled, and her eyes had rolled into the back of her head.

I stood up so I could readjust, but the moment my eyes were off of Sydney, my cock was wrapped around her lips.

"Mmmphh..." Sydney moaned softly as she slowly worked her head around my pole. Sydney's eyes were lidded as she looked up at me, bobbing back and forth and cupping her tits. A slick trail of spit was left shining up my cock as she only took me the first few inches. Sydney's lips were just moving back and forth. It was her coiling, almost snake-like tongue doing the majority of the work.

Her warm tongue wrapped and rolled around every part of my cock she could get to, leaving all of the spit trapped inside of her tightly sealed lips and drowning my dick in a pool of warm saliva. Sydney moved at a controlled pace, knowing her limits and doing just enough to still make my head spin.

Sydney's lips loosened slightly, intentionally letting dribbly lines of it wobble down her chin and glaze her tits. Her great, heavy tits that she proudly held up like the trophies that they were. Sydney moaned again around my shaft, causing me to almost lose my footing.

Sydney smiled as best she could with her succubus-like mouth. I reflexively pushed my hips forward, causing her to gag and push me off. Long, thick lines of spit clung from my dick to her mouth and chin as she gasped for air.

"How the hell are you so good at that?" I huffed in awe.

"I don't know..." Sydney grinned and shrugged her shoulders. She then let go of her tits and wrapped her arms around my butt the same way I did to her when I was eating her pussy. Sydney opened her mouth wide and took my cock deep inside.

"Goodness..." I moaned. Sydney kept her eyes on me as she fucked her face. I didn't move. Sydney just thrust her head back and forth, the muscles in her neck protruding as saliva leaked down her chin. Sydney kept her top lip locked right around my shaft but kept her bottom lip loose to let as much spit drenched my balls and her own tits.

I throbbed hard in her mouth as my tip began to slam against the back of her throat. I wasn't all the way in, but with every ardent, messy pass of Sydney's luscious lips, I was getting closer to burying my cock completely inside her gullet.

Sydney smiled with her eyes before sliding her mouth off of me, leaving my cock a dripping mess. Sydney then flipped her head, sending her hair over her shoulder and placing her mouth on my balls.

"Soohmm bihg..." Sydney mumbled around my nuts as she massaged them with her tongue. I sucked in my stomach and bit my tongue in a desperate attempt to hold back my orgasm. Sydney's incredible ball-sucking was making that very difficult.

Sydney popped my balls free from her mouth after several seconds before moving her lips back to my shaft, rubbing them up and down the entire length. There was so much spit on my cock it looked like a thick layer of lotion was applied to it.

Sydney made her way back to the top of my cock, shifting her head back to normal to pop my tip back into her lips. Sydney smiled around my sensitive spot as her tongue flicked over my slit, the small bit of precum standing no chance.

"Shit..." I groaned and threw my head back as Sydney began to bob her head but still maintained her furious tongue work. Now she was slipping and sliding her tongue around every dripping wet vein, now making an even bigger mess.

Sloppy slurps and gags from Sydney filled the room. This girl was sucking me like she didn't have a limit. Like she didn't have to breathe. I don't know how I lasted as long as I did.

Sydney finally pulled off of my cock with an exaggerated pop and a knockout, yet messy smile on her face. Sydney giggled and gave my drenched dicktip a series of kisses before rising to her feet.

"Yeah... I knew you were special... most guys would've busted enough loads to fill up a milk carton." Sydney grinned and used the hem of her dress to wipe up the spit from her lips and chin. I gave her a weak smile, unable to speak.

"What? Are you just putting on an act? If you speak you'll explode or something?" Sydney purred as she removed her sundress in a blur, revealing her body. I never thought I'd see someone who'd give Milana Vayntrub a run for her money, but I was wrong.

Sydney's body looked like a combination of a hormonal teenage boy's fantasy and a youthful sexpot. She had subtle tan lines on her breasts and near her crotch. Her perfectly rounded mouthwatering tits stopped at her slim waist which effortlessly led down to her wide hips and legs.

Sydney had height on her side, which further accentuated her femininity. Long, creamy, and slightly tanned legs that I was just being crushed by.

"You like what you see?" Sydney said softly as she placed her hands on her knees and bent forward, her juggs squishing together and hanging.

"Fuck yes..." I huffed.

"Hmm," Sydney chuckled lightly before flopping backward onto the couch. Her left leg was on the floor and she lifted her right leg up high in the air, hooking her arm underneath it to keep it raised. Sydney's pulsing sex slit was begging for attention.

"Fucking fuck my shit up." Sydney spat. I zoomed forward and bent down slightly to line myself up. I wrapped an arm around Sydney's raised leg so she could take me with her hands-free. Sydney placed both hands on her fat tits, biting her bottom lip and grinning in anticipation.

I slid my spit-soaked log into Sydney's soaked snatch, sliding in smooth and easy like her folds were glass.

"Goddamn..." I grunted into the sole of her foot. Sydney giggled and moaned as I nearly pushed myself all the way inside of her on the first stroke.

"Ooofff..." Sydney huffed in ecstasy as I slid back out of her. She was tight. Unbelievably tight, but the combined slickness of our conjoined parts made it easy for me to go back and forth.

"Don't... Don't be shy... Fuck me..." Sydney groaned, staring at her pretty pussy lips gripping my moist cock. I let out a sigh before sliding all the way inside of her balls deep.

"Huuoofffuh..." Sydney muttered as her core flexed and the grip on her tits tightened. I went slack-jawed as I mindlessly thrust forward, feeling Sydney's gushing pussy with nothing but dick. Sydney arched her back and neck, groaning through gritted teeth.

"It's... soooo fucking good..." Sydney moaned like she was in pain. Sydney removed her left hand from her left breast and slinked her fingers over her sweaty stomach to rub her reddened, slick little clit. I grinned and languidly reached down to cup her free, jiggly tit.

Her nipple was sharp and burning in my palm. We were both sweating and panting. I used Sydney's foot as a headrest as all the work went into my hips and butt, pounding Sydney's perfect body. I stared down at her bucking body, feeling every muscle in my body shudder at the sight of Sydney getting fucked.

Every jiggle and bend of her flawless physique. Her face dripped in sweat and curled into a harsh visage of pleasure. Sydney's lips were pursed like she was just on the edge of letting out a moan. Her fingers were rapidly rubbing her clit.

I slid back, leaving just my oozing tip inside of her. Sydney's eyes briefly widened. Shaky breaths filled the room, the tension thick and drawn out. I slammed my cock back inside of her with no warning.

"Eep!" Sydney squealed. I moved my arm from her leg and my hand from her breast. I turned my body into a somewhat uncomfortable position and gripped her soft waist. I then began to ram her with no remorse, my balls banging against her wet ass.

"Ohhhhhh SHIT! YES! FASTER!" Sydney roared at the top of her lungs as I used her as a supple fucktoy. My dick battered her guts as her phenomenal titties bounced around uncontrollably. Sydney's hands were gripping the sides of the couch.