Thank God for Jenna Fischer, that girl knew how to please a man. Despite her own talents though, I can't help but feel a sense of pride knowing that I made her so horny. Why do I know this? Well, because she still sends me nude photos. I'm worried that the next time I see her, she might cream herself. I really developed a new swagger since the Jenna incident. After that night I started to think to myself, 'If I could get that girl to fuck me, imagine who else I could get?' The possibilities were endless, I just needed to wait for the right moment. That moment began about 2 hours into the first Grammy's that I ever attended. Nicki Minaj was about to preform.
For the longest time I never thought much of Nicki. Sure, I thought she was attractive with her big boobs and giant ass, but I didn't find her amazing. That was until I saw the music video for her song "Super Bass", that's when I took notice. I knew then that the girl has real potential. Then I saw music video's for "Starships" and "Beez in the trap" and I became a huge fan. Nicki constantly flaunted her amazing ass in tight little bikinis. She was amazing, and when I found out she was performing at the Grammy's I was excited.
The crowd was huge at Nicki's performance, but I managed to get an alright seat where I could watch her do what she does best, shaking her beautiful ass and tits. Her rapping was sub-par, but that wasn't what I was concerned about. She came down from the from the stage to perform in the audience, and walked right near my seat. I got a perfect view of that tight, juicy ass in her skimpy bikini. My cock stiffened a little in my pants but that was for later. My mind raced as she walked by my row, and I knew then, that she was the next girl I would fuck. She was also going to be at the infamous after party, which I made a point to get into.
The after party atmosphere was pretty laid back except for Miley Cyrus, who was snorting coke in the bathroom. Small amount of applause lit up the room as Nicki Minaj entered. She smiled and waved. I was waiting for what seemed like ages to talk to her. She seemed to be annoyed by everyone in the after party. After a while, she finally made it to the bar.
"One martini please." She leaned on the bar, confident and sexy, bent over slightly. I approached her and said,
"Long night, huh?"
"Yeah, typical for me though, it's no big deal." She downed the martini quicker than I expected. This was my chance, I thought.
"You want me a to buy you a drink?" I offered.
"That's nice, you're so sweet." She smiled so sexy at me, and I knew she was mine. The rest of the night we discussed music and film over numerous drinks. I could tell she was buzzed, she laughed a little louder and we started to flirt.
"When you were performing you walked right by my row and I couldn't get over your great ass, Nicki," I complemented.
"I just couldn't take my eyes off you the entire time."
"Well you aren't the first one!" she laughed.
