Trying New Things

Allie Nicole used to keep everything buttoned up. L.A. changed that fast. One audition for a rap video and she moved like she had nothing left to hide. Pressure watched from the back of the room, and her little show told him everything he needed to know. He brought her in. The studio emptied and clothes hit the floor. Allie dropped to her knees and took him in both hands first, then leaned lower and ran her tongue across his balls until she drew each one into her mouth. She worked them slow, wet, thorough, the way a girl learns when she stops pretending. Pressure pulled her up and laid back so she could climb on. Allie sank down on him in one steady push, hips rolling in lazy circles that turned sharp once she found the right angle. She rode him hard, blonde hair falling across her face, breath hissing through her teeth every time she dropped full weight onto his cock. He held her waist and let her set the pace until the tight rhythm broke and he flooded her mouth. Allie swallowed without hesitation, eyes still bright, already thinking about what else she might try next.