Hot As Sin

I had been the picture of restraint all day, all things considered.

I contained myself when I saw my girlfriend, Rosario Dawson, strut in her barely there clothes, boots and fishnet leggings on the Sin City 2 set. When shooting was done and we got to her trailer, I contained myself from just ripping those materials off her - since they technically weren't hers. I even stayed under control when we both got naked.

But asking me to hold on while she was sucking my cock, and then rubbing it against her incredible tits, was practically unreasonable. Yet there she was.

I could only lean back on her couch, as she currently just had me in her mouth. I wanted to look at her, but if I did for too long, it might become too much. It often was, really.

Yet there I saw her, taking more of me past her lips while her tongue licked me down. I kept looking as she popped off and kissed down my tip, then licked up. I even looked when Rosario rose her chest up and trapped me between her perfect breasts.

It killed me to look up from that. But the sight of her gorgeous brown tits smothering my throbbing white cock was just too overwhelming. In that regard, maybe it wasn't the brightest idea to reach down and hold her breasts as well.

Nevertheless, Rosario let go of her breasts and let me take over fucking them, so she must have thought it was kind of smart. However, after rubbing her nipples and pumping myself between her ample flesh, there was a clear limit to genius.

"I can't..." I couldn't quite finish, since I was too busy trying not to finish in other ways.

"You're right," Rosario agreed. "That's not where you really need to fuck me."

Rosario got up, quickly put herself on my lap and showed me where she really needed to be fucked. After putting me into her pussy, she started riding me without the need to ease me into it.

If I could barely contain myself between her tits, lasting inside of her should have been impossible. But until that theory was proven, I would distract myself the best I could. Namely by putting my right hand against her filled, bald pussy and rubbing it along to the brink as well.

I also tried to help by burying my face against her neck, kissing every inch of her skin that I could. She moaned as I trailed my lips across her collarbone, while also looking down at her fantastic, jiggling ass. Unable to resist, I put both my hands on her backside, squeezed for dear life and helped bounce it up and down on my lap.

Rosario sat up and arched her back, giving me clear access to her breasts. I latched my lips over her right nipple, sucking for all my worth while my hands held her ass. I did the same to her left nipple, but it soon felt inadequate - if such a thing could be said relating to her breasts.

Taking my hands off Rosario's ass, I cupped her tits and really let myself get to work suckling them. I rubbed them against my face, kissed and rubbed their underside and made a show of licking all around them. "Oh, that's it...a little more," Rosario purred, and I easily fulfilled her wishes.

Yet she told me, "Pull out," anyway a few seconds later.

"I can last a little longer..." I pleaded.

"This isn't about you," Rosario commanded. "I got on my knees, now it's your turn. That's how you make me cum."

With that, Rosario got herself off my lap before I could take myself out. She stood in front of me, her every shapely curve on display. She had to frown for me to snap to it, get myself on my knees and put my face in front of her pussy.

"Now you eat me. Eat me out till I cum. Then you can cum all over me," Rosario ordered. "I'll tell you when you can start jacking off." Without waiting for an answer, Rosario wiggled her hips against my face as a clear signal.

She kept swinging her hips and grinding on me as I licked deeper into her pussy. My hands went on her waist and rubbed it up and down, until I put them squarely on her ass again. "Squeeze it," Rosario groaned, and so I did.

It didn't take much longer for Rosario to turn herself around, putting her ass in front of my face. "Finger me and lick me. Do it," Rosario said. Putting it together in my head, I reached around and put both hands on her pussy, using a separate finger every few moments to rub and finger her.

That left the licking part.

Hesitantly, just in case I got the wrong idea, I put my face against her full, round ass and put my mouth over her right cheek. Rosario just bucked her hips against my fingers, then drove her ass back over my face. As she thrust her hips back and forth, my fingers went deeper and my mouth went further across her rear.

Finally, I started licking it until I got to the center. After a pause, my tongue started navigating between her cheek. It went up and down until it reached the middle, resting on the hole contained within.

"Fuck me...fuck me all over..." Rosario urged. To obey her, I inserted my right index finger into her pussy and slid my tongue against and into her backside. My thumbs rubbed her in front as well, as my face and tongue pressed deeper onto her back.

Rosario backed up and shook her hips against my fingers and tongue, moaning along the way. After a few more moments, she announced, "Okay, that's it...you need to taste something sweeter now. And I'm ready to give it to you."

She backed her ass up to the point of bouncing me off it, then turned herself back around again. In quick order, she put her hands on the back of my head and shoved it against her pussy. "Start jacking off when I cum all over you...then you're gonna do the same to me," she said.

I couldn't really answer her clearly with words, so I responded by putting my tongue back into her. I had to admit, it would probably help wash my mouth out. As we pressed her hips and my head together, my fingers went down and carefully grabbed my cock, which was still throbbing pretty hard.

"I'm gonna cum...make me give it to you..." Rosario hoped. I held my cock and let my tongue wiggle and dig deep inside her. With my free left hand, I reached up and impulsively grabbed her breast, holding it and pinching her nipple right as she finally came.

I squeezed my cock and Rosario's boob as she came on my mouth, with little else to do but lick it up. I drank it down and rubbed my lips over her again, then remembered to start pumping myself as she started coming down.

My hand worked a steady pace by the time Rosario backed away from me. She plopped down on her couch, lying on her back and on full display. Looking at her made me go faster - and from the look on Rosario's face, it seemed to be her plan all along.

"Stand up and finish," she said as she caught her breath. "You finish up...shoot all that hot, white cum at me..."

I didn't need any further instruction. I just stood up, stroked my cock right in front of me, looked up and down her stunning, flushed body and stopped at her eager, beautiful face. She smiled and stared up at me with her soft, eager eyes and that did it.

The first strand or two landed on her lips, then her open mouth. While I could still think, I remembered to unload lower, getting my cum on her upper chest, tits and stomach. I covered as much of her upper body with my cum as I could, which made for a spectacular image.

If I could have gotten hard that quickly again, I would have. Instead, I just caught my breath as me and Rosario looked at her wet body with pride. But I did have to move and look for tissues at some point, stepping over all the clothes we took off.

After I found them, I bent down in front of Rosario and her couch, placing a tissue over her dripping breast. I rubbed my cum into her caramel skin, using multiple tissues to wipe the rest off and on her. In the meantime, she merely licked the cum still on her lips, before I used my last clean tissue to wipe her face dry.

Even after making sure there was no more cum on it, I didn't remove my hand from Rosario's face. In fact, I put my face against it next, kissing her with less fever and more gentleness, now that we weren't as horny now. But that might not have been the case for much longer.

In no time, I laid myself on top of her as we kept kissing. Her hands went down my back and squeezed my ass this time, even laying a smack on it when I kissed down her neck. She just smirked when I looked at her after that, fueling me to kiss and nibble at her full lips, despite how my own cum was just on them. Then again, after where my lips had been...

This only made me more eager to kiss down her body and back to her formerly cum-covered tits. Yet after I got a few suckles in, Rosario stopped me and said, "If we're going for round two, we should probably do it somewhere with more space. Don't you think?"

Being able to think was still a problem for me. Yet with the brain cells I had, I made myself agree. I got back into my regular clothes, with Rosario changing into a regular shirt and jeans before we left the trailer.

We went through the Sin City set and green screens, as everyone seemed to have left for the day. At least our walk of shame would be private, and no one would stop us from getting back to Rosario's hotel.

But just when I figured we were in the clear, music started blaring in the background.

We looked around, yet no one appeared to be nearby. I was prepared to take that break and call it a night - at least in here. But Rosario wasn't so deterred. "I know that music..." she muttered, then walked towards where the sound was coming from.

She was gone before I could object, leaving me no choice but to follow her and get closer. The music got louder as me and Rosario kept walking, yet we soon had to stop in front of a slightly open door. Rosario was the first one to peek through it and see what was going on.

She then stood aside so I could look, with nothing on her face giving away what it was. It was probably a blanker face than the one I made when I saw.

I peeked into a room with a stage inside, not entirely unlike the one used for the strip club in the movie. And like in the movie, Jessica Alba was the one taking the stage - and dancing on it.

In the movie, this would have been shot in fanciful black-and-white, and maybe other colors. Here in real life, it was clearer to make out that she was wearing a black bra, matching stockings and heeled boots. But her body was gyrating so much, it was hard to pay attention to the clothes - or to wish they were even there.

"Huh. Guess she needed extra practice. Being rusty and all," Rosario quietly commented. It had been nine years since she stripped in the Sin City world - without any actual stripping from her involved, in the sole bit of restraint that movie had. Just the luck, I supposed.

But I didn't see her looking too rusty here.

I assumed Rosario would tell me to stop peeking and head away, for any number of reasons. Perhaps I just waited for her to tell me herself. Yet I soon figured if I waited much longer for her, things would be too awkward when we left - and less likely to heat up again like we'd planned.

With a heavy heart, I was about ready to close the door and stop peeping at Jessica's 'rehearsal.' Still, I almost noted to myself that Rosario had been looking through the door as well. I was about ready to brush that off too, until I heard Jessica talk over the music.

"What the hell? Don't need to do this, but let's see how it'd go if I did. Everyone else has pictured it," Jessica commented. I tried to decrypt it by myself - yet Jessica then did the work for me.

As she got on her feet with a flash and swung her hips, in that exaggerated but sexy Sin City fashion, Jessica did something she didn't do in the film - reach back and unclip her bra.

When it came loose, Jessica bent down and gave her imaginary audience - not to mention her real one - a shot of her breasts as they were about to fall out. Yet right as the bra was swung off, she turned her back before we got a clear shot.

As a tradeoff, she bent down again, only with her ass facing us. It looked like the better end of the deal - even before she put her hands on her hips and into her panties. She slowly lowered them, revealing more and more of one of the most taut, round asses in the businesses.

When her panties were slid right to the bottom of all that naked, peachy flesh, I barely remembered I wasn't alone. Once I did, every bit of my will power made me back away.

I waited for Rosario to drag me away and scold me, as a best case scenario. However, she stayed as quiet as she had been for most of the show. She didn't look at me, so I took that as an ominous sign. But when she turned back to me, she still stayed blank faced instead of ready to attack.

"Wait here," she said quietly. "No matter what you see or what you hear, don't go anywhere. Don't leave and don't come in. Just stay until I tell you otherwise, no matter what. Please?" Unlike all her hotter orders, she did say please.

In case I was off the hook for checking out one of the few naked asses to rival Rosario's, I kept quiet so I wouldn't risk it. After I nodded, she said again, "Stay here," - then opened the door.

She closed it almost all the way, so I only heard Jessica shriek, "What the?! Rosario?" Not risking it, I stayed behind the door, even when the music was turned off. I didn't hear Rosario or Jessica talk, yell or growl, however. In fact, I heard no voices at all.

After several seconds, I risked peeking through the door to see what was actually happening. What I saw was Rosario and Jessica on the fake stage, talking rather quietly. None of them looked my way and Jessica's panties were back up, although she apparently couldn't get her bra back too.

I looked away from her side boobs and any other parts she and Rosario weren't covering. But not for every second. Still, due to Rosario setting the bar so high with breasts - and those smaller privacy issues - I didn't want to linger too much.

The next thing I knew, Rosario was holding Jessica's hands and pulling her closer. It seemed like it was just to talk quietly enough...but the body language began to look different. At least the parts I noticed when not looking at Jessica's breasts.

The other stuff I saw was Jessica's eyes widening, Rosario leaning in closer to her ear, and the two inching a little bit closer. When Rosario pulled her face back, I could see Jessica's posture start to relax, along with her face as well. In fact, she was starting to smile.

The two seemed to exchange a few more quiet words, then Jessica went off and left the stage. I closed the door and moved aside, in case I'd been ratted out, yet the door didn't open. After waiting a while longer, I found it safe enough to open it up myself.

When I next peeked in, I saw Jessica putting a chair on center stage. Rosario sat herself on it, for some strange reason. Something in the back of my mind told me it was easy to figure out, though.

That something was proven right when Jessica stood in front of Rosario - and started posing. The music wasn't back on, and yet she seemed to be doing her dancing routine without a problem.

In front of another woman. Another actress. My girlfriend. Who seemed to like what she saw. Who had told me to stay where I was, no matter what I saw...

Which apparently included Jessica Alba sitting herself on Rosario's lap.

I had to cover my mouth at that sight, but I stayed. Even when Jessica started moving her hips around on Rosario's lap, almost like she had on mine earlier tonight. Even when Rosario began to moan. Even when Jessica started putting her hands on the bottom of Rosario's shirt and lifting it up.

She let go when the bottom of her breasts were exposed, then put her hands on the chair besides Rosario's head. All she did from there was gyrate her hips, leaving her supple, jiggling ass in my sights. Before much longer, she got up and started pulling her panties down again, exposing that naked heart shape again.

I had to turn around and take a deep breath, in case that made it harder for them to hear it. But maybe it wouldn't make a difference. Maybe they were lost in their little world, no matter how unreal and possibly traitorous it was. For Rosario to make me see her be unfaithful to me...

In that way, with a woman...not just any woman...

For one second, I wanted to defy Rosario and leave. For another, I wanted to go back and watch the show. For one more, I wanted to be part of the show...I mean, if Rosario wanted me to watch...

So I went back to watching - opening up again just in time to see Jessica on Rosario's lap, leaning down to kiss her.

When their lips met, Rosario rose her hand and held a finger of warning up. It took a second to clear my head and realize it was in my direction. It took another second to see that she opened her right eye to look in my direction - making it more obvious that she was signaling me to stay. Stay and watch.

Stay and watch Rosario Dawson and Jessica Alba making out.

For every other man in the world, it was a no brainer. My brain put up a fight for a second, though, if that counts.

As it was counted, Jessica broke the kiss and resumed giving Rosario her lap dance. Her panties were down to her ankles, but her stockings and boots were still on. In the next split second, she made it so Rosario's shirt wasn't on either.

Rosario's luscious breasts were on display for me yet again. It also kind of looked like they weren't new to Jessica either. In either case, she put her hands on her tits and started rubbing and squeezing, before putting her hands onto her pussy.

Her back was turned to me, so I couldn't see Jessica rubbing herself clearly. Her bare ass was flexing and wiggling, so that made up for it. Then it bent down along with Jessica, as she dropped to her knees in front of Rosario.

After Rosario parted her legs, Jessica put her hands on them and slowly slid them up. She briefly grabbed the front of her jeans, but then let go. Rosario put her own hands on them, yet Jessica stopped her and said the first words I could hear, "No touching."

This left Jessica to start unbuckling and zipping Rosario's pants herself. While Rosario had already been warned not to touch, she did grip the arms of her chair and lift her hips up, making it easier for Jessica to take her pants down. When they were around the top of her ankles, followed by her panties, Rosario sat her own bare ass down.

Jessica's next move was to sit back down on Rosario, their bare crotches now touching. Rosario kept gripping the chair instead of touching her, while Jessica grinded on her and put her mouth against her ear.

Of course I couldn't hear her, but imagining what she could be saying - and the tone of voice she could say it in - made my own pants all the more uncomfortable.

Jessica seemed to keep whispering for a while, then she broke off and stood on her feet. She turned around, briefly making me fear for my anonymity. But instead of looking over at me, she sat on Rosario, her ass resting against her pussy.

I couldn't see that ass anymore, yet I could see Jessica's tits, upper body and pussy while she laid back on Rosario. She rubbed her backside against her, with Rosario still not bringing herself to touch her. But Jessica was reaching down between her legs, and Rosario's.

After reaching deep down to rub part of Rosario, Jessica's hand went up to rub herself. She rested her back on Rosario along the way, grinding on her and rubbing her own pussy and breasts at once. Once she had her fill of that, she got up and turned around again, dropping back on her knees.

This time, she dropped her head between Rosario's legs while she was at it. She also put her right hand there as well, all while her left went towards her pussy. She licked and fingered Rosario as she fingered herself, her ass bucking back against her own finger in clear sight.