Author's Notes: Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. The idea suddenly hit me and I had to do it. Enjoy.
I consider myself a practical and patient man. I don't think of myself as someone who lets emotions get the best of him. Even in the bedroom, I have a pretty good grasp on the situation and dictate things accordingly. I enjoy being in control and take it as a sign of strength. But sometimes, that strength snaps and when it does, it leads to a memorable encounter. And I had one just a few weeks ago.
I love award shows. The best of Hollywood let loose in a variety of fantastic outfits, what's not to love? And with the Grammys, you get some really good music to go with it. I was looking forward to hearing Santana play and some good fun. But fate had other plans.
When the very first award presenters were announced, I perked up upon hearing the name of Jennifer Lopez. And then my jaw dropped, joining the rest of the population of the room. You know why: That dress. THE dress of the new century, the slit up the middle seeming to defy all rules of gravity and physics to stay upon that wonderful body. Every eye in the room was glued to what she was wearing, or rather what she wasn't wearing. Which meant no one was really looking when I got out of my seat and bolted towards the backstage area.
Now, I had long had an eye on Jennifer. Come on, a woman like that, how could I not. Despite my best efforts, I had never been able to make her acquaintance. I usually disliked going at people at award shows. So many people around, but I'm not the only controller who frequents these things. But the sight of that outfit and the idea of what lay underneath it was driving me to extremes. I must have pushed aside a dozen people in my rush to get backstage but it was worth it as I saw Jennifer and David Duchovny walk off. Jennifer smiled at a few people and headed towards the press room, where her outfit would no doubt be the subject of more photos that anyone else.
I followed behind her, waiting for my chance. I got it when I saw Jennifer move towards the ladies' room, moving near a small alcove nearby. I immediately moved forward and into the alcove, waiting. Thankfully, the bodyguards, stage hands and publicity freaks were distracted by a few other celebs to pay me any mind as I slipped into the ladies' room, locking the door behind me.
Jennifer was leaning over the sink, brushing at her hair as I came in, giving me a lovely view of that large cleavage. She saw me in the mirror and spun around, her mouth open to yell but before she could, I locked my eyes with her and gave her all the "push" I possibly could. I'd pay like hell for it the next few days but I figured it was worth it.
"Look into my eyes, Jennifer, deep into my eyes. Deeper and deeper into my eyes, you're feeling sleepy, Jennifer, very, very sleepy. As you look deeper and deeper into my eyes, you're feeling more and more sleepy, very sleep, Jennifer, so very sleepy. Your eyes are so heavy now, so very heavy, you're feeling so sleepy, Jennifer, so very, very sleepy, you can't keep your eyes open, you have to close them and sleep, close them and sleep, close them and sleep." I let out a sigh of relief as I watched Jennifer's head fall forward, proof she was under my spell. I knew I had to work quickly before she was missed.
"Listen to my voice, Jennifer. Listen and do whatever I tell you. You must do whatever I tell you, Jennifer, do you understand?"
"Yes," Jennifer whispered, her voice instantly hardening my cock.
"Listen very carefully, Jennifer. I'm going to snap my fingers in a moment. When I do, you will awaken and you will not remember seeing me. You will not see me when you awaken. You will simply leave and go about things as normal. Now, when you go back to your hotel, you will wish to be alone. No one with you, no one at all. You will remain in your dress and at precisely ten o'clock, you will call a number." I gave her my hotel number and got hers as well. "When you hear my voice say the words 'lovely Lopez,' you will fall asleep and listen to my words." I snapped my fingers and watched her eyes open as she walked to the door. She frowned, unlocked it and walked out.
I leaned against the wall, breathing hard, not believing what had fallen into my lap. Just as I was believing in my luck, the door opened and Christina Aguilera walked in. She took one look at me and was opening her mouth when I spoke. "Genie joy." Her eyes dropped and her face slackened as she fell into a trance. I looked at her and thought back to my inducing her a few months before. "Lock the door, Christina," I said and waited until she was back before me, looking quite fetching in her dress.
Having Jennifer under my power had made me quite hard and I knew I had to let go if I was going to make it through the night. "Christina, suck my cock," I commanded as I undid my fly and let my cock loose. She fell to her knees and took my rod in her hands, placing it in between those luscious lips. While Christina was all right as a lover, I found that she gave some of the best head I'd ever had as she ably demonstrated right now. I pulled her blond haired head up and down, letting her suck me off as well as she could. Having a well-known music star at my cock was nice, but my thoughts were elsewhere and I'm a little ashamed to admit that as I blew my wad down Christina's throat, my mind was on another body for later.
I must have broken a dozen traffic laws getting to my hotel, but this was L.A., so no one really noticed. I ran through the lobby and cursed the slowness of the elevator. I leaped down the hall and fumbled with the key as I opened the door just as the phone by the bedside rang. I leaped over the bed and yanked it off the hook, trying to sound nonchalant as I said, "Hello?"
"Um, yes, hello? I really don't know why I'm calling this...."
"Can I help you, Ms. Lovely Lopez?" I paused as I heard her sigh into the phone as she fell back into a trance. "Jennifer, after you hang up, unlock the door and wait for me." I set a brand new speed record getting to her room and the sight waiting for me made it worthwhile.
Jennifer stood there, her eyes closed, her chest moving steadily as that incredible dress shuffled with each breath. "Jennifer, as of now, my very touch will arouse you. Just feeling me near you will make you feel sexy, so incredibly sexy. You will become lost to your passions, Jennifer, you won't be able to control yourself, you'll need to let yourself go, Jennifer, just let yourself go."
I moved forward and went to my knees before her. I put my mouth to her belly button and kissed it. I began to move up the slit, landing kisses up her body, up her belly and to her chest. I rubbed her breasts through the fabric as I moved my face up, finally coming to her face. I kissed her hard and she answered with a vengeance, nearly biting my tongue as she smashed her lips against mine. I stepped back and slowly pushed the dress open, revealing her gorgeous breasts. Soon, the dress was a pool of fabric on the floor, followed by her panties and Jennifer stood naked before me. She was quite a sight, the nipples of her full breasts already tight and the bush between her long legs begging for my touch. I pushed her onto the bed, undressed, then fell on top of her, attacking her breasts. I had to rate them among the best I had seen, natural and beautiful, there was plenty there for me to play with. I kneaded them in my hands, loving the feel as I began to suckle on the nipples. Jennifer moaned beneath me as I buried my face in her cleavage, pushing her tits onto my face, pinching the nipples as I went at her.
I must have spent several minutes concentrating on her chest before I decided to go to a target. I rose and turned Jennifer over. "Kneel on all fours, Jennifer," I commanded and watched as she obeyed, giving me a lovely view of the most famous part of Jennifer's famous body. I'm not usually an ass guy, but with this perfect specimen, I was willing to make an exception. I slid my hard cock into her from behind and gripped her cheeks as I began to pump into her, sliding myself in and out. I had been holding this in for a while, Christina's cock-sucking not doing much to satisfy me. I soon increased my tempo, my cock working harder and harder into her, each thrust creating a loud groan from the mesmerized Jennifer. I could feel myself let loose and grabbed her ass even harder as I let go, the first of several orgasms that night.
I left the next morning, completely exhausted. Not just for the love-making, which was as fiery as you could expect, but also from the energy it had taken to instantly mesmerize her. Still, it had been worth it. Not only had I gotten one incredible night of fucking out of it, but I had decided Jennifer was worth a return visit. I had commanded her to forget everything except one thing: Save the dress and keep it in great condition. I had a few ideas for it.