"Damn this slow sink!" Ashton said, stomping her foot as if that would hurry up the draining water. Ashton was already having a bad day, and a slow draining bathroom sink wasn't helping matters.

She had gone to a party the night before and came home only to pass out on her bed without setting the alarm clock to wake her the next morning. And now she was running late for an important meeting for a modeling job she really wanted.

Ashton Lane was a professional erotic model. She had been on the cover of a couple different small time men's magazines and did a few low-budget porn flicks. She was looking to make a name for herself in the porn industry and get to work with some of the bigger names that she had seen videos of.

Ashton had always loved sex and was very promiscuous; as far back as she could remember, she was a wild child and boys were her main weakness. She lost her "cherry" at an early age and had never slowed down. And despite her amorous nature getting her in trouble at school many times, she was able to finish high school and graduate–a feat both her parents were more than a little astounded at.

Ashton went into the next room and called the condo office from her bedroom telephone. "Hello? Is this the office?" she said when a woman answered the phone.

"Yes it is, can I help you?" she said.

"Yes, This is Ashton Lane. My bathroom sink is stopped up and I am late for an important job interview. Can you send someone right up so I can get it fixed and get to my interview, please?" Ashton told the woman.

"I'll see if I can reach the super and let him know about your sink. Which apartment are you in?" the woman asked.

"I'm in apartment 6C, just off the elevator to the left," Ashton said.

"Very good, and what number can he reach you at?" the woman asked. Ashton gave the receptionist her number and hung up. Then she got on her cell phone and called her agent to let her know about the problem.

"Hi Angie, listen I am having a problem here with my apartment plumbing. I have the super coming to check it out, but I'm afraid that I won't make the interview for this modeling job. I really want it though–could you please call them up and see if they will reschedule? I want this job and I will meet them at any other time. Please try to convince them to give me another chance to interview," Ashton said.

"I'll see what I can do. Good luck on your plumbing issues," Ashton's agent said.

"Thanks a lot, Ang… you're a dear!" Ashton said and hung up. She hoped that the people doing the interview would give her another shot. This was a good job and would go a long way towards giving her reputation in the business a much-needed boost, not to mention another good payday.

Ashton changed clothes from the short, sexy form-fitting black mini-dress she was planning on wearing to the interview, to her more casual grey jeans and white top. She decided to keep the stockings and her heels on, she was planning on going to the store after the super fixed her plumbing since she missed the interview anyway.

Ashton fixed herself some breakfast and ate, hoping that the food would help settle her stomach a little. I really overdid the partying last night! she thought to herself. I probably should slow down one of these days! 

Of course, she was only fooling herself–Ashton had no intention of slowing down anytime soon. She liked the party life and she liked being part of the action. She craved attention and she didn't care if it was from the men or the women–she was just as comfortable with either sex.

She also didn't limit herself to one partner or even one at a time. She had been in straight, lesbian, threesomes, foursomes, and even a gangbang or two. She had roleplayed as a whore, a naughty Catholic schoolgirl, a sex slave in BDSM scenes, the sexy secretary, and even as a baby girl. Anything that at the moment sounded sexy and fun she was up for! Ashton Lane was a slut and she was proud of it!

Ashton finished her breakfast and put the dishes in the sink. With one plugged sink, she didn't want to risk running any water for fear it would back up and flood someplace else! She wished she could take a shower, but she decided to wait until her sink was fixed. So after breakfast, she sat down to watch some television until the super got there.

It was about a half hour later that there was a knock on the door to her condo. Good, he's here! she thought to herself and went to the door. She peeked through her door's peephole viewer just as a precaution–a girl in her line of work learns quickly to be careful.

Standing on the other side of the door was a young man around twenty-eight or so Ashton figured. The regular super was considerably older. However, this young man did have a large toolbox in his hand and she was expecting a repairman.

"Hello? Who are you please?" Ashton said through the intercom under her peephole.

"Hi, I'm David Conners. I'm the new super. You called about a clogged bathroom sink?" the man on the other side of the door said.

Ashton opened the door. "Hi, come on in. It's the bathroom sink off the bedroom. Follow me," Ashton said. When she turned around she had a huge grin on her face. This new super was a hunk and she was very glad now that she had missed her interview!

"What happened to the old super, Mr. Wilson?" she asked as she led the new man through the apartment.

"Oh, he has retired and moved to Florida… I guess he has a sister down there," he said, as they walked into the bedroom.

"Right over here," she said, showing him the offending sink. He sat his toolbox down on the tile floor and opened the vanity doors to crawl in and have a look.

"Well, I can see one problem right off the bat. Your P-trap needs to be replaced. It's nearly rusted through. I'm afraid if I mess with it too much, I will crush it! How long have you lived in this apartment?" he asked.

"About four years now," she said.

"I see. Well, this is going to be a little more involved than just snaking your drain to clear the clog. If I tried snaking it with that rusted P-trap, I would probably punch a hole in it right away. So I will have to replace it and then we can see what we can do to get the drain cleared," he said.

"Oh damn! How long will that take?" she said.

"About an hour if things go right. If it gives me trouble taking it off, it might take longer. It's been on there a long time, I'm afraid. But the good news is that I have the parts downstairs in the maintenance room, so I don't have to go to the hardware store to buy them. That will cut the time down some," he said.

"I guess I don't have much choice. Okay, do what you have to do. I need to have the sink working," Ashton said. Ordinarily, this would be have been a terrible inconvenience for Ashton, but with this very attractive man doing the work, she didn't mind so much!

"I will go down and get the parts I need and be right back. Should only take a few minutes to gather what I need," he said, standing back up.

"Okay, I will be here," she said, walking him to the door. Once he had left she closed the door and watched through the peephole as he went to the elevator to head downstairs. When the elevator door closed Ashton turned around leaning back on the door, fanning herself.

"Oh my God!" she said aloud. "He's gorgeous!" Ashton's mischievous mind began working… she was going to get this guy out of her bathroom and into her bed! She just needed to figure out how to do it!

David was gone for about ten minutes before Ashton heard another knock. This time she didn't preview who it was through the peephole before opening the door–her excited libido had replaced her caution. 

She opened the door and walked behind David this time, her eyes firmly locked on his as in the tight jeans he wore. He didn't see it, but Ashton licked her lips as he walked through the apartment. When he got to her bedroom and walked past the bed, she almost stumbled, picturing her in bed with him.

Let him get his work done, Ashton… then you can reward him! she thought to herself, trying to calm down and not let on what she was planning.

As David got his tools out and began to get busy, Ashton tried to be cool and nonchalant. "Well, I'll let you get to work then. Call me if you have any questions or anything," she said, hoping her shaky voice didn't give her away.

"Okay," he said, keeping his attention on his work.

Good, he hasn't noticed how silly I am being! she thought as she turned to go into the other room.

The way the apartment was arranged, Ashton's dresser was out of sight of anyone in the bedroom's half-bath. So while David worked under the sink with his head in the vanity, Ashton rummaged through her dresser drawers and got out some of her favorite lingerie. Then she went into the main bathroom down the hall and proceeded to prepare his "reward".

Ashton got out of her jeans and white pullover blouse, and then put on her tiny black g-string panty and her sheer black bra. She was glad she had decided to keep her stockings and heels on –it made the transformation a lot quicker.

Once dressed, she went into the kitchen, keeping an ear tuned to what was going on in the bathroom. She didn't want him to come out for some reason and see what she was doing. Fortunately, he was keeping busy working on her bathroom sink and she was able to work without being discovered.

Ashton poured a couple of glasses of wine and put them on a silver serving tray, taking the tray into the bedroom. Then she went into the half-bath and, after checking her makeup and her outfit, she was ready for the reveal.

"So how is it going under there?" she asked.

"It's going okay. I'll be done in a little while," he said.

"Well, I brought in a couple of drinks, if you'd like to take a little break," she said. David slid out from under the vanity cabinet and saw Ashton in her new attire.

"What the…" he said, as he looked up. Ashton stood there dressed in her very best lingerie, looking every bit the erotic model and centerfold she was. She had a mischievous smirk on her face–a "well do you want to play or not?" look that was inviting and yet impatient.

"Take a break and come sit with me for a bit, won't you?" she purred, tracing the top edge of her sheer bra with a long red fingernail. David stood up and she smiled, taking his hand and leading him the few steps to her bed. He saw the two glasses of wine sitting on the tray. She offered him one as he sat down on the edge of the bed and she took the other.

As they sipped their wine, Ashton began asking him about himself. "So David, how long have you been the super here? I don't think I've seen you around too much. But then I'm not always here–I go on a lot of photo shoots in different places. I don't know if you were aware of it, but I am an erotic model, so I go wherever the shoot is." she said.

"I've only been the super here for a couple of months. I'm still getting to know the people in the building slowly. I thought I recognized you. I've um… seen you in a couple of magazines," he said, suddenly feeling very self-conscience. He looked down and was a little embarrassed that he admitting seeing her that way.

"I see. So, tell me, David… what did you think? Of me–how did you like my pictures?" she asked smiling broadly now that she knew she had him at an uncomfortable disadvantage.

"Of course! You're beautiful! And those pictures were smoking hot!" he said, adamantly.

"Aww, thank you, honey!" she said with a big smile. "It's nice to have fans… especially strong, handsome, hunky fans like you," she said, placing her hand on his thigh just above his knee. Then a wicked thought entered her mind and she began slowly sliding her hand up his thigh.

David froze, not knowing what he should do in this situation. He watched her hand as it crept close and Ashton watched him for a reaction. Her hand kept moving higher and higher… eventually, it reached his crotch and she lightly brushed her fingers across the huge bulge that had risen there. She slowly ran a finger around and over the lump with just enough pressure so he would barely feel it.

"So David, have you ever… fucked a porn star?" she asked as she traced her finger around his cock playfully.

"N-no…" he stammered.

"Well, would you like to?" she asked. He raised his eyes to look at her. She was looking at him lustfully with her pouty lips parted, in her best ‘come hither' look.

David sat there on the bed in stunned silence. This woman, a famous porn star is sitting next to him in the skimpiest lingerie he had ever seen and asking him if he wanted to fuck her! This was a pubescent boy's wet dream!

So bewildered was he by this beauty's offer, that he was unable to figure out what to do. So Ashton took the lead. She took his glass of wine from him and set it on the tray along with hers and set the whole tray on the dresser across the bedroom. 

She came back to him standing a couple of feet in front of him. She smiled down at him as she reached up and undid the front clasp and unfastened her sheer black bra. She pinned her upper arms against her sides so the bra wouldn't fall off right away… she wanted to do a bit of stripteasing for him. 

She slipped one strap off her shoulder, then the other, turning around and looking over her shoulder at him while she tossed her bra aside. When she turned back around her hands covered her breasts partially, but they were bigger than her hands so he got a good idea of what she looked like anyway.

She stepped forward a step and looked down at her breasts, subtly hinting that he could remove her hands if he wanted. David got the idea and he pulled her hands away and down.

Then he found his confidence again and he brought her hands back behind her, holding them behind her as he pulled her close. David took one of her freed breasts into his mouth licking and suckling on the hard nipple as Ashton moaned her delight.

With his mouth busily working on her left breast, David put both her wrists into his left hand, freeing his right to move between Ashton's legs. He then began rubbing her pussy through the filmy black g-string panty.

"Ohhh yess!" Ashton moaned. This was just what she was needing. David rubbed harder, making sure he rubbed over her clit too. Ashton responded by squirming and riding his hand as it sawed into her eager pussy. Ashton tossed her head back, her long blonde hair whipping backward. Ashton spread her legs wider and began moving back and forth in opposite rhythm to David's hand action.

As David's mouth loved on her already hard and aching nipple, he gave it a little nip just to see how she would take it. Ashton loved it! 

"Ooh yes, baby! Bite my nipple! Bite it harder! Make it hurt, baby, make my nipple hurt!" she cried, pushing her tit towards him. David bit her nipple harder then and she squealed happily.

She rode his hand frantically as he kept chewing on her nipple. Ashton twisted her upper body to offer her other tit for some equal attention, which David was only too happy to supply.

"Oh my God! My panties are soaked!" Ashton said as she ground against his hand.

"Well let's get you out of those wet things… I'd hate for you to catch a cold!" he said, playfully. He pulled his hand away and pulled her panties down. Ashton stepped out of the skimpy garment and he brought the soaked panties to his nose, inhaling her deeply. "So do you taste as good as you smell?" he asked her with a devilish smile.

"You tell me," Ashton said coyly. David stood up and, picking her up under her arms, he tossed her backward onto the bed. Ashton squealed at the suddenness of his move, then giggled hysterically when she hit the bed. He threw her legs apart and knelt down between her thighs. He kissed each thigh alternating between the two and moving slowly up as he went back and forth.

"Ohh…" Ashton whimpered as his kisses moved closer and closer to her dripping pussy. Getting eaten out was one of her favorite activities, and she was excited to see how he would do. If he was half as good at eating pussy as he was at tit-licking, she was going to have a great time!

A moment later she found out. David had reached her apex and, after one last look into her anxious blue eyes, he dove face-first into her steaming mound. Holding her pussy lips apart with his fingers, he fastened his mouth onto her baby-smooth pussy and thrust his tongue deep into her sweet hole.

"Oh, fuck! Yes! Yes, baby, eat my sweet pussy! Oh, right there, right there! Oh, god, yes!" Ashton went wild as his tongue snaked its way into her warm, wet depths. He began searching out every nook and crevice where her sweet honey might be hiding, making sure he lapped up every drop he could find.

Ashton grabbed the bed sheets, balling them up in her fists and squeezing so tightly her knuckles turned white with the effort. Still wearing her heels, Ashton planted them on the bed so she could hump her pussy up towards his face, helping him to get deeper inside her.

David licked and lapped and used his tongue like a small cock, plunging it deeply into her pussy. He pushed her legs up so her heels went over her head and her ass rose off the bed. Holding her there he gave her asshole a good tonguing as well; something that Aston had only experienced once before but that drove her out of her mind, both then and now. 

With Ashton bent nearly double and her legs splayed wide open, David had access to both her pussy and her ass and everything between. And he made full use of it. Wrapping an arm under one leg, he found he could rub and toy with her clit as he licked her anus, her pussy and the perineum between, giving the whole sensitive area a wonderful tongue bath.

Ashton was squirming and writhing and moaning as her passions reached unbearable heights. He could tell by the way she was carrying on that her orgasm was only moments away. He wanted to give his porn star beauty a tremendous orgasm so as he continued to eat her sweet pussy and lap up all the juice she was producing, he shoved two fingers deep into her saliva-lubricated asshole and began finger-fucking her ass.

It had just the effect he wanted. Ashton's eyes opened wide as saucers and her mouth fell open in a silent scream. A moment later, however, she found her voice.

"Ohh, fuuckkkmeee! I'm cuumminnggg! Ohhhh sshhhitt!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Ashton arched her back powerfully, pushing David back and pinning his head between her legs as she gushed her juices out in a torrent, nearly drowning the poor man!

Her legs began shaking violently and she grabbed her tits, clawing at them and trying to rip them off her body as the world around her spun crazily out of control. She bucked and pitched and squirmed until the tsunami waves of her orgasm had washed over her, leaving her panting and glistening with sweat from the exertion.

Ashton may have already had a tremendous orgasm, but David had yet to get there. And his cock was screaming for relief. He stood up and began to take off his jeans and boxers. When his cock sprang out, hard and throbbing eagerly, Ashton smiled. "You really are a super man... the man of steel!" she giggled.

He grabbed her legs and pulled her to him. Ashton lay on the bed on her back, her ass right on the edge of the bed in front of him. He placed her ankles over his shoulders and wrapped one arm around her legs to hold her up next to him. With one hard thrust, he stabbed his steel-hard cock into her slick, wet pussy all the way to the hilt, his balls slapping against her ass from the force of his thrust.

"Oh God! Yes, baby fuck me! Fuck me hard! Please fuck me!" she cried out as he slid fully into her. He was a little surprised at how tight her pussy was–being a porn star and having all those huge cocks, he figured he would be a bit of a disappointment for her.

After all, his cock wasn't the ten to twelve inches that the porn kings supposedly have. And he wasn't exceptionally big around either, yet her pussy walls were hugging him so tight, and she felt so warm and wet, he didn't know how long he could hold out.

David fucked her just the way she had asked him to–hard fast and deep. He rammed his cock into her like he wanted to punch a hole in her and she loved every bit of it. But being with such a hot sexy porn star beauty was more than he was prepared for and he soon found himself dangerously close to the edge.

"I'm gonna cum… I'm gonna cum!" he warned. He wanted to let her know since he was going barebacked and she may not want him to cum inside her.

"Yes, baby, cum inside me! I want to feel you fill my cunt! Shoot that hot sweet cream deep inside me, please! Please cum in me, lover!" Ashton cried.

Just as his cock swelled and got ready to burst, Ashton came again. She threw her legs around his waist pulling him deeper inside her and holding him there. She raked her fingers across his back and he bit her soft shoulder releasing his thick creamy load into her belly.

They both screamed out their joy as they came together holding each other in a death grip as the room spun wildly for them. Ashton felt him fill her pussy to overflowing and his cum mixed with her own juices ran out around his pumping cock and down the crack of her ass to stain the bed under her.

David felt the warm wet tunnel of her pussy clamp down on him like a vise and milk his cock for everything it could get. He pumped his seed into her until he had nothing left to give and she took every bit of it.

When the waves of their mutual orgasm had finally slowed, he rolled off her and they lay there on the bed next to each other panting and trying to recuperate. Slowly they came down from their orgasms with Ashton recovering first. She rolled over on her side, facing him and raised up on one elbow. "Well how was your first time with a porn star?" she asked smiling.

David looked over at her. "It was… amazing! You were so… sexy and hot!" he said, between gulps of air.

"Aww, thank you, sweetie. I'm glad you liked it. It's always nice to have a fan!" she said with a grin.

"Ashton…" he said with an uncertain pause "how was it… for you?"

"You were wonderful, honey, just wonderful," Ashton said.

"Really? I mean I'm not… I'm not as big as…" he started.

"As big as the guys in the porn movies?" she finished his statement, "Don't worry about that. Here's a little Hollywood insider tip: most guys aren't as big as the screen makes them out to be. If a guy really was hung like the porn films make it look, most girls would be afraid of him and he would probably pass out from lack of blood to his brain every time he got a hard-on!

"No, when I started in films, they asked me how big a cock I could take and I measured myself with a dildo. Anything over about eight inches won't fit completely inside me. And I like feeling the weight of my guy on top of me. Longer cocks don't allow that–there's always space between us. You did just fine, darling!" she said, kissing him.

"Well, that's understandable. So did you… cum?" he asked, still concerned about his performance. Being with a porn star was a lot of pressure–he wanted to make sure she enjoyed herself as much as he had.

"Yes, honey, I came. I don't fake it like a lot of girls in the business do. When I am with a man, whether on screen or not, I am genuine. If you make me cum, you know it, and if you don't, I won't pretend you did. I have had to do retakes several times because the guy just didn't do it for me. But you didn't need a retake–you made me cum big time, Superman, don't worry about that at all!"

"Superman, huh… well, I am just glad you liked it. But I should probably finish up and get out of your hair. I'm sure you have things to do," he said. David got dressed and finished up his work, making sure everything was clean and working properly. As he put the last of his tools away, Ashton came in, dressed again in her regular clothes.

"Thank you for coming to fix my… plumbing David," she said, taking his hand and walking him to the door. "Here's a little ‘tip' for your service today." Ashton handed him her still soaked panties. "Just a little something to remember your first porn star!" she said, kissing him passionately before he left.

She would have to call the new super again sometime!