PORN STARS... More Than Just Moans (49 page)

“CUT!!!! Jamar what's wrong with you today? Do you need to sit down or something?” Breeze asked.

“I'm trying not to cum. Shorty got skills.”

“If you cum now can you still perform for the fuck scene?”

“Hell yeah, I might need a little break but I'll be all right.”

“Okay, people we are going to film the money shot now, and then we will take a fifteen minute break. Make sure there's a fluffer on the set for Krave during the break. ACTION!”

I was already rock hard and throbbing, so it didn't take much before I gave Karma a facial.

“CUT! We got it. Everyone, make sure you're ready in 15,” Breeze said, as he looked at his watch and then walked off the set. As Karma wiped his face off, I grabbed a water and sat down in a chair while I waited for a fluffer to come over and make me hard again. Chris, a young white male, who wasn't ugly, just wasn't quite photogenic to star in porn started walking over to me.

“Hey, Krave, are you ready for me?” he asked with enthusiasm.

“Yes sir.”

Karma cut him off in his path and carried the fuck out of him.

“Calm down, white boy, slow your roll, I got this.”

Chris walked away pissed and disappointed. Karma got down on his knees, in between my legs, and started hooking me up again. This time I could relax and handle it without busting.

Breeze walked back in when he thought it was time to start filming again. He was in a bad mood today and it was written all over his face. Fifteen minutes hadn’t even past yet and he was yelling again.

“WHY IS EVERYONE STILL SITTING DOWN? WE NEED TO WRAP THIS UP ASAP.”

Everyone jumped up and got back in position. I just stayed in my chair because I knew he wasn’t talking to me, and I was enjoying Karma’s mouth way too much to stop him. Breeze looked over and finally spoke directly to us.

“Karma, you didn’t have to do that. We have fluffers for that.”

“I know. I wanted to do it.”

Breeze just looked at him funny then said

“We need you two on the set for the fuck scene. Hurry up.”

I walked over to the set naked and rock hard while Karma was still fully dressed.

“Let’s start with Karma on his knees, and then Krave will make him strip. ACTION!”

Karma gave me some more head but only for a minute because I stopped him and gave him my demands.

“Now take off all of your clothes. I want some of that ass.”

Once he was undressed, he stood there looking so innocent. His body was so smooth and perfect. I wanted to taste him. I bent him over, up against the wall, and even though the script didn’t call for it I started licking his ass. Breeze didn’t seem to care either way because he didn’t stop me. I could tell Karma was enjoying it but I only gave him a few minutes of tongue action before I stood up, and slowly slid my dick in his tight hole. Karma had some good ass too. He was already wet inside. After only a couple of strokes there was white cream all over my dick. Thankfully I had already came otherwise the sight of that alone would've made me bust. I really wanted to take my time and make love to him, but since it was a robbery scene I had to be rough with him. I was banging his back out as hard as I could while he was pressed up against the wall. I even pretended like I was choking him a few times. He acted like I was hurting him and begging me to stop at first, but then he couldn't deny the pleasure he was receiving. He started moaning as loud as he could, not even realizing it, as he poked his ass out waiting for each stroke. I thought it would be hot to make him grab his ankles so I did, and continued to pound that ass. Once Breeze had enough footage he yelled out, “CUT! THAT'S A WRAP!” Karma tried to stand up, but I didn't care I bent him back over because I wasn't stopping until I was finished. Karma didn't seem to mind and kept throwing it back on me until I pulled out and came on his ass a few minutes later.

Chapter 21

I am a firm believer in fate and karma.

“Girl, give us the juice,” DeeDee said as she sipped on her drink. I went over the details of my time with Lanell and they were eating all of it up.

“Damn, Jazzy, that is off of the hook,” Jamar said, as he did the “Awww” face.

“Then he says to me, ‘
Well, Jasmine, you can call me Lanell.’”

While I told them my story, I could still feel my heart skipping a beat. The thought of Lanell still drove me crazy.

“I would have said fuck L.A. and fuck Fantasy Pictures. I would have let them buy my contract out and gave Breeze the deuces,” DeeDee said while holding her two fingers up.

“Yeah, well I told them that I would think about it.”

“Are you fucking crazy?” Jamar asked.

“They are offering you the world, I would jump on it a.s.a.p.”

“Yeah, right, as much as you love doing porn?” I asked Jamar with the “There’s no way you would ever give up porn.” look.

“Well, I’m not talking for myself, I’m talking about you. This has never really been your dream; you just fell into it and happened to make it big. You should go, I’ll miss you like hell but you should take that job.”

“I am going to take it, I just needed time to really think about it and plan my move. There’s no need to miss me, I’ll be expecting the both of you out at least once a month. You two will stay the weekend and catch a performance,” I said as if I was telling them and not asking.

“Yes, ma’am,” DeeDee said as we shared a laugh.

“I’ll be there; I love Vegas, how about you?” DeeDee asked Jamar. He said that he would be there no matter what, and I believed them both. We all pinky swore to keep in touch and moved on to the next subject.

“So have you seen Tyree since Vegas? How long did it take him to move his shit out of your house? Fucking asshole.”

Jamar and DeeDee got a weird look on their faces and I was confused.

“What? Don’t tell me that he moved in with Ebony or something?”

I didn’t get why they were looking like they were out of place. I had asked two questions yet neither of them answered.

“WHAT?” I asked getting annoyed.

“Go ahead and tell her,” DeeDee said as my patients started to run out.

“Well, he didn’t really move out---.”

“Well, I was expecting that, how did you throw his ass out. Did you go all Angela Bassett on him and burn his shit, or did you just throw them out on the lawn?” I asked laughing. I could almost picture Jamar putting all of Tyree’s things in a trash can and lighting it on fire, with a blunt in hand.

“No, nothing like that, I decided to let him stay.”

“WHAT? I thought I heard him wrong, I had to.

“Yeah, he came over damn near crying and apologized. I just couldn’t bring myself to let him go. That dude has a hold on me and I’ll admit, it’s hard to break.”

I didn’t say anything for a while, and with their silence, I could tell that they were waiting for my reaction. There was so much I wanted to say and ask. I wanted to know how he could be so dumb. I want to tell him that I thought he was crazy for giving him another chance, and how I thought that Tyree would cheat again. I wanted to ask him if he really thought Tyree loved him, ‘cause in my mind, he didn’t. But then I started to think of myself and Breeze. He had taken me to hell and back yet, even when I wanted to leave, I stayed by his side. I realized that we are all at one time or another, crazy for love, and even when we just like some, we can still be dumb. So I pushed all of my questions and opinions to the back of my mind and forced them out of my head. How could I ask questions that I didn’t even have the answers to? How could I feel a certain way about life when I was doing the same things? That would only make me a hypocrite. So I shrugged my shoulders in defeat and said, “I understand, but between us, he’ll always be known as Asshole to me. Here’s to the hearts on their sleeve club,” I said as I raised my glass of alcohol. They slowly rose theirs, sipped, and all of the sudden laughed in agreement.

“Quiet as kept,” Jamar said after a long chuckle.

“I call him that at least once a day.”

*****

I must have spent a good two hours with Jamar and DeeDee just talking and shooting the shit. I was in disbelief when Jamar told me that he and Tyree were looking for a new house but I played it off. There was something in me that was never really that fond about Tyree. He was cool and was Jamar’s boyfriend, but that’s as far as I went. I didn’t hate him before; it was just that we were never as close as Jamar and I are. Oh, well, to each his own. I would just have to grin and bear it for the sake of friendship, especially at the barbecue. Meanwhile Lanell and I spoke every day. If I wasn’t calling him he was calling me. We talked about everything under the moon. We didn’t seem to keep anything from each other. But it did take me a few days to tell him about my run in with Breeze.

“So when did this happen?” he asked as if he knew I had been keeping secrets.

“A couple of days ago, I just wanted to calm down a little before I brought it up. He really knows how to work my nerves.”

It wasn’t all a lie.

“I don’t know why you let him affect you so much. If you two are over, than ignore him. If you don’t talk to that motherfucker than there won’t be a problem.”

I could hear the annoyance in Lanell’s voice. That was another reason I didn’t tell him right away. I knew that Breeze bringing up his soon to be ex-wife would piss him off.

“What do you mean “If” you two are over? There shouldn’t be an “If” in that sentence.”

Now I was getting upset. How dare he question if Breeze and I were really over? But he didn’t go for the bait. He ignored my question and continued with the conversation as if he didn’t hear me. He knew that things could have gotten out of hand at the rate we were going and wanted to keep things on the right track.

“So, what are you doing today; you still going to Jamar’s place?”

I sucked my teeth before answering, “Yeah, I have to go and smile with Tyree as if I can’t stand his ass. I’m just gonna try and stay as far from him as possible, that way I won’t have to be so fake,” I said with a light chuckle.

“And what are you doing today?” I asked him.

“I’m gonna see if I can get my son today. Kiki knows that it’s my weekend but she’s always playing game.”

Again annoyance dripped from his voice. I couldn’t think of anything that would make him feel better about the situation so I just said, “I’m sure it will all work itself out, for both you and me.”

*****

I was having a really good time laying out by the pool and getting a tan. There was plenty of liquor and the sun was beaming. I rode with DeeDee since my house was on the way to Jamar’s new one. We were two fly ass chicks with our sexy bikinis and perfect hair and make-up. I didn’t know about DeeDee but there was no way I was getting into the pool, no matter how good that water looked, and it did look good. I thought about saying “fuck it” a couple of times. But one good look in the mirror and I changed my mind.