PORN STARS... More Than Just Moans (87 page)

“Damn, you got a nice ass,” he said before kissing it all over. Once I felt his tongue go to work I put my head down on the bed, closed my eyes, and let him do his thing. I was trying to hide my emotions but when he started tongue fucking me I lost all control, and started moaning out louder than I realized it at the time. He grabbed my hands and made me spread both cheeks apart as far as I could so he could get all up in it. In the past when I had my ass ate it sort of tickled, or really didn’t do anything for me, but the way he did it made me realize how good it felt.

I didn’t think it could get any better than that, but when he reached forward and pulled my dick back between my legs and started sucking me from the back that was the cherry on top. He had a very good technique too. He would suck me for a little bit, then switch back to licking me, and then back to sucking me. He had my toes curling from all of the pleasure I was receiving. He stopped and I was wondering what he was going to do next, so when I heard him opening up the condom I looked back and saw he was putting it on. I was surprised because I planned on being the top, but the way he had my ass feeling I didn’t care, he had me at his demand and could’ve done whatever he wanted at that point.

I was a little nervous to take him, but thankfully Tyree was good for something and helped prepare me for that moment. It hurt and made me squirm as he worked it inside, but thankfully he took his time and knew what he was doing because once it was in I was able to breath and relax. He took his time moving in and out with slow easy strokes. I just closed my eyes again, and enjoyed every minute of it. The more I relaxed the deeper he would go until he was all the way inside of me. When he would just hold it there I would grab onto the sheets, moan, and try moving forward. He would hold me still and tell me to “relax”. It actually helped because he kept it deep inside me until I stopped fighting and my ass got really wet.

“Damn, you just creamed all over my dick.”

He wasn’t lying either, because I could feel the white cream leaking out of my ass. This dude was trying to turn me out like no other man had done before and it was working. He not only teased me with his stroke game, but he made me beg him to go harder and faster. Once I knew I was open and ready, I did just that. He had me in there bitching out, and doing a mixture of screaming and moaning like I had done to most of the bottoms I banged out. The thing I liked the most about him was he wouldn’t just bang me out like Tyree would, he would go hard and fast for a few minutes, then slow it down and start making love to me, then out of nowhere he’d just start pounding it again. He kept mixing it up which made me love it even more. Every time he would take it out, then slide it all the way in for a second, and then take it right back out, my body would shake uncontrollably and he noticed.

“Damn, I got your whole body shaking. You like it huh?”

I couldn’t even say yes that’s how zoned out I was. I couldn’t believe he had me feeling that good without even being high. It was a totally different experience than I was used to.

“Watch out, let me lay on my back.”

He lay down so he was in the center of the bed spread out.

“Come on, get on top.”

I stood over him until I positioned myself down on his dick. At first he just let me do my thing, so even though riding was my least favorite position I wasn’t going to let him know that. I did my best to bounce and ride him as fast as I could, so I would turn him out the way he was doing me. It was working because twice he stopped me and told me not to move, and made me lean forward so I could kiss him. After the second time he took charge and the force from him fucking me was making my whole body bounce up and down. He was hitting spots that I didn’t even know existed, so out of nowhere I felt it. At first I thought I was about to pee on him so I grabbed the head of my rock hard dick and squeezed tight because I didn’t know what to say or do. I tried to tell him to stop but he kept going. The pressure and feeling was too intense so I thought fuck it and let it go. I came so hard, all over his chest and face without him even touching my dick which I didn’t even know was possible.

“Oh, my God, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to… I tried to get you to stop.”

I just knew I fucked up the moment and grossed him out, but like a true freak it didn’t bother him.

“No worries baby. That’s what I wanted to happen.”

He got up and when to the bathroom to wipe himself off before coming back and fucking me some more in every position he could think of until he got off twice. It was early into the morning when I finally fell asleep in his arms. When I woke up later that morning I felt amazing, but different. It was the first time I felt like I had made love to someone; well actually someone made love to me. It was the best sexual experience I had ever had, and I loved it even if it was just for one night and I had to be the bottom. I knew the moment I opened my eyes I was ready to move on with my life, because I needed to find a man like Anthony ASAP.

“Good morning Jamar.”

“Good morning.”

“How are you feeling?”

“I feel great thanks to you.”

“That’s good, so I take it you enjoyed yourself last night.”

“Hell yeah, that was the best night I’ve had in a long time.”

“Same here baby.”

I sat up to look around for a clock. I had no idea what time it was, so when I realized it was 8:00AM I sort of panicked a little. I suddenly realized I didn’t tell Jasmine were I was staying, so I wanted to rush back to her room in case she was worried. I texted her and told her I was on the way back before I got dressed.

“Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat before you leave?”

“Damn, you can cook, too?”

“Believe it or not, I can throw down in the kitchen, but you wore me out last night, so I’ll have my chef fix you something.”

“That’s okay, I need to get going. Jasmine is probably freaking out wondering what happened to me. Do you think you can have your driver take me back to the hotel? I’m assuming you have one.”

“Sure, but I won’t have Terrance drive you. Give me a couple of minutes to throw something on and I’ll drive you back myself.”

This dude had me hooked. It was a shame he lived in Las Vegas. I waited for him while he rinsed off real quick and put on some gym clothes.

“Don’t mind the way I look; after I drop you off, I’m going to the gym.”

“You look hot, actually.”

“Thanks, so do you. So, are you ready to go?”

I smiled and followed him out to his silver Maybach, which had custom, red leather interior. I was even more impressed with his taste and style of living. We talked about what we each had going on the next couple of days and exchanged numbers on the ride to the Black Oasis. When he pulled up out front, I was a little sad and disappointed that our time together was coming to an end, but I sucked it up and put a smile on my face. I wasn’t expecting a kiss goodbye, but he reached over and started making out with me. His full lips were wet and felt really good. I didn’t want to stop, but eventually, he pulled away.

“Okay, baby. You got my number, so hit me up whenever you’re in Vegas, or whenever you want to come back to visit, on me, of course.”

“Okay, will do.”

I rode the elevator to the penthouse, cheesing because I was happy and felt good. I had actually blocked out everything that was going on in my personal life for one night. As I entered the room, Jasmine and Lanell were already up and just about to have breakfast.

“Look at you, looking like last night’s hooker.”

“Actually, he didn’t have to pay for it this time. I gave it all away.”

Jasmine teased me some more and I made Lanell a little comfortable by talking about Tyree putting his dick in other people. While we ate breakfast and talked about last night, Tyree called.

“Excuse me; I’ll be right back.”

I walked into the bedroom before I answered.

“What’s up?”

“What’s up? Are you serious? Where the fuck are you?”

“In Las Vegas.”

“Why are you in Vegas, and why didn’t you tell me you were going?”

“Tyree, I’m grown. I haven’t had to tell anyone where I was going since I was 16. Were you just calling to see where I was, or did you need something?”

“You could’ve at least texted, or called me to tell me where you were.”

“Well, I didn’t; my bad. So, what’s up?”

“Oh, so that’s how you feel?”

I could tell he was about to have an attitude so I flipped it on him. I had to watch my tone too because I didn’t want him to expect what was coming.

“Did you miss me? Were you worried about me?”

“Of course you’re all I’ve been thinking about all day.”

I wanted to scream out “LIAR”, but I kept it cool.

“Aww, that’s sweet, but umm, I’ve having breakfast with Jazzy and Lanell, so I’ll call you later.”

“Okay, but unlike you, I was actually calling to tell you I’m driving up to Santa Barbara tonight after work. I’ll be there for a few days, maybe even a week depending on my schedule.”

“Okay, well, have fun. See ya when I see ya.”

I hung up before he had a chance to say anything else. I finally knew how I wanted to handle everything. I was going to scare the shit out of his baby mama, and tell her Tyree’s lies. Since he broke my heart, I wanted to destroy his. I asked Jasmine to come into the bedroom.

“What’s wrong?”

She had a look of concern on her face.

“Nothing really, Tyree just called.”

I couldn’t tell her what I was thinking just yet, but I couldn’t hide my excitement either. My smile gave that away. I asked Jasmine if she’d drive home with me, and once she agreed I was ready. Jasmine called down to the front desk and asked if they could have a rental car waiting for her at noon. It didn’t take me long to pack up my stuff, so while she packed up her belongings I ran out to buy some of the movies that Tyree and I starred in together.

Chapter 37

“
Here’s to revenge, and people getting exactly what they deserve.”

“Oh, my God, what am I going to do? My life is over, I’m gonna spend the rest of it in jail, FUCK!”

Jamar had been trying to calm me down for the last minutes without success. My whole life had flashed before and the rest of it didn’t look so promising. I looked at my hands as if I could see June’s blood on them and started to scream and cry all over again.

 “Calm down Jazzy. You freaking out isn’t helping things; we have to get our story straight.”

Story straight? What in the hell did I get myself into? I never thought that I would be on the other side of those words. I felt like I was about to be on an episode of the
First 48
. I could picture myself in one of those little rooms. The rooms I liked to call the sweat box and the detective standing over me, questioning me over and over again. I could just hear him or her now.