Nude Awakening (10 page)

FOURTEEN

September 9, 2011

Friday, 7:00 p.m. - Opa Locka, Florida

Finally! Finally! Finally! Trevon kept repeating in his mind. He was alone in the bathroom looking in the mirror. “Time to show and prove,” he said, glancing down at his hairless crotch. I hope I don’t freeze up in front of everybody.

The sex scene would take place in a small bedroom already packed with lights and cameras. The home was being rented out by a married black couple in their late fifties. Neither was a big fan of porn, but the money was needed. Trevon took a deep breath, then sat down on the closed toilet. He picked up the film script off the sink.

He had his dialogue down pat, having practiced alone and with Kandi. He saw another side of Kandi during their practice sessions. Kandi took things seriously when it dealt with her time in front of the lights and camera.

Trevon moved beyond the dialogue to read up on the action. He was to enter the bedroom and find Kandi stepping out of the shower. Janelle wanted to keep it real. Any man coming home after fifteen years would not be down for much talking.

“Trevon. We’re ready for you,” Jurnee said, knocking on the door and waiting for it to open.

Trevon wore an all white outfit. He had to look as if he had just come home from prison. He took a deep breath and opened the door to the start of his future.

Trevon stood at the closed bedroom door waiting for his cue to enter.

“Scene one. Take one. Action!” the director shouted, followed by the snap of the digital clapper board being closed. Trevon opened the door and messed up by looking directly at the camera.

“Cut! Cut! Stop the damn film!” the black male director screamed. “Don’t look at the camera! We are not here. Walk in and look toward the bathroom. Let’s do it again people.”

Trevon closed his eyes as he turned around. Damn! I’m fucking up already!

“Trevon,” Kandi said, stepping out of the bathroom with nothing but a large green towel wrapped around her succulent soft frame.

Trevon turned to face her.

“Trevon,” she said, looking into his eyes. She knew he was nervous as hell. “Relax, okay? Just walk through that door and come to me. Ignore the camera. Just focus on me. Come and fuck me like I know you want to. I know you can do it.”

Trevon looked at his feet then up into her eyes. “Okay, I’ll do it.”

Exiting the room, he glanced at Janelle and Jurnee sitting in the corner.

“Okay, let’s do it again,” the director ordered.

Trevon again waited in the hallway. The film’s title was Home Cumming and they had four days at the max to film it. He took a deep breath with his eyes toward the ceiling. I can do this. I’m going to fuck Kandi. Give her all this dick! I’m ‘bout to fuck a woman that men can only imagine fucking! I’m that nigga! I will do this! I will do this!

“Scene One. Take Two. And . . . Action!”

Trevon stepped into the bedroom then closed the door. Right on cue, Kandi eased out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her wet body.

“Baby!” she squealed, running into his arms letting the towel slip from her body. She jumped on him, locking her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

“Surprised to see me?” he said as his hands cupped her big red wet ass.

“Hell yeah! I thought you was getting out next week!”

“I got some good behavior credit, so they let me out a week early.”
Kandi rubbed his face then slid her tongue over his lips. “Welcome home, baby.”

“I won’t be home until I’m balls deep up in this,” he said, squeezing her ass.

Kandi slid from his grip. On cue, Trevon removed his shirt and white wife beater as Kandi undid his belt.

“I wanna suck your dick!” She yanked his pants down as he kicked his boots off. “I wanna feel you in my mouth.”

The camera zoomed in to focus on Kandi’s face and Trevon’s rapidly growing dick.

Standing only in a pair of socks, he reached down to rub Kandi’s face. She stroked him slowly, using both hands.

“Yeah, that feels so good, baby,” he moaned hoarsely as his dick swelled from her touch. She squatted in front of him with a bright warm klieg light behind her. To her left was the bed and one of the cameras. Only those who were needed for the film production were in the crowded bedroom. The director, Janelle, Jurnee and the film assistant, two cameramen, one lighting technician, and one sound operator. None of them distracted Kandi from Trevon.

“So . . . big,” she murmured, grazing his dick across her lips. She did it a few more times, slowly sliding it across her puckered lips.

Trevon’s neck turned to jelly when Kandi stuck her tongue out. She circled it around and around his tip while caressing the shaft with a two-hand grip. Kandi used her thumb to press it up and under the length of his dick. When she neared the tip, her reward was a clear globule of pre-cum. She licked it off, using only the tip of her tongue.

“Mmmm,” she purred. “You taste so good!”

Trevon was breathing hard. “Please!” he moaned. “Put your lips on it, baby.”

“Ready baby?” She lifted his dick to her lips and slid the tip in. She paused with her lips wrapped around it. Catching him off guard, she flicked her tongue over his slit before engulfing him to the back of her throat.

Janelle crossed her legs as she watched Kandi slowly devoured Trevon’s dick as the cameraman lowered in over her shoulder for a super close-up.

Kandi swallowed Trevon’s dick. The script called for an oral scene of three minutes. Trevon had to control himself.

Kandi made sure she sucked him at a slow pace. His dick was shiny and reflected the lighting. It would look good on film. This dick is soooo good! I know mad bitches are gonna envy me! Kandi took his dick from her mouth then kissed and licked her way to his balls. The second cameraman was already waiting. A shot between Trevon’s parted legs showed an extreme close-up of her tongue licking under and over his balls. Trevon looked down as Kandi slid her thumb over his throbbing tip. She sucked on his balls and licked her way back up.

“Annnnnd cut!” The director clapped his hands. “Good job, Trevon!”

Kandi walked to the bed. One of the cameramen tossed Trevon a robe.

“Okay,” the director said. “We’ll fade in on a shot of Kandi playing in her pussy. We’ll zoom out and then Trevon, do your thang. Okay people, let’s set it up!”

Kandi was already on the bed with two fingers slipping in and out of her wet pussy. She had her eyes closed, sliding her tongue around her lips. She was on her back with her knees bent.

Trevon stood against the wall as the cameraman moved in for the shoot.

“Scene two. Take one. Action!”

Kandi worked her fingers over her clit and pussy. She whined and moaned softly as she opened her outer pussy lips.

The director pointed at Trevon as the cameraman slowly zoomed out.

Trevon walked into the scene and stood over Kandi. His dick was still an impressive sight, even though it was semi-hard. Sitting on the bed he lowered his lips to her pointy nipples. His tongue circled her nipples four times.

“Lemme taste that pussy,” he said, licking up her neck. Kandi slid over rubbing her tits. Trevon rolled to his back as Kandi positioned herself over his face.

“Ahhh . . . Yesss . . . lick my pussy,” she moaned the instant his tongue slid inside her. She sat on his face with her hands braced on the bed. Tossing her head around made her dizzy. From the TV in the corner, she could see what the cameraman was shooting. The close up of her wide ass filled the screen. Trevon was smacking at her dripping pussy, and rubbing all over her ass.

“Feels sooo good!” she squealed. “Oooohhhh right . . . there! Suck me out!” She pulled at the sheets.

Trevon slurped at the tangy juices flowing from her pussy. His skill had greatly improved and Kandi was reaping the pleasure. Her butt was so big that it covered all of his face. She squirmed over his mouth as his gentle licking made her toes curl. Slowly, she began to rock back and forth. His tongue stiffened inside her. Moaning tenderly, she acted outside of the script and lowered her mouth down the length of his dick. The director glanced at Janelle. She nodded and motioned for the cameras to keep rolling. Janelle wanted to see how far they would go. Trevon lapped his tongue firmly against her pussy as her slow head job made his balls tighten. What was happening now was real.

Jurnee shifted in the chair as Kandi kept slurping up and down on his ebony dick. Sitting up on his face, she arched her back while moaning and purring. She reached back and opened her big ass cheeks apart.

The cameraman zoomed in on her asshole only seconds before Trevon began to tongue it out.

Janelle reached for her bottled water. She never took her eyes away from Trevon and Kandi. The way Trevon was licking her ass out was mind twisting. Dang! He definitely has his lickin’ license!

Kandi felt her stomach twisting in knots at the feeling of Trevon’s tongue in her ass. She rolled off his face, trying to catch her breath.

“Cut! Great scene you two!” The director stood up from his chair with his dick hard.

Kandi sat up and looked around the room. “Someone give me a wet rag. It’s hot up in here!” She glanced down at her sweaty breasts.

Janelle walked up to the bed with the script in her hand. Trevon assumed they were about to be chewed out for veering off the script.

“Which one of you added in that anal licking?” Janelle asked as she slowly flipped through the script.

“I did.” Kandi raised her hand.

“Did you know about it, Trevon?” Janelle asked.

“Um . . . no,” he said uneasily.

Janelle smiled, looking up from the script. “Good of you not to freeze up. That shows promise for you.”

“Thanks,” he modestly replied.

Janelle handed the script to the director. “Throw it away.” She then turned her attention back to Trevon and Kandi. “I’ll let you two freestyle it. Don’t make me regret this.”

“Scene three! Take one . . . action!”

Kandi sat on the bathroom sink with Trevon between her legs. She spiraled her tongue around his while pumping his dick with her hands. They did this for a few minutes then pulled apart to open a rubber. Sliding off the sink she sucked his dick at a fast pace as he tore open the pack. Once she rolled the rubber down with her lips, she stood up and trembled when he bent her over the sink. He came up behind her, caressing her hips and big red ass. She arched her back, begging him for the dick. Janelle held her breath as Trevon slid his dick around Kandi’s pussy. Kandi had a dip in her back, tits hanging beneath her.

Trevon took a deep breath and guided the first few inches of his dick inside her. Once her pussy gripped it, he let go of his shaft and placed his hands on her waist. He took another deep breath, then pushed forward. Kandi gasped as Trevon inched his entire dick into her wet hole.

“Yessss,” she moaned. “Push it deeper . . . Uhhhh . . . deeper! Ahhh.”

Trevon forgot how to breathe as he buried himself balls deep. She was tight and slippery. Neither moved. Trevon moved his hands to her ass then back up to her waist. She looked back at him wincing and licking her lips.

“Hit dis pussy!” she gasped as he placed a grip on her shoulders.

His first full thrust took her breath away. It was followed by another and another. In and out, in and out.

“Fuck . . . me!” she moaned with his dick thrusting between her legs.

Her breasts swayed with each contact of his waist against her jiggling ass. Pussy farts mixed with their moans filled the bathroom. Kandi’s ass rippled like jello as he long dicked her. He sped up. Pounding her with a long tip to shaft thrust as she whimpered and twisted at the waist. He laid it down for seven full minutes until he stopped to change positions.

Throwing a towel on the floor, she pushed him to his back. Kandi got on top of him, placing her bare feet by his waist.

Jurnee wanted to cheer Kandi on when she lowered her pussy down Trevon’s dick. Ride that motherfucker, girl! Jurnee nodded at the sight of Kandi’s dick riding skills. The soft smacks of her ass filled the room.

“Ohhhh . . . dick so good!” Kandi bounced hard and fast, taking him deep up inside her. She pinched her nipples as he smacked her hips.

Trevon moaned beneath her. She whirled her pussy in circles. Her desire for him was so strong. She was so lost with him, that her mind could not grasp when and how they ended up on the bed. She wanted him to cum.

Trevon was behind her, fucking her doggy style. Her huge bouncing ass wobbled all over the place.

“Pussy. So. Damn. Juicy!” he moaned each time his balls slapped against her. He showed her no mercy.

Kandi bit the pillow with her ass raised high in the air while braced on her knees. She gripped the wooden headboard as it thumped against the wall. Sweat rolled down his face as he pumped himself into her. She spilled his name from her lips like a drink into the pillow.

“You-you’re killin’ me!” She pulled at the sheets. “Give it to me!” she said in one breath. “Cummin’ . . . I’m cummin’! All. Over. That. Dick!”

Trevon kept pumping her pussy. When she came, he forced himself to pull out so the cameraman could zoom in. Soon the world would see the milky cream oozing out of her swollen pussy.

To everyone’s shock, Trevon suddenly stood up on the bed. He moved over Kandi. She was still on her face and knees.

“Oh. My gawd!” Jurnee gasped. From the rearview, she watched Trevon push his dick into Kandi’s asshole. Kandi spread her cheeks apart. She cried into the pillow as he dropped his dick into her ass by bending his knees. The position was odd looking, but deeply pleasing to both Trevon and Kandi. He slid his dick slowly into her tight ass. Gripping the top of the headboard, he moaned out her name. Catching his breath, he moved his legs, slowly fucking her in the butt. Once he got the movement down pat, he had her crying into the pillow. His dick reached deep into her ass.

“Don’t . . . stop! I . . . love this!” she wailed. “Mmmmm. Fuck it good!”

Trevon was in a zone. Her tight, wet ass was too good to be calm. Closing his eyes, he rocked in and out with short hard thrusts. Yes! This ass so good! I wanna do this forever! He praised her in his mind.