Nude Awakening (18 page)

Swagga broke his personal record for oral sex. For thirty straight minutes, he licked and sucked on her pussy and ass. After three orgasms, she was deeply in the mood. She was sucking her own nipple as Swagga took his clothes off. Her pussy was dripping wet. He stood above her stroking his big dick. He rubbed it over her nipples.

“Help me out, baby,” he moaned. “Please, I wanna be inside you.”

LaToria wrapped her hand around his dick. With her free hand, she reached inside her purse for a rubber.

Swagga rocked in and out of LaToria doggy style while smacking her bouncing ass. Sweat coated her body. He took his time fucking her, leaving not an inch of her soft body untouched.

“Dis my pussy!” he moaned as he cupped her swinging breasts.

LaToria felt regret with each stroke. She knew she had pushed Trevon away. Even with Swagga fucking her on the floor, she still had Trevon in her heart and on her mind.

TWENTY-EIGHT

October 1, 2011

Saturday, 2:30 p.m. - Miami, Florida

Kendra had the urge to fuck Trevon today, but she was afraid to act on that urge. She sat silent in the passenger seat of his XJL on the trip back from Hollywood, Florida. The two had spent most of the day looking at furniture. “Why are you so quiet?” he asked.

She turned in the seat. “Just thinking about you.”

“Good or bad?”

“Hmmmm, I’ll say good.” She smiled at him.

“Thanks for helping me pick out this furniture today.”

“You’re more than welcome, Trevon.”

He glanced at her then back to the road. She was dressed in a pair of peach leather stilettos, white Capri jeans and a peach strappy blouse that outlined her breasts.

“So, what’s up for tonight?” he asked, switching lanes.

“I don’t know. I was hoping you could tell me. You’re the one with all the free time.”

Here it comes. Now she’s about to ask if I have a job. “Umm, maybe we could go out to eat?”

“I’m on a diet.”

“Okay. How about a movie?”

“Nothing good is showing.”

“Let’s do the dog track.”

“I don’t gamble.”

“The zoo?”

“Don’t feel like walking.”

“The beach?”

“Too hot.”

Trevon laughed. “I give up. How about you make a suggestion.”

Kendra rubbed her hands together. “Let’s go to a play?”

“Too boring,” he said, balling up his face.

“Miniature golf?”

“I hate golf.”

“Bowling.”

“Nah.”

Kendra crossed her arms. “You’re just saying no to all of my ideas because I said no to yours.”

“That would be—childish,” he said, grinning.

Kendra took a deep breath. Okay, here I go. “I have one more idea,” she said, taking off her glasses.

“What is it?”

Kendra turned to face him, then slid the glasses back on. “Turn off at the next exit and let’s get a nice room and just . . . do what comes naturally.”

Kendra made her intentions known for getting the room by her actions. It started with her pushing him up against the door when they entered the suite. She kissed him hard, pulling his shirt up out of his slacks. Trevon returned her actions by squeezing and groping her soft ass. She felt raunchy as she shoved a hand down into his slacks. He moaned when her hand wrapped around his dick. This was the part he enjoyed the most. The beginning.

“Do to me,” she said and gasped against his lips, “what you do for a living.”

“Repeat what you just said again?” Trevon asked, wondering if she knew about his occupation.

Kendra squeezed his large dick and then released her grip. She took a step back and removed her clothes. “I know what you do for a living, Trevon.”

“How? But—”

“I’ve seen the film, okay? We can talk about it later. But right now . . . I want some dick. No, I want all of it!” she said, taking her lace trimmed bra off.

Trevon took his shirt off, never removing his eyes away from Kendra. She only broke the stare to look down at his dick when he stepped out of his boxers.

Oh. My gawd! He’s HUGE! Kendra walked up on Trevon. Her free breasts swayed. She kept her thong and stilettos on. Trevon lowered his eyes and saw a wet spot in front of her thong. She squatted in front of him, taking his long dick into her hands. Gently, she began to stroke it.

“Kendra,” he moaned, lying his hands on her soft shoulders.

“So big,” she purred with both hands working along the length of his manhood.

Closing her eyes, she parted her soft lips, easing them over the swollen tip of his hot, juicy dick. She felt propelled to taste him right away.

“Please,” he murmured. “Don’t tease me, baby.”

Kendra eased more of him into her mouth. She took half of it in and slowly slid it back out. When the tip touched her lips, she eased it back in.

Trevon lifted one foot up on the bed then slightly pumped into her mouth. Kendra took him deeper. Her pace was slow. In and out.

“Yesss . . . suck it good. Swallow my dick all the way down. Ahhhh . . . now lick it for me,” he gasped as she swallowed his flesh.

Kendra was shocked at how easily she obeyed Trevon. She licked all over his dick, mainly on the tip to taste his precum. It was delicious.

Trevon closed his eyes as Kendra took him back inside her mouth. She sucked him for a few more minutes then stood up. Trevon took control by telling her to lie down on the bed. Her large dark nipples stood at attention.

“Slide your ass off the edge a bit. Yeah, like that.” Trevon grabbed her ankles and held them up in the air. “Slide your thong to the side.”

“Forgetting something?” she said. “Look in my purse.”

Trevon looked at his bare dick. “Damn, my bad.”

Kendra slid her thong off as Trevon pulled a box of condoms out of her purse.

When he returned, she played with his dick to get him back up. She slid back off the bed as his hands held her legs up high. Trevon gently pushed her legs back to see how flexible she was.

“Put it in!” she gasped when her knees touched her shoulders. Her wet pussy was fully exposed. Her outer lips were slightly swollen.

Trevon told her to guide him in. She grabbed his dick, slipping it up and down her wet opening.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned. “This feels so good!”

“Damn . . . pussy tight!” Trevon felt the tightness giving away as he pushed himself inside her.

“Oh, shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!” She pulled at the sheets as his dick parted her walls.

Kendra was afraid to look down to see how much he had left to put in. He was already touching spots that no man had ever touched.

“GOD!” she groaned, tracing her lips with her tongue.

Trevon looked down when his stomach touched the back of her legs.

He was deep and solid inside her. “You want this dick?”

“Yes!”

“Fast or slow?”

“Slow! Please, start slow.” She looked up into his face as he slowly pulled out.

Trevon long dicked her. He felt so right being inside her tight pussy. He started out slow. In and out, he slid his dick into his parole officer.

“Uh! Uh! Yessss . . . give it to me, Trevon!” she moaned. “Mmmmmm . . . dick so good!”

She felt her juices flowing between her ass cheeks. Trevon was working it.

He fucked her at a faster pace, loving how her ass bounced. Kendra took the dick with pain and pleasure. In and out he ran dick up in her with her juicy ass hanging off the bed. Kendra’s pussy snapped and popped around his dick. Slowing down, he slid her up on the bed, then pushed back inside her. Her eyes rolled easily as he started pounding at her body. She felt his balls slapping her ass. Her ankles were up by his ears. Looking into his face, she moaned endlessly as he fucked her. Her nails dug into his shoulders. Beneath him, she tightened her pussy around his sweet pumping dick. Trevon was lost in the sensation of fucking Kendra. He paid no mind to her nails raking his back apart. Reaching back, he squeezed her ass, still pumping and switching up his strokes and tempo. Not wanting to cum too soon, he slowed to a stop and turned her over.

She held her breath as he slid his hard meat deep inside her. Face down, ass up, he fucked her thoroughly. Gripping the pillow, she put a dip in her back. Trevon gripped, rubbed and smacked her stretched-marked jiggling ass. She felt herself reaching that much needed climax as he long stroked her from behind. Her move to fuck Trevon was turning out to be a wise move. She was out only to cater to her needs. No emotions were being dealt with.

“Yessss! Give me all that dick!” she blurted with his dick still running up in her.

Chills danced up and down her arms as she enjoyed the sensation of her pussy being stretched. “Pussy good, ain’t it?” she said, breathing hard.Trevon had a firm grip on her waist, fucking her as if his freedom was on the line.

“Let”—Kendra gasped, pulling at the sheets—“me ride you!”

Trevon forced himself to slow down and stop. Pulling out, he looked down at her juicy pussy, then lowered his mouth to taste her.

“Oooohhhh baby! Lick it! Mmmmm suck it . . . gawd yes!” Kendra cried as he sucked on her pussy. “Nigga, don’t stop!”

Trevon wormed his tongue deep into her runny pussy, slurping and sucking. She wiggled her butt against his face, pulling at the pillowcase. “Oooohhhhh. I’m fintah cum! Cum all . . . in your mouth!” She pushed her pussy hard against his flicking tongue. Her eyes were shut tight, toes stiff in her stilettos. A long moan ran past her lips as she reached her climax. Trevon freaked her by letting her juices fall into his mouth. Catching her breath, she turned over to her back and pulled him on top of her. She licked all around his lips and chin, tasting and smelling herself. Pulling his condom off, she motioned him to push his dick between her breasts. Licking her lips, she pushed her titties together. Trevon braced himself on the wall. His knees were under her armpits and his dick between her breasts. She teased him by flicking her tongue over his tip when it neared her lips. He found a slow pace and fucked her breasts. She begged him to cum as his dick kept bumping into her chin. It did not take long for him to get his rocks off. Kendra released her titties, then grabbed his dick to shove it down her throat. Palming his ass, she swallowed his dick until he came in her mouth. She held no regrets.

Kendra kept it all the way one hundred with him when they later took a shower together. Trevon was surprised to hear her say that all she wanted was the dick. It was nothing personal nor emotional.

“I can’t believe I just had sex with a real porn star!” Kendra said, drying off in the bathroom.

“I’m not a star,” Trevon said, reaching for a towel.

“You will be with that monster you have between your legs.”

“Maybe we could make our own movie one day. Oh, nevermind. I can’t do any videos outside of my contract with Amatory.”

“Wouldn’t matter. That’s one thing I will never do.” Kendra could not pull her eyes off his swinging dick. The dick was seriously good to her, but not good enough to cause her to deal with emotions. Truth be told, she would be willing to fuck him again, but she wanted to be sure he understood the foundation of their secret sexual relationship. Kendra would not let her lust come before her job. The risk she was taking now was bad enough as it was.

Leaving the room, he took her back to her SUV parked a block away from his motel. She waved goodbye and told him she would be in touch.

Back in the motel room, he sat alone on the bed watching TV. He felt no connection for Kendra. This made him realize that sex with emotions was a powerful element. The latter is how he felt toward LaToria. In the nicest of terms, Kendra expressed that she was not dealing with any emotions toward Trevon. I need more out of life. He turned the TV off. There’s gotta be more to life.

Swagga was making it a new game to sneak out of his mansion without Yaffa at his side. He made it back home around nine in the morning after Yaffa picked him up from Kandi’s crib. He told Yaffa all the vivid details of how he fucked Kandi and she was back on his dick. It was ten minutes past 10 p.m. when Swagga heard the shower running in Yaffa’s bedroom. That was Swagga’s cue to get missing. Laughing, he sped off in his Bentley GT knowing Yaffa would bitch and moan when he returned. Pushing the Bentley through the streets, he wondered how Yaffa would react about the truth behind Chyna. Deep in his own scheming plots, Swagga had no idea about Chyna hooking up with Yaffa on the down low.

Unknown to Swagga, Yaffa had caught on to how he was sneaking out. His actions made Yaffa suspicious. What is this fool doing that he doesn’t want me to know about? I’m willing to die for this nigga and he out keeping secrets!

Yaffa kept a good distance from Swagga’s GT as he followed him to an upscale neighborhood in Coral Gables. BMWs, Audis and Benzs were parked in the driveways of the expensive looking homes. Turning his headlights out, he pulled to the curb when he saw Swagga coming to a stop up ahead. Swagga slowed down then turned into a driveway. Yaffa waited a few seconds then pulled away from the curb. Driving at a creeping speed, he spotted Swagga standing under a light at the front door.

“Now ain’t this some shit,” Yaffa said, noticing Chyna’s BMW in the driveway.

Yaffa knew what was up. “Nigga creepin’.” Yaffa drove off. He was not feeling how Chyna had lied to him. He had asked to see her, but she fronted like she was not feeling well. Yaffa hated being lied to.

I got a trick for that ho next time she calls me.

“Where the tape at?” Swagga asked Chyna. The two were at the kitchen table.

“It’s in a safe place,” Chyna replied.

Swagga leaned back in the chair crossing his arms. “When can I see it?”

“Where is my money?”

“Ho, I wanna see if you fucked that nigga or not!”

“I told you I did it. You saw him on my bed before you left.”

Swagga wanted the film now. “Look, I’ll have your money tomorrow, okay?”

“All of it?”

“Fifty stacks.”

“Yes, fifty thousand.” Chyna looked at Swagga for a moment. “Why are you so—out to clown Trevon? What did he do to you?”

“Nigga just in the way.”

“How?”

Swagga looked around the kitchen. “He’s fucking my ex.”

“Your ex?”

“Yeah, he was fucking Kandi. The porn star.”

“I heard about you two dating and then you got caught cheating.”

“Yeah, but I’ma get her back.”

“What about Cindy?”

“Fuck that ho! She ain’t shit.”

Chyna stood up and went to the sink. “So, all this is over you wanting to get back up with Kandi?”

“You can say that,” he said, looking at Chyna’s tight pert ass.

Chyna turned the water on to rinse out a glass. “Why did you fuck me, Swagga?”

“Yo! I came here to see the tape, not talk about no bullshit.”

Chyna turned the water off. “How is it bullshit? I done sucked your dick twice and let you fuck me up the ass! Now I wanna know what’s up between us?”

“Ain’t shit up, ho!” He jumped to his feet. “Got me mixed up, ho!”

“You can kill that fake ass gangsta shit!”

“Look, just have that tape ready for me tomorrow!”