Tuesday, September 8, 2015


Freak Me

By:  TA Malone

Part II

Last time...

Hunny noticed me first, smiling as our eyes met. “Bitch look,’ she said. “Fresh meat,”

 

“Why everything gotta be bitch?” Tiara asked applying mascara. “Bitch get me a burger, bitch get the door, bitch get my bitch,” she shook her head. “People only curse for they lack the words to intelligently express their thoughts,”

 
“Bitch please,” Hunny replied, as I faded out of the picture. “Who got a near perfect score on their SAT verbal?”

 
Tiara grinned. “Really,” she replied looking at me a gleam in her eye. “You bringing up an inconsequential exam you took over a decade ago when this sensuous, nubile young man, standing with his mouth agape staring lustfully at us was but a wee little tot?”

 
“Bitch don’t try using big words on the sly to outshine me, and watch that decades shit too,” she looked at me from the mirror, “Watch this shit,’ she then turned to face Tiara. “Define bicker,”

 
“To quarrel, disagree-”

 
“Too easy, too easy,” Hunny said. “Define protrude,”

 
Tiara looked at me licking her sexy full lips, “To stick out, like his cock,”

 
Hunny turned to look at me, a pair of scissors suddenly in her hand. “Aw hell naw!”

 
She got up out of the chair so fast, I was barely able to even take a single step backwards.

 

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“Dude,” Jeff said laughing. “You got punked by a girl,”

 
“Shit,” I said drawing out the I, “Your ass would have backed up too,”

 
“Man, you never said this thing had a plot,” Nancy whined twirling her strawberry blond tresses while looking at the TV. “I want to see some-” she paused, her desire satiated, as the first scene in the video began. “Houston we have dic,” she announced holding both arms up like a referee signaling a touchdown.

 
Lynn tapped my shoulder, “Uh go on please,”

 

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I felt the cold metal scissors near my still protruding member. I swallowed hard. “Uh,” was all I could muster.

 
“Uh,” Hunny repeated, her breath smelling of vanilla. “Uh, why the fuck you hard? And you better having something fucking better to say than uh; sounding like a dumb ass!" She mimicked my voice poorly. "Uh, uh, uh. Uh, don’t you know my fucking rule?” I felt the cold metal against my balls, but my dic was still hard, and dammit, I couldn’t get the image of her cum face out of my head.

 
I shook my head, remembering Rockett’s warning. “No need to worry Miss Cummings,” I replied. “I will be sure to be limp when its time to fuck,”

 
She put a pair of well manicured hands upon her full sexy hips “Did you just call me Miss Cummings?” she looked at Tiara, who was laughing quietly. “You hear this young boy T,” Hunny replied, “Miss Cummings, well, I guess that shit is better than Ma’am.” She looked me in the eyes, “Young Boy we about to fuck, so no need for formalities. Call me Hunny, and call her Tiara. Just know in a little while,” she said piercing me with her light brown eyes, “You and her gon be my bitches under them lights,” she slowly walked away taking her time for her cat shaped eyes to leave mine. "And your ass, better be limp when we start." Lustfully I watched the sway of her curvaceous hips as she walked back towards the mirror.

 
Tiara snorted, somehow making it sound sexy. “If anybody is the bitch in our relationship it’s you bitch,”

 
Hunny waved her hand, “Whatever bitch,” she paused noticing the smile on my face. “Fuck you laughing for,” she snapped rushing back towards me grabbing my dick through the robe. “It’s still hard, and you laughing! This shit better be limp by the time the camera starts rolling motherfucker,” she held me tight, the scissors still against my nut sack.

 

 As I looked into her sexy brown eyes, I was doing anything but going limp. “But damn, you two are hot,” I blurted out.

 
“Aww,” Tiara sang, “He’s so cute. got that whole boy next door thang going for him.” she folded her hands underneath her chin playfully blinking her eyes. “What about his cock? Is it dreamy?”

 
“Whiteboy packin’” Hunny replied matter of factly. “White boy packin’ I just know that shit betta be limp.” She said, caressing my semi hard dic. “I ain’t above taking a chunk out of a hard dic,” she paused. “Even a nice cock like yours,”

 

I blinked, “Uh.” The image of her cutting a chunk of my nice cock off, instantly began to deflate my member.

 
“See,” she said her soft hands gently rubbing my shrinking shaft “I like...shit, that's an understatement,'


"Hmm, hmm," tiara agreed. "A monumental one,"


"Hell yeah," she laughed sexily. "No, I love the feel of a soft, fat cock in my mouth, slowly hardening between my lips. I love feeling the veins begin to fill up and thicken while I glide my tongue all around it. Yeah. And I get paid for that shit. It’s in my fuckin contract. You got that. So,” Hunny said squeezing me just enough for it not to hurt too bad. “Get limp, and get fucked, or be hard when them cameras start and get fucked up,”

 
I nodded, “Limp it is Miss-” her eyes narrowed. “Hunny,” I managed to pull a weak smile from somewhere deep in my asshole.

 
“Hmm,” she replied rubbing my softening dic. “Tiara, come see this shit limp,” Hunny said.

 
I closed my eyes, immersed by the soft caress of Hunny’s hand, while trying desperately not to get hard. She was teasing me and loving it. Then I heard heels click across the floor. “Oh my” I managed to open my eyes as Hunny let me go and walk away. “Nice cock,” Tiara replied with a sexy grin.

 

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“I didn’t know you liked black chicks,” Lynn said, sounding aroused.

 
“Uh, well I didn’t think it was something to talk about with my wife to be,”

 
“Honey, we will soon vow to make one another happy, in all ways possible for the rest of our lives. So I need to know what you like,” she grinned. “Hell I always knew you liked Latin women,” she laughed. “You were so disappointed I couldn’t speak Spanish,”

 
“How in the hell could you grow up in a Spanish speaking household and not speak Spanish?” I exclaimed laughing.

 
“The same way you got folks here in America, who grew up here and can’t speak a lick of English,”

 
“Now you know that is not the same thing,”

 
“Shh,” Nancy said. "Sex is on,"

 
“Did, did she just shush me?” Lynn asked pointing at Nancy playfully. "Did that horny heffa just shush me in my own house?"

 
“We are in the middle of foreplay,” Nancy responded.

 
“It’s a fucking porn Nancy,” Lynn replied. “You don’t have to listen to foreplay,”

 
"She's getting tips Lynn," Jeff replied, with a beer in his left hand, while his right played gently with Nancy's hair. "You know my baby can only do two things at once..." 
 

"I can blow you and play with myself until we cum together," Nancy replied proudly.
  

"Baby, that's two things," Jeff replied laughing.
 
 
“This is the scene I walked in on,” I said pointing at the screen. “Mine’s next,”

 
 

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“So,” Tiara said smiling at me back in her director’s chair, looking even hotter in person than on video all those years ago. “How did you end up on this career path?”

 
I grinned, her smile and playful demeanor making me feel calmer already. “I need money,”

 
“Good a reason as any,” She replied. “You a college boy?”  Tiara asked as Hunny walked to the back of the room, and disappeared through a doorway.

 
“Yes,” I replied. And for some reason I felt a surge of boldness, “And dare I say, a big fan of yours,”

 
She smiled at me, and it was, before I met Lynn of course, the most beautiful smile I had ever seen.  “So, is fucking me a fantasy come true?” she said shooting me a sexy look.

 
I swallowed hard as my cock started to stir. “Yes ma’am,”

 
“Well,” She laughed. “At least you are honest, and no more of that ma’am shit. My granny is a ma’am not me,” she replied her eyes never leaving mine. “Is fucking Hunny a dream come true as well?”

 
“Uh, well yeah,” I replied sheepishly. “But I uh…to be honest I’ve always wanted you more,”

 
Tiara actually blushed, her eyes leaving mine for a few moments as she looked down at the counter top and smiled. "That was sweet and honest," then her eyes came back to mine. “So,” She grinned stepping down off her chair. Her heels were off, and she looked to be only 5’1” maybe 5’2”. Slowly, Tiara walked towards me, her yellow lace bra still cradling her full breasts, while a pair of jeans accentuated her sexy hips. “I made you cum hard watching my movies huh,”

 
I nodded. “I can’t tell you how many times,”

 
"I hear that a lot, from a lotta guys, old and young. That I make them cum. One guy," Tiara laughed. "One guy said I was the only way he could have an orgasm with his wife. Can you believe that fucked up shit? I feel sorry for her. But then, then I hear good stuff. Once, I had a woman tell me that she and her husband only watched my films when they made love. Saying they would go to the scene where I have an orgasm and cum together."

 
"Did you cum all the time, in every scene you did?"

 
Tiara's smile grew. "Yes." she looked away for a moment. She was more than halfway between me and her chair. She stood, almost posing with her hands on her sexy hips, while her delightful breasts sat proudly upon her chest. I could see her cherry colored nipples through the lacy undergarment, and I had to work even harder at staying limp. "Yeah. I did," she replied after paging through her memories. "Hell, I even came when I gave a blow or hand job. It turns me on, knowing I turn folks on, and when I cum, they do." she looked at me. "Now, tell me, are you like most guys and cum with the cumshot, or..." her voice trailed off, but her memorizing and alluring gaze remained. "Did you cum when I did?” she asked in a tantalizing whisper.

 
"I think you know the answer," I replied. 

 
"Yeah," she said getting closer to me. "I think I do. In fact baby, I know I do. I just want to hear you say it,"

 
“Damn,” I grinned. “You,”

 
“That’s hot,” Tiara said as her smile grew while she unclipped her bra exposing her still firm 36C chest I had sucked and fucked a thousand times in my mind. My eyes traveled to  her succulent hips as her jeans slid down revealing a matching yellow thong before she glided her muscular legs towards me. With each sensuous step, my heart beat faster and my mind raced with thoughts of us entwined fucking like crazy.

 
“So,” she said gently taking hold of me, her hands as soft as a gentle breeze, sending shivers through my body. “How badly do you want me?” she smiled, and began to kneel down. “You willing to piss Hunny off for a taste , or you just want to wait?” she said, her lips mere inches from the smaller of my two heads. “The question is," Tiara smiled. I could feel the caress of her warm breath upon the tip of me. "Can you wait?” she looked at my cock, as the blood began to flow. "Hmm baby?" her tongue snaked out, slowly licking me from top to bottom and back again. "Can you wait?"

 
Once again, all I could muster was "Uh,"

 

 "Hmm," Tiara purred. "Was that a yes," she paused to slide her tongue against me once again. "Or a no?" she licked me again, this time even slower than the last two. "Well, maybe you can wait..."

 
And before I could say another word, she took me into her mouth.

 

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