by S. Jennings
The two gorgeous sisters turned heads as the walked Charity’s new puppy through their sub division. Even a Rabbi swerved to avoid hitting a parked car, distracted by the two sets of tan legs. A loud racket behind the girls caught both of their attention and they turned to investigate.
Crystal frowned at the gaudy custom S.U.V playing music so loud the windows of nearby houses shivered in tune. It was the same song Charity rapped along with word for vulgar word at the concert.
When he pulled up along side of them flashing a diamond-studded smile Charity lost her mind. “Oh my god! Oh my god! It’s you!” she screamed hopping up and down pointing at the young black man.
“You know him?” Crystal asked sharing her concerned frown back and forth between them.
“Oh my god yes!” she screamed. “That’s Erv-G! Only the best rapper in the whole world!”
Erv-G smiled expansively at the accolades before speaking. “I just moved in ‘round the corner. We shooting a video Saturday. Y’all come through,” he said to Crystal’s legs, breasts and ass. Crystal had fucked a few rappers when she worked for Damian but Erv-G she would fuck for free, if not for Dave.
“We will so be there!” Charity exclaimed loudly. “You a little too young, Shawty,” Erv-G said apologetically. But your welcome to come.”
“No thank you,” Crystal politely decline.
“Come on it’ll be fun. Besides I’ll give you a bunch of autographed merchandise for your lil’ sister,” Erv-G offered clinching the deal.
“Yesss!” Charity said pumping her little fist as if she had made the winning put.
“Saturday 1pm. Dress sexy,” he said and pulled off.
“You have to go! Please, please, please,” Crystal’s sister begged.
“Ok, I’ll go,” she relented and she definitely intended to dress sexy. “Not a word to mom, dad or Dave!”
“Swear to God. I won’t say a word!” Charity said checking her sister out in her full-length mirror. Her luscious body was giving the strings of her string bikini all they could handle. Crystal put on a pair of the shorts and a t-shirt to make her exit.
The heels concealed in her bag were the same color red as the bathing suite ensuring all eyes would be on her. She had to park all the way down the street because of all the cars filling the once quiet block. The time on her watch read 2:30 which was right on time for a one o-clock meeting. Crystal was familiar with C.P.T. or colored people time, which meant add an hour and a half.
The party, which doubled as a video shoot, was going full blast when Crystal sashayed into the back yard. Several cameramen swung their cameras at her instantly. Although she wasn’t the only white girl in a attendance, none could hold a candle to her. Or as a rapper would say, ‘they couldn’t see her.’ She found Erv-G reclining on a lounge chair with an extremely well built, dark girl dancing hard. A cameraman struggled to keep up with her movements as she made her ass checks clap.
Crystal walked right into the scene and showed her own moves. Actually they were the ones Jasmine had taught her but she made them her own. People began to flock around to watch the battle. The cameraman had to fight to maintain his position. The black stallion ran through a battery of sexy moves that Crystal matched gyration for gyration.
They competed until the song finally ended as the director yelled “cut”. Erv-G jumped up with an obvious erection in his pants. He grabbed both of the dancers and rushed them inside. Once he got them to his bedroom, Erv-G stripped and dove on the huge bed.
The sense of urgency didn’t allow time for Crystal to think. She rushed to get out of her bikini before the black girl. They stripped frantically and race to be first to put the rapper’s dick in their mouth. The black girl was a tad quicker and swallowed half the shaft while Crystal kissed his chest. “Y’all share that,” Erv-G directed them allowing her access as well.
The orgy lasted well past nightfall, only pausing for the rapper to smoke weed or return texts and emails. Crystal returned home the next morning with all kinds of personalized and autographed memorabilia for her little sister. Of course, she got a little something out of the deal as well. Relief.
Chapter 18
Crystal and Dave were seeing more and more of each, in the purely figurative sense. On Christmas night, when Dave announced he had something of utmost importance to speak with her about, she just knew he was ready to fuck. She sure was.
Dave was already downstairs chatting with Bob and Mary when Crystal finally finished dressing.
“What?” she chuckled apprehensively at the silly grins on everyone’s face. All eyes turned to Dave who took a deep breath and dropped to one knee. Crystal looked at him oddly wondering what he was doing. He didn’t have to perform to get some pussy. As long as he performed once he did. “Crystal?” he began, pausing to reach into his pocket. “Will you marry me?”
Is that it! Marry you? You mean you don’t wanna fuck me? Crystal’s mind screamed but her mouth said, “Yes, of course I’ll marry you.”
“Welcome to the family!” Bob said proudly and embraced his future son-in-law. Mary made it a group hug while Crystal pouted. Dave took Crystal out to celebrate and to her surprise pulled up to a popular nightclub.
“You come here?” she asked incredulously.
“No No,“ he chuckled “I figured you may like it.” He figured right. He was a good sport and stayed on the crowded dance floor until she got tired. They were both hot and sweaty when they finally retreated to a table. Dave motioned for a waitress and caught one’s attention. Meanwhile, Crystal viewed one of the huge overhead monitors.’
On the screens, the video accompanying whatever song being blasted through the sound system could be viewed and Crystal’s heart almost stopped when she saw a familiar ass shaking away on the TV. She breathed a sigh of relief when a waitress came to take their order and kept Dave’s eyes off the monitors. “Bring us a couple of Iced teas please,” he said.
“Make it champagne! We’re celebrating,” Crystal chimed.
“Crystal no!” Dave yelled startling both women. “We do not drink!”
“What’s this we?” she shot back. “I’ll drink when I damn well please.”
Dave tried to turn away, embarrassed by the outburst, but that would have put a monitor square in front of him, featuring her gyrating her ass in the rapper’s face.
“Just take me home!” she demanded rising to her feet. Crystal marched towards the door with Dave on her heels apologizing.
Crystal wasn’t mad but the ploy worked. Now she decided to take it a step further and see if she could get fucked out the deal. After riding halfway back to Sugar Hill in silence, Dave tried his luck at apologizing once more. “Look, I’m sorry. I understand I can not dictate to you what you can and can’t do,” he admitted.
“It’s fine Dave. It’s just I’m very stressed. I need… I need...”
“What? Name it!” Dave asked eagerly.
“Fuck me” Crystal said plainly “I want, no I need you to fuck my brains out.” Dave was so shocked and embarrassed the car swerved. He was beet red as the word “fuck” was a slap in the face.
“My morals mean nothing to you, do they?” he whispered. “It means nothing to you that I stand for what I believe in.“
“No it doesn’t!” she spat back crossing her arms over her chest. She pouted just like she did when she was five. Except now she wanted some dick, not candy.
When Dave pulled into the driveway ,Crystal jumped out and slammed the door. Ever the gentleman he still waited until she was safely inside before pulling off.
“What’s wrong with you?” Mary inquired at the entrance of her distressed child.
“Nothing,” she replied attempting to hit the steps and retreat into her bedroom.
“Wait! Come join me,” Mary called out, pouring a glass of the wine she was sipping on.
Mom, how did you know dad was the one for you?” Crystal asked taking a seat and the glass. “I mean, you guys are so different”
“Yes it may appear we’re different. Before I met your father, I dated jocks and bad boys, but when I met him I knew instantly,” Mary explained.
“I feel that way about Dave! I do but…he wont touch me! At all,” she admitted.
“Wow, sounds just like your dad,” Mary sighed flashing back to the frustration.
“How did you manage?” Crystal asked eagerly.
“Badly. I snuck around and had sex with other guys. I feel horrible about it. I was very immature,” Mary offered, shaking her head.
“So what do I do?” Crystal pleaded.
“Dave’s a keeper!” she said plainly.
Crystal apologized to Dave the next day but also put her foot down. She laid out some ground rules that included her hanging out with her friends from time to time. Dave was so happy not to have lost the love of his life that he readily accepted the terms. She probably could have told him she intended to sleep around a little and he would probably have gone for that as well.
Chapter 19
Beth and some of the other girls were home from college and decided to hook up. When they got wind of Crystal’s engagement, they insisted upon taking her out to celebrate. The group ended up at the same club Dave took Crystal to the previous week. To her delight, some of the same hot guys she spotted last week were back this week. And why wouldn’t they be. A good fisherman returns to the same hole time after time.
All the girls minus Jen, who was tasked with guarding the bags, hit the dance floor. Crystal was a huge hit when the Erv-G video came on. She mimicked what she did on the dance floor while it was on all the displays. When they finally made it back to the table, they ordered endless champagne and shots. Soon all the girls were tipsy and giggly. Beth went into her purse and unfolded a small package. Using a cut stain she took a quick hit up each nostril.
The package went to Jen, then Darla and finally made its way to Crystal who was trying to reason with herself. It’s just a little coke. A few hits will not hurt me she thought as she accepted the drug. Only it wasn’t coke and she felt the difference instantly. “What is this!” she exclaimed as euphoria swept through her whole self.
“It’s crystal, Crystal,” Jen giggled .“Oh my god! Tell me it’s not your first time doing meth?”
“It is and it feels so good,” Crystal moaned. She could not believe how good she felt. She felt happy, powerful and pretty. She felt super! Then horny. The feelings were mutual and all the girls scanned the packed club in search of prey.
“Pick one for us,” Beth whispered in Crystal’s ear. The little squeeze she gave Crystal’s thigh explained the rest.
“How about him?” Crystal said pointing at a nerdy Asian guy.
“Too small” Beth shot back.
“What about him?”
“Who? The black guy?” she asked sounding repulsed at the suggestion. Seeing that her long time friend had yet acquired a taste for dark meat, Crystal cleaned it up. “No the tall guy behind him,” she said pointing to a Jersey shore-ish looking guy.
“That’s the one! Let’s see if he wants to do sex with us,” she giggled and led the way.
“You guys are so bad,” Jen laughed as they stalked their prey. She was hoping they all left because she had her eye on the black guy herself. She loved dark meat. Beth and Crystal approached the man from both sides. They each took an arm and guided him towards the exit.
“Where are we going?” the lucky guy asked with a chuckle.
“To fuck your brains out!” Beth answered.
“Yeah, or suck it out through your cock!” Crystal added. The man was so happy he left his date at the bar and went to the nearest hotel.
Crystal used meth with at least one of her friends everyday. It was indeed better that crack, as Kat had told her years back. She could eat, think and function better on it than with crack. Crack was so time consuming. Once you took a hit you had to follow it up with another, then another and so on, and so on.
Not with meth, a couple of lines and away you went. If it had a draw back it was that it made her horny, if that could be considered a draw back. The only problem she had was where to find it once her girlfriends went back to school. Then, she remembered Kat.
The woman who answered the phone of the last number Crystal had for Kat seemed annoyed by the mention of her name.
“She… does not reside here anymore,” she stated plainly.
“Oh I’m sorry. This is the number she gave me at Shady Oaks and…”
“Shady Oaks! Yes, yes that would be in order. One moment. Let me retrieve the address we have on her,” the woman said urgently. A moment later, she returned and recited an address in Atlanta. Kat was living in the eclectic little Five Points neighborhood. It was where you went in Atlanta for all things spiked or mohawked. Tattoo shops and vintage clothing stores lined the streets along with bars and nice restaurants.
Crystal stood in front of a old but well-maintained building, checking the numbers on its brick façade. It matched the one on the paper she held. Satisfied that she had the right address, she rang the bell.
“Who is it?” Kat’s distinctive voice emanated from the tiny intercom speaker.
“Come out and see for yourself,” Crystal demanded changing her voice. “You red-headed stepchild!”
“Crystal? Oh my God. Is the you Crystal Blue?!” Kat screamed upon hearing the pet name. Seconds later, she burst through the door and bear-hugged her old friend on the busy sidewalk. They took the reunion inside Kat’s sparsely furnished apartment. Kat looked the same but different with her bright red hair cut into a short pixie style.
A large tattoo covered her entire left arm and featured exotic birds, tribal signs and Chinese letters along with her multiple piercings. “Wow you look great!” Crystal said once they got settled inside.
“You too! I can’t believe you’re here! Why are you here?” Kat asked suspiciously. Crystal thought fast and held up her left hand showing the two carat diamond ring.
“I want all my closest friends in my wedding,” she lied, wondering how she would look in a dress.
“Oh my god!” Kat screamed coming over to further inspect the rock. “When? Where? To who!” Crystal filled her in on Dave and life in general. Of course she left out the bad parts including a second visit to rehab, but Kat left our her subsequent trips back to Shady Oaks as well.
“So I called your house and a lady gave me your address,” Crystal said summing it all up.
“Yeah, me and the old lady ain’t hitting it off too well. Old bitty tried to blame me for everything that came up missing from the house! Kat explained. “So anyway, I’m modeling now. Sexy stuff, DVD, and magazines.”
“Do you know where I can score meth?” Crystal finally blurted out as if she couldn’t contain the question a second longer.
“Meth?” Kat laughed. “This is little five points! The street are packed with the stuff!” She grabbed her cordless phone, spoke quickly and hung up. “ Three minutes,” Kat said exaggerating only slightly. Five minutes later the door bell rang. When the extremely tattooed man came in, Kat leapt into his arms and jammed her tongue down his throat. He was about to drop his pants until Kat pointed at her friend.
“My bad, I didn’t see you,” he apologized with a laugh. “I’m Two.”
“Crystal,” she said.
“Oh my favorite,” he said attempting to be sexy.
“That’s why I called. My friend wants to score,” Kat explained.
“Cool, what ya trying to spend,” Two asked eagerly.
“Just give me say, two hundred dollars worth,” Crystal said fishing through her purse.