And Joelyn fell in love with Andrea Durant.
Chapter 4
SOUTH AFRICA
As stated earlier, Hudson Vermuelen had always been sexually attracted to Samantha Ashford; just as she had always been sexually curious about him. He had always secretly wondered how good – or bad – in bed she was, just as she had always made private conjectures about the size of his genitals. Now they had each other, and all their respective questions were answered. Hudson had discovered to his amazement that Samantha was passionate during sexual intercourse. She gave all her heart and mind to the act of making love that she actually shed tears of joy when she came. It was exciting to be with a woman who cared and showed her true feelings during lovemaking. He had also discovered that she had on her right buttock the tattoo of a picture of a red rose and small words that read, The Holy Grail. A black arrow pointed to the partition of her buttocks. He had also learned that she loved anal sex as much as he did, but only occasionally.
For her part, Samantha had discovered that the Vermuelen genitals were small, in particular the penis. It was short and stout, but its owner knew how to use it to bring her boundless joy. He was a sexual pervert, but that mere fact thrilled her about him, because she had always imagined Hudson to be clueless outside business. Hudson could be so serious about work people generally assumed that he was boring company. But he was good in bed, and quite gentle with her body, unlike her former lover, the rugby captain. The man had been so big and strong he crushed his weight onto her whenever they made love, and generally handled her like a rugby ball during their most intimate moments: rough, nonchalant and inconsiderate of the fact that she was a delicate creature to be loved and handled with care.
Presently, Samantha took his penis inside her mouth and gave him a thorough and satisfying blowjob for a long while. His penis fully erect and moist, she covered it in a perfumed condom and climbed onto him. She jumped frantically upon him and shrieked in ecstasy as the crazed demon of sex possessed her . Her breasts jumped up and down as she ground herself against him. He grabbed her waist and jammed himself into her. They remained locked in a fiery dance of passion until she stopped moving, immobilized by climax. Her thighs trembled and she sighed, content. Her eyes watered and she buried her face deep in his chest. He felt her tears wet his skin. For a long moment they remained still and silent.
‘Jesus!’ Samantha sighed.
‘Don’t mention His name in vain. He’ll punish us.’
She raised her head and stared curiously at him. ‘I didn’t know you’re an atheist.’
Hudson loved the way she was looking at him. Samantha could be beautiful at times. His heart was so touched by the thought he took a moment to respond. ‘I didn’t know it too until you mentioned it now.’
Samantha laughed.
Hudson loved the sound of her laughter.
She laid her head back on his chest. ‘Do you think you can ever love me?’
He did not issue a verbal response. He responded by stroking her back and buttocks. Then he gently pushed her off him. His penis was growing soft inside her. He did not want the plastic sheath to spill. He sat up and pulled it off his penis. He tied it and handed it to her. She wrapped it in a sheaf of Kleenex and placed it in on the tiled floor.
Sitting up on the bed, Samantha looked at Hudson’s eyes. ‘Are you involved with anyone?’
He lay back on the pillows, stretched forward his legs and locked his hands in a clasp behind his head. ‘Baby, why’re you getting serious on me all of a sudden? I thought we were just fucking for fun.’
Men can be so clueless sometimes. That careless remark hurt Samantha so badly that she cried later when she was alone, regretting that she had slept with her best friend’s ex-husband to start with. But presently, she insisted on getting an answer from him, though she asked the question differently this time. ‘Is there anyone in your life?’
‘Yes, as a matter of fact. There is.’
‘What’s her name? Do I know her?’
‘No I don’t think so. Her name’s Carlin Steyn. She is a lawyer at Edward Nathan Sonnenbergs. Lovely girl. Good in bed too. I think she’s had some experience in that kind of thing,’ he finished with a smile of amusement.
Samantha did not see the humor in his words. ‘Jay-Jay has split up with me. Did you hear?’
Fortunately, South Africa did not have a celebrity culture similar to that in the United States, so the split of JJ, the rugby captain, and his fiancée was a non-event to most South Africans, except the friends and families of the two people involved.
‘I didn’t hear…I’m sorry,’ Hudson offered kindly.
‘I don’t blame him, really,’ Samantha said truthfully. ‘He found me with your dick inside my pussy. We’re lucky he didn’t do anything rash.’
‘I told you I was no atheist,’ Vermuelen said with a smile. ‘There is a God after all.’
Samantha laughed cheerfully, momentarily forgetting her worries that she would reach the age of thirty without a “steady” partner.
Hudson leapt out of bed all of a sudden. He pulled her by hand out of the bed. ‘Come, let’s go wash our bodies and perhaps have another fuck or two before I take you out to dinner. There’s this new place in Rosebank…’
Chapter 5
AMERICA
The room occupied by Joelyn at the Arizona clinic was small. It took her to the memories of her childhood, when growing up she had to share a similarly small room with one of her sisters. Ever since she had married into money, she had grown accustomed to doing things on a bigger scale. She was now used to living in spacious areas, such that it was difficult for her to adapt to staying in such a small confinement. But at least it was air-conditioned, and made the Arizona desert humidity tolerable. The center had a big communal room, where all addicts met for group discussions. There was a cafeteria where they were all forced to share meals together at the same time, like school-children. For entertainment, there was a library stocked with all sorts of books to stimulate the mind, and there was also a big swimming pool to offer relief from the sweltering desert heat.
Why anyone would find it necessary to inhabit a place like Arizona was beyond Joelyn’s comprehension. She hated the place with an immutable passion, and she deeply resented the fact that she was forced to hold group sessions with people who were below her social standing. She was a Hollywood star, for God’s sake! With time, she would notice that her colleagues were stars in their own ways too. There was at the rehab center at that time a wide range of people from a wide distribution of social lifestyles: Hollywood starlets, musicians, financial whiz kids, musicians, millionaire heirs and heiresses, TV stars, theater producers…The center attracted only the rich, because it charged exorbitant fees for its services, which were unparalleled elsewhere. It did not, however, guarantee complete recovery from addiction to dangerous substances after releasing a patient from its confines, because individuals’ lifestyles determined how they handled themselves in the greater outdoors. Indeed, half of the current in-patients were relapse cases who were looking for a second – or third- chance.
All things considered, Joelyn hated the place, and swore to herself that she would live better life, a life without alcohol and dangerous drugs, if it meant avoiding being incarcerated in conditions like this! The only thing that held her sanity together was the explosive sex with Andrea Durant. Andrea was breaking the rehab facility’s rules and compromising her professional code of conduct by getting involved in sexual relations with a patient. If found, her employment contract would be terminated without second thought. But the risks involved made the sexual affair with Joelyn all the more interesting. Andrea worshipped the ground the Hollywood star walked on, and would do everything Joelyn asked. Having fantasized about Joelyn for so long, adoring her to the point of dangerous obsession, it was unbelievable that she was actually holding this creature of such fascinating beauty that she illuminated a room by her presence…
They locked themselves inside Joely
n’s room. Joelyn, naked, sat on the floor and leaned against the wall, bringing her knees and spreading her legs to expose her vagina. It was clean-shaven, and looked so tempting and fresh that Andrea felt the liquid fire set her loins ablaze.
Joelyn placed her hand upon her sexual organ and parted its lips. She smiled seductively at Andrea. ‘Come eat my pussy, baby. I shaved it especially for you.’
Clad only in a red G-string, Andrea quickly went forward. She lay prostate on the floor before the beautiful woman of her dreams. The delicious, succulent fruit was labeled JK’s Property in beautiful black lettering. Andrea licked at it and used her fingers to dig for fulfillment inside her orifices. With two fingers deep inside Joelyn’s anus, Andrea rubbed the star’s clitoris with the tip of her tongue until the Hollywood actress exploded in moans of ecstasy. She clutched Andrea’s head and dug her fingernails into the woman’s hair as a powerful wave of orgasm shook her body.
‘Yeah, baby, cum in my mouth,’ said Andrea. She licked Joelyn dry and swallowed the secretions from her vagina. She sat up and the two women locked their bodies together. They kissed passionately and fondled each other’s breasts for a long time. Then Andrea faced away from Joelyn and got down on all fours, her buttocks level with Joelyn’s face. Her little thong was embedded deep inside the crack of her ass. Joelyn inserted a finger in the crevice and fished the red cloth out. She caught a glimpse of Andrea’s vagina. She pushed the red cloth down to Andrea’s knees and parted the short woman’s buttocks with her hands, bringing her anus and vagina to full view. Joelyn licked both organs with her tongue. She stroked and caressed Andrea until the latter clamored for release. Andrea sat down in between Joelyn’s outstretched legs and leaned her back against Joelyn’s chest. She enjoyed the feel of Joelyn’s breast against her back.
Joelyn pressed her breasts onto Andrea’s back and caressed the short woman’s neck with her lips. She held a double-pronged vibrator in her hand. From behind her, she inserted the sex gadget into Andrea’s two holes and worked it back and forth, increasing her thrusts as Andrea panted louder and louder until she collapsed with the overwhelming excitement of climax.
Joelyn fell back against the wall and Andrea fell back against Joelyn’s chest. They stayed like that for a long while, stroking and caressing each other affectionately.
‘Have I told you that I love you?’ asked Andrea in a quiet, serious voice. ‘I loved you for a long time before I actually met you.’
Joelyn, overcome with emotion, wrapped her hands around Andrea’s chest and cupped her breasts. She kissed her neck. ‘You have?’
‘Do you love me?’
It is probably human nature that makes people want to be loved, but Joelyn did not understand why for fuck’s sake she and Andrea couldn’t just fuck and enjoy fucking with no strings attached. She answered honestly. ‘I’m not sure, but I think I do.’
‘I understand,’ said Andrea. ‘It’s your first time with a woman, it can be very confusing. But no matter what, I’m hopelessly in love with you, and I’m proud of the things you’ve done. Do you know that you’ve been nominated nine times for this year’s Grammy Awards?’
That certainly was news to Joelyn. Stuck at the rehab facility in Arizona, and denied access to current information, she was cut off from the outside world. She went fuming to the head of the facility and demanded answers on why such crucial information had been kept from her. She was directed to pose those questions to her mother, who was staying at a hotel several miles away from the center, to be close to her daughter in case her presence was needed. The center’s superintendent phoned Joelyn’s mother, and the older woman promptly came over to the facility and was taken for a private meeting with her daughter in the latter’s room.
When her mother arrived, Joelyn was lying on the bed, in a sullen mood. She sat up and watched her mother sit down next to her on the bed. ‘Why didn’t you tell me about my nominations for the Grammys, Ma?’ she demanded indignantly.
‘I’m sorry, Joelyn. But it’s for your own good. Those things are not important; your life is. I don’t want to lose you.’ Suddenly, her mother’s tears rushed forth and rolled down her face. ‘You need to stay here and think about your life. When you get out of here you’ll have to get rid of the bad people that surround you. They have made you a god to be worshipped by millions of people, but you’re not a god. You’re a human being; and stop thinking you’re better than other people, my child. Plenty of other people have more money and a lot more talent than you have, but they are humble and modest, because they appreciate that you can be hot this moment, and wake up cold tomorrow and all those people who proclaimed you a god will desert you and run to the next big thing in town. Think about it.’ The old woman looked down and her body was wracked by sobs.
Joelyn threw herself up against her mother’s body and embraced her in a firm and strong hug. She wept bitterly. ‘I’m sorry, Ma. I’m very, very sorry.’
Together they cried. It was a long while later that they let go of each other and wiped at their wet faces with Kleenex.
‘I don’t want to lose you, my child,’ the old woman repeated in a quiet voice, looking at her daughter. ‘I’ve lost you before, and I don’t want it to happen again.’
‘You won’t, Ma,’ Joelyn said sincerely. ‘I promise. And I’m sorry to have hurt you.’
Her mother smiled. ‘Your father and brother and sisters send their love.’
Joelyn’s face lit up. She tried a smile. ‘How are they? I really miss them…every one of them. How’re they, Ma?’
‘They’re well, and they’re praying for you recovery. Your family loves you, Joelyn.’
Joelyn’s eyes watered and the tears streamed down her face. She was too overcome with emotion to respond. Her mother pulled her to her bosom and held her close. ‘It’s okay to cry, baby. It’s okay.’
‘I’ve done some bad things, Mama,’ Joelyn cried. ‘I’ve hurt people. I am sorry…I want to go to the Grammy Awards and say on live TV to millions of people that I am sorry. And I want to tell them that I will change and be a good role model for kids all over the world.’ She looked at her mother with a tearful face. ‘You understand, Mama, don’t you?’
A mother’s love knows no limits. ‘I understand, my beautiful child. You’re wonderful, and I love you – always.’
The mother and daughter went to talk to the facility’s chief officer and subsequent to that meeting, a special reprieve was granted to Joelyn Smith to attend the 55th Grammy Awards ceremony at the Staples Center in Los Angeles. Upon her humble request, a big screen TV was set up in the Arizona rehabilitation facility’s communal room for all the patients and staff there to watch the live broadcast of the Grammy Awards. Joelyn did them proud by picking up five awards, including the four most coveted ones: Best New Artist, Song of the Year, Album of the Year and Record of the Year.
In her acceptance speech for the first award to her for that night, Joelyn said: ‘Thank you very much, you’re kind…’ She seemed overwhelmed by the large number of people and TV cameras focusing their attention on her, but she recovered quickly. ‘…I’m at present undergoing treatment for drug and alcohol addiction. I would like to thank everyone who has supported me during this time of my weakness. I promise that when I get out of rehab I will be a better person.’ She raised her Grammy up with her right hand. ‘Thank you very much.’
In her second speech: ‘This is…um…turning out to be a wonderful night for me. This is for my mother, who has stood by me always, regardless of what I did. Thank you, Mama.’
In her third acceptance speech: ‘You’re wonderful…Thank you…Mum, Dad, my only brother and three sisters…I love you all. Thank you.’
In her fourth speech: ‘I’m running out of words to say…You’re wonderful...and this is a great feeling. Thank you very much.’
In her last speech. ‘This is for my fans. You’ve supported me and never doubted me even when I let you down. Thank you.’
Chapter 6
A
MERICA
Like all foolish men, Christopher Healey was extremely proud of his genitals, and he lived under the self-deception that his sexual prowess was superior to any other man in the world. His penis was a marvel; many women could attest to that, including one young one known to the world simply as Jansen. She was irresistibly drawn to Chris’ sexual organ and still astounded by its abilities even after they had been together for many weeks. It was majestic and powerful. She just loved the feel of its strength inside her. The two of them, at his request, had tried anal sex, but Jansen had proved too small for the huge penis, and the idea had been mutually discarded altogether. Of course, Jansen was not to know that Chris fulfilled that sexual perversion with other women who were available for a fee in any part of the world he went to with Jansen.
In February, after her Australian Open disappointment, Jansen decided to forego the ABN-AMRO World Tennis tournament. She went instead to Amsterdam, the Dutch capital, with Chris Healey for a week’s visit. Her coach fumed – with good reason. He mentioned that Jansen was not in a position to be picking tournaments she could or could not play in, because she was not a proven force in tennis, and therefore needed all the practice and experience she could get on a world stage. The words fell on deaf ears.
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