by Amanda Boone
“Better now. What’s your name, darlin'?”
“You can call me Caramel.”
“A dark-skinned sister like you? Naw. What’s your real name?”
“You don’t have to worry about that, BoneZone.”
“Fair enough. You should call me Brian though. What got you into stripping, if you don’t mind my asking?”
I did. I always minded when they asked that question. He tried to break the no touching rule, but I pushed his hands down to his sides and gave him a look that froze most men who tried that much. He just caught my gaze and smiled. He was very handsome, more so than his album covers and magazine covers showed. I wasn’t ready to admit to myself that I was attracted to him.
“I’m paying for school.”
“Right,” he said. “Now what’s the real reason?”
“Seriously. I’m going to school. This is how I pay for it. Not everyone spends their money on cars and jewelry.” I was probably being injudicious with my candid remarks, but my attraction to him combined with my distaste for what he stood for were a nasty combination.
“Easy, girl. That’s great. I’m glad to see a sister in college. And for what it’s worth, the label provides that stuff to me. It’s an image thing. When I started, I couldn’t afford it because of student loans. I could now, but I’d rather invest.”
My hands stopped mid-panty drop to give him an incredulous look. He locked eyes instead of looking at my pussy.
“What? A rapper can’t be educated?”
“You really went to college?”
“For seven years. I have an MBA. Music is my first love, but you gotta have a back-up plan, right?”
“I guess . . .so.” I felt my defenses lowering, and try as I might, I couldn’t resist my interest in this man.
“Listen, Caramel . . .”
“It’s Kara.”
“Good. Kara. I can tell you like what you do. And you’re very good at it. I love your style. I’m also glad that you’re in school. I have a proposition for you.” The formal talk would have felt weird, but I realized that I had stopped dancing. I was instead just sitting, bare-assed, on his lap, looking him in the eyes. He seemed perfectly content with that arrangement.
“Here’s my proposition: I want you to work for me. That means dancing in my videos, in magazines, on album art if the design calls for girls. It also could mean servicing me and my boys from time to time. I’m sure you know what I mean.”
I tried to cut him off. “I—”
“This wouldn’t be prostitution. This would be a living arrangement with friends and colleagues. This would be you, making sure you’re financially set for life, and enjoying a little fame in the process.”
I was speechless.
He reached into his coat as I stood up and tugged my panties and bra back on. He pulled out an envelope. “I’m willing to pay your tuition. You want to see if I’m serious? Look in the envelope. That’s for one semester. Tomorrow, we have a video shoot at the address on the envelope. I want you there, and I’d like it if your friend, the Asian one, came too.”
Still speechless.
“I hope I see you tomorrow. If not, consider the money a gift.”
Chapter 4
Susie was even more excited than I was at the thought of being in a video. I may have created a monster, I thought to myself. Her only condition was that she could continue using a mask and her alias. I, on the other hand, couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have BoneZone cover my tuition. Brian, as he’d asked me to call him, had made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.
Money had been a problem for me for as long as I could remember, and this was a relief of a major financial burden. I would have been conflicted about whether I should continue to strip because, in truth, I loved stripping and would find a way to do it whether or not I had school as a reliable justification. Fortunately, the nature of my working with Brian meant that I didn’t have to choose. I would be getting paid, getting exposure, and showing my body to an even larger audience. It was a dream.
We followed GPS directions to the address on the envelope and were stopped at the gate of a large mansion, hidden deep in greenery. Rented or owned? I wondered.
“Names?” inquired a large security guard in a gate-booth that was probably too small for him to inhabit comfortably.
“I’m Kara. This is Susie.”
“I have a Kara, but no Susie. She can wait at the gate.”
“Wait!” Suze was excited, and slid her mask onto her face. “Check for Miss Tai.”
We waited. “Yep,” he finally said. “I got a Miss Tai. Go on in ladies. Hang left at the curve. You’ll see the workers and the lighting equipment. There’s parking near the shoot.”
It was all starting to feel real. I allowed myself to share in some of Susie’s giddiness.
We arrived at the shoot, and it looked like we would be the only women in the video. We went through makeup and were outfitted with flattering bras and booty shorts that covered just enough cheek to qualify as underwear.
“I’m glad you made it, college-girl,” came Brian’s voice from behind.
“It would be rude to turn down such a generous offer. Also, I thought it over, and I think it’s a good career move.” I realized while I was speaking that I was explaining too much.
“I just want to shake it!” Susie was incorrigible.
“Good, good. You’re looking very sexy. Basically, we just want you to dance to the song the way you did at the club. I know you’ll both be great. Here are some drinks to loosen you up.” He handed us each a strong daiquiri. We'd each had a few drinks before we showed, so we were already pretty loose. Looser was probably better in this case though.
The song was hot, a club banger, though I personally preferred the 90’s classics—Tribe, De La Soul, Fugees—but I could really bounce my ass to this one. What Brian hadn’t told us was that we would be stripping naked for part of the video. Inspired by videos like Nelly’s “Tip Drill” and the aforementioned “Pussy Poppin,” BoneZone hoped to capitalize on some controversy. Why not get up close and personal with some good looking naked women while he was at it?
The naked scene involved the two of us sitting nude in a hot tub where BoneZone and two of his boys, Mac and Pablo, were also chilling, lip-syncing to various parts of the song. Suze and I spent the shoot making out and occasionally standing up to show off our tits, asses, and pussies to the grateful boys and what would certainly be a very appreciative viewing audience.
It was easy for us to get into the shoot because we had so recently familiarized ourselves with each other’s body. We were mostly just supposed to rub on each other and give a couple spankings. More would distract from the rappers. Once BoneZone, who was directing, called it a wrap, however, we were free to play with one another. Brian went inside to get started on editing the shots, but Mac and Pablo stayed behind. They enjoyed watching our antics.
It’s hard to say how much of what transpired was due to the alcohol, but I’m sure it greased the wheels. I was minutes into greedily eating a masked Susie’s pussy when I realized that both Mac and Pablo were touching their cocks conspicuously under the surface of the water and eyeing the two of us hungrily. It also took me until then to realize how attractive they both were. Mac was a big, linebacker-type brother who sometimes served as BoneZone’s bodyguard. Pablo was Puerto Rican by birth and had been Brian’s best friend since grade school.
I reached my hand back without pulling my face out of Susie’s muff, attempting to wrap my fingers around Mac’s cock as he was pumping away. Initially, I thought it was his wrist. It was thick enough that I couldn’t even get a complete grip on it. He registered initial surprise but allowed me to take over his stroke-job for him. He was uncut, and I loved running my fingers underneath his foreskin, circling his enormous head and tickling the spot right underneath. It caused him to squirm and moan.
Sucking gently on her clit, I grabbed Susie’s hand with my free one and guided it to Pablo’s eag
er erection. Remembering that she had never done anything with a man, I guided her hand up and down his shaft at first. Pablo’s cock was smaller than Mac’s. It had a beautiful curve to it, one that promised to hit very special spots in a girl.
We pushed the boys up on the sides of the tub. Needing no instruction or encouragement, Susie went straight for sucking on Pablo’s boomerang. She pulled his round head into her mouth and rubbed her tongue on the underside. The girl was a natural and had Pablo humming in no time.
I struggled to fit much of Mac in my mouth, so I settled for sucking on key spots. I pumped his cock with the fingers of both hands interlaced. He also responded to having his substantial balls licked and sucked while I worked his shaft like a piston.
Pablo pulled Susie close to him and turned her around, bending her over slightly. I caught her eyes to check if she was cool with everything, and she flashed me a devious, gleeful smile. Her grin distorted in pleasure as soon as she pushed herself down on his Latin dick. Her eyes closed and she panted as she bounced up and down, splashing water out of the tub.
Seeing that this is where things were going, Mac turned me around, as Pablo had with Susie. He ran his hands up and down my ass and thighs, massaging me, which was therapeutic. I was nervous about taking his monster into my pretty pink pussy. He was gentle and slow, knowing that my hole was not totally ready to deal with that kind of stretch. Our patience was rewarded. As soon as my pussy finally opened to accommodate him, we both just stood still, soaking in the pleasurable sensations of filling and being filled. Soon enough, we could match Susie and Pablo’s rhythm. Suze and I even managed to kiss and play with one another’s nipples as we rode our respective cocks.
Seeing our girl-on-girl action got Mac and Pablo especially hot, and it was obvious that they were getting ready to bust. I pulled myself off of Mac and encouraged Susie to dismount as well. We stood in the middle of the hot tub, with the boys on the rim. They jacked themselves off as we played with our tits and showed our eagerness.
Mac was the first to nut. He roared as he climaxed and positioned himself to come on each of our faces. His jizz dripped out in long ropes, and he allowed it to fall into my mouth first before moving to Susie. She was waiting with her tongue out.
We were barely done swallowing Mac’s load when Pablo moved in. He angled his curvature so that his head, glistening with cum, was pointing right at Suze’s mouth. He was a shooter, and his balls and ass tightened as he shot a cannon round of semen onto Susie’s smiling face. He blasted three or four times, alternating between Susie’s face and mine each time. When he was done squeezing out the last pearly drops, we each were plastered with his juices.
While the guys caught their breath, my girl and I kissed the rest of the man-goo off each other’s face, careful not to miss a drop. We wouldn’t want any to get in the hot tub and make a mess, would we?
Chapter 5
Susie and I were laying out on the veranda in just our towels when Brian approached us.
“I need to talk to you girls. Now.” He had bass in his voice, and despite myself, I was intimidated. The financial opportunity he was offering was something I didn’t want to ruin. Also, though my recent actions might have shown otherwise, I was finding myself more and more attracted to him. Years of telling myself I didn’t need a man and then Brian—one who has his shit together, one who is intelligent and ambitious, one who looks good—comes along and has me second-guessing.
He must have seen us in the hot tub.
Trailing behind me as I followed Brian into the house, Susie looked like a punished puppy. I worried that her sexual awakening may come to an abrupt close if someone were to rub her nose in it, as it were. Within 48 hours, she had gone from a virgin afraid of her own vulva to a video-hoe having group sex in a rapper’s hot tub. That kind of acceleration can’t be sustainable, I thought.
Brian led us into a well-furnished video-editing room with multiple HD screens and a couple couches. He sat in an office chair in front of the monitors, and we moved to sit on one of the couches.
“You’re wet,” he said. “You can’t sit on those. Give me your towels, and just stand where you are. I don’t need you dripping all over.” We both cast our eyes down as we peeled off our towels, returning to nakedness. I couldn’t help but notice that Suze’s nipples were firm. She was shivering, either out of cold or nervousness. I moved to put my arm around her.
Saying nothing more, Brian started the video. It was definitely the four of us in the hot tub. It was perfectly framed and even had sound. Was it a set up? I moved from guilt to resentment at having been tricked. The more I watched, though, the more the feelings from the hot tub returned to me. I found myself feeling very sexy again. It didn’t hurt that I was getting a better look at my naked body, from more angles, than I ever had. As odd as it might sound, I was turned on looking at myself. The others looked amazing too. I wasn’t sure what BoneZone’s angle was here. In an effort to be sure Susie was doing OK, and also to feed the urges I was experiencing, I moved my hand from her shoulder to her ass and gave it a meaningful squeeze. She returned the favor. She was OK after all. More than OK.
“I knew I chose well when I talked to you, Kara. We wanted this video to cause controversy, right ladies? This is going to be on every celebrity news blog when it ‘leaks.’ My video, my song, both are going to be famous before we even release them. As for you two: if you want it, this can be a career-making move for you both. It happened for Paris. It happened for Kim. It can happen for both of you. All I have to do is include your names in the leak. My offer remains: I’ll pay for school, for both of you. However, this leak means that you both are going to be famous, overnight if things go as planned. Do you want that? Are you prepared for that?”
Two simultaneous butt squeezes indicated our interest to one another before we both nodded enthusiastically, stifling giggles of excitement.
“I’m glad you’re on board. We only need one more shot to seal the deal. Nobody knows you two yet, and my boys are only famous because I am. You know what you have to do.” I had been hoping our conversation would lead this way. I suspected it would when I noticed the growing tent in his shorts ever since he started showing us the video. Wasting no time, as if we’d planned it, Susie and I both moved to our knees and began kissing the warm, pronounced bulge Brian was sporting. With one hand on each of our heads, he ran his fingers through our hair while we undid his belt and zipper.
His plum of a head was already peeking through his boxers when we pulled his shorts down, hinting at the beautiful cock that lay beneath. Disrobing him from the waist down, we marveled at his mouth-watering cock as he took off the rest of his gear. His dick seemed sculpted, the perfect size and thickness, with gorgeous veins running around like spiral staircases. His purple head throbbed with his pulse, blushing with heat in sync with my own pulsing pussy, which I lay over his face at his beckoning. He got to work immediately, lapping at my moist lips while he held his camera phone in one hand, alternating between focusing on the wonderful work he was doing and on Miss Tai. She was starting the enviable job of licking his magnificent shaft, which was already glistening with precum.
I sat on Brian’s handsome face, facing Susie and huffing with pleasure as he ran his tongue through the crevices of my pussy lips and asshole. It got me hot to watch Susie go to work on his fat dick. I could feel my juices getting all over Brian’s face as he slurped greedily on my clit.
Suze eventually let the ache in her pussy do the talking, and she held his cock against his stomach. She slid her clit along the length of it several times, building her own desire. She finally righted his manhood and slid, gradually, down until she managed to fit him all inside. The satisfaction on her face spoke volumes as Brian moaned with pleasure into my bush. She slowly rode his fat dick while he continued making me feel like a woman. I sucked on Susie’s perky chocolate nipples. My tongue flicking combined with the pressures of his cock on all of her most sensitive spots put Susie over the edge fast,
and she picked up her pace, bouncing feverishly before collapsing into my arms, whispering, “You’ve got to try that.”
Recognizing that Susie’s pussy was too sensitive for direct stimulation, Brian opted to eat her ass while I maneuvered his glorious shaft into my love hole. He stretched my walls and, handing Susie the phone, grabbed my fat ass with both hands. He smacked it and spread my cheeks. I could feel my asshole wink with joy with each thrust he made. Suze sucked on my tits and ran fingers in circles around my clit as I bounced on Brian’s rod. Even though his face was happily buried in Susie’s lovely ass, I could tell by his breathing and contortions that he was resisting the urge to blow his load. It had obviously been growing and building until it was almost too much to bear. The video of our foursome was on loop in the background. The image of Mac and Pablo busting on our faces joined forces with Brian’s swelling, throbbing cock to push me past my limit. I shouted as my pelvic muscles flexed rhythmically, squeezing BoneZone’s shaft, milking it, urging it to let loose.
Instead he pulled out, and Suze and I instinctively moved to his bulging dick, kissing and sucking his slick head. We took turns bringing the tip into our mouths and licking his shaft. We kissed each other with his cock in between, running our tongues all around the crown of his dick, imploring his balls to be generous. His toes curled and his hips shook as he erupted, finally, and blasted his load into our kissing mouths. We kissed and licked as his come coated our lips and dripped down our chins. We finally moved to kissing his still-pulsing cock, and then his chest, before we all finished, panting in a three-way embrace.
Chapter 6
In December, after performing for months at any BoneZone concert that didn’t interfere with my school schedule, I received a text from Brian. He had received Grammy nominations for Best Rap Song and Best Music Video. While I knew the song was nominated on its own merits, I liked to think that Susie and I had something to do with the video’s acclaim. I’m sure that the publicity we all received from the “leak” at least put it on the radar of the judges, not to mention earning us daily interview requests and magazine cover offers. Suze (Miss Tai to the public) and I agreed that school was still a priority, even if it was just something to fall back on, as it was for Brian. For the time being, though, we were soaking up the limelight and enjoying the attention we learned to love when working at the club.