“What did I do wrong? Is it something that could be fixed? I really need money right now and I am willing to learn if you’re willing to teach.” My voice reeked of desperation and I was too down and out to even try to hide it.
“Calm down Jazzy. I was just testing you. I was calling to tell you that you made it. I just wanted to see how badly you wanted in, so calm down. Like I said before, this porn thing is not for the faint of heart. I don’t want to sign you to a deal and have you flake out on me after just the first one.”
My heart raced although I was relieved. I wanted to tell him to go fuck himself for pulling that joke on me but I held it in instead. Now that I knew that I had made it, I was both scared and excited. I went after this and for a change, I got it. It was now go big, or go home.
“Look, I’m sorry for doing that to you. I shouldn’t play such games. Will you let me make it up to you?”
“And how will you do that?” I asked pulling hard on my blunt.
“What are you doing tonight?”
“You wanna put me to work already, huh? I know that I will be making money too but I will be working for you. That’s not quite making it up to me.”
He chuckled; he knew that I was right.
“Who said anything about working? I wanted to know if you can come see me. I have some things that I need you to sign.”
I was just as high as I needed to be and didn’t really feel like driving, but knew that I needed this contract and I didn’t want to wait and have him change his mind.
“I’ll leave now; see you in about 20 minutes,” I said as I got ready to hang up.
“Don’t you need the address first?”
I looked at the phone thinking that this dude is slow.
“I was just at your office yesterday, remember?”
“I’m not at the office, I’m at home.”
I stayed quiet. I didn’t know what to say. Why would he want me to meet him at his house? I thought that I would be signing my contract in a professional setting. I was even going to ask my friend Tina to come with me. She wasn’t a lawyer yet but she was in law school.
“Umm, I…I thought…shouldn’t I bring someone to look over the contact?”
“Look Jazzy. I know that you don’t know me well but you can trust me. My family has been in this business for a very long time. Do you think that we could have lasted this long if we were fucking people over?
What he said did make sense. But I couldn’t shake the feeling I was having.
“Maybe we should do this some other time. Like when you’re at the office.”
I could hear the frustration in the words that he spoke next.
“Come on Jazzy. I don’t have time for this bull shit. My time is money and your time could be worth a lot too if you jump on this opportunity. You impressed me the other day and I am willing to sign you to a deal that does not come along so easy. I am even going to give you a thirty-five thousand dollar signing bonus. I am not going to beg you to take a step in the right direction. We either do this now or the offer is off of the table.”
I knew that he meant what he said so I had no choice. Plus at that moment, all I could think about was that thirty five g’s he just mentioned.
“Give me the address.”
*****
Breeze’s home was in the Hollywood hills. Although I had never ventured to this rich man’s land, I had always admired it from afar. I had dreamed of living the lifestyle of the rich and famous for so long that it was embedded in my mind. I started to feel really shitty once I entered Breeze’s neighborhood and realized that there wasn’t a car that looked like mine. I admired all of the BMW’s, Jaguar’s, Rang Rovers, and Porches that drove pass me. I hated my little burgundy 1999 Corolla even more that day. Breeze’s house took my breath away. I must have sat in my old car for about ten minutes just looking at it. My car and I felt out of place in front of his massive home. The driveway alone was bigger than my little apartment. I felt as if I was in a trance as I rung his doorbell that seemed to play a long song. I heard what must have been two or three monster dogs barking on the other side. I stepped back hoping that whatever it was that was barking didn’t run out when the door opened. I saw Breeze’s head down the stairs through the glass windows that were on the door. He told his dogs to back off and it was as if they were never at the front door.
“What were you waiting for?”
I felt embarrassed that he had seen me just sitting in my car like a dummy.
“You weren’t doubting yourself, were you?”
“Oh, no, I was on the phone,” I lied, and we both knew it.
I followed him to the living room area and took a seat. His place was very modern and looked sterile. There was a lot of metal and steel. It was very chic but it wasn’t very warm or inviting.
“So how do you like the place? Tanya decorated it. It’s not really me but I live with it.”
I couldn’t believe that crazy Russian bitch lived here. Not only was I mad that her low class ass had the privilege to live in the Hollywood hills, but I was also upset that he had me up in there.
“Is Tanya here right now?”
“Oh, no, she has a couple of scenes to do tonight. Don’t worry; I made sure to keep her busy.”
He answered sensing my discomfort.
“So where’s the contract?”
I wanted to get those papers signed and out of there as soon as possible.
“Relax, there’s no rush. Let’s have some Champagne to celebrate. This is a big deal for you.”
I wanted to say no, but once he flashed his smile, I couldn’t turn him down. I watched him disappear into the kitchen to reappear holding a tray that held two champagne flutes and a chilled bottle of Dom Perignon. I had always heard talk about this drink but never had the pleasure of tasting it myself. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his arms as he poured our drinks. The muscles that protruded from them damn near had me wet.
“Here’s to a very interesting and profitable future together. Plus, you never know, we may end up having more between us than just business.”
Breeze looked at me hungrily as the words left his mouth. I downed my drink wondering if we were thinking the same thing. He refilled my glass as soon as I emptied it. I was feeling two things at that moment. For one, I was worried that the Amazon may show up and fuck up my night, and the other, well, I just wanted to spend as much time in Breeze’s presence as possible. He turned me on in the worst way. Plus he had this smooth calming aura about him. Even when my heart was beating a million miles a minute, it was as if it was hardly beating at all.
“So, tell me about that contract?”
I downed about four full drinks as Breeze went over the ins and outs of the contract that I was about to sign. It sounded pretty basic to me and the money sounded right. I would get my signing bonus and the average twenty-five hundred dollars for a straight fuck and suck film.
“So how do you really make it big in porn? How and when do you really start to make the big money? I read that some stars can make ten even fifteen thousand a film.”
“Wow, you’re ready to jump in with two wet feet I see,” Breeze said with a smile.
“Well, when I do something I try to do it to the best of my ability. I want to be at the top no matter what I am doing. I want to be top rated and top earned.”
“You are definitely top rated baby. Your pussy alone is one of the best.”
I didn’t know how to feel about what he was saying. Sure it made me feel good, but he was with Tanya.
“Can you pour me another glass?”
He did as I asked, then moved closer.
“Are you always this nervous and shy or is it because of me?”
“It’s both.”
He put his hands on my knee and made little circles with his fingertip.
“I have been with a lot of women, Jazzy, and none of them has had the effect on me that you have had. Don’t get me wrong, you’re not the only one that’s has blown my
mind in bed. If that were the case, I wouldn’t have so many starlets working for me. With you, it’s much more than a good piece of ass. It was in the way you held me. It was in the way your body felt under and on top of me. It was the sound of your voice, it, it was something different.”
“Maybe it was the thought of banging out a hot young Puerto Rican girl.”
The alcohol had started to take effect on me and I was ready to say and do anything.
“I’ve had my fair share of rice and beans Jazzy. It goes beyond that.”
I let out a chuckle. His rice and beans statement although a bit racist, was a bit funny.
“Come here Jezebel.”
“Aren’t I close enough?” I asked teasingly. He pulled me on top of him, making me straddle him. I instantly felt his hard on. I watched him as he looked me over, making sure not to miss a thing.
“You look like a doll,” he said more to himself then to me. He caressed my face and let his hand glide down to my shoulders. I could tell that he was fixated on my golden brown hue.
“It’s as if your skin is glowing.”
His hands were now running up and down my arms. It was so soothing that in my tipsy and somewhat still high state, I just wanted to rest in his arms and fall asleep to that same feeling.
“You know, my mother used my golden brown skin to belittle me. She hated the fact that I didn’t inherit her clear pale skin. When she drank, she would stand in the door of my bedroom and stay there for at least an hour. She would scream and tell me that I was the same color as the mud pies she made in Puerto Rico as a child. She would say that I was just a piece of shit like my father. She even gave me a nickname; it was Poopie. She called me that until the day I left her house.”
I bared my soul to him as I buried my head in his chest. I was ashamed of my past but felt safe telling him all about it. It was the first time that I ever spoke about it at all.
“How could someone put you down for something so beautiful? Your skin is almost like gold. It's so tan, so shiny, so perfect. And your hair, I love that it’s so full, so curly.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed tight. No man had ever gone over my looks with such a fine tooth comb. I wanted to hear more, I wanted him to tell me everything that he had noticed and liked about me. He gently pushed me off his chest and looked at my face. I closed my eyes and took in his every word.
“Everything about you is right. From your small frame to you bubble butt.”
I smiled at that one.
“Open your eyes Jazzy. They are what first caught my attention.”
I looked at him, trying to find the lies in his words. I have heard a lot in my nineteen years on this earth, and I was never told that my eyes are what a man noticed when he first met me. He must have seen the disbelief in them and had to smile.”
“I know that it sounds like bullshit, but it’s true. When I saw you, all I could see were your eyes. They were secretive, mischievous, and lonely. They were also soft, needy, and well, beautiful. I even had to take a second look when I saw your lashes. I don’t want to tell you how much money the girls spend on trying to get lashes like yours.”
That man blew my mind right then and there. I was already hooked on his dick, but when he told me that he had even noticed my lashes, I know it’s silly to say but I fell in love. My daddy was the only other man that ever said anything about them.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to stay right there in his arms and lay my soul on the line. I wanted him to know all of me and love me. I wanted him to tell me that I didn’t have to become a porn star. He was supposed to tell me that he loved and wanted to take care of me. But I didn’t hear those words that night. I just felt his lips on top of mines. I felt his right hand grip my breast and the other gripping my ass.
“You wanna try something new?” Breeze asked me between our kissing, I shook my head yes and kissed him again. He held on to each one of my legs and stood up with them around his waist. He walked me to the even colder, almost all steel kitchen and laid me on the counter.
“Stay right there Jazzy, I’m about to make you both hot and cold baby.”
He walked to the glass door freezer and took out a hand full of ice. He tossed them the round shaped cubes on the counter beside me and slide his cold hand down my chest. I got the shivers from both his cold hand and his touch.
“Can I take off all of your clothes?”
“Of course you can, but you won’t have much to take off, I don’t have on any panties.”
It wasn’t intentional. When he called me, I was just sprawled out on my bed, puffing on my weed. When I sprang into action, the only thing I did was put lotion and perfume on. I slipped on a pair of short shorts and a tiny top, not even thinking of an under garment.
“You nasty little bitch, you came here ready to fuck, didn’t you?”
“To tell you the truth, I’ve been thinking about what you did to me all day long. I woke up wet from even dreaming about it.”
By the time his hand had reached between my legs, they were shaking. He slipped his middle finger inside of me while rubbing my clit at the same time. I watched him pick an ice cube and put it in his mouth before letting my eyes roll back in my head. I felt both coldness and the warmth of his mouth on my nipples. The melted water dripped upwards, downwards, and all around. I loved everything he was doing to me but I wanted more. I wanted some of that famous head. I wanted that big hard dick rammed inside of me. I wanted to cum on it while he told me how good it felt. When he finally hit my clit, it was heaven all over again. The same feelings took over my body, including new ones. The feeling of his warm tongue and the freezing ice made for an interesting explosion. I watched his head bob up and down as he fucked me with his tongue and wondered how many of the women at his company have had this pleasure. Was I really something special or was I just new? Did he see something different in me or was the fresh meat too hard to pass up? I was about to promise myself to ask him those questions but something made me lose my train of thought. My body instantly got stiff. I couldn’t move nor breathe. The feeling was too strong to do either. What the fuck was he doing? This was new, too new, and too weird for me. I always thought that this was too nasty. I never, ever, wanted to have this done to me. How could he bring himself to do this? A million thoughts ran through my mind. But stopping him was not one of them. I felt his tongue glide across my asshole and my mind was blown. I squirmed so much that I damn near fell off of the counter.
“Calm down Jazzy. It will feel better if you just relax.”
And how in the fuck was I supposed to do that? His tongue was going from my pussy and back to my ass again and he wanted me to relax? I couldn’t. Even with it feeling good, it still tickled.
“I’ve got something for your ass.”
When he said that, I hoped that he didn’t mean it literally.
“I know what you want. You’re just like all of the other little bitches that get a taste of Breeze. You want this dick don’t you? Yeah that’s what you want.”
He made my body beg for his meat. I tried to push my pussy into it but all he did was rub it on my clit.
“Yeah, get that pussy real nice and wet for me Jazzy. Let that pussy show me how bad you want it.”
My body shook violently as I came closer and closer to cumming.
“No not yet, you greedy little bitch. You have to work for your prize.”
I had enough of his games. I wasn’t in the business of begging for shit.
I sat up and looked down at his rock hard, juicy manhood. It was tan just like the rest of him with hardly any hair. He was a well groomed god and I wanted to worship at his feet. I slide off of the counter and grabbed a handful of his dick. I could barely wrap my hands around it as I used it for leverage to get on my knees.
“Do you know what you’re doing Jazzy? I’m not in the mood for no wack ass head.”
When I looked up, he had a full smile on his face. He thought that he was being funny but I took it as a
challenge. This wasn’t the first time that I was going to go to work on a man’s dick, but it was going to be the first time that I was going to put my all into it and like it.
“Well, get ready baby, this is going to be a rare ride for the both of us.”
I wrapped my lips around his shaft, and felt the head of his magical wand forcing its way down my throat. I wanted to gag but I fought it and held it in. I worked that piece of meat like nobody’s business. I worked from his stomach to the head and back down again. I made my lips and mouth turn into a vacuum that was trying to suck the life out of him. I watched as his eyes closed and his knees damn near buckled. He put his hands behind him and held on to the counter for dear life. I made loud sleeping noises as I sucked the head and worked the rest of him with my hand.
“God damn, Jazzy, wait a second, hold up, stop.”
I ignored his pleads as I shoved all of him in my mouth and reached down and massaged his balls.
“I said stop it, shit.”
Breeze pushed me away with force making me fall back. He caught his breath before apologizing for his actions.
“It’s just that I didn’t want to blow my load without getting in that pussy Jazzy.”
I smiled. At least I knew that I had gotten to him.
“Come here and let me make it up to you.”
He stood me up and leaned me against the very same counter that he was holding onto. I lowered my back and spread my legs so that he could get in good. I could feel his hand between my legs rubbing on my sweet spot.
“That’s right baby, I see you listened. You’re nice and wet for daddy.”
“Well, stop playing around and fuck me.”
He slid into me with the same force that my words had. I let out a loud moan for it was both good and painful at the same time. He drove me as if I was the car of his dreams. He held onto my waist and put all of himself inside of me with each stroke, and I didn’t deny him entry.
“Yes, baby, get it; get all of it. Fuck me right, Breeze, make me cum.”
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