Trust Me: A Bad Boy MC Romance

by Cristal Pierre

  She had had a wild,strange dream though. She had been walking in a park and had bumped into Jason, Stacey’s lover. He had looked at her the way he had when she had first spoken to them about the noises emanating from their bedroom. She had responded with an inviting smile and he had held her hand and led her to the sunny bench nearby. She sat on his lap, his strong arms engulfing her completely as he began devouring her mouth. Electricity had run through her and her skin had begun to feel hot under his cool tongue that had begun to explore her pleasure points. He had nibbled at her neck and then taken her earlobe between his teeth, deliciously biting her, sending her into a tizzy of ecstatic moans. His large, rough hands had begun mauling her perky big breasts and his fingers had pinched her nipples erotically. Janine had, in her sleep begun to touch herself. She had woken up very aroused and had almost thrown the alarm clock in frustration.

  As she got into the bath, she took out her vibrator and began working on her clit as the hot water poured over young, curvaceuos fit body. It had been so long since she had sex with any one. Almost a year. Jamie was uncouth and callous and she had hated it with him. He did not know what respectful reciprocity had meant. Bloody selfish asshole.

  Jason is quite a lover though. The way Stacey moans- that can’t always be pretense right? It didn’t sound like she faked it. He had even heard the slurping of his tongue on her pussy once. Janine felt a sudden twinge of jealousy. She really needed some one to fuck her. God! This boy was hot ! She wanted his fingers and his tongue inside her right now. The warm water pooling at her pussy was turning her on even further,

  *****

  Stacey

  Stacey woke up to the loud jangling of the telephone. She peeked out of the covers. The phone was ringing for the third time now. Nobody was home. Why?

  The it hit her. The fight. But where had he gone?

  She stretched out languidly, her body sore from last night’s sex. Except they had stopped midway because the prude next door had banged the door at 3 in the morning. Jason had stopped and did suggest that they go a little quieter. She had balked at the idea. They had had a mini argument about it and she made it clear to him that she was not going to lower her volume because she had been enjoying so much. One thing led to another and they fought till 5 in the morning. Jason had not come back to the bed after that. Stacey had been super horny and so had brought out her vibrator. She pleasured herself of the randiness till she finally fell asleep from the exhaustion.

  Stacey was having none of the slut shaming nonsense again. The building she lived in consisted of people from various backgrounds, but were mostly families. Stacey had hated the way they had viewed her whenever she brought a guy home. One woman had even, out of spite, defamed her as a slut in the area. The police had come and it had been a terrible scene. Stacey had been furious.

  Since then she had decided that since she was a legit owner of a house there she was not going to let anybody make her feel bad about herself or her exploration of sex. She would moan louder just for effect. She realised that it had begun to turn her on majorly. She loved the fact that men were around to listen to her moan and demand for more. She had infact begun to unconsciously shout out loudly every time to exaggerate the fun she was having.

  Jason’s suggestion to quieten things down felt like a slap on her face. She was more upset that it had killed her mojo.

  Stacey strolled into the living room to find a sleeping Jason. She loved watching him sleep. He was such a young baby at times. His chiselled nose giving way to the beautiful lips that created havoc in her body every single day, his strong, wide shoulders that she witnessed flexing when his head would disappear between her legs. Mmmm..She was getting turned on now. Maybe I can quieten down a notch.

  She looked at the clock . It was 10 am. She decided to wake him up.

  Stacey caressed his thick, long cock tenderly. He was still asleep. He had a ghost of smile that she kissed. It was a phantom kiss. Her hands worked expertly on his dick and then she unzipped his shorts and took out his long semi hard snake. She loved this cock. Never had a cock filled her so much. It was as if they were the right fit. She looked at it in a tranced state, hypnotized by the beautiful veins that ran all over it. Her mouth was watering and she wanted it her mouth now. She opened her red mouth and took a majority of the dick in and gently tried to play with it through her tongue. She had wanted Jason to wake up fully aroused. She licked his tip and slowly finished it of with a round flick. Her hands expertly applied pressure on his balls, the way he liked it as his dick hardened in her mouth. It was filling the crevices in her mouth and had begun to snake it’s way down her throat. She loved his hard cock in her mouth. She loved the feeling. His veins were tightening and precum was dribbled all over. Salty, slick, liquid rushed through her throat, warm and delicious. Jason’s hand tensed around her head now. He was up, Stacey smiled inwardly, proud of the slow buildup she had given him. He had begun moaning now and she knew he was enjoying the delay, the buildup to the awesome climax that some minutes away

  He began fucking her hot, wet mouth, aroused completely with the eye contact she was making. She was now taking him completely in his mouth. She didn’t gag, just kept applying pressure on his balls with her palms. His orgasm is near, she thought. She however just wanted to keep licking the hot vanilla icecream topped with the pinkish red cherry she loved so much. “Fuck Stace, oh god baby. that is so hot.” She loved seeing him so aroused as he fucked her face. “Turn around, I want to fuck your ass”

  Stacey got what she wanted. She willingly turned her ass towards him and gasped as his strong hands pulled cheek apart. He lowered his nose and lips and bit a sizable chunk of her smooth, bouncy, bottom. His tongue then ventured into her crack, licking her slowly but she could feel the urgency and intensity with the way his tongue was moving up and down her passage. She gasped with surprise as he tickled her asshole with the tip of his tongue. He began probing it further. It was Stacey’s turn to moan now. She very wet by now. Her pussy now fire as she fingered her clit while his tongue fucked her forbidden love hole. Oh how she loved it when he fingered it and licked it.

  He now removed his head from the butt and replaced it with his precum dripping cock. He didn’t even feel like wearing a condom right now. The sight of her delicious bum in front of him was driving him crazy. He entered her slowly and began moving inside her after a while. She had never gotten used to how big his cock was. It was so fat and gorgeous and she loved how he used it. Stacey’s big boobs were bouncing as Jason fucked her from behind…

  *****

  Jason

  Stacey was moaning like a woman possessed right now. He tore his thought from the beautiful body of Janine he had been dreaming about when he was woken up with a stiffer. He looked down to see Stacey’s head bobbing up and down and her hands creating the delicious pressure on his balls.

  Janine, the next door neighbor had been on Jason’s mind for quite some time. She was a lovely woman and he had often wanted to speak to her at length. She was elegant and sophisticated and he felt like she had a very raw side to her that was waiting for the right guy to be unlocked. In his dream, Janine and he were in the swimming pool. It was sunny and her the water rippled down her gorgeous, taut body, shimmering and glistening. It was so hot. She had been caressing her yellow string bikini clad breasts, her nipples hard. His mouth was watering with the urge to plunge into her cleavage and torture those beautiful rosebuds with his teeth.

  He was moving towards her as she let out a moan in that beautiful soft voice of hers. He had heard her speak only once. She smiled as she lowered her mouth down to his dick and took it in her pink little mouth.

  He felt his boner harden and he felt the world around him spinning. It was beautiful agony. She was sucking him now, harder and more urgently. Jason did not know where he was at this point. His seed was rising and he knew it. He suddenly woke up with a start when he heard the soft voice change and turn into a rich, throaty slurpy moan. Stacey! He looked around
confused. Fuck ! His boner softened but he saw that that had not been noticed by the generally very observant Stacey. He was aroused completely now. He fucked her face until he just couldn't. He then asked her to turn around, His need to not see Stacey and distort his dream about Janine was super urgent. He turned her around and imagined as if he was licking Janine’s sweet ass. He wanted to fuck her so badly. That morning, Jason lasted for more than 45 minutes. It was unbelievable. He just wouldn’t soften! He fucked Stacey silly till finally, he felt his world spinning around again and his toes curled as he unloaded his hot cum all over her. He kept cumming for another 5 minutes. He was jerking uncontrollably and was about to call out Janine’s name when his brain, thankfully, out of habit, called of Stac---”

  He came back to senses after sometime to find a super satiated Stacey gasping for breath.

  “That was fucking brilliant! Ooooof! My god, Jason. Wow! I’m kinda happy we fought last night. I didn’t know a little fight could turn you into a sex machine my stud!” “Fuck!” said a panting and laughing with excitement, Stacey.

  Jason could not believe what had happened. His dazed senses were jolted with the realisation that it was Stacey and not Janine he was fucked. If a small dream about that beautiful goddess could do this to him. He didn’t know what would happen if it really did come true.

  The memories of last night’s fight came back to him and he got up with a start.

  I don’t feel well, Stacey. I think I am going to be sick.” he muttered as he rushed to the bathroom to clean himself. He had had enough of Stacey. She was extremely insensitive and rude at times. She was also selfish and very bitchy. When he had met her, he had decided he’d be with her for a month or two and then plan a way out. She had offered him good money. 40 grand for a month. That was amazing. In two months he ‘s be rich!

  He had met her at a bar. He had been counting the last of his dollars to pay for the drink and was looking around to find a cougar he could manipulate that night to pay for his drink. He noticed a curvy, fit woman enter the bar with a beautiful cleavage out for everyone to notice and to lick. He knew he had found the woman. He had noticed that she had been looking at him invitingly for quite a while after she entered the bar. He drank his whisky and walked up to her, confident swagger in place. “ Somebody as gorgeous as you should be with someone she likes. Care to buy me a drink?” he strolled in with a cheesy line he knew worked with older women. Stacey had taken one long look at him and had ordered whiskey shots.

  He had been surprised. after a few mind blowing shots, she looked at him and without saying a word,closed in on him, her hand stroking his dick till it bulged out at the attention it was suddenly getting. She led him to the dancer floor, and began rubbing her big round butt on his hardening dick. They had grinded against each other all night.

  She had turned out quite delightful in the beginning. The sex they would have was awesome. She had asked him what he did and he told her he was an actor. “Oh! you mean one of those male escorts who get in the business to make contacts. I don’t mind. Il give you 40 grand for a month. Just use that dick of yours well. Oh yes, no cheating. And just like that it had started. He had been put off by the brazenness of her tone and offer but he couldn’t help thinking about the amount of money he’d be making off her. Pleasuring the partner was his forte. What could go wrong? He had done it with Cara. He could definitely do it with her. In any case, the first month is always the honeymoon period.

  He was amazed by her sexual appetite and her zeal to experiment with everything about sex. He liked having sex with her. She gave amazing head. Cara had been very good, but Stacey took the cake. They hadn’t talked much that month. They were usually fucking, eating or she was locked up in her studio, painting. Jason would go out for auditions, come home disappointed and fuck her. She was loud. Louder than any woman he had every known or fucked. He had slowly learnt that she was turned on by the idea of her voice being heard by every member in the neighborhood. It troubled him a bit. He was getting lonely there, The men would only talk about how he was fucking her and the women would not look at him without feeling disgusted. He had talked to Stacey about it but she had cut him off and had sulked for a week over the issue. He couldn’t understand what her problem was.

  Then one day, as he looked out of the balcony, he saw a vision in white. running towards the building from the lawns. A gorgeous, curvy woman in her twenties was running across the lawn to reach the building. Her white slinky dress was soaked with water and her thigh high slit wrapped around her thigh, almost revealing her pussy hidden behind those long legs. He saw her turn to the building and get into the elevator, dripping with water. He had never seen this beauty before. He went inside,opened the door and stood there, hoping he could track where she lived by the floor appearing on the elevator button. He watched the red light turn from 1-2-3-4-5--- Hmm,s o she lived on the 5th floor huh? Damn! He really wanted to see her face. He had been transfixed by the body, dripping with water running all over her body. He was suddenly treated to a random vision of drinking off the water from all over her body. The elevator pinged loudly and he was just about to avert his eyes when the doors opened and there she was. Panting and groaning, bending down to take off her heels, her wet and thick hair forming a cascading waterfall over her face, Her cleavage was as he had imagined it. Luscious. She looked up and smiled.

  “Really bad weather huh? I just didn’t calculate being ditched by the cab driver at the last moment. I had to take the bus you know. Like this” she babbled on as she unlocked her door. She then stopped, realised that he was staring and said, “Hi, I’m Janine” and flashed her a dazzling but confused smile.

  “Im Stacey.. I mean I live with Stacey. I mean I am Jasey-Jason” stuttered a hypnotized Jason. What the fuck was wrong with him? He had kicked himself mentally.

  Janine had laughed and it sounded like bells tinkling as she giggled.

  “Hi Jason” Ummm.. I’m new here. Just moved in yesterday. Today was a wedding I couldn’t miss.”

  “Well, you got home in time. Welcome to the building. If you .. err.. need anything.. I..m.. we’re next door”

  “Thanks so much, Jason”

  Chapter 3

  Janine reached office at 11 am that day, groggy and tired but satiated. The orgasm she had thinking about Jason had given her a fresh glow. Thankfully that had masked her tortured face. The client was already in the room. Her boss was nowhere to be seen. Whew! That’s some major good luck!

  She walked in the conference room and made acquaintance with the client. She was a TV star, recently under fire for a drug abuse problem. While she had gone to rehab and done community service, she wanted PWR to her rebrand her self. She was being dropped off from bigger brands and she did not know if the T.V show would hire her for the next season. Janine patiently explained to her process and asked her to calm down.

  When Maggie Sullivan, her boss finally walked in, she found both the women giggling. Her relieved expression told Janine that the boss herself was late to work. That was a rare occurrence but thankfully it had happened today and saved Janine’s ass.

  Janine spent lunch sitting on her desk, her head down, catching a power nap of 20 minutes.

  “Janine.. Janine”

  Janine woke up dazed and with start when she felt some body patting her shoulder. It was Maggie, with her lunch bag.

  “Is everything alright? You look terrible!”

  “Yeah- no, I just didn’t get much sleep last night”

  “Noisy neighbors again huh?”

  “Yeah. I banged on the door though. They stopped after that”

  “Way to go! I told you, all you had to do was knock!”

  “Yeaah, though I’m bracing myself for a fight tonight”

  “Don’t worry, It won’t happen”

  “By the way, good job on the Tami Flors account. I really liked the way you put your ideas across. She ‘s a good girl you, know. Just caught into a bad time.”

  “You think so?
Thanks! Yeah Tami was so nervous and insecure in the first 15 minutes before you came.. you’d think it was the end of the world!”

  “ You look very ill Janine. I know you’re working really hard for the promotion but I do want you to take care of yourself. You know, take the rest of the day off. Go home, sleep. Come back fresh tomorrow.”

  Janine looked at her boss. Maggie had been a lovely mentor to her. She was strict yet motherly. Janine admired her. She had balanced work and life so well. She was so practical, down to earth and wise beyond her 35 years. She wanted to be like her.

  The elevator door opened to her floor and Janine stepped out yawning.

  What she saw made the yawn freeze in mid air.

  Jason was on the floor, wheezing and out of breath, His face had swollen and he hadn’t been able to breathe. It looked like a very bad allergic reaction. Janine dialled 911 as she tried to look for her keys to open the door. She ran inside to find an epinephrine injection in the drawer for her emergency allergic reactions. She carefully administered it on his neck while holding him firmly . His pupils dilated after sometime. From afar, Janine could hear the ambulance closing in.

  *****

  Jason

  Jason opened his eyes to the warm sun rays that were falling on his face. He could make out it was morning. Janine’s steady, reassuring,deep blue eyes were the last thing he had remembered.

  Where was he?

  There was a black mop of hair near his hand. Prettily curled eyelashes surrounded the angelic face that was slightly open mouthed as the lady who owned them slept, lightly snoring.

  It was Janine!