by Big Herc
Pulling up to Brianna’s apartment bumping classic Too Short, Tone phoned her pad to let her know that he was out front waiting. Five minutes later Brianna came walking out of the apartment lobby, stunting in Dolce & Gabana, with black pumps. Her toenails and fingernails were impeccably French manicured and her tits looked delicious bulging through her silk top.
Tone jumped out of the H1 to go greet her, giving her a big hug and a kiss.
“Damn girl, you’re fine! I could take you right here in the middle of the street and not give a fuck,” Tone said, as he rubbed his hard-on into her thigh.
“I could pull your fucking dick out right here in front of all my neighbors and show them what a naughty girl I am,” Brianna responded wickedly. She gave Tone's erection a squeeze through his pants.
“You’re bad Brianna. I know I can’t play with your ass, because you’ll try me. Come on, let’s go get some breakfast before we get in trouble for committing lewd acts in public,” Tone replied. He held Brianna’s hand and walked her over to the front passenger seat.
“Brianna, I would like you to meet the friends I was telling you about, Pam and Jennifer. I have some big plans for all of us that I want to share with you girls at breakfast. If you’re game, the only thing I ask for is your loyalty, honesty and trust.”
“We’re game Tone,” Pam and Jennifer responded simultaneously.
“I’m game baby,” Brianna said staring at Tone with a look of dedication and sincerity.
“I’m happy to hear that.” Tone turned off into Hollywood traffic and headed towards the restaurant they were going to eat at. As a family we don’t have any room for jealousy or envy. We get down as a team and share everything. What’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine.” The girls all nodded in unison as Tone broke down the principals of what he wanted to establish along with his goals and visions.
Arriving at Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles in Hollywood, the girls were talkative and laughing. They conversed like they’d known each other for years. There was a small line formed in front of the restaurant with what appeared to be tourist’s B-list celebrities and locals. Some Asian tourist snapped pictures of Tone and the girls as they got out of his ride. They must have assumed that he was somebody famous by the way he was dressed and the bevy of beauties around him. While waiting for a table, Tone got a call from Barry at Allure. He was impressed with Tone’s business proposal. He wanted to work out a distribution deal with Tone which would allow him to keep the rights to his films, but carry Allure’s label splitting profits. Tone would receive a nice chunk of all profits from all internet sales and have access to international markets through Allure’s contacts. Allure would also market Tone as male talent and get his name out there as a performer, making him mainstream. Barry said that he would have the deal inked by Saturday when Tone and Sandra showed up for dinner.
When Tone got off the phone with Barry, he turned to the girls and grabbed each of them by the face giving them a kiss. “Life is beautiful and it’s about to get a whole lot better. There’s a new player in the porn game and he’s about to make some major moves,” Tone boasted with excitement. The girls were feeling what he was saying and showed their appreciation by planting kisses all over his face.
When they sat down to order, Jennifer and Pam commented that they’d never had chicken and waffles for breakfast before. The food smelled good though and they were both hungry.
Brianna had eaten at Roscoe's before, so she helped the girls pick out what to order. Tone just ordered what he thought would feel him up. He had worked up a serious appetite with all the fucking he had did over the last twenty-four hours. A thick chocolate sista, with shoulder length straight black hair came over and took their order and it wasn't long before the food arrived at the table. Everybody was quite for a minute while they feasted on the hot chicken and waffles. Every couple of bites someone would comment on the various people leaving and coming into the restaurant, but the main focus was on the food.
Tone was seated between Brianna and Jennifer, across from Pam. Pam had taken off her heels and was rubbing her foot along Tone’s crotch causing a massive tent to form in his pants. Brianna, quite aware of what was going on underneath the table cloth, had reached down to unzip Tone’s pants. She bumped hands with Jennifer, who already had a grip on his massive member and was stroking it up and down.
“You little bitches are nasty and I like that,” Brianna snarled. Reaching into Tone’s pants, she squeezed his balls.
“Well at least we know that we’re all on the same page,” Jennifer retorted, giggling. She pinched the head of Tone’s erect sausage and played with the pre-cum leaking out of his piss hole.
“You girls are off the hook,” Tone said, trying to keep a straight face while eating as not to draw to much attention to their table.
“But you know you like it off the hook,” Pam answered flirtatiously. Her toes rubbed against his naked shaft along with the hands of both Jennifer and Brianna.
When the waitress came back to the table, she had a big grin on her face. She asked if there was anything else she could get them, but knew the only thing they needed was a room. Glancing around the table she could tell by the smirks on everyone’s faces that some freaky shit was going down. The waitress's erect nipples were a tell tale sign that she was turned on by what she thought was going down.
“No, thank you,” Tone responded. His breath quickened as he neared orgasm. “Could you please bring us the bill and your phone number?”
The waitress smiled, and then leaned side to side like she was rubbing her pussy lips together underneath her jeans. “Coming right up. I mean, I’ll be right back,” she said as she walked off. Her plump ass switched back and forth nicely in the tight jeans.
Tone could already picture himself stretching her tight asshole with his thick cock. With his own website in the works he was always looking for talent which could often be found in the most unlikely places.
Jennifer and Brianna were still working his cock under the table. Stroking and massaging while Pam rubbed her toes over his plum-like tip.
“One of you nasty girls needs to open your hand up over my dick so that you can catch this load. I'm about to bust a nut,” Tone voiced. He stiffened up in his chair and exploded into Jennifer’s hand. His nuts contracted several times before he spent himself.
Removing her hand from underneath the table, Jennifer brought her hand to her mouth licking the wad off like holy water. Brianna was still massaging Tone’s balls through all this coaxing the remaining jism out of his sack. Wiping the nut off his piss hole with her fingers, one by one Brianna licked them clean savoring his silky solution.
Pam’s toes were also covered with cock cream. Tone had dispensed quiet a load and some of it had shot onto Pam's feet. Smiling, she removed her foot from his crotch and wiped her toes off with her fingers. She then brought them to her mouth and commented on how sweet the waffle syrup was. Everybody laughed enjoying the moment.
Tone grabbed a napkin off of the table and wiped his swipe off, tucking his cock back into his pants fastening his belt. Customers kept glancing over, but couldn’t quite figure out what had just transpired.
“Thank you for dining at Roscoe’s, we hope to see you again real soon,” said the fine young waitress. Placing the bill on the table, with her nipples still noticeable erect, she placed a paper underneath with her phone number on it. Standing next to her was a thick attractive Mexican girl, with juicy full lips, brownish green eyes, and long black locks down to the middle of her back. “My name is Kimberly and this is my co-worker Maria. When she heard me going on about you guys back in the kitchen, she wanted to come out and see for herself. I was telling her about how fine you were and how one of your girlfriends had real big tits.”
“I hope you don’t mind,” Maria said bashfully.
“No, I don’t mind at all. I’m actually flattered and I’m sure Brianna is flattered as well. Do you have a phone number? Maybe we
could all get together something,” Tone asked, pulling out a wad of cash to pay for the bill.
“Sure, I would love to hang out with you guys,” Maria responded. She perked up, nudging Kimberly, who passed her a piece of paper so that she could write her number down.
Tone left a twenty dollar tip on the table and tucked their numbers into his pants pocket. As he stood up, he gave both of them hugs and let them know he would be in touch soon. On the way out the door, Cory Fairbanks, an A-list celebrity caught Tone's attention as he made eye contact. He was posted at a quiet table in the back, with a tall Brazilian model waiting for his food to arrive. Tone had recognized him from a string of box office hits and made it a priority to go over and talk to him. They hit if off right away and he commented on how he liked Tone's style. The exquisite model sitting at the table with him kept on staring at Tone, but he acted like he didn't notice.
Leaving Corey his card, Tone hollered out, “Call me sometime, Playboy and we’ll do it big.”
“I’ll definitely holler at you player,” Corey said reading over Tone’s card. “I may even send some of my friends your way.”
“I’d really appreciate that Corey, you’re the man. It was a pleasure meeting you.” He stepped out onto the busy side walk, and thought to himself life was good. The girls were already posted in the hummer waiting on him.
Chapter 6
The morning was off to a great start for Tone. He had received call from Sandra about a mansion for rent in Bel Air so now he would have an upscale place of his own to entertain. On top of it, sex with Pam and Jennifer at the hotel had been off the hook. The young bitches had a million dollars marinating between their legs and didn't even know it. Mr. Goldblume's call was also a pleasant surprise. It put him in the game as a legitimate porn producer with major corporate contacts. Then breakfast at Roscoe's chill. Not to mention the two fine ass waitresses working who were trying to throw that p then the chance meeting with Corey Fairbanks, one of the biggest actors in Hollywood and a major connection. Life sure was beautiful when you were tapped into the laws of the universe.
After breakfast, Tone swung by the adult health clinic near Ventura Boulevard to have his health test renewed along with Brianna and the girls. Every thirty days you had to have your test renewed in order to work in the porn industry. A documented clean bill of health was mandatory.
“So where are we off to now Big Daddy,” Pam cooed, flirting with Tone through the rearview mirror.
“You girls want to do some shopping,” Tone responded with a smile on his face.
All the girls said yes at the same time with excitement in their voices. Tone knew that neither Pam nor Jennifer had much as far as personal belongings, so he felt that it would be a nice gesture.
“How does the Beverly Center sound?” The Beverly Center was still one of the hottest malls around and although it was expensive, you could still find a good deal here and there.
“I've never been to the Beverly Center,” Pam said with a big smile on her face.
“Neither have I,” Jennifer added teasing Pam.
“Have you ever been to the Beverly Center,” Tone asked Brianna.
“I've been there once a long time ago. I haven't had the luxury of shopping in a while.” Brianna smiled at Tone and squeezed his leg.
When they got to the mall, Tone pulled out a big wad of cash and gave each one of the girls a G each. Jennifer, Pam and Brianna all had tears in their eyes as they accepted the money and Tone could tell that they were sincere. Each one of them gave him
a hug, and kissed him repetitively on the lips. He must have heard thank you a hundred times.
Happy with their purchases of Mac make-up, Donna Karen, they all piled back into the H1 and headed over to the Four Seasons Hotel in Beverly Hills for lunch with Sandra. Sandra had reserved a table in a nice private area of the restaurant and was grinning from ear to ear when she saw Tone. She got up from her chair and walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She gave him a long deep passionate kiss and whispered in his ear, “I missed you baby.”
“I missed you too,” Tone responded, kissing her lightly on the neck and ear. “Brianna, Pam, Jennifer, this is Sandra. These are the friends I was telling you about that I wanted you to meet.”
Sandra extended her hand towards the girls and Tone stepped in pulling them all together. “Fuck the handshakes, let’s get a group hug,” he ordered. He squeezed them all together so that everyone was pressed against each other. Pam and Jennifer weren't use to this kind of affection and they responded by letting out small sobs of joy.
“Nobody's every shown us the kind of love that you've shown us Tone,” Pam whispered.
“I feel like we've found a family,” Jennifer added.
“Tone you are a very caring, loving guy and I feel privileged having met you,” Brianna expressed.
“We're not on any superficial bullshit here, we’re all family. Now let’s order some food,” Tone responded kissing all of the girls on the cheek.
This broke the ice and the women loosened up, dissipating any jealousy or animosity they may have had initially. Tone had them all laughing and joking with one another. Sandra being the more mature and refined of the bunch took charge of the conversation. She pointed out to the various industry players around the room. She put the girls up on game on who was who. Tone just sat back and enjoyed the show while they all dined on shrimp, lobster, steak, and pasta. Champagne and cheesecake rounded it off making for a wonderful meal. The harmony of the women represented the foundational beginnings of things to come. The “Bedroom Gangster” was going to take the sex and money game to another level. Through sex, comes life, and Tone was going to create for himself and his women a position of power. They would enjoy life with no wants or restraints, living everyday like a holiday.
“Oh baby, I got so wrapped up in conversation I forgot to show you the pictures of the house,” Sandra blurted out. She reached into her Channel purse and pulled out a stack of photos of the exquisite mansion. The stunning classic Mediterranean estate showcased panoramic canyon views and a luxurious marble entry way. It leads into a dramatic living room with fluted columns and a grand fireplace. The house had five bedrooms, five baths, a rich wood office, a library, wine cellar, movie room, pool and large upstairs bonus room. The pad was everything Tone was looking for. The master suite featured stunning two hundred and forty degree views, a spa tub, separate showers, sauna and two walk-in closets. Sleeping quarters were fit for a king.
“That’s a fat-ass pad!” Pam shouted.
“You aren’t lying girl. That spot is tight,” Jennifer commented.
“That’s a baller’s house,” Brianna interjected, “Who lives there?”
“We’re all about to be living there if it looks anything like these pictures in person,” Tone stated. He tried to maintain his cool, but was excited by the idea of moving into a place of such magnitude. It was a long way from the hood and a lifelong dream was finally coming to fruition.
“Come on ladies, let’s wrap up this meal and go check out what’s cracking in Bel Air,” Tone snapped with enthusiasm.
The girls were pumped up and ready to roll. They abandoned their plates heading off to the bathroom. Tone dropped some c-notes on the table to cover the meal, but Sandra gave him back his money opted to pay for the bill with her credit card.
“I got it baby. You already do so much. Taking care of them girls and making me feel special. This is my treat.”
“Love, you know we’re a team. We’re in this together.”
“I know,” Sandra voiced, kissing Tone on the lips.
Tone followed Sandra in her Benz through afternoon traffic on Wilshire weaving in and out of lanes. It was a futile attempt to get to the house faster. Although the mansion was a mere twenty minutes from the Four Seasons Hotel, it took them roughly forty-five minutes to arrive at its location.
Hidden behind a stone wall monitored by security cameras, a long
driveway took them up to the entrance of the house. The pictures didn’t do the mansion any justice; in person its appearance was overwhelming.
Before Tone could put the Hummer in park, the girls were jumping out to meet Sandra who was already at the front door. Inside the mansion was immaculate. Italian leather couches, Persian rugs, granite counter tops, Viking kitchen appliances, a four hundred gallon saltwater tank, and plasma screens. All it needed was some inhabitants.
“This cat just left this spot with all these furnishings in it like this? He had to be on one.” Tone stared around in amazement.
“He moved into a bigger place on the beach in Malibu. His motto is to buy new when you move, so he wasn’t really worried about taking a lot of the furniture with him. He only took his personal things with him.”
“Let’s go check out the master suite,” Jennifer voiced, running up the stairs followed by Pam and Brianna.
Tone was about to pursue the girls up the stairs when Sandra suddenly grabbed him by the arm and pulled him onto the couch with her. She quickly undid his belt, pulled down his zipper, and unleashing his dick. Tone reacted by pushing Sandra’s head down towards his erect pleasure pole. Her tongue flicked around the underside of his crown, while her hands squeezed and tickled his balls causing him to jump.
“Hold up. Before we get carried away, take off your clothes,” Tone growled, stripping out of the rest of his attire.
Sandra followed suite tossing her blouse and skirt to the side going right back down on Tone's cock. She didn’t miss a beat, bobbing on his schlong, slurping and slobbering like a cold slut. As Tone thrust his cock forward, he buried it deep in her throat causing her to gag. Withdrawing quickly, he did it again, repeating the same hard thrust, over and over again.
“You like that don’t you bitch!” Tone growled. His balls slapped against her chin each time he thrust further down her throat. Sandra had expressed that she enjoyed being humiliated early on in their relationship, so whenever Tone took charge her pussy got soaking wet.
