by Naomi Niles
“Maybe he just needs a little guidance, you know? I mean, he is kind of young.”
“Well, I’m not his father, so I hope you’re not suggesting that I step in and show him what he should have known already.”
“No, I’m not.” She paused, “OK, well, maybe I am a little bit. He doesn’t even know the basics. Hold the door for her, pull out her chair, you know? That is basic. He should at least know the basic things.”
“You forgot one thing,” I said, stepping closer to her, “one thing I do without disappointment.”
She laughed and put her hand onto my chest. I could tell she allowed it to linger more than she wanted to. She glanced at her bare fingers, and upon realizing that she had left it there for much too long, she quickly removed it. “Oh,” she said, picking up her spot on the script, “here you go with that again. Babe, why do you always have to take it there when we aren’t even talking about anything remotely close to the topic.”
She turned away, but I gently grabbed her hand and pulled her back to me. “Oh, it is remotely close.” I put my hand on the small of her back. “And you know you can’t deny it. The way you moan when I spread your legs–”
“Babe!” she said with an embarrassed smile, as if we were standing in front of a room of people. “Come on now, don’t start. We have to be there in an hour, and I am still not done getting ready.”
“–to the back of your head. How your thighs twitch as I rub against your clit with my finger.”
“Babe–” she said as if she were out of breath. I slid my hand up her dress slowly, just as the script called for. She tensed up and squeezed my arm with her hand, leading me to stop. “No,” she said as she took a deep breath, “just go. Just keep going. I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?”
She slapped me on my arm, “Don’t fuckin’ ruin the moment. Just keep going. I said I would be fine.”
She propped her leg onto the table; her long high heel clicked on the surface as soon as she put her foot down. I walked my hand up her thigh until it met the outside of her panties. I stroked her. Her underwear was moist in the front as she exhaled softly, as if she were preparing for what was to come next. Her eyes closed as I pushed her panties to the side and slipped my finger slowly into her vagina. She gripped my biceps as I flexed and pulled her closer with my finger still dancing inside of her box. She dipped her head back, exposing her neck as I leaned forward and slid my tongue onto her flesh. The script didn’t say how to go about the sexual scene; it just called for a sexual scene. How it went down was up to the director, but right now, it was up to us.
Chapter Fourteen
Hannah
I didn’t know what I was doing, but it all seemed like it was supposed to happen. I stood with my leg propped up on the table as he slid his finger inside of me. For so long, it had been my finger dancing around inside of me, stroking my clitoris until I brought myself to orgasm with my legs spread open and a towel over my body. But now, there was a foreign object doing the walking. A long, manly finger stroking my pleasure spot as I tilted my head back. It’s all for the movie, I thought to myself as I closed my eyes, but before long, I had forgotten the reason I’d come by in the first place.
His tongue slithered across my flesh and left a trail of saliva that cooled when the soft breeze from the ceiling fan made contact with it. He pushed his finger deeper into my vagina as I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my tits against his chest. Suddenly, he lifted me onto his waist like I was a rag doll as I wrapped my legs around him like a boa constrictor. I leaned in and connected my lips with his as he walked to the couch and gently laid me on the cushion, mounting me like a lion ready to devour his prey. I wanted him to. As my heartbeat picked up, I wanted him to swallow me whole and leave nothing left. He pulled his shirt off his body, exposing his tattooed chest. I placed my hands on his pecs, then slid down to his abs. His stomach was sculpted like an ice tray, and my fingers rippled as I went over each section.
“Are you sure?” he asked as he kneeled over me.
I reached for his neck and pulled him down. I went to feel his tongue search the depths of my mouth like a miner. His stubbly beard brushed against my cheek as he turned his head sideways and pushed his tongue into my mouth. I could feel him unhinging my shirt from the back, unsnapping buttons patiently until he couldn’t wait anymore. He ripped my shirt open from the back as I heard the buttons snap off, but I didn’t care. It was just a shirt, and it could be replaced easily, but right now, the passion outweighed anything else that floated through my mind.
He slid between my legs with his pants still on, grinding on top of me as he wrestled my breasts free from their lace prison. He exposed my pink, erect nipples and quickly slipped his mouth around them like he was feeding. The tingling sensation shot through my senses and caused my vagina to pulsate as it continued to lubricate my walls and dampen my panties. With his other hand, he felt his way back into my vagina as I gasped and dug my nails into his back. He hadn’t put his penis inside of me yet, but I felt I was already on the verge of cumming. He wandered around until he found my clit once again, stroking it delicately as if he could break it.
A rush shot from between my legs like a tycoon as I moaned, “Yes, I’m about… to cum… I’m about to cum!” He picked up his pace, stroking his finger back and forth across my clit as he stuck his tongue back into my mouth. I pulled his body closer to mine, using my nails like claws to make sure he didn’t move an inch from his position. I moved my mouth away from his. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Suddenly, he pushed his body away from mine, disregarding the force I used to drive my nails into his back. My legs twitched as he moved his head down below my waist and replaced his finger with his tongue.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I dug my nails into the cushions of his couch. He flattened his tongue and licked my lips like an ice cream cone, then slid to my clit and stroked it with his tongue like a snake. “Shit!” I yelled as my vagina erupted into his mouth like a wet, sulfuric volcano. He kept his mouth there and held my legs in place to keep me from moving away from him. I tried. I pushed against the cushions on the couch, but his grip was too strong. I tried to move my legs off his shoulders, but he tightened his muscles around my thighs, and at that moment, I was locked. My vagina pulsated as he slowed the strokes of his tongue down like the calming storms of a tornado. I leaned my head back onto the couch as my chest moved up and down, trying to catch my breath.
I heard papers rustle below me as my eyes were closed. Suddenly, he stood up, and moments later, I felt a long, stiff dick sliding into me. My mouth opened, wanting to scream out in ecstasy, but not able to find the words to release. He drove his penis inside of me as he pushed my legs back to a V-shape, just beyond my head. My tits bounced up and down as he rammed his dick inside. His hard body was pressed against mine as a pleasuring amount of pain erupted from my body. He leaned down and wrapped his mouth around my breasts, nibbling on my nipples like they were snacks. “Shit!” he yelled out as sweat dripped from his brow. “Fuck!”
Just then, he pulled out and flipped me over onto my stomach. He pressed his hand into the back of my head and buried my face down into the pillow as he stuck his dick back inside of me. With his other hand, he smacked my ass. I yelled mercilessly into the pillow, my voice muffled by the soft cotton that filled its insides. “Yes!” I yelled as my face was buried. I felt another wave ready to shoot from my vagina as his dick found its way around to every spot that I couldn’t reach with my fingers. “Fucking yes! You fuck that shit!”
It hurt, but the pleasure outweighed the pain. “I’m cumming again,” I yelled as I lifted my head from the pillow. My face scrunched up as I bit my lip and grabbed hold of the pillows beside me. Seconds later, I creamed onto his dick as my heart nearly jumped from my chest. I fixed my mouth to utter ecstasy, but nothing came out. Silent screams of pleasure filled the room as I heard a snap behind me. He moaned out loud, and moments later, I felt his warm cum dripp
ing on my backside.
“Fuck! Fuck!” he yelled as he continued stroking himself. He grunted as I lifted my ass closer to him and rubbed it against his balls as he squeezed the rest of his cum onto me. As he calmed down, I laid flat on his couch with my head resting on the pillow. It had been a long time since I’d let anybody inside of me and it wasn’t until now that I realized how right Carrie was. She would always tell me that I needed to let somebody fuck me so I could loosen up, and right now, I felt as loose as I had been in a long time. Ezra sat down at the other end of the couch. His heavy breathing filled the silence in the room.
“Are you all right back there?” I asked, laying peacefully on his couch.
“I’m... good,” he said, out of breath, as I chuckled to myself.
I was comfortable doing this alone with him, but as I thought about how things would be once the cameras were on, I cringed. I felt that everything would change as soon as the lights turned on and the director yelled, “Action!” I didn’t know how I was going to make it through that moment whenever it arrived.
Chapter Fifteen
Ezra
“Tanya, I’ll be there to get the boys in about 45 minutes. Can you make sure they are ready?”
She hesitated. “Um, we have plans today, Ezra.”
I bridled my anger for the time being. She always tried to pull some shit like this at the last minute and come up with some dumb ass reason as to why they couldn’t come with me. I knew she was just trying to get a reaction out of me, but even with that, I still fell for it more times than not. “Then reschedule. You know that this is my weekend to get them, so I don’t know why you scheduled something with them now.”
“Because, Ezra, this is the only time I could get it done.”
“Well, too fucking bad, Tanya. I’m not about to miss out on my weekend with them. I already don’t see them enough as is, so if you think I’m going to let this slide, you are fucking dumber than I thought you were.”
She paused. “Why the fuck do you have to be so rude?”
“I’m not wearing any Roll-aid today, so you are shit out of luck.”
“Whatever, Ezra. You are such a fucking punk.”
“Yeah, thanks, it’s one of my best qualities. Just have my boys ready within the next hour and don’t try to pull any bullshit at the last minute, either.”
A dial tone replaced her response as I drove around the city in my car. A few days had passed since I had sex with Hannah and I thought things would be a little awkward after that fact, but I was wrong. We both went on like everything was normal between us, and in fact, she seemed to loosen up more than she did before it happened. From what I could tell, our chemistry had strengthened through that sexual encounter, and I figured that it wouldn’t do anything but help our chemistry on set once the time came for us to begin shooting. I laughed to myself when I thought about Jeff’s reaction after I told him that I slept with Hannah.
“I knew it! I knew it, you fucking animal! You couldn’t make it one week without fucking the girl, huh?”
“I wasn’t expecting it to go down like that, man. It just kind of happened. To make things even more confusing, she came off as the aggressive one. I think she wanted it, bro.”
“You think she wanted it?” he laughed. “Yeah, that’s what all the narcissistic men say when it comes to that. ‘I think she wanted it, bro.'”
I laughed, “Nah, seriously. She came onto me. We were going over a sexual scene–”
“I bet you picked it out.”
“No, she did, actually. She picked it out, and one thing led to another. Before I knew it, I came on her back in the front room. Shit. It all happened so fast, but it was worth it, though.”
“We will see,” he said as he started his reps at the gym.
Just then, a car blew its horn from behind me, urging me to cross the intersection beneath the green light. Jeff was a little pessimistic about how our relationship would go now that we had crossed the sexual lines with each other. He wasn’t one to mix business with pleasure because he said there was a fine line that shouldn’t be crossed. I didn’t think there was anything bad about it, though. I mean, if we did happen to make something more of our relationship, I didn’t think it would hurt. At the same time, if we started bumping heads or one of us didn’t feel the same way about the other, then I understood how it could throw a wrench into everything.
We were adults, though, and that was the bottom line. If there was a problem that came up between us, I didn’t have any doubt in my mind that we would be able to come to a logical understanding as adults and keep our business relationship going. Honestly, I didn’t see anything that would drive a wedge between us. It seemed like we were headed down a path that would make both of our lives better, and hopefully, we would be together when it happened.
I showed up outside of Tanya’s house nearly 30 minutes later. I blew my horn twice to let her know I was outside because I hated going in to talk to her. She always dragged on and created some bullshit that ended up taking away my time with the boys. I waited for a few minutes, peeking back at the door to see if anybody was coming outside. Come on, Tanya, I said to myself as the engine purred. After a few more minutes had passed, I slammed my hand on the steering wheel and took the keys out of the ignition. I walked down the short pathway to her front door and knocked with the base of my hand like I was the police.
She quickly opened the door, “Ezra!? Why the fuck are you banging on the door like a fuckin’ mad man?”
“Because that is exactly what I am. I blew the horn four times. What the fuck? I don’t have time for your bullshit today, Tanya. Where are the boys?”
“Just calm down,” she said as she opened the door. She wore skin-tight denim shorts that stopped just below her butt cheeks. Up top, she boasted a sports bra that showed off her stomach, which was as flat as a table top. Her breasts were voluminous, and her curly hair flowed down just beyond her shoulders. As much as I hated her, I couldn’t erase the fact that she was fine as hell. “There are in the back asleep.”
“Asleep? You didn’t tell them I was coming?”
“I did, Ezra. I told them, but they have been up since 7 this morning, so they were tired. I told them to go wait in their rooms, and before I knew it, they were asleep.” She closed the door behind me as I stood in the hallway.
“All right. Well, go get them. Tell them I am here.”
She folded her arms just beneath her breasts, propping them up a bit on her forearm. They didn’t need any assistance, though. They were large enough already. “So,” she said as she sucked her teeth. “I heard you landed a role in some freaky-ass movie. Is that true?”
I rolled my eyes, “Look, I’m just here to get the boys, all right?” I pointed down the hallway to their room, “they are back there, right?”
She quickly cut me off as I started down the hallway, “Hold on. I am just talking to you, all right? That’s it. I mean, this is big news because I hear the movie is major. Satin Sheets? That’s the book it is based on, right?” I tried to ease by her, but my arm brushed against her tit. Lustful images of her breasts bouncing up and down as she rode on top of me floated around in my mind. “Right, Ezra?”
“Yeah.”
“Um-hm,” she looked to the side at an imaginary spot on her white wall. “So, I’m guessing you are fucking some chick in the movie too, huh?”
I laughed and forced my way past her and into the boys’ room. I knocked on the door, as it was already open. “Boys? Come on; Daddy’s here. Are yall ready to go?”
Nolan was the first one to pop his head up. “Daddy!” His bright blue eyes lit up the room as he ran towards me in a daze of sleep, barely able to keep his balance before he fell into my arms.
I kissed him on the top of his head. “Hey, buddy! Daddy missed you!”
“I missed you too, Daddy!”
I reached into their toy chest, grabbed a plush football, and threw a laser at Tanner’s head. It bounced off of him and fell to th
e floor as he yelled, “Stop it, Nolan! I’ma tell Mom!”
“Nolan didn’t do that,” I said as he slowly opened his eyes. He glanced around the room as if he were seeing the world for the first time before he rubbed his eyes.
“Hey, Dad!” he said as he sat up on his mattress and dropped to the floor. He ran into my arms, knocking Nolan out of the way in the process.
“Man, I missed you two! Do yall have your bags?”
“Yes,” they said as they ran to the corner of the room to grab their things.
As they sprinted past their mother, she snapped, “Hold on, hold on! You two are just going to run out of here without telling me bye?!” They stopped in their tracks and walked back to her as she hugged and kissed them on their foreheads. She was a good mother, and I couldn’t deny that fact, even if I wanted to. After she had released them, they ran towards the door, and in the blink of an eye, they were outside waiting by my car. I followed their path down the hallway as Tanya grabbed my arm, “Um, so about this movie,” she said, leaning against the wall. “Can I get the specifics?”
“Specifics?” I laughed. “Yeah. I will specifically tell you to mind your own business.”
“Can you for once not be an ass?”
“You know what, I tried that but then I met you, and it seems like everything just kinda… changed.”
She rolled her eyes and put her hand on the door knob. It nearly hit me in the ass as I walked outside. “Well, boys! What do you guys want to do today?”
“Can we go to LEGOLAND? Mom already said that you were going to take us. She said that before you got here.”
I laughed as I opened their door. She always found a way to make me spend more money than I wanted to. LEGOLAND was like the Disney World of this area. They loved to go, but I spent almost 100 dollars every time because of all the things they wanted to do and buy while they were there. “Yeah, I guess so,” I said as they piled into the car. I figured that money wouldn’t be as tight anymore, especially with the income I’d be receiving from my role in this upcoming movie. I’d have Tanya crawling back to me if I wanted. I closed the door and looked towards her house. I could tell she was peering at me from the corner of her front room window because the curtain was pulled back just a bit on the side.
