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Chapter 19 by sammycolt sammycolt

Who’s the person in the bathroom? Who gave her a lift home and ended up in her bathroom?

One-on-One time with big, bad Beezy

„God, you’re a sweet piece of meat!“ Beezy smirked coolly at her, his skin still damp from the shower as he stood in the doorway to the bathroom. His long, black cock dangled between his legs, the cock he had just minutes ago fucked her with in the shower, pressing her face-first against the cold tiled wall as he relentlessly hammered her pussy from behind until he had finally cum all over her butt, only then letting her go.

Jessica squirmed under his gaze. She couldn’t help it. He fucked her good, no doubt about that, but apart from that the intimidating man just scared her. This man was a legit thug, she had no doubt about that, he was the kind of bad boy you didn’t fool around with…

She had not even asked him if he wanted to come with her back to her hotel room, he had much rather informed her about it as his friends had grabbed a few drinks, leaving her sitting forgotten and covered in their cum from head to toe on the floor of the little backstage room. Not even waiting for a reply Beezy had grabbed her arm and roughly pulled her to her still shaky feet, dragging her over to the small bathroom to clean her up as the cum-blinded Jessica struggled to follow.

On the way back to her hotel Beezy had not really talked to her either. After she had told him the name of the hotel and he had typed the info into the rental car’s navigation system he had wordlessly grabbed her by her hair and roughly shoved her face down into his crotch, not even bothering to tell her what to do.

Not daring to protest Jessica had complied to his silent demand and had spent the duration of the ride back with her lips wrapped around his cock, several inches of man-meat stuffed into her wet mouth while all Beezy did to acknowledge her efforts was to spit down insults at her, calling her a bitch and a slut and a number of other demeaning things.

When they had arrived at the hotel Jessica had hoped for Beezy’s discretion, at least until they had reached the privacy of her own room, but it soon became obvious that the man had other plans. As soon as they left the car his big, rough hand had grabbed her butt possessively, his fingers digging into the still sensitive flesh as they entered the hotel. After what he and his friends had done to her bum earlier his grip was almost painful and Jessica felt more than a little humiliated as she was demonstratively objectified, but she still did not speak up. To her shock she felt her pussy beginning to cream inside her pants.

Thankfully at this time of night the lobby was all but empty, but Jessica felt herself blush as she felt the night receptionist, an elder man in his early sixties, follow her with his eyes, an amused glint on his face as Beezy led her to the elevator.

Once in the elevator Jessica had deemed herself safe, but then Beezy had moved to stand right behind her, his hard cock firmly wedged between her buttocks. That alone had not been so bad, even when he had reached around and dipped one hand down the front of her pants to cup and squeeze her bare pussy, but then he had gripped her chin wordlessly with his other hand and had tilted her head upwards and to her shock Jessica had stared right into the lens of a security camera.

“Nooo…” she had moaned as Beezy slipped a finger inside her creamy hole, finally managing to get a word of protest out.

However, not only had he ignored her plea, Beezy even made things worse by a tenfold. “Wanna bet that old motherfucker is watching you right now, slut?” he chuckled, his hand letting go of her chin to wrap around her throat as a petrified Jessica gaped into the camera, “Watching you get fingered right here! Oh, you like that, bitch, huh? Going all creamy down there… How about we make things even better? Flash him your titties, bitch!”

Eyes widening, she had tried to protest, but his hand around her throat had squeezed, only for a second, but it was enough to demonstrate who was in control. With shaking fingers, eyes fixed on the camera like a deer in headlights, she had reached for the neckline of her shirt and stretched it down, exposing her naked breasts to the camera.

“There you go!” Beezy had whispered, his hand leaving her throat to fondle her bare tits before pulling her top back up as they reached the right floor. “Maybe when I’m done with you I’ll make you go back down there and suck him off…”

Biting her lip she had said nothing as Beezy led her, again by her ass, to her room.

Once they were inside it had taken Beezy less than three seconds after slamming the room’s door shut to strip Jessica completely naked, yanking her top up over her head and pulling her tight pants down to the floor before quickly shedding his own clothes.

Taking her by surprise he had then grabbed her and picked her up, causing Jessica to squeal as he threw her over his shoulder, carrying her into the bathroom.

The sex in the shower had been rough, even by this evening’s standards. Jessica had felt like a rag-doll in the black man’s arms as he groped her golden body, his fingers squeezing her tits her cunt and her ass as he liked, making her moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure. When he spun her around he had taken a minute to push her up against the wall and spank her ass harshly, making her cry out in pain. He seemed to relish those cries however, as he only increased to **** of his slaps, quickly reducing the actress to a begging mess with a glowing ass.

He then had impaled her. No gentle, slow start, he had just IMPALED her from behind, her tight, wet cunt stretching around his pole, making Jessica cry out loudly as she was fucked once again this evening. It seemed that now that they were alone, Beezy felt comfortable letting his inner sadist out, roughly slapping her face and **** the beautiful woman as he took her, displaying a primal control over her as he dominated her.

Mashing her cheek against the cold tiles he had made Jessica cum hard twice before he pulled out and shot his load all over her butt. There was no denying that the sex was good. She’d be sore in the morning, probably have some bruises too, but right then she loved it, even without his urging she slid down to her knees after he had blown his load and had cleaned his cunt-sap-covered cock with her tongue, lovingly sucking the last dregs of cum from his shaft.

“Show me your cunt, you nasty whore!” Beezy now growled as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom. He flicked the light switch, flooding the hotel room with light. He wanted to see every last detail as he fucked this slut to pieces!

Hanging around with 50he had had his fair share of groupies, some of them models and even some minor actresses, but this one was different. This one was world famous, an absolute a-lister, and she was all his. 50 would not be happy once he heard that he had stolen Jessica Alba away from him, but right now that did not matter. As the Latina beauty meekly opened her legs for him, a slight blush on her pretty face as she displayed her hairless, swollen mound for him he knew that it was worth it. Nobody would be able to take this away from him. His cock re-hardened slightly.

Jessica stared at him with wide eyes. She could not believe Beezy was getting hard again, she had been sure she had worn him down in the shower, her stamina almost at an end now. She was not sure she could take much more. However, her pussy was still wet, apparently parts of her body weren’t as tired as her mind.

Beezy slowly approached the bed, his hand slowly stroking his cock. He oozed dominance. “Come here!” he ordered.

Quick to comply, Jessica moved up to her knees and shuffled to the edge of the mattress, in front of him, ready to do as he bid. However, it seemed Beezy was not satisfied as he brutally grabbed Jessica’s hair and yanked her forward.

“Dumb whore!” he spat and Jessica cried out as she fell to the floor, landing hard on all fours.

Before she had the had even a chance to compose herself Beezy roughly yanked her upright into a kneeling position in front of him, his grip on her hair painful, but before she even knew what was going on he had bitch-slapped her four times, making her ears ring and her cry out in shock.

“Fucking slut!” he hissed, “Now it’s time someone shows you what it means to get fucked!”

Now what does that mean?

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