CRISSY Part Two

After the night with Hollywood the next day seemed to drag by. As soon
as I got back to my room, I quickly stripped. Falling back onto my
bed, I slowly masturbated, my mind still reeling from last night. I'd
actually sucked cock, not only that, but I liked it, I liked it a lot,
and wanted to do it again, and again.. Soon spurts of cream spurted
out onto my belly. Reaching down, I scooped it up and licked it off my
fingers, yummy. I went and took a hot bath, shaving my legs smooth.
Putting on bra and panties, I did my nails, and combed out my hair. As
I dressed I wondered if Hollywood was home. I finished dressing. I
grabbed my purse, checking to make sure I had everything I needed.
Walking down the hall, in my short skirt, my ass swaying as I moved, I
felt so sexy. I knocked on the door, and it quickly opened. I
practically threw myself into his arms. My head tilted back as he
leaned down kissing me passionately, his hands squeezing my bottom.
Closing the door behind me, I made my way to the couch. "I have
something for you" Hollywood said as he handed me a large shopping
bag. Looking inside I took out an orange mini skirt, a pair of hot
pink shorts, a blue halter, a red tube top, two bras, one red, one
black, and three pairs of panties. I hugged Him, "oh thank you, I
don't have as many clothes as I'd like." "Now I can dress up really
sexy for you." "Ain't nothin' to it" he said as he pulled out a bag of
pot and started rolling a joint.

Resisting the temptation to strip down and put on a fashion show, I
tried to relax. He lit the joint, passed it to me, got up and went to
the kitchen. I took a couple tokes from the joint, as Hollywood handed
me a glass of Pink Champale. I took a sip from the glass, as he sat
next to me. He pulled me close, we kissed. I reached down, rubbing the
bulge in his pants. "Girl, you're something else, we gonna have lot's
of fun." Pushing my head down I unbuckled his pants as I slid to my
knees. Taking out his cock, I planted little kisses all over it,
licking the shaft before sliding him into my mouth. Looking up at him,
my lips wrapped around his stiff black cock, I took as much as I
could, then eased my lips up his shaft. His hard reached back, guiding
my actions, pushing deeper into my mouth. Working up and down his
thick prick, I was soon rewarded with hot spurts of his creamy cum.
Looking up at him, swallowing his load, he smiled back at me. "You're
turning into a little cum slut ain't you Crissy?" "I love doing it,
ever since last night it's all I think about." I crawled back onto the
couch, snuggling up to him.

Hollywood rolled another joint as I drank down my glass of Pink
Champale. He lit the joint, took a couple tokes and handed it to me. I
took a couple tokes, inhaling deeply. I began rubbing his dick again,
I wanted more. "You keep that up you're gonna end up getting fucked."
A little shiver went through me, "I don't think I'm ready for that."
He smiled, and handed the joint back to me, then got up and brought me
another glass of Champale. We snuggled for awhile, smoking two more
joints, kissing passionately. I was playing with his stiff cock,
wondering if it would fit in me, wondering how much it would hurt.
Knowing, deep down, I really wanted it.

It was like Hollywood could read my thought, he stood, took me by the
hand, leading me towards his bedroom. I mumbled a meek little protest,
but he just pushed me onto his bed, covering me with kisses. His hand
slowly moved up my thigh, his fingers flicking against the crotch of
my panties, each tough sending little shivers through me. "I think
you're ready" he announced. He pushed up my skirt, slowly sliding my
panties down my legs. He grasped my little cock in his hand, giving it
a few playful tugs. He then straddled my face, his big black cock
quivering in front of my mouth. I sucked him deeply, taking him in as
deeply as I could. He pulled out, turning me over onto my tummy.
Reaching to his nightstand, he took out a container of vasoline. He
dipped a finger in, and slowly slid it into my bottom hole. I softly
moaned, pushing back as he slid it in and out. He crawled in between
my legs, positioned himself, and started pushing his dick into me.

I let out a little scream, biting my lip as the pain washed over me.
"Just relax Crissy, it'll be easier that way" as I started to pull
away from him. He clamped his hands firmly onto me as he continued
pushing into me. Tears welled up in my eyes as the pain was almost
overwhelming. He was a lot bigger then my little vibe, but I wanted to
please him. Soon he was al the way in, just letting it throb in me.
Then slowly, he eased in and out a couple times, before slamming it
into me, I screamed, and he pumped his dick steadily in and out. He
varied his tempo, slowing down, fucking me slowly, then pounding it
into me harder and harder. I was wimpering,
"f-f-f-uck-m-m-m-eeeeeeeeeee" Finally he slammed it all the way in and
spurted his cum deep into me. He pulled out his spent cock, and rolled
off of me, breathing heavily. I just laid there, his cum leaking from
my bottom. I liked it, "Oh Hollywood, that was wonderful." He looked
over at me, saying "you're a natural, it'll get better the more you do
it.

After cleaning up, we spent a wonderful night together. Before I left
in the morning, I gave him a nice blowjob. He told me we were going
out on a date tonight, so I should get myself ready about 9 o'clock.