Chapter 33

Logan Nash was talking to his older sister, Lila.

"You see that? That's not love. That is wanting what you can't have. That's called stalking." Lila said, watching the surveillance of Ashley masturbating in her dorm, while knowing Logan is watching, getting turned on.

"Lila... you don't know how she makes me feel."

"Well please, enlighten me." Lila said.

"From the first time I saw her, I wanted her. God, she was sexy... body like a porn star, pretty, and smart as hell." Logan said, with an erection looking at her.

"You do know there's more to it than sex?"

"Yeah... I'm not stupid." Logan retorted.

"Damn, could've fooled me."

"The problem is that bitch ass boyfriend. I can do better than that. I can fuck the life out of her and appreciate her. When I can tell she ain't getting dicked down right..." Logan said.

"Logan... I'm speechless. That porn is so going to your head..."

(Intro plays)

Meanwhile in San Diego, Rebecca Knight was talking about her "plan" to Coco.

"So... we don't want to spring it on him yet. He might know already. So... I have a plan." Becky said.

"Really?" Coco said back.

"Really. So, after a few days... you know regular shifts, dancing, pussy popping, what have you... me, you, and Jessica will use what God gave us to out Maxwell Avery Davidson. Especially since I know who the silent partner is."

"Yeah, he never told us who it was to us." Coco said.

"Yeah, because I know him. It's his brother in law. He married me and my husband." Becky said.

"Wait, you're married? And your man's cool with this?" Coco said. "Wow..."

"Well, after all... I did cheat before we were married. And he did see me up here." Becky said.

"Yeah. Wait, you were the chick popping ass? Jessica told me about it."

"Really?" She said.

"Yeah, she did." Coco said.

"You know, you remind me so much of someone back home... pretty, curvy, and... turn around for me..." Becky said. Coco smiled, and turned around, showing off her big ass.

"Andddd a fat ass." Becky said, smacking it. "Damn girl."

Meanwhile, back in Houston... in the home of Tami Morris...

Tami had a cam show currently in progress. She was currently having sex with Chauncey Chancellor. Tami noticed a recurring theme in her streams. Chauncey was also well-endowed as well as the twins who she also fucked. Tami, with her plump luscious lips took in his volcanic erection, deep throating it. Tips kept rolling in as her toy vibrated inside her womanhood.

"Ugh! Ugh! You like it when I suck your big dick?" Tami spit on it, jerking on it.

"Yeah. Yeah. Keep sucking on it. You a nasty bitch, ain't you? Yeah." Chauncey groaned. He slapped her oh so volumptous ass.

"Ugh! Yes, daddy! Fuck me, daddy! Fuck me!"

She lowered her shorts. She had no panties on. All of her audience saw her soaking wet womanhood she nicknamed Rose. She switched positions. Her face was facing the camera. Chauncey entered himself from behind.

"You like this pussy? You like my Rose? I bet you love Mama's big juicy ass, do you?" She said, teasing her ass by bending over and popping her ass cheeks on camera while Chauncey spanked it. As Chauncey lustfully penetrated Tami with more and more speed, more and more tips came flooding in as she started to finger herself, rubbing the treasure between her legs voraciously. Until, a big tip from a person came in. Another one came in. A third came in. She moaned to the point where she was almost screaming. She tried to hold herself back to no avail. Her body almost went limp as she orgasmed.

"Thank you..." She said breathlessly as she tasted all of her juices slowly. Chauncey was still penetrating her slowly and deeply. He whispered in Tami's ear...

"I'm coming. I'm coming."

Tami then smiled and said to the camera...

"You wanna see Mama take a nut? Hmmm? Hmmm?"

Tami got another big tip before finally jerking off Chauncey. Her tongue was out, ready for his seed. A few seconds later...

"Oh God... UGHHHHHHHH. Goddamn, you're sexy as fuck! Damn!" Chauncey said. His seed shot all over her face and chest. She licked her lips tasting said seed. She giggled while wiping her chest.

"I get that a lot."

Meanwhile, on campus... Devon Thornton was laying down with Jenna James after a torrid love making session. Jenna's head was resting on his chest, smiling.

"What's that smile for?" Devon said.

"Can I keep it real for a second?" Jenna said.

"What is it?"

"It's been wayyyyy too long since I've gotten any. I needed to be slutted out. Way too long." She said.

"Slutted out? I thought you weren't that kind of chick..."

"Every woman is. We're like treasures. Some are WAY easier to discover than others... you know." Jenna said.

"That's an analogy. But now I have an issue." Devon said.

"What?"

"Justin. I don't want to hurt him."

"Do you two have a label, per se?" Jenna said.

"Not really..." Devon said.

"Then what's the problem? We're not exactly serious either."

"Well, damn, Jenna James. Tell me how you really feel, girl!" Devon said, laughing.

"But for real... thanks. Call me later, Chosen One?"

"Yup." Devon said, while putting on his clothes. "Later..."

"See you."

He exited the house. Soon after, he got a text from Justin Lupin. It simply read:

"Where u at?"

Meanwhile, on another side of Houston, Texas... Logan and Lila Nash were still talking.

"What does porn have to do with this?" Logan said.

"Logan, what you are describing with you and Ashley is infatuation... you've been watching porn since you were fucking 11. I could hear you jerking off..."

"Again, what does that have to do with this shit?" Logan said.

"It ain't real, Logan. You can't just get in a woman's pants like that." She said, snapping her fingers.

"Well... it's happened before... she was cool too. After we all fucked her, you know... she took a liking to us."

"Wait, wait, wait... what? I'm sure I will regret asking but..."

"Ok, without getting graphic too much: We saw a cute chick at a football game. She was drunk." Logan started.

"Oh no..."

"No, we didn't do that. She straight up asked us. Her boyfriend (now husband) accused her of cheating, being a slut, etc. So... she got mad. She asked us to fuck her." Logan said. "So, obviously, we did."

"I have no words. None..."

Meanwhile, at the home of Tami Morris, Chauncey was in the shower while Tami was fixing herself up after the stream. Her cell phone vibrated twice. She had three messages. One from JD, her ex. She rolled her eyes. The other was from Trevon, her loving nephew. The third was from Caleb. Chauncey yelled out from the shower...

"Wanna shower with me? The water is fine, you know! Just like you..."

"I'll be there in a minute." She read each message. JD's message read:

"That youngun don't know what to do with all that. He don't got it like me."

Tami laughed and simply replied:

"Negro, please." With a laughing emoji. She then read Trevon's message.

"Hey, auntie. Got my cousins. On our way. You finished?"

She smiled again, and replied...

"Thanks. And yes, I'm done," She said with an emoji with a tongue out.

Her third message was Caleb, with this message:

"Hey, Miss Tami... hoped you liked my donations..." Caleb did a winking emoji. Tami typed back...

"Awww, thanks!"

"Chauncey, Mama's coming! But you know Trevon is coming home, so we gotta make shit quick!" Tami said.

"That ain't no problem! Ain't no problem!" Chauncey said, as Tami sashayed in the shower.

"Good. Good. Ready for another round, baby?"

"Hell yeah." Chauncey softly said.

Meanwhile, on campus, Devon Thornton was talking to Justin Lupin via FaceTime.

"Hey, Devon." Justin said. "Where were you at?"

"I got to get something off my chest." Devon asked.

"What is it?" Justin started before he got interrupted.

"Justin. I wanted to ask... even though we kissed and made out... got all hot and heavy... there was no official label to this, right?" Devon said.

"You met a girl, did you?" Justin said.

"Yeah."

"Who is it?" Justin asked.

"Jenna. Jenna James."

"Oh, I know that name." Justin said. "Ohhhhh, she was one of the women that..."

"Yup."

"Let me ask you this: Did you fuck?"

"Damn, bro. Yeah, it happened." Devon said.

"Hmm, didn't know she was like that. She's cute though. Like you. Cute couple." Justin said.

"Who said we were a couple? I'm not trying to one night her, but I'm not sure I'm ready for another girlfriend yet after my screwups..." Devon said.

"Then don't screw up."

Devon smiled.

"Sounds easy."

"I'm always here for you, sweetie. Always." Justin said, smiling.

Meanwhile, in San Diego... Becky was talking to Jonathan Gibson who had a man with him.

"I just want to apologize about him. He does stupid shit drunk..." Jonathan said.

"I'm not mad at you." She said.

"Really? Because one of my teammates wants a dance from you." Jonathan said. Becky gave him a look. "Come on, I'm trying to help you out here."

"Really? You are?"

"Really. The name's Alejandro. I got the cash... I mean..." The man by Jonathan said.

Becky tilted her head.

"Oh?" She said. "Hey, Jess! We got one!"

"Hey, cutie... wanna have some fun?" Jessica said, flirtatiously.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Becky said whispering.

"Hell yeah..."

The two ladies began caressing each other's curves.

"Well, have fun!" Jonathan said. "This is for you two..." He said, handing a wad of money to Becky.

"Night, Jon!"

"Night, ladies." Jonathan said, waving.