Chapter 9, California Girl

The cold water that splashed onto my face pulled me roughly from the realms of sleep.
"Get up," said Theo. I was sitting in the pool topless with my back resting against the wall. Theo was kneeling by the poolside.

"How long have I been out?" I asked. Theo looked at his heavy silver watch.
"About twenty minutes," he said standing up and walking away. In one swift movement I leapt out of the pool. The party had died down: the strippers were gone, the music was quiet and only only a few guests remained. They were all seated around the sofas, where I walked over to them. Snoop was sitting smoking a joint, next to him was Dr Dre doing likewise. On his other side was Mike Tyson, who was laughing at something Kanye West had said, for he was sitting next to him as well. On the opposite sofa Samuel L. Jackson, was drinking some whisky, discussing the taste with Denzel Washington. On Sam's other side was Jay-Z, who was smiling quietly.

"Yo man. Whassup?" Asked Jay-Z.
"Nothin' man. What time is it?" I asked.
"4:20 AM" he smiled. Denzel Washington announced he was leaving, and shook hands with everybody and then left.
"Hey Diz," said Samuel L. Jackson, "How come you such a party animal huh?"
"I am?" I asked incredulously. He laughed in an impossibly cool way.
"Yeah man, you a wild mother fucker. You out-danced Mike over there," he said pointing to Mike Tyson, "You were freestylin' with Flo Rida before he went, then… got down on some strippers and then you grindin' wid Katy Perry. You a fuckin badass, I hope you know that," he and Jay looked at me and laughed. I didn't remember any of that… except free- styling with Flo Rida, that was funny.

"Hey you. Come back to the pool," yelped a woman who had just come into the room. Then she ran forwards and jumped on top of me, straddling my lap. She had a cute, young face and bright red lips. Her black fringe was straight with a tinge of purple, as the rest of it fell past her shoulders. She was in a very tight bikini and had marvellous breasts.
"I'm not done with you yet," she whispered and kissed my mouth, slipping her tongue inside and biting and tugging on my top lip. I sat there awkwardly, having no recollection of this woman. When she pulled back I saw who she was.

"Katy Perry?" I asked. She laughed and jumped off me, pulling me up off the sofa. Samuel L. Jackson walked over to us, and I had to forcibly stop myself bowing in respect.
"I'm goin' Diz. Catch y'all later," he said extending his fist. I bumped it: which felt like being blessed by god. He floated over to the exit.
"Since you guys are the only two white people here, you gonna fuck?" asked a laughing Mike Tyson. Katy nodded, pulling me to the pool and sitting me down, before jumping in herself and pulling down my pants. I had an erection already: what can I say, she's hot. She smiled at me dirtily, before sucking my dick. My cock was underwater, but that didn't seem to bother her. I gasped as her sweet lips crushed my cock, her tongue swirling around. Every ten seconds she came up for air, gasping in a horny way.

"Ok, showtime," she panted when she'd had enough sucking. She slid up my body, her warm, wet skin brushing against me turning my cock further skywards. Her bikini bottoms somehow disappeared, and she sunk herself eargerly down on my cock. I gasped as I slid deeper inside her, till my cock was ¾ of the way in, and she couldn't take any more. Then she rode me with a will that frankly scared me. She bounced up and down, her hands on my shoulders, her eyes staring into mine. She panted with each thrust, and I ogled her bouncing tits.

"Fuck yes… oh fuck yeah baby… oh yeah, mmmmm… fuck… UUUHHH" she squealed as she came, her cum disappearing in the water. Horny, I lifted her off me, leaning her against the side of the pool where I moved to take her doggystyle. I lifted her up slightly when I entered her, making her gasp louder. Then I fucked her. Hard.

"Aoooww" she screamed in pleasure as my cock filled her vagina and rubbed her g spot. Mike Tyson and Dr Dre were pointing and laughing. Kanye walked over and took a photo of Katy's face as I fucked her with his phone.
"OH FUCK YEAH" screamed Katy as she came over my dick again, "Oh your cock's so big." I nodded in agreement, spearing her harder with my cock. I felt her walls clench as I pushed further into her. Then my balls clenched and I leaned back and stared open-mouthed at the ceiling as I released inside her. I stopped thrusting, my senses adjusting back to normal. Katy was panting loudly, using the side of the pool to support herself and her quaking knees. Pulled up my pants and got out of the pool, realising now that I was soaked from head to toe.

Jay-Z had his head in his hands laughing as came and sat back down.
"Man can you believe this guy Snoop?" Said Mike Tyson cackling. Snoop shook his head, also laughing. Dr Dre was curled up into a ball, shaking with laughter, and Kanye West was nowhere to be seen.

"What'd I miss?" I asked. There were more howls of laughter from the guys.
"Fuck Snoop, where'd you find this guy," said Mike, rubbing his awesome tattoo. Snoop shook his head.
"I told you man, he was in an alley beatin' up a pair o niggas," smiled Snoop.
"And he can rap," reminded Dr Dre, "I tell you what man, you gonna fit right in here."

This chapter featured: Dr Dre, Mike Tyson, Kanye West, Samuel L. Jackson, Denzel Washington, Jay-Z and Katy Perry. R & R people…