In the Knights' bedroom, Larry and Rebecca Knight were in the height of love making while getting material for her Onlyfans. Rebecca softly moaned as her loving husband inserted his very well endowed erection in her beautiful tight treasure.
"Ugh. Oh. Oh, shit. Oh fuck. Oh, papi..." She moaned as she impressively held the camera, on herself focusing on herself and her body.. "Fuck me, papi. Ohhh!" Her voice rose an octave as Larry grabbed her thighs. He went faster. Her B-Cup breasts began to hop in syncopation as Larry grabbed them in lust.
"Mmm. Yeah. Yeah. Fuck. Fuck, you're so sexy..." He said lustfully. He slowed down and pulled out momentarily as she giggled. The phone was focused on her wetness. Rebecca licked her hand, reached for his well endowed weapon and stuck it back into her, biting her lip in the process. Larry resumed his strokes with love.
"Come inside me, babe. I want you..." She softly said.
Larry began to kiss her passionately while stroking her slowly and deeply. Before long...
"Ugh! Oh God! I'm coming, baby. I'm coming! Ughhhhhh..." Larry granted his wife's wish, orgasming inside her. He pulled out and examined his cream pie like a work of art. "You got that?"
She tasted Larry's juices and nodded. Rebecca then got a text from Jessica. The text said:
"Heyyy girl." With a peach emoji.
"I gotta go. Got to take care of something." Larry said.
"What? Take care of what?" Rebecca said.
"Won't take long. Don't worry about it, babe. I'll be back." Larry kissed his wife on the cheek and began to put his clothes on.
Rebecca, meanwhile, texted back...
"Hey, girl. What's up?"
She turned on the camera again on her phone and posed nude a few times. She posted a few photos with the caption:
Just got nasty with hubby... vid coming soon. Get your dicks ready!
She smiled as she made that post.
"Mmm, they're going to love this..."
(Intro plays)
Meanwhile in Houston, Wes, Brooke, and Megan were still talking.
"You really thought we wouldn't know? Really?" Brooke said incredulously.
"Girl, you know men, thinking with their dicks instead of their head..." Megan said.
"By the way, they call me a genius at that..."
"Ok, so how'd y'all know?" Wes asked.
"Jezebel." They both said in unison.
"I knew it. I knew that those tits were demons."
"What about THESE?" Megan cupped her C-cup size breasts.
"And these? Hmm?" Brooke took off her top. Wes noticed that hers were slightly smaller than Megan's, but still impressive to him. "You like them, huh?"
"Mmm. You ain't lying... damn." Wes said, licking his lips.
"Down, boy." Brooke said.
"Well... there IS one way to solve all of this." Megan said.
"What?"
"This."
Both Megan and Brooke got close to Wes and whispered
"Go fuck yourself."
"Get out."
They got off the bed and put their clothes on.
Meanwhile across the country, in San Diego, Larry went to the strip club Rebecca worked at. Coincidentally Solomon Jones was there.
"Solomon, I don't have time for this. Where's your brother in law?" Larry said with a look of death on his face.
"Larry. Larry..." Solomon said.
"Where the fuck is he?"
"Can I help you?" Maxwell said. With him was Jonathan Gibson. "You must be Rebecca's husband. Lucky man. VERY lucky man. Pretty and smart..."
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't knock your teeth down your damn throat. One." Larry Knight said.
"Larry... bro... I'm here for the same reason you are."
"Jon, my wife could have gotten..." Larry said.
"I know. I was there."
"I was trying to get more info on that party. Is that reason good enough?" Maxwell said. "Anyway, continue, Mr. Gibson."
Larry and Solomon looked at Jonathan as he began to explain.
"So, I was there with my teammates after workouts. I didn't want to go in the first place. Alejandro told us that he hired some girls. I didn't know he meant strippers. I'm married. I'm not going to touch anyone. So..." Jonathan said.
"Yeah, he wouldn't do that. You, however..." Larry said.
"Mr. Knight, I gotta say..."
"Max. Can I talk to him for a sec?" Jessica said, walking in. Max looked at Jessica then motioned to go ahead.
"Larry, right? You're Becky's man, I presume?"
"Yes ma'am." Larry answered.
"Cute. In a little nerdy way."
"Thank you... since you know me..." Larry began.
"You want to know what happened that night?"
All of a sudden, this happened:
"Jessie? Larry?" Becky asked.
"Oh, what's up?" Jessica greeted. "I was telling this hubby of yours what happened."
Meanwhile, at The Paw, Wes Gray was at the bar.
"What can I get you?" Jezebel asked.
"A sprite. And can I ask you something?" Wes asked.
"What is it?"
"Why? Why'd you have to tell? Why?" Wes asked, while she was getting the drink.
"Isn't it obvious? Two timing? Really? Really, Wes?" Jezebel said.
"You know how I am."
"A dog?" Jezebel asked.
"Dammit. I meant... you know what I meant." Wes said.
"Look, I'm going to try to help you with this situation. Brooke may not be happy with me after this but I'm going to keep it real with this." Jezebel said.
"What is it?" Wes asked.
"If you have two quarterbacks, you really have none."
"Uhhhh..." Wes started.
"I know. Wrong sport. But it works, don't it?" Jezebel said, with a smile.
Minutes later, the door opened. A pretty ebony skinned woman sashayed in. Immediately, Wes looked at her.
"Well, that didn't take long. What can I get you, sweetie?"
She ordered, then sat next to Wes.
"Is this seat taken?" The woman said.
"No, go ahead." Wes said.
Jezebel gave Wes a look toward the gorgeous lady sitting next to him.
"So... um..." Wes said.
"If you're thinking of a pickup line..."
"Nope. Absolutely not. I just need a little advice, you know." Wes said.
"What is it?"
"Well, I have a bit of a woman problem... and um..." Wes said. Jezebel held in a giggle.
"Let me guess... you cheated."
"Damn, you're good." Wes said to himself.
"Two timed?"
"Oh my sweet Jesus..." Wes said.
"Let's just say I have been through that... multiple times. Look, you're young, dumb, and full of... you know."
"Ain't that the truth." Jezebel said.
"Anyway, you like this young lady?"
"Yeah, of course I do." Wes said. "She was fine as hell... and had a body that was unbelievable."
"What about the other one?"
"She was cute... had a nice ass... had a cute and bubbly personality, too. She works here, actually." Wes said.
"Hmm, interesting. Another question: purely hypothetical, which one of the two would you pick? The one with the body or the one with the personality?"
"Hmm..." Wes thought of his answer for awhile. "What's the point? They both dumped my ass."
She sighed and said:
"My name is Liz by the way."
"Wes. Wesley Gray. Nice to meet you."
"Likewise. But you got a lot to learn, young one. Call me." Liz said, after leaving her number in his phone. She finished her drink, paid Jezebel, and sashayed out the door.
"Damn." Wes reacted.
"Damn, indeed. She's hot." Jezebel said, looking at her walking away.
Meanwhile, in San Diego, Rebecca, Jessica, Jonathan, and Larry were talking.
"So what happened?"
"So, when we arrived with Solomon and Lance, we introduced ourselves to Alejandro. We started dancing together. Which reminds me, your teammates are horny as fuck."
"Don't remind me. You danced on me too..." Jonathan said.
"It was a little bit. It was nothing. Jazz got most of the attention. She's the best dancer out of all of us. Then we danced for Alejandro..."
"He didn't go too far, did he?" Jonathan said.
"He didn't. Not at all."
"After that happened, all of a sudden, Lance was getting us all out along with Solomon. She was crying, saying that she got raped. Coco... I mean, Cameron is out the game now."
"Oh damn. That's fucked up."
"Comes with the territory, sadly. Becky got the hell out luckily." Jessica said. "She's good people. She said I remind her of someone."
"I think I know who..." Larry smiled. "Hey... Jessica, I think I have a business proposal for you."
"Babe, you thinking what I'm thinking?" Becky asked Larry.
"Hell yeah. You wanna be part of our Onlyfans?"
Jessica smiled and put her arms around both of them.
"I think this is the beginning of a beautiful, profitable friendship!" Jessica said.