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The Jerome and Jessica Story Chapter VIII: The Beginning Of A New Life

Hours later – After Jessica was well rested -, she got out of the bed she and Jerome shared to take a long – Fifty minute – shower, and afterward, she came out of the bathroom completely naked. And, while Jessica was brushing her chest length black hair, Jerome began waking up. And it took him a minute to realize what he was looking at… And once he did, he stared at her for a handful of seconds, before he told Jessica that she is fine as fuck… It was the first time that Jerome had truly looked at Jessica’s…

five foot eight tall, larger than normal… But still very feminine eyes, with the hi low eyebrows to match… Juicy soft and succulent lips that you just wanna kiss until the cows start mooing (which is saying something for a light skinned woman)… 36D sized breasts… With wing nipple piercings… A somewhat plump midsection… That blended perfectly with her curvy hips and thick and luscious suckable thighs… Which had the tattoo quote of “I was born to make mistakes. Not to fake perfection” on the left one… And some “I know you’re light skinned, but damn your lower body is pale” legs… But he also had the thought of, “The rest of your body is so GODDAMN on fleek, that I ain’t gonna be looking at your legs often”… So there’s that.

… Body…

Anyway, Jessica stared at Jerome for a few seconds, before telling him…

“Thank you”…

Jerome then got out of the bed, stripped off his clothes, and walked over to Jessica. He began touching her in a sensual way, and seconds later, the two hugged each other (Writer’s Note: I wanted to link to a black couple hugging, but apparently according to Google, that is as rare as an NFL player saying something positive about Roger Goodell, so…). Then Jerome proceeded to kiss Jessica on the lips… Followed by the neck, chest, down her stomach, thighs… And eventually, her vagina and clitoris…

Jerome stayed on Jessica’s intimate area for a handful of minutes, until he stood back up, and led her to the bed… Where he resumed eating and licking the luscious nectar of her passion for a couple of more minutes, before Jessica told Jerome to get up from down there, and to put that “Dark Chocolate” inside of her… And go as deep as it will allow him to…

So Jerome got up from between Jessica’s luscious thick thighs, and moved himself up to her face, where they proceeded to kiss each other passionately (tongues in each others mouth, exchanging of saliva, biting of the lips) for just over a minute and a half, before he performed a push up on the sides of the bed next to her, and then proceeded to violently glide “Dark Chocolate” into the awaiting walls of Jessica’s deeply moist pussy… And she took a very deep gasp like she was trying to break the world record for time spent holding your breath, and afterward, she said to Jerome…

“More… I want… I Need More… Fuck me… Fuck me,,, O please fuck me”!…

And Jerome obliged, as he spent the following fortnight of minutes going in and out… In and out… In and out of Jessica’s getting more wetter with each stroke pussy. And although 99.99999 percent of all the dicks in the world – Including his own most times – would’ve fallen out of Jessica’s wet ass pussy, “Dark Chocolate” was in super “Beat it up” mode, and wasn’t gonna be fazed by a wet super soaker level pussy. And every few minutes, it got deeper, and deeper, and deeper… Until finally, he was balls deep into Jessica’s Pleasure Zone… And she for her part wasn’t just laying on her back just receiving. She began – After a few minutes of being pounded -, stimulating Jerome’s prostate and anal region, which – Surprisingly to him – gave him great pleasure…

And this lasted for a while, and if it was up to both Jerome and Jessica, they would’ve continued making passionate love to each other forever… But since the human body doesn’t roll like that, “Dark Chocolate” was ready to pull himself into the garage. So Jerome began making that universal sound that men from all over make when it’s time (and just show you know, Jessica arrived there minutes earlier, so she was in the very enjoyable as fuck afterglow phase)… And around a half a minute later, “Dark Chocolate” let himself go all up inside of Jessica’s walls…

And the semen shower lasted for a bit, and when finally concluded, Jerome was spent… But Jessica still wanted some lovin’… From the mouth and tongue… So she took the lead in the makeout session between the two… Which wound up lasting an additional dozen minutes. And doing this time, Jessica uttered the words, “I love you” at Jerome. And he responded by just staring at her, and not saying anything… But she knew just by the look on his face that he had the same exact feelings towards her. Words were not needed…

So anyway, Jerome laid on top of Jessica for a few, before he got up to take a shower… And Jessica enjoyed watching his deep chocolate cakes walk to the bathroom… So much so that she thought to herself,..

“Lord Jesus, this is why I love dark skinned men”!…

So anyway, just under twenty-five minutes later, Jerome was walking out the shower and into the front room. And a few minutes later, as he was putting his clothes on, he just kept staring at Jessica, and thinking of deep thoughts about her, when eventually he came to this conclusion…

“Yo, Jessica… Will you motherfuckin’ wife me?…

We’ve been through some real fucked up shit the last handful of months, and it’s gonna take a long ass time for us to get over this fuckin’ shit… We gonna need fuckin’ psychiatry, herb, Thug Passion… Whatever… And I really fuckin’ need you”…

Jessica stared at Jerome for a few seconds, before she responded to Jerome’s question…

“HELL MOTHERFUCKIN’ YEAH I’LL FUCKIN’ MARRY YOU”!!!

She pretty much agreed with what Jerome said, and there really was nothing more that she could add to it…

So anyway, the two hugged and kissed each other, and a couple of hours later, they checked out of the motel.

 

Jerome and Jessica drove in there Kia Sportage for most of the next couple of days (and took out over $20,000 at ATM’s and check cashing places), until they found a place where they wanted to settle down at. And when they stopped at a local convenience store, Jessica bought some blonde hair dye (she wanted to change from her black hair, to something different for a myriad of reasons… Some of them more obvious than others) and other items, and immediately went to the bathroom. And when she got back into the car, she told Jerome..

“I’m pregnant”…

Jerome just stared at her for awhile with no response. So Jessica reiterated to Jerome that she’s pregnant… And once again, after staring at her with no response for awhile, Jerome finally said to her..,

“I’ve been a fuck nigga’s thot for months… I’ve known nothing but depression for months… I’ve more than once thought about buying a gun, and doing what I did to Mr. Armour… I’ve drunk more alcohol in the last month than I’ve done in my entire life… So you telling me that you’re pregnant is the best thing to happen to me since… I don’t even fuckin’ know… And yes, I am happy as fuck about the news, but I just haven’t figured out how to react to it yet”…

Jessica stared at Jerome for a few seconds, before she went to hug and kiss him, and soon thereafter, he began driving off…

And eventually, Jerome and Jessica decided that since there gonna be parents soon, that it was time to start a new life elsewhere. So they eventually found a two bedroom apartment for twelve hundred a month, and began laying down the foundation for their new – And their future child’s – life…

The Jerome and Jessica Story Chapter VII Part II: The Whip Giveth And The Whip Taketh

Jerome and Jessica arrived at the abandoned house around an hour before Mr. Armour showed up. They went through one final walkthrough of the plan to make sure they had everything down. Then the two sat there, and waited for Mr. Armour to arrive…

And when Mr. Armour showed up, he was as arrogant as usual. He gave Jerome and Jessica some bondage clothing, and told them to put them on. He gave Jessica a leather black thong, with a black leather harness attach to it… And a couple of nipple pasties to put the finishing touches on the outfit. And as for Jerome… Mr. Armour told him to put on this black G-String and black leather vest

And while the two were changing into these clothing, Mr. Armour setup the webcam (for live streaming) and went out to his BMW to get something… And that something was a dungeon flat board bench (Writer’s note: I’m not that well verse in the world of BDSM, so I probably got the name of this wrong. Please forgive me). And when he returned inside the house, he directed Jessica to lay on it. She made a, “WTF have I gotten myself into” look for a few seconds, but Jerome replied with a, “We got this shit… Now just stick to the plan” stare at her, so Jessica took a deep breath, and got onto the bench. Then Mr. Armour strapped down Jessica’s arms and legs with some cuffs, and placed a ball gag into her mouth, before he handed Jerome a whip and directed him to…

Give this bitch what she deserves” (Writer’s Note: Video is very graphic, so you might not wanna click on it)…

And while Mr. Armour was making sure that Jessica was tied and gagged down correctly, Jerome had reached into his pants and grabbed a Glock that he had bought off a street corner a couple of days ago (because… You know… America). And then he turned his attention towards Jessica, and said to her…

”I’m sorry Jessica… But I can’t go through with this”…

Jerome then pointed the Glock at Jessica, and Mr. Armour had a perturbed look on his face… But after a few seconds, he said to Jerome…

“What plan?… What the fuck are you talkin’ about”???

“It doesn’t matter… Just that Jessica has had bad plans for you… But if you bump my pay up to… Let’s say ten G’s, then we can get rid of her”… Replied Jerome.

Mr. Armour stood there for a handful of seconds in shock, then anger, and finally disgust, before he said to Jerome…

“You mean this fat high yella bitch is trying to set me up”?…

Then Mr. Armour went to go slap Jessica, but Jerome stopped him. and offered this suggestion…

“Like I said a couple minutes ago… If you bump my pay up to… Let’s say ten G’s, then we can get rid of her after were done here… You’re making over a hundred G’s on this”…

“One hundred and twenty five G’s to be exact”… interrupted Mr.  Armour.

“Yeah… Look, it’s no secret that you hate this woman… And lets be real, she hates you too. Even a blind man can see that someone gots to go… And if you don’t do it right now, then when are you?… Because I can tell you that this bitch has some real evil things that she wants to do to you…

Now you and I haven’t seen eye to eye a lot, but I’m a Christian man, and if God can forgive the people who killed his only child, then I can forgive you as well… And come on… I’m only asking for ten G’s. You’ll still have over one hundred G’s left for yourself… And after we do this, we can go our separate ways”…

Mr. Armour stared at Jerome intensely for a few seconds, before he gave him a smile and shook his hand… And soon thereafter, Mr. Armour told Jerome to…

“Torture that yellabone fat bitch”!…

Jessica had a frightened look on her face, and cried like her life depended on it…

Meanwhile, Jerome had a sinister look on his face as he walked towards Jessica… And then suddenly, he turned towards Mr. Armour and tasered him (he also bought this on the streets… Why spend three bones on it in the store, when you can get it half off on the streets???)… Until he was unconscious

And seconds later, Jerome walked over to Jessica and unstrapped her,.. And then he asked her…

“Are you alright”???

FUCK NO I’M NOT ALRIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! … WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING“?????????? Responded Jessica

“This story needed just a lil bit more intrigue to it… Imagine if we were to ever tell this story to someone, All it’s been is exploitation, depression, some rapeish undertones… And soon, violence…

Now just for a second, people needed to believe that I would betray you, and partner up with that fuck nigga… Even tho Donald Trump has a better chance of becoming the voice for Hispanic America, than me working with that nigga…

It’s how stories go… At a certain point you need to believe that one of the main characters will turn on another one. It makes a better story… Plus if I was gonna make a “heel” turn, I would’ve asked for a lot fucking more than ten fucking G’s”… Answered Jerome.

Jessica stared at Jerome like she wanted to kill him for a few seconds, before she began walloping on him for a bit… And eventually, when she had gotten the a fraction of the anger out of her, Jerome got this story back on track by telling her to help him strap Mr. Armour onto the dungeon flat board bench…

Meanwhile, it took almost fifteen minutes for Mr. Armour to wake up (BTW: During this time, the two changed back into their normal clothes), and when he did, Jerome told him…

“If you wanna stay alive, then you’re gonna give me and Jessica the money… Made from tonight… And all the other money that you’ve fucksploited from us… Or… We’re gonna kill you”…

Mr. Armour responded by cursing Jerome and Jessica out, and they let him do that for around two FDR coins of seconds, before they grew weary of it, so Jerome told Jessica to gag his mouth. Then he grabbed the whip that Mr. Armour wanted him to use on Jessica earlier, and began using it on him, before he said to Mr. Armour…

“This ain’t gonna stop until you gave us the info we want need”…

Mr. Armour responded by – As you can guess – screaming in absolute agony, which even the gag ball that was in his mouth had a hard time minimizing… But still, he wasn’t giving Jerome and Jessica any information, so Jerome kept on whipping Mr. Armour for a few more minutes, until his arm got tired. So he asked Jessica did she wanna crack – Or to be more accurate – a whip??? She stared at Jerome for a few seconds, before she gave him the biggest smile she’s had on her face in months, and said to him…

“Give me the fucking whip”…

And even tho Jerome had done a number on him (his front was plastered with welts), Mr. Armour knew it was about to get a whole lotta worse, because even tho what most of what Jerome said to him about turning on Jessica was bullshit, the one part that was one 💯 hundred thousand percent true was the pure hatred she has for him… And Mr. Armour would spend the next seven minutes and fifty seconds feeling that hatred, as she whipped him from the top of his chest, to all the way down to his toes. And eventually, Jessica whipped on Mr. Armour so bad that Jerome had to remind her that there’s a bigger mission here… So she toned it down a bit (but that’s like saying there’s a difference between being attack by a pride of lions, or being horned by a herd of African buffalos… Either way, you’re fucked… Writer’s Note: Here’s an extra video of another buffalo attacking. You’ll probably enjoy it. If not, then I’m sorry 😦😟😞)…

Anyway, by the conclusion of the seven minutes and fifty seconds, Mr. Armour’s body was beaten, bloodied, and battered… But still, through all the screams of agony, he didn’t utter a word about the whereabouts of the money that he’s slated to make tonight. And Jessica was tired of fucking with Mr. Armour, so she asked Jerome to borrow his Glock… And once it was in her possession, she thought about placing it on his temple, but thought better, and went straight to the jugular that is his balls., and then said to him…

“You have to the count of six to tell me the account number to your Sovereign Quills account… Or I’m gonna send your nuts to the Rio Grande...

One… Two… Three…”…

Then Jessica cocked the Glock to inform Mr. Armour that she’s dead ass serious about shooting him – Which she is -… So Mr. Armour finally gave in, and told Jessica and Jerome what the account number is…

And it took a few minutes for Jessica and Jerome to verify that Mr. Armour was telling the truth, and then for them to transfer that one hundred and seventy-five grand (the one twenty-five from tonight, plus the fifty that’s already in there) into the Sovereign Quills account that they had created days earlier… And once that was finished, Jerome grabbed the Glock that Jessica had put down when she went to use the laptop to verify what Mr. Armour was saying, and attached a silencer to it, before he finally put a round into Mr. Armour’s temple

 

After staring at Mr. Armour – And the brain matter that was leaking from his head and unto the floor – for approximately three quarters of a minute, Jerome pointed the Glock towards the webcam, and shot it off. Then he told Jessica to untie and ungag Mr. Armour, and help move him to his (Mr. Armour’s) BMW…

And while Jessica was untying and ungagging Mr. Armour’s body, Jerome grabbed Mr. Armour’s car keys from his pocket, and went outside to unlock his trunk. He then went back into the house to help Jessica put Mr. Armour’s body into a body bag (that they bought online a week earlier). Then the two spent the next few minutes carrying Mr. Armour’s body to the trunk of his BMW, before they were finally able to place the body into the trunk. And afterward, while they were breathing heavily from moving Mr. Armour’s carcass, Jerome said to Jessica…

“I wished we could’ve had acid like Walter White… It damn sure would’ve made this much easier”…

Jessica stared at Jerome for a couple of seconds, before saying…

“Huh”???

Jerome stared back at Jessica and just plainly said…

“Nevermind… It doesn’t matter”…

Anyway, Jessica went back into the building to grab her and Jerome’s belongings, before she got into her car to follow Jerome in Mr. Armour’s BMW (he got into it while Jessica was getting there stuff). And the two drove for a few hours, until they were out in the woods. And soon thereafter, Jerome said to Jessica…

“The wolves, vultures, or one of these other motherfuckin’ animals will take care of the body”…

The two then unzipped the body bag (to make it easier for the wildlife). They next had to decide where to dump Mr. Armour’s car… So they drove out a couple of more hours to another town, and left the car there (after taking off the car plates, and putting another set of plates on the car… Jerome has a friend of a friend who…You know…). Then Jerome got into Jessica’s car, and she started driving…

And while they were driving, Jerome told Jessica that they need to get another car… And Jessica responded by saying to him…

“This is my car. My daddy got this for my seventeenth birthday”!…

The two argued for the next ten minutes about what to do with Jessica’s car, before finally settling on her taking the car back to her father for the time being… And as they were driving back to the city, Jerome and Jessica stopped by ATM Machines to take money off the debit card (yes… Sovereign Quills does have it’s own debit card service) to have enough money to buy a car when they returned to the city…

And once back in the city, Jerome and Jessica went to a used car lot (the owner was having a special “24 hour Everything must go” sale), and bought a 2002 Kia Sportage, for $5000. Then they went to her father’s house, and Jessica asked him to watch the car while she goes out of town for awhile…

And Afterwards, Jessica got into the Kia, and she and Jerome spent the next twelve hours alternating driving while the other slept. And Eventually, Jessica was tired and wanted to lay in a bed, so when she saw a billboard for a motel that was just a couple of miles away, she drove there and checked into a seventy dollar a night room with Jerome (the two had been up for almost twenty four hours straight, with an hour here and there for a nap)…

The Jerome and Jessica Story Chapter VII Part I: Sometimes You Gotta Be Tied Down And Gagged To Get What You Want

(TW: Parts of this chapter has Rape and Racist tones to it)…

Since Jessica had quit a couple of days earlier, it was a surprise when she walked into The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint. Mr. Armour saw her, and asked…

“What the fuck do you want”???

“I need to talk to you in private”… Replied Jessica.

“I don’t have anything to say to you”… Responded Mr. Armour.

“I have a proposition that I think you’ll be interested in”… Replied Jessica.

Mr. Armour stared at Jessica for a few seconds, before he said to her…

“Follow me to the office”…

And once they were in his office, Jessica started the convo off by telling Mr. Armour…

“I still hate you, but I’m willing to work with you one last time… I was looking at some of that BDSM shit online, and I’m willing to do that for a grand”…

Mr. Armour’s eyes lit up like fireworks… But before he could get too happy, Jessica add this… 

“I’m only doing this cuz I need the money… I need it because I have a very important loan to pay off… And also, this BDSM shit can’t happen here (at The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint)… And finally, I want the video of me and Jerome fucking in the food preparation area”…

Mr. Armour didn’t hear  the last part of Jessica’s statement, because all he could think of was all of those dead presidents that he was about to make off Jessica… So much so that he could retire and move to some warm weather tropical paradise, with a couple of young tenderonis with him (yeah he’s married… With a family… But you know… It’s Mr. Armour, so what did you expect???). Anyway, he told Jessica that she’s got a deal. Then she said to him…

“If you try to fuck me (over), I’m gonna borrow my daddy’s Colt 45 and come back here and separate your head from the rest of your body”…

Mr. Armour responded by laughing off Jessica’s threat for a few seconds, before he went on to ask her…

“Is Milk Allergy nigga gonna be apart of this”???

“Hell motherfuckin yeah!… I’m not doing this shit with any other nigga”…

And after answering Mr. Armour’s question, Jessica had something else to say to him…

“I need some time to (mentally) prepare for this BDSM shit”…

“Don’t keep me waiting too long”… Replied Mr. Armour.

Anyway, a couple of minutes later, Jessica was back in her car and on her phone calling Jerome to tell him that Mr. Armour had accepted the BDSM shit. And with phase one of their plan set in motion, the next thing on the agenda was that they needed to hack Mr. Armour’s computer, to see exactly where he was hiding the money. And since he – Or she for that matter – didn’t know anything about hacking, Jerome asked a friend, who knew a friend who knew some things about hacking. The friend hacked into Mr. Armour’s computer (rather easily. Mr. Armour is definitely not about that PC security life. Add that to a “I’m an invincible motherfucka” feeling, and you have a bad combination), and planted a tracking device on it… And within a week, Jerome and Jessica had the information that they wanted/needed…

Mr. Armour had an online banking account at a website called Sovereign Quills. It’s a Bitcoin like inspired service that was set up in the mind of a dope ass fictional writer’s world. Anyway, Mr. Armour transferred the currency he had fucksploited from Jerome and Jessica over the last few months to his Sovereign Quills account. And currently it has just over $50,000 in it.

With that now taken care of, Jessica went back to Mr. Armour to tell him where the BDSM scene would be filmed. She and Jerome picked an abandoned house that is five blocks away from his – Well technically, his parents – house. The two had scouted the place, and they could handle their business while no one would bother them.

Now the next thing up was for Jerome and Jessica to find out how many people would be watching the BDSM scene, and how much would they be paying for it. They found out that almost twenty-five hundred people would be watching the live feed at fifty dollars a pop. So Mr. Armour was slated to make one hundred and twenty-five grand from this (before he paid Jessica and Jerome their measly cut).

And also, for just a few seconds, Jessica read what some of the people wanted Mr. Armour – Or Jerome – to do to her…

“I love watching nigger bitches get there tight cunt holes plastered by a jungle ape cock”…

“Feed that nigger horsecock to that fat mulatto pig. Oink Oink cunt”…

“Ah yeah I wanna Thomas Jefferson that light skinned nigger bitch… And then I wanna take her home and have her fix me a cheese-less – Because it gives me gas – sandwich”…

“I wanna watch my big fat cock husband fuck this uppity “Stupid cunt who took my rightful spot at my dream school because of affirmative action” bitch up the sphincter While I’m drinking a white chocolate mocha frappuccino… And her fire ash boyfriend is crying ashy tears as he has to sit there and watch and admit that… #WhiteCockRules. #OnceYouGoWhiteYouKnowYou’veGoneRight”…

… And Jessica was so in shock and horrified by what she was reading, that it left her speechless.

It took her a few minutes, but she tried her best to block those comments from her mind, heart, and soul, by putting all of her focusness on this plan, and making sure that it goes one hundred percent the way she and Jerome planned it… And they went over it from front to back, left to right, up and down, and whatever other analogy you can make. The point is by the time Jessica went back to Mr. Armour to tell him that she was ready to do the BDSM scene, she and Jerome’s step by step plan was one hundred percent on fleek

The Jerome and Jessica Story Chapter VI Part II: AND WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU GONNA DO JEROME???

The next day at The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint, Jessica (Jerome had the day off) kept staring at Mr. Armour… And each time her disgust level towards him went higher and higher. She couldn’t help but think about that quarter of a mil that he had made off her (and Jerome). The luxury car he had bought. The luxury cigars that he arrogantly smokes around them… And that’s just the things that she knows about. But Jessica was able to keep her emotions and her hatred for Mr. Armour under control.

So anyway, as the day progressed, Mr. Armour was… Well Mr. Armour. He walked up to Jessica frequently, and said sexual things to her. He gave her creepy ass smiles, and to top it off, he lit one of his luxury cigars, and winked at her… And that was the straw that broke the camel’s back for Jessica as it pertained to Mr. Armour, so she walked up to him, and told him that she needed to speak to him in private, but he was like not right now… But Jessica wasn’t gonna take no for an answer. So after Mr. Armour kept telling her not now, she just came out and told him that she knows about the two hundred and fifty grand… And that she wants her money… NOW!!!

Mr. Armour stared at Jessica like he was staring at a ghost. Then he told her that he’ll talk to her in ten minutes…

When Jessica and Mr. Armour met in his office, he started the convo off by telling Jessica that he didn’t know what she was talking about. And Jessica replied by telling Mr. Armour to stop bullshitting her… That she knows about the quarter of a million that he’s made off of her and Jerome. And that she wants her share of the money…

So Mr. Armour’s response was…

“Look bitch. I don’t know what you’re talking about”…

Then Jessica pulled out her phone to show Mr. Armour the document that Jerome had downloaded from his computer the previous night… And that’s when Mr. Armour’s facial expression changed – Again -, and he said to Jessica,..

“You know what… You’re right you high yella fat fuck. I did get my capitalism on, and make some side money off you two bitches… But guess what… Neither you or that “I accidentally ingested some milk will somebody please call 911” nigga are getting shit. And there’s not a god damn thing that you’re gonna do about it”…

Then Mr. Armour stared at Jessica for a few seconds, before he cussed her out, and told her to get the fuck out of his office…

Jessica replied by flipping Mr. Armour off before she left his office, and soon thereafter, she left The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint as well (even tho she had three more hours to go in her shift)… Effectively, Jessica had quit. She wasn’t gonna work with Mr. Armour anymore, and her focus was on getting her money…

So anyway, when she got home, Jessica spent the next couple of hours smoking around a third of a pack of cigarettes, and downing a bottle of Smirnoff (she wanted something different to quench her alcohol thirst) before she went to bed. She woke up later in the night and texted Jerome about what happened between her and Mr. Armour… And within minutes, Jerome called her. He cussed her out, and told her that he was coming over (to her place)…

Jerome borrowed his parents car, and drove to Jessica’s place. He asked her what the fuck was she thinking?… That he specifically told her not to tell Mr. Armour anything. Jessica snapped back, and yelled out to Jerome…

“AND WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU GONNA DO?… Walk up to him and demand that he gives you your money… And he’s just gonna be like, you know Jerome, I’ve been pimpin’ you out for the last four months… But I’ve finally grown a heart, so here’s all the money that I rightfully owe ya😀😉😅”…

And after that outburst from Jessica, she and Jerome sat there in silence for a few minutes, before he said to her…

“I’ve been trying to think of another way, but there’s only one way this story can end… Were gonna have to hose Mr. Armour”…

Jessica stared at Jerome for a couple of seconds, before saying to him…

“You’re not serious are you?… I hate that motherfucka, and I would love to see his bitch ass dead… But I don’t want any part of killing him. I’m not a fucking killer”…

Jerome then explained to Jessica that this is their only option…

“This is the only way to get our money. Plus killing him would be justice for the hell he’s caused us these last months… Were not killing a teacher, a nun, or a soldier Jessica. The world will not weep for that fuck nigga’s death”…

It took Jerome almost thirty more minutes, but he eventually convinced Jessica that killing Mr. Armour was their only option. Then the two spent the next few hours coming up with a plan… And a couple of days later, the beginning of that plan was put into action…

The Jerome and Jessica Story Chapter VI Part I: That Motherfucka Made How Much Off Us???

A few days later, Jerome and Jessica were back at The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint for there next paid sex performance, but since they were done being fuckspolited, Jessica told Mr. Armour that she wanted to give him a private show instead. Mr. Armour was initially surprised, but he was most definitely down for the sudden change of plans.

So anyway, Jessica went to her phone to choose a song to play from her playlist, and s he eventually decided on Jason Derulo’s Wiggle. And once that was settled, she walked back towards Mr. Armour, who was now sitting down on a basic regular chair, and started grinding on his lap. She did this for around three quarters of a minute, before she began taking off her top, and shortly thereafter, her lavender colored bra

And now, Mr. Armour’s attention was one hundred percent focused on Jessica – Or to be more specific, her 36D titties -, so she placed those titties near his face, so that he could get a more intimate view of them. And Mr. Armour responded by placing his face between Jessica’s titties, and moving his head from left to right and right to left, as he blew raspberries onto that area. And Jessica for her part, wanted to jump out of her skin and rolled her eyes in disgust, but she knew that she had to stick to the plan… Which was going accordingly. So while Mr.Armour was distracted, she reached into his pockets to grab the keys to his office, and then tossed them to Jerome…

And to make sure that Mr. Armour would stay distracted while Jerome searched his office, Jessica stripped out of her pants, and just like she did with her upper body, she grinded her butt onto Mr. Armour’s face… And he proceeded to place his face on – And between – her cheeks, and rubbed it from left to right and right to left, while Jessica did everything possible not to vomit…

Meanwhile. Jerome had made his way to Mr. Armour’s office (which was located behind the food preparation area), He took the key Jessica had tossed to him to unlock the door. And it took him a few minutes to find what he was looking for (he searched Mr. Armour’s drawer and desk, before he finally checked his computer). And once he did, Jerome stared at the document for around twenty to thirty seconds, and saw how much money Mr. Armour had made off of him and Jessica… And he was taken aback and angry by the large monetary figure, but since he had to leave the room soon, Jerome connected his phone to Mr. Armour’s computer to copy the document to it, before leaving the office soon thereafter…

And just over a minute later, Jerome returned to the back room, where Jessica was still dancing and gyrating for Mr. Armour (she was twerking on the ground). And while he was still distracted by Jessica’s ass, Jerome put the keys back into his pocket… A handful of seconds later, Jessica saw Jerome, and shot him a “Did you find it?” stare. Jerome just simply nodded his head, and she let out a huge smile, before she instantly stopped dancing, gyrating, and twerking…

And Mr. Armour had a perturbed look on his face, before he said…

“Fine… Alright… I got a show for tonight. It wasn’t worth $350, but since I’m in a generous mood”…

Then Mr. Armour went into his pocket, and pulled out $150 to give to Jessica. He went on to say  a few other inconsequential things to her, and before you know it, he had left the building…

 

And now with Mr. Armour gone, Jessica began putting her clothes back on. And while she was doing that, she asked Jerome what did he find??? Jerome stared at Jessica for around five seconds, before he uttered the number…

“Two hundred and fifty G’s”…

Jessica stared at Jerome for a few seconds before it sunk in, and then silently said to him…

“Two hundred and fifty G’s”…

Then seconds later, she added to that, by saying loudly,

“TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY THOUSAND DOLLARS… THIS MOTHERFUCKA HAS MADE A QUARTER OF A MILLION DOLLARS OFF US”???

Then Jessica went on to spend the next three quarters of a minute attempting to set the world record for the most profanity someone can use in such a short period of time…

So anyway, after Jessica had concluded her profanity tirade, she and Jerome spent the next few minutes calculating how much money Mr. Armour had paid them… And it added up to just over two grand (a piece), and afterward, Jerome told Jessica that he’s getting his fucking money. Jessica agreed, but was also like…

“How are we gonna get it”???

Jerome didn’t have an answer for her on that yet…

So fast forward a handful of minutes later, as Jessica was driving Jerome home. They spent the entire drive talking about ways they can get there money, but none of them were good ideas, so they shelved this convo for the night. And before he got out of her car, Jerome told Jessica not to confront Mr. Armour. It would only add unneeded complication to this situation…

The Jerome and Jessica Story Chapter V Part II: Jerome Comes To A Realization

Jerome and Jessica pretty much didn’t say anything as she was driving him home, when all of a sudden, out of nowhere Jerome yelled out…

“MONEY”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jessica gave Jerome a “Huh” look. before he said to her…

“Mr. Armour wasn’t just recording this shit for himself”…

Jessica replied by – Once again – staring at Jerome like something was coming out of his skin. So he asked her…

“How do you think Mr. Armour could afford that brand new BMW on his salary?… That nigga only makes four or five more dollars – An hour – than us. How the fuck can he be driving a BMW??? This nigga is fucking taunting us… He’s walking around in expensive footwear. He’s smoking cigars right in our face… Those motherfuckas ain’t cheap… He wants us to know that he’s fucking us over”…

Jerome then went on to explain to Jessica that the shit they’ve been doing, there are people out there willing to pay for it… And he wants his fucking money. Then Jessica asked him how much money did he think Mr. Armour made off them?…

“I don’t fucking know… But it’s a lot”. Answered Jerome.

And after the two stared silently at each other for a few seconds, Jerome told Jessica that he needed to get into Mr. Armour’s office to look around. She asked him what if what he’s looking for isn’t in Mr. Armour’s office??? Jerome told Jessica that he probably wouldn’t keep it at home… So the best bet would be in his office… But then he went on to add…

“It better be there… Or were fucked”…………………

So after around another minute or so of silence between the two, Jerome said to Jessica that he needed her to flirt with Mr. Armour, so that he could get into his office and look around. Jessica stared at Jerome like he was crazy, before she told him…

FUCK NO”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sp Jerome responded by saying to her that if she wanted her cut, then she’s gonna have to find a way to distract Mr. Armour for him to get into his office and look around. Then he added this…

“For all the shit that we’ve had to do the last few months. Shit… For the shit we had to do just tonight. For all the tears we’ve cried. For all the alcohol we’ve fuckin’ downed the last few months. For all those extra cigarettes that you know will affect you later in life that you’ve had to smoke. For all the psychological trauma that has happened to us… Don’t we at least deserve our fuckin’ money”???

Jessica sat there and thought about what Jerome had said for a few minutes, before she told him…

“Fine… I’m down”…

The Jerome and Jessica Story Chapter V Part I: I’ve Fallen On My Ass And Can’t Get Up

(TW: This part has some rapish overtones to it)…

As the next handful of weeks progressed, Jerome and Jessica performed more of the fetishing – Particularly food – sex acts. And some of the highlights – Or lowlights… Depending on your perspective – were Jessica playing with herself with a cucumber… And then Jerome eating it… Jerome fucking a hamburger bun (Mr. Armour wanted Jessica to eat it, but she wasn’t going for that)… Jerome using a bottle of a clear colored lemon line flavored non-caffeinated soft drink to pretend like he was urinating on Jessica’s face… Jerome eating a burger out of Jessica’s ass, and then licking the booty hole clean of the burger juice  (And tbh, Jessica really got off to this… This was the one sex act that she wasn’t faking the enjoyment)… And they both received their $350 for each act. Everything wasn’t copacetic (Writer’s Note: I really wanted to use the Baby Boy Clip, but couldn’t find it), but at least it wasn’t as bad as when they were fucking all over The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint for just a Franklin… But that was all about to change…

 

Because the next day was a major holiday, The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint was closing early  (at 7 P.M. instead of the usual 11 P.M.).  Mr. Armour told Jerome and Jessica to come back at nine o’clock (he had given the two the day off). So they were actually in a good mood when they walked into the building… But that mood quickly changed to WTF after seeing what they saw…

The bench table was filled with condiments (ketchup, mayonnaise, mustard, BBQ sauce, relish, ranch dressing, and a few other inconsequential condiments. As well as a few burgers, burger buns, a cup of milkshake… And to top it off, a cup of diet soda).

Both Jerome and Jessica were like “FUCK IS THIS”???

Mr. Armour responded by saying to them…

“Y’all’ve done some of this shit before…

(they did, but not to this level)

… Now y’all gonna do it all at once… It’s time to get my money’s worth out of you two motherfuckas”.

Jessica was still in a state of shock, and wasn’t in the frame of mind for this shit… In fact, she had to smoke three cigarettes to just get herself to have just enough psychological fortitude to do the scene…

 

To start off, Mr. Armour directed Jerome to throw some of the condiments on Jessica (she wasn’t moving fast enough for Mr. Armour. She was finishing off that third cigarette). So Jerome grabbed the ketchup and mustard, and tossed the contents of it in her direction. And a majority of it landed on Jessica’s breast and midsection…

But that’s not what Mr. Armour envisioned when he directed Jerome to do that. He wanted Jessica lathered in the condiments like she was in a Blake Little art show. So he directed Jerome to walk over to Jessica, and pour the rest of the contents of the ketchup and mustard onto her head… And once Jerome did that, the concoction slowly trickled down her face, neck, chest, and eventually, torso.

Jessica made that ick move you see when people get slimed at the Nickelodeon Kid’s Choice Awards… And that’s exactly what Mr. Armour wanted. And soon thereafter, he directed Jessica to do the exact same thing to Jerome. So she slowly made her way to the bench table where the other condiments were (she almost slipped a couple of times… Which Mr. Armour really liked. It added to the authenticity of the scene). She grabbed the mayonnaise and BBQ sauce bottles, and then proceeded to pour the entire content of those bottles onto Jerome’s fresh haircut head… And just like with her previously, it slowly trickled down his face, neck, chest, and eventually torso as well.

Mr. Armour then told Jerome and Jessica to grab the relish, ranch dressing, and other condiments, and pour it on each other… And the two did that with a look of absolute defeatness on their faces… But Mr. Armour was nowhere near done with them yet…

He then directed them to wrestle in the condiment mess that had accumulated on the floor. Jessica is a fan of wrestling Sports Entertainment, so she began doing some of the moves that she sees on tv, and Jerome followed soon thereafter…

Meanwhile, after watching them wrestle for a few minutes, Mr. Armour wanted to see something else. So he directed Jerome and Jessica to kiss each other. They did, but it had no feeling to it. So little feeling that even someone devoid of many feelings as Mr. Armour could see, so he demanded that they put some “Motherfucking passion” into it…

But at this point, Jerome and Jessica had emotionally escaped their bodies. They could easily be cast as zombies on The Walking Dead. So they began faking it… Fake lip locking, fake noises, fake passion, fake desire… And Mr. Armour could give two fakes. It looked real, so he enjoyed watching it for a handful of minutes…

So anyway, after this, Mr. Armour directed Jessica to start masturbating. It took a couple of seconds for her to hear him, but she did place her hands in the vaginal region, and seconds later, her left index and middle fingers were deep into her pussy, as she faked moaned for added effect.

Mr. Armour really liked what he was looking at, but felt that the icing could be put on the proverbial cake by having Jerome join in and start stroking his Johnson as well. So he directed him to do that. Jerome did as he was told, and soon thereafter, he began making noises just as Jessica was doing… But Mr. Armour wasn’t trying to hear that, so he told Jerome to shut the fuck up. To only make noises when he’s about to fire the cannon. He only wanted to hear Jessica until then.

So this went on for awhile. And having Jessica fingering herself, and a few feet away, having Jerome jerking his Johnson off simultaneously was a sight to be seen. So Mr. Armour sat down on a nearby bench, and watched and recorded with his camera. And eventually, he spotted the table that previously housed the condiments, and he remembered that the cup of milkshake was there too. He thought about asking Jerome to get it for him, but since he was busy trying to get the filling out of his Nutrigrain bar, Mr. Armour decided to just get it himself.

He grabbed the cup and began sipping on the milkshake… But then thought that this scene would be better if the milkshake was on them, and not in his belly. So he went back over to the bench to place the camera on it. Then he walked over to Jessica to pour some of the creamy milk chocolate milkshake on her head… But unlike when Jerome had slimed her with the ketchup and mustard earlier, Jessica was absolutely emotionless when Mr. Armour slimed her. She just continued to finger herself like nothing happened.

And when Mr. Armour had slimed Jessica with enough milkshake, he turned his attention to Jerome, to pour the rest of it on him… But unlike Jessica, Jerome had a much different reaction… He yelled out to Mr. Armour that he’s fucking allergic to milk. Mr. Armour responded by just staring at Jerome, then laughing at him, and then finally, he said…

“Allergic to milk??? Nigga that’s a white people disease. If you so allergic to milk, then why you ain’t had a reaction when you fuckin’ ole yellabone over there”???

Jerome just told Mr. Armour to not do that shit again… And Mr. Armour – For his part – didn’t listen care, so he poured the remainder of the milkshake over Jerome’s head, and then said…

“You have the gotdamn nerve to call yourself a thug… Acting like you’re thug life, but you can’t even digest milk without needing to call 911 you bitch ass nigga”…

Then Mr. Armour walked back to the bench where the camera was recording. Jerome tried to get up and go after Mr. Armour, but the condiments and milkshake concoction on the floor was too slippery, so he fell and busted his ass. This got Jessica out of her emotionless mindstate, and she asked Jerome was he alright??? Jerome was in pain (on a scale of one to ten, he was in the six range), but managed to act hard and did his best Geno Smith impersonation, and acted like nothing had happened. Jessica responded by sliding over to massage his lower back and chocolate buns (in a caring, compassionate way)… But then Mr. Armour chimed in and told her that he’s paying her to play with that pussy… Not to care for a “If I drink a glass of milk I might die” nigga… So Jessica slid back over a few inches, and resumed fingering herself… But this go round, she had complete anger and rage in her eyes as she stared forward at Mr. Armour…

So this continued for a couple of more minutes, until Mr. Armour got bored, and directed Jerome to eat Jessica… And for the first time, Jerome wasn’t in the mood to snack on Jessica’s kitty kat… But Mr. Armour – Of course – didn’t give a fuck. So when Jerome was moving too slow for him, he walked over, and violently pushed Jerome’s head into Jessica’s vagina… And then Mr. Armour said to him…

“Get to eatin nigga”…

Jessica was paralyzed in emotions. She liked the feel of Jerome’s mouth and tongue on and inside her, but she wasn’t in the frame of mind for oral sensation right now. Plus she could tell that Jerome wasn’t either. So anyway, he just kept his head down there, and halfheartedly moved his tongue on Jessica. And soon after, their eyes met each other… And Jerome stared at Jessica with a look that would forever be etched into her mind. She then mouthed, “I’m sorry” to Jerome, but he was in a different world right now, so he went back to eating her.

Jessica’s heart dropped, and she just wanted this nightmare over… And mercifully, a handful of minutes later, Mr. Armour yelled cut… And this sex scene was finally over.

 

Once Mr. Armour had gotten what he wanted from Jerome and Jessica, he did his usual talk with them, and added this tidbit…

“I questioned whether there was a god or not, but after having you two come into my life, I’m now a believer… I might have to start going to church now, and give my ten percent”…

Mr. Armour then lit one of his cigars, grabbed a burger and burger bun, as well as the diet soda on the bench, and then began to make his way out of The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint to get into his car… But before he exited, he threw one more bar at them… He just simply said to them…

God bless”……………..

And for the following ten minutes after Mr. Armour left, Jerome and Jessica just stared at each other in complete silence… There really wasn’t anything to say. But eventually, he walked up to her, and the two embraced each other with a much needed hug. It lasted for a handful of minutes, and eventually, Jerome began to cry like he’s never cried before. And Jessica followed soon after – Not to the degree of him, but the waterworks were definitely on blast tho -…

And eventually, Jessica said to Jerome that they needed to get cleaned up. So they went to the back of the building, to where the water hose was located, and they took turns hosing each other down. And the two stared at each other with the exact same look… And that was a look of Mr. Armour succeeding in taking the fight out of them. And after they had washed all the condiments and milkshake off each others bodies, Jerome and Jessica went back inside to clean the floor and to put their clothes back on, before they finally left The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint, and got into her car…

The Jerome and Jessica Story Chapter IV Part II: Jessica Gets Off

The next night, Mr. Armour told Jessica to act like a stripper when she was taking off her uniform. And once she was down to just her bra and thong, Mr. Armour directed her to start air grinding and twerking “Like those bitches and thots on Vine and Youtube”. Jessica begrudgingly did what she was told, and a handful of minutes later, Mr. Armour was done with her… But he said to her as parting shot…

“You need to make a career change yellabone, because stripping is definitely your calling… I even think so much of you that I would break you off on at least a Lincoln”.

Jessica just stared at him, and pretended like he wasn’t there… But by now, Mr. Armour had turned his attention towards Jerome…

“Take your clothes off nigga”. Said Mr. Armour.

Jerome responded by removing his clothing, but it wasn’t quick enough for Mr. Armour. So he said to him…

“Hurry up you burned toast looking motherfucka…

(the irony of Mr. Armour being only a couple of shades lighter than Jerome being lost on him at this moment)

…I ain’t got all night”…

Anyway, once Jerome was in the nude, Mr. Armour directed him to start dancing. And Jerome did as he was told, and soon thereafter, his dick was bouncing up and down like an an out of control animated dog.

Meanwhile, as Jessica was watching this, she was getting turned on watching Jerome’s dick move so melodically. Her eyes were fixated on his dick like it was a pendulum… And soon thereafter, when she brought one of her hands down between her legs, she was surprised by the moisture her pussy was producing. So she quietly began playing with herself, as she sat down at one of the benches… But she made sure not to make any noises or facial expressions as to not tip Mr. Armour off. She didn’t want him getting any more ideas…

But she didn’t have to worry about Mr. Armour thinking about her, because his thoughts were on Jerome… And after a handful of minutes of him dancing his naked body off, Mr. Armour told Jerome to start playing with himself.

Jerome instantly stopped dancing, and said,“WHAT THE FUCK”!!!

“Nigga are you retarded? Do you have that CTE disease those football players have? I said play with yourself you twenty minutes past done chicken nugget lookin’ motherfucka”. Replied Mr. Armour.

Jerome replied by continuing to give a death stare at Mr. Armour, but soon after let out a somewhat loud sad sigh, before he began jacking himself off.

Jerome was not in the frame of mind to bust a nut, but he managed to go to the furthermost part of his mind to force himself to orgasm…

And while he was busy with that, Jessica’s mind was in pure “Thirst mode”.., It was very erotic for her to watch Jerome’s dick flow back and forth like the waters of the Mediterranean Sea, but that would be topped by the sight of him play with himself…

As Jerome was forcefully stroking his dick, Jessica was slowly rubbing her clit  And she began thinking to herself how she wished that she could walk over there to stroke and suck him off. And as the minutes passed, Jerome mercifully – In his mind – finally got to that stage. He let out a loud moan – Not of orgasm, but of relief -, before seconds later, semen began sprouting out of his dick, and unto the awaiting floor…

And approximately ten feet away, Jessica had seconds earlier concluded with her masturbation section, with some of the remnants of her orgasm still streaming down from her thighs and soon thereafter, down onto the floor as well (Writer’s Note: After looking online for the name of Women semen and orgasm, I eventually found out that their isn’t a medical name/term for it. Who the fuck knew)… And about a quarter of a minute later, Mr. Armour said cut, and that’s when Jessica came back down to reality…

And seconds later, Mr. Armour said to both Jerome and Jessica,

“See… That shit wasn’t that bad now was it. You just got paid $350 apiece to strip and dance… Ain’t America the greatest country in the world”???

Then Mr. Armour slapped Jerome on the shoulder, and attempted to give Jessica a hug, but not even a second after his arms went around her body did she push him off her, and emphatically say to him,

“I didn’t give you fucking permission to hug me”!…

“Fuck you you light skin bitch. You ain’t shit anyway… Looking like a fat ass Ms. Piggy. You need to go on a diet, you walking case of diabetes. I bet when you walk by a school, children’s legs immediately fall off… You so fat, I heard a rumor that Feed The Children sent you to Africa so that you can eradicate child hunger… But they sent you back because they already have enough problems over there… You so fat, that congress passed a bill to use your fat ass to house the homeless”… Responded an offended Mr. Armour.

And he went on to say a handful of other offensive/soul crushing shit to Jessica, before he was finally done… And if Jessica had her daddy’s 45, she would had most definitely used it to put a round unload the entire motherfucka into his brains right there… But since she didn’t, she just walked up to him and pointed her right index finger towards his forehead and said…

“Never put your FUCKING hands on me ever FUCKING again!… You got that nigga”???

Jessica and Mr. Armour angrily stared at each other for a couple of seconds, before he went into his pocket to pull out a cigar, and soon thereafter lit it. He then took one last look at Jessica’s naked body, and said,

“Hmmmm, if you didn’t have such a stank ass attitude, the things I could do for you”

(Yeah I know that just a few paragraphs ago, he called Jessica everything offensive under the sun. But you know… What else can I say… But men)…

Then Mr. Armour began to make his way out of the building… But before that, he told Jessica and Jerome to clean that mess (bodily fluids) up. To, “Keep it motherfucking sanitary… We are running a business where people eat at”…

Anyway, Jessica flipped Mr. Armour off the entire time it took him to leave The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint, before she turned her attention back to herself and Jerome…

He had pretty much finished putting his clothes back on during the time Jessica and Mr. Armour had their “conversation”, so he just sat there and watched as Jessica put her clothes back on. And while she was doing that, Jessica told Jerome how sexy it was watching him dance…

Jerome stared at her for a couple of seconds, before saying…

“That was not sexy Jessica. That was the most humiliating, soul crushing thing to ever happen in my life”.

Jessica now felt bad, and didn’t know what to say, but she didn’t have to say anything because Jerome had more to say once he stared at her and realized…

“Did you get off to that Jessica”???

“No… Well… What is your definition of getting off”??? Answered a self defensive Jessica.

Jerome just stared at Jessica with a profound look of disappointment for what felt like an eternity (in actuality, it was only a handful of seconds). And Jessica felt like taking a walk of shame for a few moments… But instead, she tried to explain her reason for being so turned on by Jerome’s humiliating situation…

“Uh… (Sucks on teeth for a quick second)… Look… Do you know how fleek you look naked?… And then to watch your dick gyrate back and forth… ssssshhh”…

 

But even after that explanation, Jessica felt she needed to go more in detail about why she finds him so attractive, so she spent the next minute or so doing just that, and afterward, she hugged and attempted to kiss Jerome, but he wasn’t in the mood. So he slightly pushed her back, and then said to her…

“Lets go fucking home”…

And as they were walking out the building, Jessica asked Jerome shouldn’t they mop the floor before they leave??? Jerome responded back by saying to her…

“Fuck that floor. The crew in the morning will get to it”…

 

Anyway, while Jessica was driving Jerome back to his place, he asked her to stop by a convenience store. And as he was about to get out of her car, Jerome let out a frustrating  “FUCK”, before he said to Jessica that he needed her to come in with him. She did, and they went immediately to the liquor section. And after staring at all the options for a few seconds, Jerome picked out a bottle of Jack Daniel’s, and then went to the checkout area. Jessica took out her ID, and Jerome paid for it, and around a half a minute later, they were back in her car…

Jerome took a large swig of the bottle of Jack Daniel’s, as Jessica was driving. And she eventually asked could she get a hit??? Jerome handed the bottle to her, and she took a swig before giving it back to him. And a handful of minutes later, the two arrived at her place (she wanted to get home, and Jerome just wanted this day night over), and they went to her bedroom and just went to sleep soon afterward…

The Jerome and Jessica Story Chapter IV Part I: I WANT MY FUCKING LIFE BACK!!!

As the next few months progressed, Jerome and Jessica performed around a dozen or so paid sex acts. They fucked on the tables in the dining area. They fucked in the back on the tables where the food was actually prepared on. They fucked in the front where Jessica takes peoples orders. They fucked in both the Men’s and Women’s restrooms. They even fucked bucket ass naked outside, as Jerome held Jessica as she rode him like a cowgirl rides her favorite horse.

But as much as she tried not to feel like one, as each sex act accumulated, Jessica felt more and more like a cheap trick. She began to feel depressed. She doubled the amount of cigarettes she smoked daily. She guzzled down a couple of bottles of alcohol (Jack Daniels and Grey Goose) a week. She hadn’t entered the world of suicidal thoughts yet, but she knew that objects in the mirror are a lot fucking closer than they currently fucking appear, so she knew that this shit had to end now…

So during one of her off days, Jessica came up to The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint to have a talk with Mr. Armour. She told him plainly that she was done being his hoe. He could give the (initial) video to Corporate. They can press charges, and she can go to jail… But she’s not gonna be his sex toy anymore.

Mr. Armour stared at Jessica in a long silence for around a minute, before telling her that he’ll let her think about it for a couple of weeks, To let her think about the consequences of him releasing the video to Corporate. And then he went on to say to her…

“This just ain’t about you yellabone… That fuckboy Jerome will be going down as well. Now are you selfish enough to bring him down with you”???

Jessica stared angrily at Mr. Armour for a handful of seconds, before she stormed out of his office, and out of the building to her car. She went into her purse to pull out a cigarette to smoke until she arrived back home. She then took around three quarters of a bottle of Jack Daniel’s to the head until she fell asleep.

Meanwhile, back at The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint, Mr. Armour went to go have a conversation with Jerome (when he came into work later in the day). They went to his office, and Mr. Armour told Jerome,

“Your girl Jessica doesn’t give a fuck about you. She wants you to go to prison”.

Jerome asked Mr. Armour what the fuck was he talking about? Mr. Armour went on to tell him what Jessica had said to him earlier… That she wanted out. Jerome just stared at Mr. Armour for a while in silence.  So Mr. Armour gave him a warning…

“If Jessica wants out, then I’ll let that yellabone thot out… And I’ll just have to release the video… And you and her will go to prison. Now that maybe alright with her… But you,… You ain’t gonna last more than a week in there…

Then Mr. Armour stared Jerome up and down – To the point of discomfort for Jerome – for a few seconds, before going back to his point…

Oh yeah… Bubba is gonna have a lot of fun with your tender ass.  Yeah I can see it right now… He’s not gonna even wait for you to drop the soap. Bubba’s gonna do it right in the cell. He’s gonna bend that three minutes after midnight ass of yours over, and shove it so far up your rectum that it’s gonna come out of your mouth… While Bubba’s homies tell him to save some for them”.

Jerome stared at Mr. Armour, and eventually said to him the only thing that came to his mind… And that was, “Fuck you nigga”…

Mr. Armour just stared and smiled at Jerome, before suggesting to him to get familiar with Passion Lubes… “The wife and mistress enjoy it. And since you’re gonna be taking it from the backside frequently when you get locked up, I just thought that I should give you some advice on how to make it somewhat more enjoyable”…

Mr. Armour chuckled for a few seconds. before he told Jerome to get the fuck out of his office. Jerome gave him a death stare before existing Mr. Armour’s office.

Anyway, Jerome tried to not think about Mr. Armour – Or what he said -, but that just wasn’t happenin’. So as soon as he got off work, he called Jessica to see what was going on with her… But because she was still out from her Jack Daniel’s binge earlier, she wasn’t gonna be talking to anyone anytime soon.

Meanwhile, the next day, Jessica was supposed to show up at work, but when Jerome came in, Mr. Armour told him that,

“That high yella bitch better not had skipped town on me”.

Jerome was puzzled, because he didn’t know what Mr. Armour was talking about, but soon realized that he was talking about Jessica. So he said to Mr. Armour…

“She still hasn’t showed up yet”???

 “Nigga if she was here, would I had asked you that question you dumb fuck”??? Replied Mr. Armour.

Jerome then said to Mr. Armour to let him go see what’s wrong with Jessica. Mr. Armour didn’t like doing anything nice for anyone – But in particular, Jerome or Jessica -, but since he had a vested interest in how she’s doing, he allowed Jerome to go see Jessica.

An half an hour plus a nickle later, Jerome arrived at Jessica’s place. He tried calling her before arriving, but she wasn’t answering her phone. So when he got to her place, he had to knock on her door for almost five minutes before she answered. And when she did, she looked like she had spent the night with Barry Alvarez.

Anyway, Jerome asked Jessica why she hasn’t been answering her phone? She just stared at him in silence. So Jerome asked her something else. And Jessica – Once again – stared at him in silence.  So jerome just sat there and stared back at her for a handful of minutes, before he brought up the conversation she had with Mr. Armour the previous day…

He told her that he understands her wanting out, and he does to… But he also ain’t trying to go to prison, and face getting raped everyday for two, five, or however many years they would get if Mr. Armour gave the video to Corporate. He then furthered his point by saying,

“I’m a man, and ain’t no motherfucka stickin’ anything in me… But you know, why risk it”.

Jessica didn’t hear the last part of Jerome’s statement, because the first part of what he said had finally sunk into her brain, and that caused her to go off on him. And over the course of the next minute, Jessica used every single cuss word that is known to man on Jerome, but once she returned to using non profanity words, she asked him,

“Wasn’t the reason we had sex on camera in the first place was to get fired”???

Jerome didn’t have an answer for her, but Jessica wasn’t done talking, so she went on to say…

“Do you know what I’ve been doing the last couple of months?… I’ve been drinking two bottles of Jack Daniel’s, Grey Goose, whatever alcohol I can get my hands on a week. And do you know why?… Because I’m trying to get my mind off being a thot… That fuck nigga’s thot.

The only reason I don’t kill myself is because I like fucking you. I really do. But I want you inside of me, I wanna suck and taste you because I actually want it. Because both of us are in the mood. Not because some Uncle Ruckus thinking nigga is payin’ us… And not even that much mind you, to satisfy his fucking sick fetish.

I’m done Jerome… I’m fucking done. I’ll spend the rest of my life locked up before I fuck for him again. I’ll grab my daddy’s 45 and blow my fucking brains out, before I’ll ever be that nigga’s trick again”…

Then Jessica stared angrily with rage at Jerome for a handful of seconds, before her facial expression turned into sadness, and eventually tears, as she yelled out loudly that,

“I WANT MY LIFE BACK. I WANT MY FUCKING LIFE BACK”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And shortly thereafter, Jessica began crying uncontrollably. Jerome just stood there, because he knew Jessica was done. She had reached her limit. So he had to figure a way to get Mr. Armour to not release the video to Corporate. So he went back to Mr. Armour, and tried to reason with him…

 

 

A couple of weeks later, Mr. Armour came back to Jerome and Jessica with a proposal. They would no longer have to fuck, and their pay would be increased to $350 per act. Jessica felt like this was too good to be true – Particularly from the devil in the black collared shirt -, so she asked him what kind of stuff would they be doing? And Mr. Armour replied by telling her,

Dancing, playing with food, playing with y’all selves…Especially you yellabone… You know… Softcore amateur shit”.

Jerome was down with this (at least he wouldn’t be having passionless sex all the time). And as for Jessica, she wasn’t as down, but since the previous option was not an option (being a cheap trick), she agreed to do it… But only for a short time…

The Jerome and Jessica Story Chapter III: How The Fuck Are We Gonna Get Out Of This Shit???

A few more days had passed, and once again Mr. Armour had informed Jerome and Jessica that it was time for their next sex act. This time it would be Jerome performing oral sex on Jessica.

They went to the same bench and table where they had sex a couple of days earlier. Mr. Armour told Jerome to get naked, and told Jessica to only take off her pants and panties. He wanted her to keep her shirt on. And once Jessica was comfortable. Jerome placed his head between her legs, and soon thereafter began eating her pussy…

Jessica laid on the table and spread her legs open (not wide, but just enough that Jerome could place his head between them and breathe without gasping for air) and seconds later, Jerome sat on the bench, and placed his head between those thighs. It took him a bit longer to get into the oral mood than it did Jessica (because he felt awkward knowing that another man was ten feet away watching and getting off – From a mental pov – to him eating the punani), but once he did, his lips and her lips became a match made in Cunnlingus Heaven, as he used his lips – And eventually his tongue – to stimulate the outer walls of Jessica’s pussy.

Jerome went on to do this for a couple of minutes or so, as Jessica’s pussy began warming up, and the natural lube that had build up began seeping out of her walls and were quickly sopped up by Jerome’s awaiting tongue. He went on to lick around the outside perimeters of Jessica’s lips, perineum, and even anus for a bit, before he moved up north to her mildly covered black haired vulva. Jerome then moved his face back and forth from left to right, and somehow with every facial turn he managed to submerge his face deeper and deeper into Jessica’s pussy like that man in Baywatch getting stuck in quicksand did.

Anyway, after a few minutes, Jerome managed to escape Jessica’s pussy long enough to look up, and give her a “You got some bomb ass pussy” stare, and she responded by giving him a devilish “If you don’t know, now you know” stare right back.

Anyway, Jerome was now fully engaged into eating and pleasuring Jessica’s pussy from an oral perspective, so it was only natural that he would eventually make his way to the epicenter of Jessica’s pleasuring zone… Her clitoris…

He brought his hand up to it, and gently caressed it with his left index and middle fingers, which caused Jessica to make a ssshhh noise from her mouth and an arctic cold shiver went down her spine, as she began making her mental exit from present day night reality, and entered the land of Orgasmland, just as Jerome did a few nights earlier.

But unlike Jerome, Jessica wouldn’t be in that wonderful land for long, because – As usual – Mr. Armour could give two fucks about the two being pleasured. This shit was about him. So he directed Jerome to stop eating Jessica. This really pissed him off (because he was in full “Tongue dick this woman down” mode). Anyway, Mr. Armour told Jerome the same thing he told Jessica days earlier… And that was to look into the camera while he was giving Jessica head. Jerome responded by shooting a ”I wanna strangle the life out of you” look (A look Jessica was very familiar with) at Mr. Armour, but he begrudgingly tilted his head up more, so that he was more even on the eye level with the camera, before he resumed eating Jessica’s pussy.

It took a few minutes, but Jerome eventually got his mind back into eating and pleasuring Jessica’s pussy, and she began to return back to Orgasmland, but this trip would be even shorter than the first one minutes earlier, because once again, Mr. Armour interrupted the two. He asked Jessica could she squirt? Because it would make the scene better.

Jessica stared at Mr. Armour with a with a cold stare, before telling him, “I’ve never squirted in my life. I don’t know how to fucking squirt. Ain’t me enjoying getting my pussy eaten enough for you”???

Mr. Armour said (in a dickish voice), “Yeah that’s great and all that you’re enjoying getting your pussy eaten, but this is about me bitch. And since I’m paying you, I wanna see you squirt.”

Jessica reiterated to Mr. Armour – In a more emphatic tone –  that she couldn’t squirt. She told him that “I’m not a FUCKING Super Soaker. My pussy doesn’t squirt on demand”.

Mr. Armour replied to Jessica by saying, “Yellabone Bitch, stop lying. You were squirting all over the place on that video”.

Jessica was caught off guard by the comment, but quickly got herself together, and said, “Well I have to be in a special mood to do that. And I can’t be in that mood when I keep having some asshole interrupting me every couple of minutes”.

Mr. Armour stared at Jessica for a couple of seconds, and just said to moan and groan like those greek yogurt eating bitches in pornos do.

At this point, Jessica couldn’t get her mind back into enjoying getting her pussy eaten, so she just started fake moaning and groaning, and saying stuff that she heard in a porn video a year earlier, when she was in a relationship with her ex-boyfriend.

Meanwhile, Jerome could tell that she was faking it, so he stopped performing on her, and just kept his face down there like he was actually doing something.

Anyway, a handful of minutes later, Jessica performed a fake orgasm. And after that, Mr. Armour told her and Jerome to kiss each other. And they proceeded to engage in the most emotionless kiss you’ll ever see (Writer’s Note: I spent over twenty minutes searching the internet for an emotionless kiss, but I couldn’t find one. Sorry).

Anyway, approximately ten seconds later, Mr. Armour said cut, and he was done. And within minutes, he was out of the building, and Jerome and Jessica were left to close again.

 

Fast forward a few minutes to when Jerome and Jessica were putting their clothes back on. She spent almost a minute ranting to Jerome about how much she hated Mr. Armour. He just stared blankly at Jessica, before finally saying to her, “Let’s go fucking home”.

Jessica could tell by the tone of Jerome’s voice, that something was bothering him. So she asked him was he upset that she faked it while he was eating her? She went on to say, “I enjoyed the first few minutes, but after that asshole wanted me to squirt and scream like I’m a maniac, I just couldn’t enjoy it anymore”.

Jerome was like, “Yeah, whatever. We got paid, and that’s all that fucking matters”. Seconds later, he added to that statement by saying, “I didn’t fucking enjoy that shit”. Jerome then walked out of The Gosh Darn Best Burgers Joint and to Jessica’s car. And after she made sure that the alarm was set, Jessica caught up with Jerome and gave him one of her cigarettes, and they smoked together as she drove him home.

And while she was driving Jerome home, Jessica occasionally took a look over at Jerome, and she saw a look on his face that she hadn’t seen before. It was a look of him becoming fully aware of what he – And Jessica – had gotten into. She didn’t know what to say, because she depended on him to be the optimist/glass half full one of the two, but when they arrived at his place, Jessica gave Jerome a big hug before he got out of the car. He continued to stare at her with profound sadness. So she said to him that, “We’re gonna get out of this shit… Some fucking how”… And  Jerome’s facial expression went from sadness to just plain blankness, which for now, Jessica saw as a good thing.

Anyway, seconds later, Jerome existed Jessica’s car, and soon thereafter, went into his place. And as for Jessica, she went into her purse to get another cigarette, before she lit and smoked it, as she drove herself back home. And during this time, she wondered to herself, “Just how the fuck am I gonna get out of this shit”???