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Platonic Benevolence	By : CrysMarie2oo5 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Michael Jackson Views: 4447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I don't know Michael Jackson, or any of the Jackson family or Will.I. Am from the Black Eyed Peas and make no money off this work.

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Chapter Thirty-Three ~ Like A Virgin

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We arrived at Kurai’s apartment, Michael went right up to Kurai’s bedroom leaving me alone with Kurai. My eyes met hers.
“Are you sure you want to do this Kurai, we don’t have to…”
“Are you sure you’re the one who isn’t sure about doing this?”
“You know what? You’re right, I don’t know if I’m ready to do this…I’ve never done it before, I’ve never…” I was cut off my Kurai kissing me passionately. She pulled away, biting her lip.
“Now you feel better?” Kurai asked, her hand grasping mine and pulling me upstairs. I was carrying the bags upstairs. Once we got into the doorway Kurai grabbed the bag and tossed the sex paraphernalia on the bed, she grabbed the now empty bags out of my hands and threw them into the corner. Her lips fell upon mine as her hands went directly to my zipper on my dress and slid it off. I was so nervous, but managed to bring my hands to unzip her dress. Both of us were standing in front of each other in our undergarments. Kurai continued kissing me until she finally pushed me down upon the bed. She dislodged for a moment.
“Can I…taste you?” I bit my lip, wanting to say no, but I was too aroused now to turn back. I nodded, taking my bra while Kurai was taking my underwear off. Kurai’s lips left my lips and traveled down to my breasts, where they kissed and sucked on each nipple, then her kisses traveled to my womanhood. She gave a small smile.
“You are so beautiful…I can see why Michael chose you. I feel like I’m about to taste forbidden fruit.” I blushed, but chose not to say anything to Kurai comment. I sucked in a breath as I felt Kurai begin to explore my flesh with her tongue. I let out a unexpected moan as I felt Kurai run over my clit. I secretly prayed that Michael wasn’t getting jealous. Kurai moaned as her tongue delved deeply inside me. She continued this until I was close to orgasm. She pulled away.
“Put on that strap on, I want to try it.” Kurai said, her eyes curling into a mischievous grin.
“Okay.” I said as she got up off of me. I grabbed the strap-on and put it on as the instructions said to. The dildo was strategically placed on top of my clit. It had a vibrating option for both partners. I lubed it up carefully with the lubricant that we had bought with our various sex toys. Meanwhile, Kurai stripped down to her birthday suit and laid back down on the bed. I looked back at Kurai’s changing screen and smiled, knowing that Michael was behind it. I laid back on top of Kurai and kissed her deeply. I pulled away and looked into her eyes.
“Are you ready?” I asked, as I turned the switched on and the strap on began to vibrate. Kurai nodded. I slowly entered Kurai with the fake penis as it pressed against my clit. I gave out a moan of pleasure. I slowly worked the vibrating phallus slowly inside Kurai, until it was all the way inside her.
“Am I hurting you?”
“A little, but it’s to expected, keep going.” Kurai said her eyes meeting mine. I began to thrust the phallus at a slow rhythm into her body. I was very awkward for me, my arms were getting sore from holding my body weight, it made me wonder how Michael ever did it. I stopped.
“I don’t think I’m strong enough to do this Kurai…” I said, stopping. She looked up at me. I heard Michael giggle from behind the screen.
“Okay, I don’t really think I like the feeling of having something that big inside me.” Kurai said, as I withdrew from her. “I’ll wear it though, since your experienced and all.” Kurai said as she reached down and unsnapped a button. I smiled as I got up off of her and took off the strap on. Kurai took it into the bathroom that connected into her bedroom and washed it off. Then she put it on and flipped the switch.
“Ooh…that’s really nice.” Kurai said, running her hands over it. I rolled my eyes as she sashayed out of the bathroom. She pounced on top of me. I went crashing onto the soft bed as Kurai’s lips met mine hungrily. I felt the rubber phallus enter me. Kurai’s hands were all over my body, caressing me. After ten minutes of thrusting the both of us were coming to our climaxes. I bit my lip and kept silent as I came to orgasm. Not wanted to get Michael upset with me. Kurai moaned loudly before collapsing on top of me. Exhausted. I ran my fingers through her wet hair.
“You’re right, it’s not easy. I don’t know how guys do it.” Kurai said, as she took off the strap on. She laid beside me as she cuddled into me. I never realized how tired I was or that I even fell asleep until Michael gently shook me awake.
“Hey sexy, you wanna get dressed? Wayne’s outside with the SUV.”
“Uh…yeah…you’re not mad are you?”
“No. Did you have fun?” Michael asked, looking at me.
“It was more awkward than anything. Seriously.” I said, taking a spare sheet and wrapping it around myself. I got up off of Kurai’s bed and went downstairs to my bag and dressed into my favorite jeans and a black hoodie sweater. I didn’t even bother putting on any undergarments as I dressed. I ran back upstairs to Kurai’s room and grabbed the vibrator that I paid for along with a couple of studded condoms that I stuck in my purse.
I raced downstairs and followed Michael outside to the SUV, where I was cordially greeted by a perturbed Wayne. He looked at Michael and shook his head. Michael ignored him and kissed me.
“I love you so much…” Michael whispered, as we cuddled into the backseat.
“I love you too.” I said, as I kissed him passionately. We held each others hands until we got within a block of the hotel where he was staying.
“Hey, MJ, did you want to stop and sign of autographs? Or just keep going?” Wayne asked, as all of us could see the mob of fans racing toward the car.
“Just keep going, I don’t want to publicize my relationship with Crystal just yet.” Michael said, looking at me and winking. I blushed then grew terrified as the fans reached the car. They were banging on the windows, screaming Michael’s name. Michael held me closer to him.
“This is why I asked Wayne to come with me. The press somehow found out I was here…” Michael said, looking at me.
“Price of fame…” Wayne said, scowling at me through the rear view mirror. I drew in a deep breath as Wayne handed a mask to me.
“Wear this, I don’t want the press to know that you two are together. They already have their heads spinning about that stunt you pulled in Ireland…”
“Wayne…” Michael interjected.
“She’s ruining everything MJ. She’s bad news.”
“Shut it Wayne or I will fire you…understand?”
“Bro’s before Ho’s MJ…”
“Just drive!” Michael said firmly, as I put the mask on. I was literally biting my tongue to keep for saying something I would regret. I just wanted to run out of the SUV. Maybe I was ruining it all for Michael. Maybe I was just a fuck-up. I could feel Michael’s eyes on me as I pulled my hood over my head.
“Don’t mind him babe, he’s ticked because I drug him here.” Wayne shook his head as we pulled up to the entrance to the hotel. Michael put his cap on and put his scarf around his face. He let go of me as he squeezed my hand.
“Ready?” I drew in a deep breath, as the butterflies swarmed. With Michael still clutching my hand tightly, he opened the door, and blinding flashes sparked, causing me to close my eyes. Wayne kept the press off as Michael and I ran in a full sprint to avoid the fans. Once inside, Michael and I walked through the busy kitchen of a bistro that the hotel offered. The head chef was rambling something in French at us as we walked through. Wayne led us upstairs to the busy lobby. We took an elevator to Michael’s floor.
“You want me to go back to my room MJ, since you’re going to be busy for the rest of the night?” Wayne asked, his eyes narrowing at me then resting on Michael. Michael rolled his eyes.
“Do what you want Wayne, I won’t need you for the rest of the night. So…” Michael said, as we stepped off the elevator. Leaving Wayne inside, shaking his head.
“Have fun.” Wayne muttered as he pressed the down button and the elevator closed. Michael looked at me as he began sliding the mask off. Just then we were interrupted by a woman. Our heads turned toward the end of the hallway to see a blonde hair woman. Upon closer inspection, I realized that it was the same blonde-haired woman that I had cornered in the restaurant. My mask was still partially on so I pushed it back on my face, hoping she didn’t see my face.
“Mr. Jackson…Lilith Chase from the Globe. Can I get a statement from you?” I disguised my voice in an authentic British accent.
“If you want a statement from Mr. Jackson, you’ll need to talk to me first. I’m his lawyer…Beatrice Holder…” I said, pausing for a moment to think of a phony name I could use. I offered my hand to her, and she took it. I turned back to Michael.
“Mr. Jackson, I’ll just talk to this lady for a moment, and I’ll send her in when I approve of her questions…”
“Oh…no need for that…if I can just…”
“No, I am his lawyer, you need to talk to me before you get to him.” I then turned back to Michael. “Go to the room, I’ll meet you there and we’ll discuss the conditions of the matters at hand.” I said, winking at Michael. Michael nodded understandingly.
“Okay Beatrice, see you in a bit.” Michael said, turning away from the two of us. I quickly led Lilith away from Michael and toward the elevator.
“Ms. Holder, why do you have a mask on? If we are going to talk, I will need to see your face.” Lilith said, her blue eyes meeting mine. I pressed the down button on the elevator. I seemed like forever before the elevator dinged.
“Oh silly me.” I said, as the elevator doors opened. I slid my mask off.
“Oh my God! It’s you!” Lilith exclaimed shocked. A grin came to my face. As I pushed the button again and shoved her into the elevator.
“I told you to leave Michael and I alone. You reporters are so stubborn I swear. Well anyways, enjoy your trip. If I catch you on the floor again, I will make sure that you won’t have two legs to walk on. So as the British say, ‘Ta Ta for now’” I said as the door closed. I heard Lilith scream in frustration. I could just see her pressing the up button on the elevator. A smirk lined my lips as my eyes met Michael’s.
“I’m so glad I asked you to marry me. You are so sexy when you are irritated.” Michael said, as he met me halfway. His lips met mine in a passionate kiss. “Mm…lets go to my room before I decide to have my way with you here in this hallway.” Michael said as he led me toward his room at the end of the hallway.
“You wouldn’t…” Michael then pinned me against the wall and wrapped my legs around his waist.
“Really now?” Michael challenged, as he pressed himself against me. I could feel his swelling manhood press against me.
“Yeah, really.” I challenged, throwing it right back at him. Michael’s eyes met mine, all that I could see was lust in them.
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