Hello readers, its Rulehater, the author of the critically acclaimed series "Dangerously in Love" and "Damon's Chronicles" (at least the 5 or 6 people who read them think they are). Anyways, since I was so long and kept my readers in such hiatus, I decided to come out with this special treat to make up for my absence.
I'd like to start off by thanking TRL for doing such an awesome job with his Country Music story. Despite the fact that I despise country music in every shape and form, I enjoyed his story so much that I just had to do the same with the genre with the most beautiful women on earth, R&B. Please ignore any blatant similarities to TRL's story - it is not so much plagiarism as paying homage to one of the most talented authors I've ever had the pleasure of reading. I also want to say thanks to KMB, Carnage Jackson, and HardGuy4, for their encouragement and suggestions.
Please note that this is not a spinoff of 'Dangerously in Love," even if it does incorporate many of its elements. I hope you enjoy the story. Feedback is very welcome. Look out for a sequel to this story, featuring Jill Scott, India.Arie, Angie Stone, Erykah Badu, and Macy Gray. OK that was a joke. While I love all the aforementioned beautiful women, I'll rather just rather appreciate them for their splendid neo-soul music.
If you are below the age of 18, do not read this. A word is enough for the wise. To the rest of you, do proceed with caution. None of the events described here are even real. None of the people mentioned act this way, at least to the best of my knowledge.
Ladies' Night - An R&B Clusterfuck
"I got dreams of fucking an R&B bitch..." -
The Notorious B.I.G., 'Dreams'
The music industry, as we all probably know, is nowhere near as glamorous as it seems. While there are a lot of perks involved - getting to travel all over the world, earning millions of dollars, and getting to perform on stage in front of thousands of adoring fans, there are a lot of downsides to it as well. Dealing with shady executives, living off tour buses, and learning rigorous dance routines on a regular basis is definitely no picnic, which is why, every now and then, even the most prominent recording stars opt to go on hiatus and spend an extended period of time away from all of the hoopla.
At least, that was the reasoning of Janet Jackson, arguably one of greatest and most successful female artists of our time. The last child of the most popular and infamous family in music, she had been involved in music right from when she was a kid kid, from following her older brothers, the Jackson 5, around, till she became a solo artist in her own right. Over the past twenty years, as the rest of her family had become more and more mired in controversy, and the whole world paid more attention to Michael's skin color and baby dangling than to his music, she had managed to overcome the shadows of her megalomaniac brother, and show the world that, despite coming from such lineage, she was, on her own merit, a talented artist. Now, twenty years, about ten albums, several hit movies, and countless Grammy wins and nominations later, she was completely worn out, and were in the middle of a hiatus from recording.
She definitely deserved it - her last album, "All For You," had been a success, going platinum several times over in many countries, and she had recently enjoyed box office success opposite Eddie Murphy in the sequel to the "Nutty Professor." She had also gone through an extremely difficult divorce recently from her ex-husband, whom she was secretly married to for years, and who was now threatening to blackmail her and expose secrets, both about her and the whole Jackson family.
Right now, though, none of those was on Janet's mind. In the midst of the absolute pleasure she was going through at the moment, she hardly even remembered any of that, or that fact that in about a week, she was about to commence recording material for her new album, and in the process, come out of hibernation. For in between her legs at the very moment, was one of the prettiest faces on earth.
"Oh yes baby," she was moaning, "Suck me, suck my pussy, just like I taught you, yes, exactly like I taught you. Lick my pussy and let me come all over that pretty face of yours."
Yes, Janet was bi-sexual; she loved to sleep with both men and women, and currently had a woman in her bed - the beautiful Beyoncé Knowles, lead singer of Destiny's Child, who had recently found huge solo success of her own. They had actually been sleeping together for years now, and though not regularly, since they both had busy schedules of their own, they managed to get together every now and then. The two had met long before Destiny's Child became a household name, when they were opening for Janet on tour. By chance, Janet had discovered the then 17-year-old was also into girls, and they had begun their physical relationship then.
Janet had been bi for as long as she could remember, and over the past fifteen or so years, had been in the company of numerous women, both in Hollywood and out. She had been with quite a number of famous singers and actresses, and learned a lot from them. She'd never really hid her attraction to women, and she knew that there were a lot of rumors about her rampant bisexuality, but none serious enough. Rene, her ex-husband, had caught her with women several times, and even though he had never really minded, she had been surprised when he had brought up infidelity as one of the reasons for their divorce. He had even managed to fork some money over from her in order to silence him from outing her as a lesbian to the media.
Well, her ex-husband was one of the furthest things on her mind as she continued to enjoy Beyoncé's skilled tongue all over her wet, sopping snatch.
"Yes baby, suck me, suck my pussy, make me come," she was yelling, "I love the way your tongue feels on my pussy. Oh yes."
Janet's shuddered as her orgasm hit her, and for several moments, she still felt the thunderous effect. She might regret many things in her lifetime, but she knew that the last thing she would ever regret was hooking up with Beyoncé, and teaching her many expert sapphic ways. The two of them had had so many wonderful adventures, like meeting at different awards shows and industry parties and riskily making love where there was so much danger of being caught. Beyoncé had managed to teach Kelly and Michelle, her bandmates, the joys of being with a woman, and had of course brought them over many times for them to enjoy.
"Did you like that, honey?" Beyoncé asked as she kissed Janet on the mouth.
"Like it?" she answered, "I totally loved it. You are getting better each and every time I fuck you."
"I'm going to miss you so much when you go to Europe," Beyoncé said sadly, "Have fun with all those French bimbos, and make sure none of them replace me."
'You know you'll always be my number one," smiled Janet, "besides, I'm not leaving for France for another week."
Janet was going to be in France for about a month or so, recording with a few European techno and dance artists and DJs, whose sound she wanted to incorporate into her upcoming album.
"I wish I could come with you," Beyoncé complained, "but I still have a lot of album promotion to do, and I need to shoot the video for my second single. But I'll try and wrangle the time and come over, even if just for a weekend."
"Really? And spend a moment away from that rapper boyfriend of yours?" asked Janet sarcastically.
"Don't let's get into this argument again tonight," pleaded Beyoncé, 'I know you don't approve of Shawn, and let's leave it at that. I just want to have fun with you tonight."
"Speaking of fun, I have a terrific idea." smiled Janet.
"Does it involve loads of hot, naked females?" asked Beyoncé, "If so, I'm there."
"Indeed it does," Janet replied, "I think we should throw a party."
"A party?" replied Beyoncé, "What kind of party? Where?"
"A slumber party," giggled Janet, "We could invite a load of girls over and have an orgy to last hours."
"Ooooh, me likey," laughed Beyoncé, "But who are you going to invite? Normal females or other celebrities or what?"
"I'm thinking of inviting a bunch of other singers. You know, an R&B party," Janet suggested.
"That doesn't sound bad. Does it have to be just R&B?" inquired Beyoncé.
"Yeah" answered Janet, "and I know what you are about to ask, but Jewel is not an R&B singer, so the answer is no."
Beyoncé had recently slept with Alaskan pop/folk singer, the beautiful Jewel, and was really excited about it.
"It's OK," said Janet, noticing the crestfallen look on her face, "Maybe next time. She's not in town anyway, like you said, or she'd be here tonight. Plus, we R&B chicks need to be united, like the other genres too."
"What do you mean?" Beyoncé asked, a little puzzled.
