Alicia Keys had been practicing for her performance at the Video Music Awards. She seemed very tense; at least that's what a stagehand noticed during her preparations'. His name was Duane; he couldn't stop looking at her beautiful face. Her smooth, bi-racial skin tempted him to jerk-off multiple times behind the curtains. There have been times when he felt his orgasm and nothing actually came out.
Alicia caught Duane in the act sometimes but didn't seem to do anything about it, she just laughed, often she would wink her eye at him causing him to get pumped up for her once again. During the four-week span where Alicia would practice and practice for her first time performing in front of a huge crowd. It was about 2 days before the show and she was really high-strung. She drank herbal tea, chewed on all sorts of things to calm down but to no avail would they relieve her tension.
Duane would often give her a helping hand and she would look at him in a sort of nasty way like she knew what he was doing and thought it was nasty. Well she was really trying to sing her song when all of a sudden her voice was taken away by all the preparation.
"Duane?" Alicia said with what voice she had left.
"Yes, what's wrong with your voice?" Duane asked.
"Could you shut up and get me something, anything to stop this?" she asked.
"I'll see what I can do." said Duane. He quickly ran to the store and came back within minutes.
"Okay, I have some herbal stuff. The Chinese guy said it has great healing ability for the throat so here." Duane handed her the herbal pill and she took it without hesitation. Half an hour later she called Duane back.
"Is something bothering you?" said Duane.
"You know that bullshit you got me from that Japanese guy…" said Alicia.
"It was Chinese!" responded Duane.
"I don't give a shit if it was Mongolian, you better find me something quick or I'll fire your jerk-off ass!" she said in a scratchy voice. Duane walked away with his head down and thought what next?
"Duane…" Alicia said. He turned around and looked at her beauty.
"What is it?" he said.
"I'm sorry, I'm just angry that I haven't got any sleep and I have so much things going through my mind and…" she said.
"I understand Alicia," said Duane. "I have a perfect plan for you to get rid of all those symptoms."
"It better be good," Alicia said. "I don't have much time left."
"I read on an Internet site that in order to restore your voice box in your throat, you have to swallow someone else's bodily wastes." Duane said.
"Like what? You mean kissing right?" asked Alicia.
"It wasn't very specific, but I think that was what they meant." Duane said.
"There's no one else around to kiss." said Alicia. Duane looked at the ground and looked back up to see Alicia staring into his eyes. "Well, since you're the only one her, I guess we're gonna have to tongue kiss. But you can't tell nobody about this shit or else I'll kill you."
"Ok! I promise." Duane said enthusiastically. He sprayed his mouth with Binacca to impress Alicia for the only chance he'll ever have. Duane sat on the piano bench right beside Alicia, they moved towards each other's lips; Alicia dare not look as she closed her eyes. They would soon touch their lips and kiss each other, Duane was the one to insert his tongue into her and spurt his saliva into her beautiful mouth, and he grabbed her cheeks with his hands.
Alicia would soon enter her tongue into his mouth as well. They swapped their saliva for a minute until Alicia pulled back. They glared at each other, not daring to talk about it. Alicia wiped her lips, trying to talk but all she had noticed was her voice got worse and she couldn't talk now. She slapped Duane in the face, trying to get a cheap kiss off of her by making that stuff up about exchanging bodily wastes.
"I'm sorry Alicia, obviously that was not the solution." said Duane. Alicia talked but no words came out, Duane read her lips as he had kissed it. She appeared to say "what now?"
"Let's try another bodily waste." said Duane. Alicia nodded her head uncertainly but agreed with Duane. "How about sweating?" asked Duane. She agreed by nodding her head. Duane thought that he would sweat by working out, he started to do jumping jacks but not that much sweat came off of his perfect build body, did I mention Duane had a really nice body for a middle-aged man (30). Now he started doing push-ups and after twenty-five consecutive times he was pouring with waste.
"Her it goes, just lick It." said Duane. Alicia closed her eyes and licked his sweaty tricep. Duane loved her soft tongue, as did his big cock rising to the top of his tight jeans. She licked both triceps up and down till there was none left to fulfill her needs. After a quiet ten minutes, she tried to talk and realized that it didn't work that much but her voice came back a little raspy.
"That is not enough," she said.