Zendaya's Lucy Weeend

ZENDAYA'S LUCKY WEEKEND

CHAPTER ONE

Zendaya walked through the door of the dimly-lit bar. Classic rock was playing on the stereo as she took a seat at the bar. The bartender smiled as he saw her and said, "What can I get you?"

"A nice Jack and Coke." Zendaya said. "Tall glass, please, and a straw." The bartender nodded and mixed up her drink and handed it to her. "Thanks."

"That's seven dollars and fifty cents," he said. Zendaya handed him a ten-dollar bill and he handed her the change, which she dropped in her purse. "You're Zendaya, aren't you?" he asked in a voice low enough for the other customers not to hear them. She nodded. "Glad to have you."

Zendaya smiled and looked over at the very handsome young man that walked in. This guy was six feet tall and skinny with a pale complexion and shiny jet-black hair in a neat side-part hairstyle. he wore a shiny black leather jacket and black jeans. "Hey." This guy had a tough but gentle voice. "I heard Sam, here, say that Zendaya's in the bar."

Zendaya glared at the bartender, who shrugged. She rolled her eyes and looked back at the handsome man that now sat next to her. "Well, you heard right."

"Eddie Bones," he said and they shook hands. "So, what brings yuo to Manhattan?"

"Weekend getaway." Zendaya said while she curled one of the thick strands of hair that framed her face around her finger absentmindedly. "Need a break from work."

Eddie sighed. "Trust me, I know what you mean. I've been working at the docks all week and I'm exhausted."

She laughed mirthlessly. "You should do what I do and tell me how you feel. I'm always traveling and never get time to myself. I'm either filming, attending premiers or I'm at different fashion shows or parties. I need a damn break!"

"Okay, okay," he said as he sipped his tequila. "I get it. How about we get out of here for a while? Hang out for a bit?"

"Trying to get me in bed?" she asked.

"Not if you don't want to." Eddie said politely. "I mean, the thought has crossed my mind."

"I'm in a relationship," she said. "Tom Holland."

"I know," he said. "Where is your man?"

"He's at home in London." Zendaya said. "I'm heading out there Tuesday tto spend a few weeks with him."

"Well, how about you have a little fun before you go?" he suggested. "He doesn't have to know."

Zendaya battled with herself, now. On one hand, she wanted to wait and see how things went with Tom, but, on the other hand, she needed a release. She wasn't entirely pleased with her final decision. "Okay, but we need to be very careful. I don't want to end up pregnant and have to explain it to Tom."

Eddie nodded and patted his pocket. "I have what we need, don't worry." They stood up and walked out of the bar. "Did you bring a car?" She shook her head. "Hop in mine." Zendaya saw a silver 2021 Chrysler 300 and her imagination went off the rails. "You good?"

"Yeah, just thinking," she said. "I've never done this before. I mean, yeah, I had sex before, but that was a while back before Tom. I don't want to talk about it." Eddie nodded as they drove across the Brooklyn Bridge. "We're in Brooklyn?" He nodded. "I haven't been here in a long time." She watched as they pulled into the driveway of a small single-story house with a built-in two car garage. "Nice house."

"Thanks." Eddie said. "You can spend the night, if you want. It's already after eleven."

"Sure." Zendaya said. She wasn't drunk, but she did feel a slight buzz from her drink. She smiled when she saw the interior of his house. The living room had an inviting atmosphere. The sofa, loveseat and armchairs were made of black leather and the room was lit by the lights on the ceiling fan that gave the room a cozy breeze. "May I use your bathroom?"

"First door on the right in the hallway." Eddie said as he sat down on the sofa and pulled the coffee table closer to him.

Zendaya closed the bathroom door and fixed her hair so it wouldn't get in her face during her pleasurable encounter. She tucked the strands framing her face into a bun with the rest of her hair and took off her sweater to reveal a V-neck top showing off some of her cleavage. Satisfied with her appearance, she joined Eddie on the couch. "Is that weed?" she asked as she saw the blunt in his hand. He nodded. "Oh."

"You don't want to?" he asked.

"Never tried it." Zendaya admitted. Eddie took a deep drag off the lit blunt and passed it to her. Zendaya took a small drag and immediately coughed. It took a few more drags for her to get used to it and, after ten minutes, she was smoking like a pro. "Damn, I needed this."

"Yeah," he said. "Can I tell you something, hopefully without sounding like a total fanboy?" She nodded. "I've had a crush on your for a long time."

"How long?" She scooted closer to him, sliding her hand up and down his leg, slowly moving her hand higher to his pelvic area.

"Since you were with Disney." Eddie admitted.

"Can I tell you something, then?" she asked and he nodded. "I think you're pretty cute and, I think I want to make out with you." They both leaned forward, their lips touching. Their kiss deepened and became more passionate. Within seconds, their tongues were battling in their mouths. "I want you, now." Zendaya said in lustful tone. He lifted his lower body so she could pull his pants and boxers off. "Now, that's what I'm talking about!" Zendaya said excitedly when she saw his six member. It was five inches long and at least two inches thick. The head was a thick pink mushroom. She gripped his shaft, stroking it slowly. "God, you're so big."

"Yeah, it runs on my dad's side of the family." Eddie said. "More than half the girls I slept with ended up wanting more."

"I might be one of them." Zendaya said. She opened her mouth as wide as she lowered her face down to his crotch, the head of his rod touching the back of her throat.

"Quick question." Eddie said and Zendaya stopped her blow job. "Do you mind of you're on camera?"

"No, it's fine," she said. "When it's done, give me a copy."

"Don't worry, if you enjoy this, we can do more until it's time for you to go." She smiled and went back to her blow job. "This is what I dreamed of for a long time. He lightly gripped her head, slightly increasing her speed. Zendaya felt his shaft start to pulsate and gagged a little as a flood of his hot semen went down her throat. She sat up, gasping for air and spat what semen she could in the toilet. "Sorry."

"It's okay. I'll brush my teeth later. Do you need time to recover?"

"Nah, I'm good." Eddie said. "Now, how do you want to do this?" Beaming at him, Zendaya swung one leg over him, hovering inches above his cock. She held it upright and lowered herself until her ass cheeks were touching his thighs. Once she was accustomed to his girth, she started slowly moving up and down until she was riding him like a horse. She leaned down and they made out while she rode him.

"Oh, God," she moaned. "Yes...yes....!" She dismounted him as he stood up to give her the sofa. Zendaya got on her hands and knees as he took her from behind.