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Top of the Charts: Calvin Myers Memoirs PT 3 unedited…
I opened my eyes to see the driver sucking on my head, while Hitmaker lips caressed the side of my dick. I can’t lie that shit felt nothing short of amazing, I squirmed and moaned as they tagged team my dick right in the backseat of the limo. It took mere minutes for me to let my balls loose in the drivers mouth with the way these two were working my joystick. I came so hard I felt as tho my soul had been lifted from my body, I could barely move. With no emotions at all the driver whipped his mouth and step out of the car, then stood waiting to open my door when signaled. Hitmaker sat over in his seat, smiling hard “So you liked it?” “It was alright.” I replied. “From the looks of it, it was more than alright.” He laughed but stopped when I told him that it I needed 20 grand not 10. “That wasn’t the agreement Calvin.” “Yeah the agreement was for the drivers mouth, not yours. Your mouth is an extra 10.” Hitmaker stared at me for a second then pulled out his phone to text his accountant right then and there to have the money transferred. I motioned for the driver to open my door but before I got out I smile and said “Nice doing business with you.” Then walked in my building.
I was awaken the next day by a call from JE, he explained to me that I needed an assistant, because times were about to become hectic real soon with the release of my first single, and it would be easier for me to keep up with an assistant. To my relief he had already found some perspective candidates and scheduled a couple interviews before my photoshoot later that day. So to arrive at the location about two hours early. I glanced over at the time on the wall, I only had a hour to get there, but first I needed to do my morning ritual, so I quickly took a ‘in bed’ selfie for my instagram followers. I had over 500k followers. When I got out of bed, I headed to the bathroom, brushed my teeth washed my face then took a mirror selfie. Undressed, got in the shower, soaped up and took a shower selfie, then a selfie in my towel, oh and one more after I got dressed. I found that was an easy way to keep my fans interested in me and feel as though they were there with me on my journey in life. I grabbed my shit and headed out the door. On my way I checked my account to make sure Hitmakers deposit went through to my account, then sat back and ordered clothes online until I reached my destination. I made it to the location about 30 minutes late but as soon as I got there I started taking interviews in my dressing room. I had seen a couple of promising candidates but none I felt was a good fit until this brown skin chick with a slim waist, and thick thighs walked in. Long story short, we interviewed that couch with her riding this long hard dick. I think I may have to hire her. I took her number and told her she definitely would get a call back. By the time we finished up, it was time for the photo shoot.
The set up of the shoot was me in a bed with a model in the middle of a dance floor surrounded by people. We were to pretend like we were making love as people danced around us. The only problem was; the way the model grinded on me as she rode me topless had my dick rock hard! I know she felt it poking up against her. To my surprise she kept riding like nothing was trying to go up in her. She kiss and bit my lips, I caressed her back and kissed her tits. I could almost hear her moans over the music. I think she enjoying this just as much as I was. Confirmation came when she leant down and whispered in my ear “Damn your fat ass dick feels good press against my clit. You’re going make me wet my panties.” I clinched her waist and smiled as her tits move back and forth across my face. The model moved her body slow as she press her pussy hard up against my shit, her moans grew louder and longer, her nails dug deep into my chest and her body shook uncontrollably. I looked into her eyes and her pupils were nowhere to be found, she was in heaven on top of me and that last moan let me know she’d just went beyond. I pulled her in and kissed her on the neck. After all that the director finally yelled cut. When she raised up her panties were soaked and so was my boxers. She wrapped the sheet around her then walked off set. Leaving me there covered in her pussy juice. I had an intern on set bring me my pants, I slipped them on so I could walk over to check out the shots.
They were perfect, the photographer captured exactly what the song was about. I was ready to see the final product and get my single out there. I just hoped that JE like the shots as much as I did. Before I left back to my dressing room the photographer assured me he’d have my cover ready by the end of the day. I was excited that I had finished my first official photo shoot and took a couple pics on set to post on my Facebook for my fans. Later that night i went out to the club by myself bought a table in VIP, got faded and relaxed. I caught a taxi home and woke up that next morning next to some random chick. I had no idea who she was or how she got there. The only reason i know i caught a taxi was because i had a car in my pocket. I shook her, waking her up “Who are you?” She looked at me confused, “Who are you?” “Shit i asked you first, how you end up in my bed?” She looked around my room. Then sat up in my bed “I have no idea. Last i remember i was at the club.” She stated getting out my bed gathering her clothes. I let her out my place and headed straight for the shower, then the clinic to make sure i hadn’t caught any diseases. Everything came back ok. A couple days later i got that call i was waiting for from JE. They were releasing my single today and he wanted me to approve the final artwork.
 I headed straight to his office, no stops. When i reached he had a giant poster covered by a silk sheet. When i entered he said “Congratulations.” then pulled the sheet off. It was more than what i could of ever asked for. It was me on top of the model with her legs around my waist as i kissed her. The people in the background dancing set of the picture. That had to be the happiest day of my life. Its hard to write in words the way i was feeling. A nigha was near to tears. I had to compose myself though and get through this meeting. “Calvin today is the day. How you feeling?” “JE you just don’t know how excited i am, i’ve dreamed of this day man, real shit.” “I understand but to day is the release of your single now the hard work starts. I’ve lined up a couple of club performances for you to help promote your single. Tonight i want you to release your single on your facebook page and twitter, also post a clip of you singing it live on your Instagram with a link to it on Itunes.Tomorrow night you have a performance at 50/50 Club thats going to be recorded and posted to Youtube.” We finished up the meeting and i headed home to call my mom, she was so excited and said she would be the first one to buy a single. The moment i got home i recorded myself single ‘Luv In the club’ then posted it on all my social media sites, along with a link to buy my single. I was so hyped i had a drink and went to sleep, if i didn’t i would’ve been up all night going crazy reading the comments my fans were leaving. The next morning i awoke and immediately check my facebook, i have over 20 thousand comments on my song. I was terrified to read them so i didn’t. I just went on about my day like nothing was different. I got a text from JE around 1 o’clock that day asking me to meet him at his office.
I pulled up to his office nervous, thinking he was going to tell me that my single wasn’t doing well. I took my time getting on the elevator, and getting off. I walked slowly down the hall to his secretary desk who wasn’t there for some strange reason. So i just went straight to his office door, and opened it. Soon as i stepped in, confetti dropped, balloons and shit came out of nowhere. I was completely shocked, i had no idea what was going on. Until i seen a banner that said, ‘Congrats on the Number 1 Itunes single’ i literally passed out, JE, his assistant, and Hitmaker had to come get me up off the floor. When i awoke, JE told me my single went to number 1 on Itunes and had been number 1 all day, also it was the most added R&B track on radio, and on track to chart somewhere on the Billboard Hot 100! I was thru, i couldn’t take anymore news, but we decided to go out and celebrate after my performance tonight.
As soon as I left his office I headed to practice for my performance, i was so hyped I smiled the whole way there. I thanked my fans on social media and posted videos of me singing my song. The great news of my single doing well was on intensified when I found out my show was sold out. All this only made me rehearse harder, i wanted everything perfect. That’s what my fans deserved, a great show. And that’s just what I gave them. That performance was one point in my opinion, one of my best even to this day. A couple friends, family, and label people celebrated with my at the club that night. I was throwing them drinks back like it was a bitch throwing her ass. By the time the club closed it was completely fucked up. All I remember was bits and pieces of that night, but had no idea why I woke up in Hitmakers bed with both of naked and a used condom full of nut still on my dick.  Repost with comments…

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Top of the Charts: Calvin Myers Memoirs PT 3 unedited…

I opened my eyes to see the driver sucking on my head, while Hitmaker lips caressed the side of my dick. I can’t lie that shit felt nothing short of amazing, I squirmed and moaned as they tagged team my dick right in the backseat of the limo. It took mere minutes for me to let my balls loose in the drivers mouth with the way these two were working my joystick. I came so hard I felt as tho my soul had been lifted from my body, I could barely move. With no emotions at all the driver whipped his mouth and step out of the car, then stood waiting to open my door when signaled. Hitmaker sat over in his seat, smiling hard “So you liked it?” “It was alright.” I replied. “From the looks of it, it was more than alright.” He laughed but stopped when I told him that it I needed 20 grand not 10. “That wasn’t the agreement Calvin.” “Yeah the agreement was for the drivers mouth, not yours. Your mouth is an extra 10.” Hitmaker stared at me for a second then pulled out his phone to text his accountant right then and there to have the money transferred. I motioned for the driver to open my door but before I got out I smile and said “Nice doing business with you.” Then walked in my building.

I was awaken the next day by a call from JE, he explained to me that I needed an assistant, because times were about to become hectic real soon with the release of my first single, and it would be easier for me to keep up with an assistant. To my relief he had already found some perspective candidates and scheduled a couple interviews before my photoshoot later that day. So to arrive at the location about two hours early. I glanced over at the time on the wall, I only had a hour to get there, but first I needed to do my morning ritual, so I quickly took a ‘in bed’ selfie for my instagram followers. I had over 500k followers. When I got out of bed, I headed to the bathroom, brushed my teeth washed my face then took a mirror selfie. Undressed, got in the shower, soaped up and took a shower selfie, then a selfie in my towel, oh and one more after I got dressed. I found that was an easy way to keep my fans interested in me and feel as though they were there with me on my journey in life. I grabbed my shit and headed out the door. On my way I checked my account to make sure Hitmakers deposit went through to my account, then sat back and ordered clothes online until I reached my destination. I made it to the location about 30 minutes late but as soon as I got there I started taking interviews in my dressing room. I had seen a couple of promising candidates but none I felt was a good fit until this brown skin chick with a slim waist, and thick thighs walked in. Long story short, we interviewed that couch with her riding this long hard dick. I think I may have to hire her. I took her number and told her she definitely would get a call back. By the time we finished up, it was time for the photo shoot.

The set up of the shoot was me in a bed with a model in the middle of a dance floor surrounded by people. We were to pretend like we were making love as people danced around us. The only problem was; the way the model grinded on me as she rode me topless had my dick rock hard! I know she felt it poking up against her. To my surprise she kept riding like nothing was trying to go up in her. She kiss and bit my lips, I caressed her back and kissed her tits. I could almost hear her moans over the music. I think she enjoying this just as much as I was. Confirmation came when she leant down and whispered in my ear “Damn your fat ass dick feels good press against my clit. You’re going make me wet my panties.” I clinched her waist and smiled as her tits move back and forth across my face. The model moved her body slow as she press her pussy hard up against my shit, her moans grew louder and longer, her nails dug deep into my chest and her body shook uncontrollably. I looked into her eyes and her pupils were nowhere to be found, she was in heaven on top of me and that last moan let me know she’d just went beyond. I pulled her in and kissed her on the neck. After all that the director finally yelled cut. When she raised up her panties were soaked and so was my boxers. She wrapped the sheet around her then walked off set. Leaving me there covered in her pussy juice. I had an intern on set bring me my pants, I slipped them on so I could walk over to check out the shots.

They were perfect, the photographer captured exactly what the song was about. I was ready to see the final product and get my single out there. I just hoped that JE like the shots as much as I did. Before I left back to my dressing room the photographer assured me he’d have my cover ready by the end of the day. I was excited that I had finished my first official photo shoot and took a couple pics on set to post on my Facebook for my fans. Later that night i went out to the club by myself bought a table in VIP, got faded and relaxed. I caught a taxi home and woke up that next morning next to some random chick. I had no idea who she was or how she got there. The only reason i know i caught a taxi was because i had a car in my pocket. I shook her, waking her up “Who are you?” She looked at me confused, “Who are you?” “Shit i asked you first, how you end up in my bed?” She looked around my room. Then sat up in my bed “I have no idea. Last i remember i was at the club.” She stated getting out my bed gathering her clothes. I let her out my place and headed straight for the shower, then the clinic to make sure i hadn’t caught any diseases. Everything came back ok. A couple days later i got that call i was waiting for from JE. They were releasing my single today and he wanted me to approve the final artwork.


I headed straight to his office, no stops. When i reached he had a giant poster covered by a silk sheet. When i entered he said “Congratulations.” then pulled the sheet off. It was more than what i could of ever asked for. It was me on top of the model with her legs around my waist as i kissed her. The people in the background dancing set of the picture. That had to be the happiest day of my life. Its hard to write in words the way i was feeling. A nigha was near to tears. I had to compose myself though and get through this meeting. “Calvin today is the day. How you feeling?” “JE you just don’t know how excited i am, i’ve dreamed of this day man, real shit.” “I understand but to day is the release of your single now the hard work starts. I’ve lined up a couple of club performances for you to help promote your single. Tonight i want you to release your single on your facebook page and twitter, also post a clip of you singing it live on your Instagram with a link to it on Itunes.Tomorrow night you have a performance at 50/50 Club thats going to be recorded and posted to Youtube.” We finished up the meeting and i headed home to call my mom, she was so excited and said she would be the first one to buy a single. The moment i got home i recorded myself single ‘Luv In the club’ then posted it on all my social media sites, along with a link to buy my single. I was so hyped i had a drink and went to sleep, if i didn’t i would’ve been up all night going crazy reading the comments my fans were leaving. The next morning i awoke and immediately check my facebook, i have over 20 thousand comments on my song. I was terrified to read them so i didn’t. I just went on about my day like nothing was different. I got a text from JE around 1 o’clock that day asking me to meet him at his office.

I pulled up to his office nervous, thinking he was going to tell me that my single wasn’t doing well. I took my time getting on the elevator, and getting off. I walked slowly down the hall to his secretary desk who wasn’t there for some strange reason. So i just went straight to his office door, and opened it. Soon as i stepped in, confetti dropped, balloons and shit came out of nowhere. I was completely shocked, i had no idea what was going on. Until i seen a banner that said, ‘Congrats on the Number 1 Itunes single’ i literally passed out, JE, his assistant, and Hitmaker had to come get me up off the floor. When i awoke, JE told me my single went to number 1 on Itunes and had been number 1 all day, also it was the most added R&B track on radio, and on track to chart somewhere on the Billboard Hot 100! I was thru, i couldn’t take anymore news, but we decided to go out and celebrate after my performance tonight.

As soon as I left his office I headed to practice for my performance, i was so hyped I smiled the whole way there. I thanked my fans on social media and posted videos of me singing my song. The great news of my single doing well was on intensified when I found out my show was sold out. All this only made me rehearse harder, i wanted everything perfect. That’s what my fans deserved, a great show. And that’s just what I gave them. That performance was one point in my opinion, one of my best even to this day. A couple friends, family, and label people celebrated with my at the club that night. I was throwing them drinks back like it was a bitch throwing her ass. By the time the club closed it was completely fucked up. All I remember was bits and pieces of that night, but had no idea why I woke up in Hitmakers bed with both of naked and a used condom full of nut still on my dick.
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