A Trey Songz Fiction Story
Written by Trish (@GimmeUnusual)
“Girl, sit down! You’re making me nervous with all this walking back and forth. Calm down!” Alicia scolded.
I paused in my tracks and looked at her. I started fanning my face with my hands and then I lifted my left hand above my head and fanned underneath my armpit. “Is he here? Did you see him?”
“I’m sure he’s here. Do you want me to go check?” Alicia said impatiently.
“NO! I don’t want him to think I have cold feet or that I’m panicking!”
“But you are panicking!”
“Yeah, but I don’t have cold feet. I want to marry this man more than anything in this world. Girl, I love him so much.”
“I know you do. I’ve never seen you this crazy over a man before…for good reason, that nigga is FINE!”
I looked at my best friend and smacked my lips. Then I began pacing again.
“Sabra…he loves you too. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t have asked you to marry him.”
“Do you think we’re moving too fast?”
“You pick today…your wedding day to ask me that?” Alicia said with raised eyebrows and a smirk on her face.
“Tell me the truth.”
“Truth is…I can see how you fell for him so fast. He’s charming and nice looking. And he’s a good old-fashioned gentleman. You’re both so different but it works. You both complement each other. I like him for you a lot, BUTTTTT…I feel like I’ll be losing my best friend. You’re moving to Wyoming…WYOMING! Who the hell moves to WYOMING??? I’ll never see you!”
“You’re not losing me. You’re gaining a brother-in-law. And we’ll talk all the time. Plus, you’ll come out to visit me and I’ll come out to visit you. It’ll be fine…or…”
“You could always move here.”
“Hell no! My cuticles will not be covered with horse shit and cow milk. I’m too pretty for all that.”
“Whatever! Well we’ll visit each other.”
“I guess. But it won’t be the same.”
“No, it probably won’t but you’ll always be my sister and my best friend.”
Alicia got up from the couch and gave me a tight squeeze. Just then my mom came in. We both turned to look…
“Ohhhhh…my baby!!! You look gorgeous!!!” momma said.
“Thanks momma. Did you see Trey? Is he here?”
“Uhhh, I don’t know. I wasn’t looking for him. Why? Do you think he’s not here?”
“Geeze, I’ll go look for him,” Alicia volunteered.
“Alicia, don’t tell him I’m looking for him. Just be casual about it.”
“I got this!”
“Oh baby…I couldn’t be any happier for you. You are the most beautiful bride,” Sonya McKnight said in a teary voice.
“Momma don’t cry.”
“You might as well get used to it. I will be in tears all day. My baby is finally getting married.”
“Mom, I’ve never asked you this—do you like Trey?”
“I do. I like him a lot. He’s very mannerable and when he looks at you, it’s like you’re the only woman in the world. He adores you. That’s exactly the type of love I prayed for you to have. I want you to have someone who makes you feel as special as your dad makes me feel.”
“He makes me feel very special. It’s so many things I love about him.”
“That’s good. And when you discover the things you don’t like about him, let the love overshadow them. And let’s not forget how nice looking he is too. That means you all will make me some beautiful grandbabies. Hopefully soon before I die.”
“Awe mom, why you gotta go there? You are going to live for a very long time.”
“I hope so, but I do want to enjoy my grandchildren while I’m still able to run around with them.”
“I’m not making any promises. Trey and I haven’t even discussed when we’ll have children.”
“Well your wedding night is always a good night. Do we need to have the talk?”
We both laughed. My mom wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me tightly.
“I got the Benz parked out front if you wanna roll,” Forrest laughed.
“Hahaa chu funny. I can’t wait ta see how chu gone act when love catches hold ta ya,” Trey nodded knowingly.
“Not pussy whipped!”
“Ain’t nobody pussy whipped. I whip dat pussy. Bam Bam Bam!” Trey imitated as he pumped the air.
“You a fool!”
“Naw but seriously, I found sumthin great wit Sabra. Never thought I’d find dat feelin’ again afta Trista. Chu know she was my everythang. I don’t feel alone anymoe now n’ I don’t wanna eva let dat go.”
“I hear ya. On the real tho, she cool. Sabra’s good for ya. I see how happy you are. That’s what’s most important to us all. Plus she’s sweet and her body is BANGING!!!”
Trey grabbed Forrest and put him into a headlock. “Keep dem eyes of yours off my gal’s body befoe ya be swallowin’ em!”
Forrest coughed from the choking and Trey released him with a swift kick to the rear. Forrest took a second to recover and then was headed back to attack but their fun and games were interrupted by a knock on the door.
Trey opened the door.
“Hey Alicia! Ya look beautiful!”
“Thank you. You clean up nicely yourself,” she said as she slapped him across the chest.
Forrest cut in the middle of them. “Hi Alicia,” he said as he extended his hand. “I’m Forrest, Trey’s little but bigger brother…in every way,” he said with a wink.
Trey walked off laughing and Alicia blushed.
“Would you like to come in…we have some champagne?” Forrest asked.
“Wait…is Sabra okay?” Trey jumped up from the couch in fear.
Alicia walked in, passing Forrest who held the door. “Yes, yes…everything is fine. She’s ready and excited to marry you. I just wanted to check on you.”
“I’m good. Did she send you to check on me?”
“Ummm…no…not…ummm…,” she brushed an invisible something off Trey’s shoulder.
“Is she havin’ second thoughts?”
“No…not even close! She’s excited! I just wanted to be sure that the man marrying my best friend is sure.”
“So are you Sabra’s maid of honor?” Forrest interrupted.
“Damn!” Forrest yelped.
“What?” she asked.
“Lucky heffa. I’m jealous,” he said miserably. He grabbed her right hand, “I’d be honored if you’d be my maid.”
“Did you get these pick-up lines from a bottom basement deal?” she laughed.
“Naw, garage sale. Don’t be sleepin’ on them garage sales. You can find some good shit at a garage sale tho.”
“Well it was nice meeting you Forrest. I have to get back to my bride.”
“You gone save me a dance later? I think as the best people we supposed to dance, kiss or something like that.”
Trey sat on the edge of the sofa chuckling.
“You ever been a best man before?”
“Every day! Just ask Trey.”
“Leave me outta dis bullshit!” Trey laughed.
“Well as the best people our only job is to be there for the bride and groom…not each other.” Alicia began to walk away but Forrest grabbed her by the arm. She turned to look at him.
He licked his bottom lip before speaking, “I’d be honored if you’d save me a dance Miss. Maid of Honor. Your body look like it belongs in my arms. Not to mention you wearing the hell outta this dress.”
Alicia felt her spot getting moist. Her words got stuck in her throat and a slight breath escaped as she exhaled. “I’ll think about it,” she said as she walked away.
Forrest smiled to himself. He knew he had that.
“Chu know she’s off limits right?” Trey asked with a raised eyebrow.
“What? I’m just having fun. Stop blowin’ me.”
“Keep ya dick in ya pants Forrest. I’m fa real. Find a distant cousin o’ somethin’ but not her best friend.”
“If Sabra got a fine ass cousin that got a booty like hers, I’ll be tap…tap…tapping dat ass before the night’s done.”
Trey bent over and shoved his shoulder into Forrest’s stomach, lifting him up and body slamming him onto the sofa…
The Red Butte Ranch had the perfect backdrop for a wedding. North Platte River coiled at the rear of the cottage and to the east were Casper Mountains. Red-oaked trees, sequoias, and Indian Paintbrush flowers decorated the landscape. Everything was trimmed in pink and laced with pearls. My favorites!
The satin-covered chairs were aligned on the south side of the river. They faced the pulpit which was decorated with two large white columns on each side. An arch was created with pink and white gardenias twisted inside twigs and accented with crystals. At the center of the arch dangled two oversized his and her gold wedding bands. It was just how I always pictured my wedding day.
Trey had exceeded all my expectations. Each day was always better than the last and I quickly became intoxicated with him. Magnets…we were.
I road on Raven’s back sideways as my daddy pulled the reins. He led me to the edge of the bridge where a white runner stretched completely across the bridge and up the aisle. In the runner were heart silhouettes of our names…Tremaine + Sabra Forever. Trey looked so handsome standing with one hand in his pocket. He gave me no resistance in wanting a pink and white wedding. He told me whatever I wanted was mine. He wore a pearl-colored Armani suit and a pink tie. My eyes began to water knowing that he truly loved me as much as I loved him. My worse fear averted…he was there.
My daddy helped me down from Raven. He gave me a kiss on the cheek and the music began. I saw the minister hand Trey the mic. He caught me by surprise when he began to sing. It was supposed to be an instrumental playing. The tears began to really flow…
You are so beautiful, yes you…to me.
You are so beautiful, wooahhhh…to me.
Can’t you see? Can’t you see?
You’re everything that I hoped for. Ohhh and you’re everything I need.
And you are so beautiful to me…ayyy ayyy eee.
“I, Tremaine Aldon Neverson…
“I, Sabra Elyse McKnight…
“…take you to be my wedded wife…”
“…take you to be my wedded husband…”
“…with joy I receive you into my life…to share and to cherish you. I pledge my love to you and to always be worthy of your love in return. I will be kind, honest, patient, and forgiving. I will respect you, encourage you, and hold you. I will be your counterpart, your lover, your accomplice, your student and your teacher. I promise to be open, devoted, and faithful. This is my sacred vow to you…”
“…this is my sacred vow to you.”
The minister took the rings and held them up. “These wedding bands represent your commitment to one another. They are round in shape. They have no beginning and no end, the same as your unbroken love and devotion. They are everlasting, indestructible, and will be placed on the finger with a direct connection to the heart. You will hold each other close to your heart and your love will remain everlasting and indestructible just as these rings….”
“Sabra Elyse McKnight, I give ya dis ring as a symbol of our vows, n’ wit all dat I am, n’ all dat I have, I honor chu. In da name of da Father, n’ of da Son, n’ of da Holy Spirit. Wit dis ring, I thee wed.”
“Tremaine Aldon Neverson, I give you this ring as a symbol of our vows, and with all that I am, and all that I have, I honor you. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. With this ring, I thee wed.”
“Now that Tremaine and Sabra have given themselves freely to one another by the promises they have exchanged. I am proud to pronounce them as husband and wife in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. You may salute your beautiful bride.”
He gave me the most passionate kiss. So passionate that I felt my knees buckle. I could hear people cheering and the fellas whistling. He had his tongue so far down my throat that I pulled back to keep from gagging. He pulled me back close and I started to laugh in his mouth. He laughed too and we finally parted lips when we heard someone yell for us to get a room. Ha…we had a room and I pray those four walls can hold us tonight.
“Have I told chu just how breathtaking ya look taday?” Trey whispered in my ear as he rocked me from side to side.
“No, I think you forgot to mention that.”
“Guess I shud be spanked tanight,” he smirked.
I looked at him and laughed. Then I laid my head on his shoulder as we danced our first dance.
I lifted my head to meet his gaze and I smiled at the sound of my new name, “Yes, husband.”
“I am da luckiest man n’ da world.”
I rubbed the nape of his neck and reached in for a loving kiss. The room erupted with applause.
We stood forehead to forehead grinning at each other as we slow danced.
After our first dance came to an end, everyone was invited to join us on the floor. We sped up the music and the fun and laughs began. An open bar was the catalyst to all the laughs. Trey’s cousins Preston and Ray began doing the Kid N’ Play dance, his friend Fynch tried unsuccessfully to break dance but pulled off a rather nice caterpillar, and even Trey danced. He two-stepped most of the night but when the old school dances started he joined in with the prep and the wop. Everyone seemed happy, especially the best man and maid of honor. I couldn’t help but notice how cozy Forrest and Alicia looked. Alicia never laughed that hard before. Plus she allowed him to constantly guide her around the room by the small of her back and that usually was not like her. I could tell she liked him. Our day was full of love and so much laughter. It was simply amazing.
And our night…
Welllllll…I haven’t been shy about telling you every detail of my whirlwind romance with Trey so this will be no different. Where should I begin? Hmmm
First, Trey rented a white, two-seater, drop-top Mercedes SLK. On the bumper were pink double hearts that read, “Just Married.” He picked me up and put me in the car as bubbles were being blown at us. We waved goodbye as we drove off to our pre-honeymoon.
He drove up Interstate 89 to Jackson Hole, Wyoming where we spent our wedding night at Amangani. Amangani was an elegant five-star hotel overlooking meadows, Snake River, and surrounded by snowcapped mountains. It was more beautiful than I expected. It made me want to forego our flight to St. Lucia in the morning to stay there. Our suite was spacious with a view of the pool. As I looked around the room noticing every detail, Trey began lighting candles. I discontinued my view of the oversized bathroom when I heard the music play. Trey smiled at me as he opened the Champaign.
“Can I have a moment?” I asked.
He nodded his head in approval.
I grabbed my luggage and went into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and washed up a bit. I moisturized my body with a jasmine scent and let my hair down. I put on my white, semi-sheer Grecian Empire nightgown with silk panties underneath. It had a full swing bodice that made me feel like a goddess. I finished my look with pearl earrings and applied gloss to my lips.
When I stepped out the bathroom, Trey was down to his boxer briefs and looking out our bay windows. He turned to look at me and his face lit up.
“Wow baby! Chu look…oh my…there’s not a word ta describe just how beautiful chu are.”
I went into his arms and hugged him tightly. He hugged me in return for a moment and then pushed me back so he could take another look at my nightgown. I noticed his eyes stopped at my bust. The sheer material revealed my nipples, a part of my body which I knew he loved. He shook his head and grinned. He had just the reaction that I wanted him to have.
“I’m glad you like it,” I said.
“I more than like it. I love it. Chu makin’ me wanna eat cha.”
“Well I’m ready to be devoured.”
He took my hand and led me over to the bed. I lay down and he climbed on top of me. Before I could wrap my arms around him he jumped back up. He went over to the table and grabbed the Champaign and set it on the nightstand next to us. He pressed his body against mine and lifted my leg. His free hand pushed my hair back off my face as he looked into my eyes.
“I love ya. Deeply,” Trey said.
“I love you,” I whispered.
He kissed me tenderly. Our tongues made love as his hands gripped and caressed my body. I clung to him as his tongue deepened its thrust. I felt his love all over me.
He sat up and lifted my nightgown up over my head. His thumbs started at the rim of my panties and slid up. He stopped at my breast covering each one with a hand. He seductively smiled at me as he took in all my curves as though it was his first time seeing me. He made me smile.
He bent over, removing one hand and replacing it with his mouth. He sucked on my nipple and then twirled his tongue around it. He repeated that sequence on the other breast. He reached over and grabbed the Champaign. He poured some on my left nipple and I jumped from the chill. He chuckled and then quickly slurped it up. I was prepared for the next dispense so I didn’t jump when he poured it on the other nipple. He had my nipples so hard and my pussy throbbing for him.
He drizzled Champaign down the crease of my stomach. It flowed in every direction—to both sides and down into my belly button. He licked and sucked up each trail. He slid my panties off and then poured more into my belly button. It spilled over to each side and down in between my legs. I cringed and grabbed at the sheets from the chill.
“Imma warm it up fa ya,” he grinned.
I relaxed from the initial shock and anticipated the warmth of his lips. He didn’t make me wait long. He slurped up the drippings in my navel and used his tongue to trace a maze to my middle. He nibbled on my flesh, sucking it in, expelling, and then capturing it again.
His tongue played with my yoni…circling and licking over it. I growled at the tease. I wanted to be penetrated desperately. It was as though he heard my cry because instantaneously he pressed his tongue through and entered me. He rolled his tongue inside me making my juices spill over. I gripped his head as he twisted and rocked my body. My breathing turned heavy as he got me to the edge. His thumb began to rub my clit as his tongue dug inside me. It was just the thing I needed to take me over. I had bypassed warm and landed in singed. My legs began to shake and my pelvis shuddered. With every twist of his tongue and wiggle of his thumb, the sensation got stronger and stronger. My body coiled, twisting my spine and arching my back. I pushed at Trey’s head to release the strong sensation but he just moved enough to cover my clit with his mouth. He sucked on it…snacking like he was starving. My body quickly burst again and I jerked so hard that I moved us both to the other side of the bed.
He finally let me go and looked up at me with a Kool-Aid smile.
“I know. I’m da shit,” he said with a giggle.
I put up an index finger for him to hold that thought. I exhaled, catching my breath. He just looked at me, grinning like he was the man. Finally I gained enough strength to take him down. I pushed him onto his back and straddled him. I took the Champaign bottle and put it up to my lips. I drank some down and then held some in my mouth. I used my fingers to spread his lips a part and I let the Champaign spill out of my mouth and into his. I sucked on his bottom lip. I slid my lips from one inch of his body to the next and what I missed with my lips, I made up with my hands.
I grabbed the bottle again and filled my mouth. I picked up his massive dick with my right hand and choked it. Trey moaned. I shook it from side to side and then pumped it up and down. Once my mouth had warmed the Champaign, I let it spill out onto his dick. Trey hissed and rolled his head back.
I pushed his dick far into my mouth, letting it hit the back of my throat. I gagged and began to cough. Trey opened his eyes wide to look at me. His face made me laugh while I was coughing.
“Chu okay?” he asked.
I shook my head yes and let out one more cough.
He shook his head and I laughed again. He smiled but then closed his eyes once more when my lips covered him. This time I didn’t take in more than I could handle. I took half of it in and covered the other half of his shaft with my hand. I sucked on it fiercely, feeling every vein and contour of his spear. He tasted so sweet that I wanted to lap up all the remnants of the Champaign. I moved from his dick down to his balls, sucking and licking the leftovers. Trey pulled on my hair as I bathed him. After his balls received enough attention, I went back to his dick. I licked up and down on each side before sucking firmly on the head.
“Uhhh,” Trey let out.
I continued to suck rhythmically on his dick while my hand massaged his balls.
“Mmmm…chu gone make me cum.”
I ended with a kiss. I wasn’t ready for him to cum just yet.
I climbed on top and inserted his shaft into me. It pierced me like a sword, making my water fountain spillover. I cupped his shoulder blades while I rocked my hips back and forth. He gripped my ass, speeding me up and slowing me down. I grabbed his hands and held them down near his head. I didn’t want him to slow me down anymore. I pumped faster and harder. Our pleasure echoed throughout the room, silencing the music. His clasp was so snug that my fingers began to fall asleep. I knew he was on the verge of cumming. The way his body tensed up and how his face frowned up, he was fighting it. He tried to loosen his hands again but I held them down. I squeezed my pussy tighter and rocked faster.
He let out a long, deep moan before I felt his seed spurt out and hit my walls. It packed a punch with first impact followed by a throbbing sensation. It was a clear indication of how much we craved one another. We hadn’t made love in a week with all the last minute details of the wedding and a houseful of out-of-town guests.
I doubled over and lay my head on his chest. I could hear his beating heart and each breath he took. I wanted him to remain inside me…melting into me…as one. He caressed my head and my back, and placed a kiss on my forehead. I let out a heavy sigh, telling myself to just breathe… This was it. My new life had begun and I was going to inhale every moment of it. Breathe…
It has been such a pleasure to write this story for you all. Thank you so much for your undying support. I am humbled and I appreciate each and every one of you. XOXO