I remember back in the day I had a lil' crush on Cassidy, now he just seems to have lost his swag. Go figure. Check the story down below...
How did you meet?
I used to promote for a NYC club. So, I saw quite a few celebs come through. Its was always the same thing. They would show up an hour before the place closed, and they would only spend about 15 mins. That 15 mins was usually spent taking a few sips of complimentary champagne then snatching up the nearest chick for the night. It was no different the night I met Cassidy. This was 2 summers ago when "drink n my 2 step" was a hit off the B.A.R.S. Around 3am Cassidy/Swizz/Drag-on/Mashonda (ONLY chick rolling with them) and least 10 other random entourage members showed up. They went straight to V.I.P. Which is where I was sitting. That was the perk of working in the club... Soon as my feet hurt, the VIP couches were mine to use. I usually had one of the promoters with me to scope the scene and wait til pay-out. Anyway, as I'm sitting there the manager escorted them in. I put my shoes back on, and left the area mad quick. I didn't want to cramp up there style. So now I'm leaning against the bar, talking to my bartender friends. Its 330 now, and the club manager gave me my cash. So I'm leaving...with plans to head uptown to my boyfriends spot. When I got outside I got caught up in talking with my boys (bouncers) then, out comes the entire V.I.P of Cassidy and his people. Loud, rowdy, and straight stupid. That's when I left. I started walking to the next main street to catch a cab. 2 blocks into walking I stop and took my shoes off. As I'm doing that, a car slowed down. "These streets will f*ck them pretty feet up mama!" I look up and it’s Cassidy leaning out the back window of a back Denali. A second pulled up behind his, obviously it was the people he was with. I laughed. I have to admit I was tongue-tied. My usual witty comments were gone... All cause I was embarrassed that Cassidy saw me walk NYC streets bare foot. He asked me where I was going. I of course lied and said home. He laughed, called me "whack!” And suggested that I roll with him and his "fam" to the diner. I thanked him for the offer, and said no. He kept on tryna convince me, and finally the 2nd Denali windows go down. One of the random faces puts his head out and shouts. "Cass she don't want you. Let's go!!! N*ggas is hungry," We both laughed. Then he asked me not to let his boys have jokes and to just get in the car. At this point he had me just off of his sense of humor. So I got in. It was him, and then 2 of his boys in the seat furthest back. The driver sped midtown to a diner. The entire ride there I was texting my best friend what was going on. "Cass" as he requested I call him... Complained I was being rude by texting. So I stopped and we got to the Diner. All of this felt unreal, and I was kicking myself for coming along...cause then my boyfriend started calling me. I turned my phone off, and figured I'd see what Cass was about. Then lie to the bf later. Breakfast was loud and rowdy. (No surprise). It was only a few of us, cause Swizz/Mashonda and Swizz's brother skipped breakfast. I ate nothing. I just sat there completely out of place. Finally we got back in the cars, and Cass asked me to come by his hotel room. I told him I would go. His 2 boys switched cars and left us alone.
How was he in bed?
The moment the driver pulled off, Cass was kissing all over me. His d*ck was hard, and from the bulge he had my hand pressed against I knew he was packing. Finally we got to the hotel. It was beautiful. We went to his room, which was dirty! All types of sh*t was thrown. He explained that he was staying there for a while, sorta living there I guess. I sat on the bed, excited and wet now. But instead of us having sex he decided to roll up and smoke some weed. He asked me to give him head. I said no. He thought it was cute that I was being "shy". But for me head is a deal breaker for one night stands. After his weed, he asked me to undress. At this point I wasn't feeling the games. I just wanted to have sex, and get out of there. He was tryna take things slow. Finally he sensed my anticipation and we got to it. His d*ck was way bigger than I had imagined. He wasn't rough (which is what I was hoping for). He was very quiet, and paid close attention to me with kisses. He was really into missionary, and with my legs on his shoulders.
Then for round 2 I got on top. He asked me several times if I liked it, and if could I feel him. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't good. Just NOT was I was expecting. We had sex twice, and then showered. We didn't have sex in the shower. After the shower, he asked me to stay the night. Since I said no, he got dressed and said he was going to the studio. So we got back in the Denali and I asked his driver to drop me off at my best friends place.
(He gets a 4.5 outta 5)
Do I consider myself a groupie?
No. I had never done anything like that before. And, Cassidy was an absolute sweetheart. Completely harmless, and an absolute jokester. He made me comfortable as if I knew him for years.
Would you do it again?
Yes, and we have. We exchanged numbers and still talk. Since that night we've had sex 2 more times. So, a total of 3 times in 2 years. I would definitely do it aaaaalllllll over again. One of the most memorable nights ever.
WELL, I GOT MY DRINK AND MY 2STEP.
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