Celebs Meet CSSA #37: Ashanti

This is a story to the series known as ‘Celeb meets C-S-S-A,’ where the author writes a story of a real or imagined encounter with a celebrity of his/her choice.

This entry is somewhat of a continuation from my previous entry I did with rulehater featuring Kelly Rowland. If you haven’t read it yet, please feel free to do so.

Thanks to RuleHater for making a few special guest appearances and helping me with this story.

CELEB MEETS C-S-S-A #37 – Ashanti

By Kojain

I walk home from work on a cold Monday evening, arriving to my apartment, which I live alone in for some time.
Checking to see if I have any mail worth reading before I take off my winter coat and timberland boots. I load up my PC and decide to see what’s going on. Nothing exciting, as usual. Just a few peeps on my AIM buddy list that I speak to on a normal bases. However, It still looks like it’s going to be another lonely boring night.

It’s been about a 2 weeks since I last saw Kelly Rowland whom RuleHater told she wanted to see me. At first I thought it was a big joke that he tried to set me into, but it was as real as anything when I met her. She was so beautiful and sweet; I still remember that long walk we had together on our first meeting. It ended up with her coming over to my place and telling me about ‘Hater’s infidelity with Alicia Keys. I was meaning to question him about it and tell me his side, but I never got that chance. Perhaps ‘Hater had his reasons or maybe something happened. But after a short conversation with Kelly, she decided she wanted some of me. I remember how ‘Hater would tell me Beyonce was in bed, but I don’t think he would believe me if I told him how much of a freak Kelly is. I don’t think I slept that night after we made love.

But now, here I am alone. It seems Destiny’s Child went on their tour to promote their latest album ‘Destiny Fulfilled’. I don’t know if I’ll ever see her again, for some reason I have the feeling that I won’t. I was hoping Beyonce, ‘Hater, Kelly, and I would all go out on a double date. But it seems ‘Hater doesn’t have any intentions of getting back with Beyonce anytime soon, so that totally ruins that idea. But maybe it was better this way. Personally, I think ‘Hater and I need to get away from this Destiny’s Child girls. It seems they are driving us both crazy.

Browsing a few websites, I suddenly hear a knock on my door. Grumbling, I get up and check who it is. I open the door, only to see no one there. I was thinking someone was playing a prank on me, then I look down and see an envelope. Curiously, I pick it and go back into my apartment and close the door. There doesn’t seem to be a return address, but it does have my pen name that I use on C-S-S-A. I open the envelope, pulling out some paper and what seems to be a backstage pass to see… Ashanti!? I put the pass aside for a moment to see what the paper says. It read:


You’ve won a free backstage pass to see Ashanti Live on Tuesday at the Civil Center.

The rest was just other stuff not worth reading. My gut feeling said something wasn’t right here. First off, I never entered any contest to see Ashanti Live. Second, how did they know my pen name from C-S-S-A? Something told me I shouldn’t go, but I’ve never gotten a free backstage pass before. Deep down, it didn’t seem right. But I said to myself ‘what the hell’.

Smiling to myself, I decide to find some good clean clothes to wear for tomorrow. Then afterwards I decided to kill some time for tomorrow by playing City of Heroes.

Waking up around 10 AM in the morning, I quickly get up and jump into the shower. Making sure I’m as fresh as I possible can. I remember reading an interview in a magazine that Ashanti did and she said she doesn’t not like smelly guys. I’ll be with her backstage so I better make sure I don’t screw this up. Drying myself off and spraying some deodorant bodyspray, I throw on my best outfit and get ready to go.

It was about 3 PM when I reached the Civil Center where she was going to perform. The backstage pass was also a pass for front row tickets it seems. Damn, why did I go alone? I should have invited my homie ‘Hater, but if I told him how I got the pass he’d probably try to discourage me from going. Going alone wasn’t smart either, but I wasn’t going to miss this. After waiting in my seat for about 10 minutes, Ashanti comes out and begins to perform her latest hit ‘Only You’. I remember how she looked so hot in that video. I personally thought it was her best yet. As she was singing and dancing, she seemed to look directly at me, as if as she knows me personally. It was as if she was singing just to me. Either way, I was well entertained for this evening. When it was time to go I went backstage, showing the bouncers my pass and allowing me access to see Ashanti. A wave of excitement hit me to no end. I can feel my whole body shivering nervously. The only female celebrity I met up close was Kelly. But why am I feeling this way now?

I knock on the door to her dressing room, I almost had the frightening urge to turn around and run away if the door didn’t open so quickly just 2 seconds after knocking.

There she stood with a smile on her face. Wearing a lovely yellow vest with matching yellow pants that filled out her lower frame well. She was short yet so adorable. Time seemed to stand still as I admired her looks, but then I was jolted back into reality when she began to speak.

“Well, hello there.” She said, “Come on in so we can talk.”

I nod slightly and walk into her dressing room, which was rather roomy and had a comfy couch to relax on. She closed the door behind me and told me to have a seat.

“So, you must be Kojain. I never thought you’d be this much of a cutie.” She said, smiling.

“Umm… How do you know me by that name?” I asked her, nervously.

She giggled a bit before saying, “Don’t play with me. I know about C-S-S-A, I was the first celebrity you wrote about there. That was really sweet”

“Wow! You liked it? It was my first story and I was thinking I didn’t do a good job on it.” I said honestly.

“Why don’t you sit down so we can talk more.” She said as she motioned me towards the couch.

I decided to take her advice and sit down, trying to get myself relaxed as possible. She sat next to me and began to talk again.

“So, am I everything you expected?” She grinned.

“To be honest, I never imagined you would be this short. Not to be rude.” I said, somewhat harshly.

She laughed, “It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.”

I added, “But you are really pretty. I’ve only seen your television appearances, I’d never thought I’d be seeing you up front like this.”

“Aww… You are so sweet!” As she reached over and gave me a hug. “By the way, what is your real name if I might ask?”

I told her.

Ashanti and I talked for hours. Getting into deep conversation about how her career and affected her life and everything around her. She was so open-minded as I told her about C-S-S-A and how I got into it. I had to fight myself from leaning forward and kissing her.

Hours passed without us knowing it. For when I checked my watch it was nearly 8 PM. I told her I had to be at work in the morning and I should be going soon. She told me her limo would bring me back to my apartment, which I thanked her for.

We continued our chat in the limo on our way to my place. She talked a little about the curtain relationship she’s in. Telling me something about how her boyfriend doesn’t seem to understand her or the things she’s doing. Something had me confused, if she’s in a relationship then why did she contact me to meet her?

We reached my apartment sometime around 9 PM, Ashanti seemed disappointed when I had to go.

“Ashanti” I began to talk before getting out of the limo, “I want to thank you for everything tonight. Your performance was amazing. Heck, you alone are amazing.”

Ashanti had a wide smile on her face, “You are so sweet. I hope I can see you again.”

Before I left, I reached over to hug her good-bye, but she leans forward and kisses me briefly on the lips. It felt so warm and inviting. I wanted to kiss her again, but I thought better of it. I said my good-bye as I walked out and headed in my apartment. I watched her limo drive away before going completely inside. It’s still rather strange, if she’s in a relationship, why did she kiss me? Something wasn’t right here. I shook off the suspicion and went inside.

I open the door and walk inside, sitting down on the couch. I had to pinch myself to make sure this wasn’t a dream of some sort. I was too tired to do anything else at this time so I decided to call it a night.

I woke up to the sound of rain and thunder coming from outside. Getting online to check the weather, it seemed it’s gonna be one of those long rainy days. It was about 6 AM and pretty soon I had to be at work. Yawning loudly, I washed my face, got my work clothes on and headed out.

Eight hours later, drenched in rainwater I come home from work around 4 PM. I check my answering machine to see if I have any messages, only to find one. It was Ashanti, and she seemed to be rather upset about something.

“Kojain, I don’t know what time you’ll get this message but I really need to see you. I own a penthouse not too far from where you live, please come see me if you have the time” She also give me the street and address number of the penthouse.

Something didn’t feel right. I wonder what’s going on? I decided to go over and see if she’s okay.

About 45 minutes later, I arrive at the penthouse she described to me in her message. I take a deep breath and go on inside to the room number she told me where she was staying. I knock on the door, not too long does she open the door, wearing a silk purple robe. She quickly jumps forward and wraps her arms around me.

“Oh thank god it’s you!” She said in relief.

“Are you okay? What’s wrong Ashanti?” I asked very concerned.

She was very shook up, as if something frightened her. She let me into her place, which had dimly lit, and closed the door behind me, locking it. Her penthouse was very nice and had a lovely view of downtown. Lots of space and very well decorated.

We both sat on the couch as she began to speak, “Well, you know I’ve been in a troublesome relationship. I thought he was going to hit me again.”

“Again?!” I asked, angry. “He’s hit you before? Why do you put up with it?”

“I don’t know. I thought I was in love with him but she’s just so controlling. He wants me when HE wants me and it has to be whenever he wants me. If he doesn’t get his way he pushes me down or swings at me. He almost hit me again, but he got fed up and left this time. I don’t know if he’s gonna come back or not. I don’t know what’s wrong with him!” She almost started to yell.

“Calm down. It’s okay.” I said as I held her hand. “But you have to be strong and kick him to the curve or else he’s going to keep on stepping all over you Ashanti. I had a friend who was in the same situation and I almost lost her. Please don’t fall into that sort of thing.”

Suddenly, there was a loud pounding on the door, startling the both of us. By the look on Ashanti’s face, she knew who it was.

“Ashanti!” A loud voice was heard from the other side, “Open the door now! I said open the door!”

“It’s him! Oh my god! If he sees you here…” Ashanti started to panic.

“Let him see me here! I won’t let him hurt you!” I proclaimed.

“Just stay here, ok?” As she gets up to answer the door.

Being as quiet as possible, I tiptoe over to make sure she’ll be okay. As Ashanti opened the door, the swing heavily open from the other side, almost knocking her down.

“What took you so fucking long?” An average looking black male scolded her.

“Why are you acting like this? Are you high again?” She asked.

“That’s none of your business. Who else is here with you? I heard someone else’s voice!” He proclaimed.

“There’s no one…” Before she could finish the sentence the guy shoved her to the side and came this way. I quickly went back into the living room and sat down. He came around and saw me. I looked straight into his eyes. He looked like crap, completely wasted and drunk. Wearing a red long sleeved shirt and some dirty blue jeans.

“Who the fuck is this?!” He screamed as Ashanti got up.

“There ain’t no reason for you to be loud! I’m just her friend!” I replied.

“He’s just a friend Andre. Calm down.” She said.

“Friend my ass! You cheatin’ on me?” He asked aggressively.

“I’m not cheating on you! I broke up with you! It’s over, remember?!” She said, almost screaming at him.

“Don’t fucking get loud with me! Better show me some respect!” He yelled at her.

“Get out Andre! Just leave now!” Ashanti said loudly.

“Didn’t I say not to get loud with me!” He yelled again.

“I said get out!” Ashanti said again.

With that, Andre took his open left hand and swing at Ashanti. Knocking her down on the floor.

“Hey! That’s no need for that! Stop it!” I yelled.

“Mind your fucking business.” He replied as swing the same hand at me.

He only managed to knock me off balance slightly, not to mention additionally pissing me off. I quickly returned the favor with a closed right fist to his jaw. He went down like a sack of potatoes.

I was going to go over to see if Ashanti was all right, but he got up to take another swing at me. Not being caught off guard this time, I dodge his sluggish attack and counter with a hard jab to his stomach, knocking the air out of him. But apparently he wasn’t gonna quit. After regaining his breath he made another move to harm me. Using my right arm as a shield, I block his swing and introduce my left fist into right eye, sending him tumbling backwards. I noticed he was reaching into his pocket for something. At first I thought it was a gun, but it turned out to be a knife. He made 2 unsuccessful swings at me with it before I balled up with right fist and sent it straight into his nose, resulting with a loud crunch sound, some blood, and him falling to the ground, hard. I guess those sparring classes I did with ‘Hater back at the gym really paid off.

Either it was Ashanti or one of her neighbors who called the police, but 2 officers arrived shortly after I knocked him out. Luckily for me, one of the cops happened to be a friend of my brother’s. After Ashanti and I explained the situation, this guy was arrested for assault with a deadly weapon, domestic violence, and drug charges, as they found a small plastic bag of cocaine in his pocket. They picked him up off the ground with his nose still bleeding from my punch and take him away.

After I closed and lock the door. Ashanti looks at me with total sincere.

“Thank you.” She said. Before she ran into my arms and burst into tears.

Ashanti buried her face into my shoulder and just kept crying. I stroked her head softly as she cried on me. Her whole body trembling as she held on to me tightly, letting out frustration for whom knows how long.

I lift her small frame and carry her still crying into her nicely decorated bedroom, which had a lovely king sized bed. I bring her over and lie her down on the bed. But she holds on to me as if she didn’t want to let go.

“Don’t leave me alone tonight. Please stay with me! I don’t want to be alone tonight.” She speaks through her tears.

I comply and lie down with her on the bed with her still sobbing on me. I held her in my arms as she kept crying for about an hour. She must have cried herself to sleep because I started to her light snoring from her as she remained lying on me. I, however, still had some energy left in me from the fight. So I just stayed with her, still holding her as if to keep her safe from harm.

Ashanti woke up a short while afterwards. It looks like she cried herself all out. She looked into my eyes so deeply, as if she can see straight into my soul.

“Are you feeling better now?” I asked her, breaking the silence.

Ashanti didn’t say anything. She brought her face up to mine and kissed me.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” I said to her.

She smiled at me and came out with another kiss. This one was deeper than the other one.

Ashanti’s hands were unbuttoning my shirt as our lips were firmly pressing against each other. My shirt was off soon afterwards and her hands were all over my chest and stomach as we kept lip locked.

My hands were now untying her robe and removing it from her, to reveal a pink silk bra and some matching panties. Afterwards, she reached behind her and unbuttoned her bra, letting her perky breasts loose.

Like a hungry baby, I went forward and began to suck and munch on her nipples as she moaned and caressed the back of my head. She was really enjoying the sensation as she tried to shove my face further into her chest.

She pulled away as her hands found my pants and went to undo my belt, unhooked my zipper, and released my erect cock from it’s prison. It popped out and stood up straight like a soldier. Ashanti took her hand and gently stroked it, then brought her face down too lightly lick the tip of it. Sending shivers down my entire body.

She kept on stroking my cock while she removed her panties in an attempt to keep me as hard as possible. Then she climbed on top, stilling holding my dick directly below her pussy as she slowly began to lower herself on me. I held her hips as I helped her get lower, her cunt beginning to engulf my dick as she got more of myself into her.

Finally I was fully inside her, pausing so she can enjoy the feeling of dick inside her. Leaning down, she put her hands on either side of my shoulders as she looked into my eyes.

I thrust into her as she threw her hand back and gave a strangled cry. She then got into the motion and started to ride me up and down gently.

“Oooh Yessss. That’s right! Make love to me like in your story!” Ashanti groaned.

Doing my best to grant her wish, I thrusted into her while she rode me like a pro. Her breasts were bouncing up and down as she was riding me. Reaching up, I grabbed them and squeezed the nipples slightly, causing her to moan loudly.

I raised my back up so we were both in a sitting position, her legs wrapping around me, embracing each other as she moaned into my ear.

“Yes, I feel it! Oohh… More!” She announced, making her way to orgasm.

I held on to her more tightly and started to bang her faster, causing her to groan more than before. Her soft hands all over my upper body as I continued to make passionate love to her.

“Oh Baby!” Ashanti let out a very loud moan of satisfaction as her orgasm hit her with unison with mine.

We both laid back into the bed, Ashanti in my arms once again. She seemed so happy and peaceful now. She looked up at me again and kissed me deeply for about a minute before lying her head back on my chest.

Before we both drifted off into a sleep, she softly says, “Thank you for staying with me tonight.”

I smiled and reply, “Your welcome”.

I was chatting up a storm with ‘Hater the day afterwards. I left Ashanti’s penthouse around 11 AM after breakfast. She told me she had a few things to do before she heads off to her hometown, so we had to say our good-byes. But I had fun telling RuleHater the whole story of my night with Ashanti.

RuleHater: Are you serious? Ashanti?

Kojain: Dude! I’ve never been so serious about anything in my life.

RuleHater: Damn! She was being abused too? How’d you handle that guy??

Kojain: He was high, so he moves were sluggish. So that left me to an advantage. That fucker has a restraining order on him whenever he gets out of jail.

RuleHater: Damn! Judging by how you took him down, you really cleaned his clock!

Kojain: No doubt. I whooped his ass good! He won’t abuse any girls anytime soon.

RuleHater: That’s good to hear. We gotta get together again sometime and go to the gym so you can show me those moves.

Kojain: Maybe. I don’t want to hurt you bro!

RuleHater: Please! We had 20 matches! I won 12 out of 20.

Kojain: I think you’re mistaken! I remember it was 10 even!

RuleHater: OK! OK! You’re right. But what about Kelly?

Kojain: The thing is… We only slept together once. Damn she’s fuckin wild! I probably won’t see her again. Speaking of Kelly, I got a question to ask you.

RuleHater: Which is?

Kojain: How do you cheat on Beyonce Knowles with Alicia Keys?

RuleHater: WTF are you talking about?!

Kojain: Kelly told me that you cheated on Beyonce with Alicia Keys. Why didn’t you tell me something was wrong?

RuleHater: She lied! I never cheated on her! I can’t believe she said that!

Kojain: Don’t bother trying to contact her. Destiny’s Child is out promoting their album. So they’re gone for a good while.

RuleHater: Thanks for letting me know I’m going to have a talk with Beyonce the next time I get the chance.

Kojain: All right. But hey, I gotta get ready to work I’ll hit you up later bro. ::Logs off!::

Strange, but I remember Kelly telling me that ‘Hater cheated on Beyonce with Alicia Keys. For some reason I knew something was up. The question is, who is telling the truth here. Kelly or RuleHater?

To Be Continued…?

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