Diamond Chocha

Marie sat in the bathroom at her job crying on her cell phone. On the other end of the phone was William, her man friend of the past three years.

“It’s crazy” Marie cried out. “I just want to leave and never come back. These people can be so cruel at times.”

“Marie, it’s going to be ok.” William replied back. “You're the best at what you do, so everyone is going to be gunning for you. Those guys at your office don’t want a woman being in a higher position than they are. You can do it Marie, stay focused baby.”

Marie smiled as she thought of how good William is to her. While still on the phone with him, she got herself together. She talked to William as she prepared herself to head back into the office.

“Thank you baby, I’m much better now”, Marie told William, but in the back of her mind, thinking that she was so ready to leave this place.

“Ok.” William responded. “I guess I’ll have to go out and get you some flowers before you get home.” he said jokingly.

The rest of Marie’s day was even more hectic. Once five o’clock hit, she rushed out of the office in distraught avoiding eye contact with onlookers. “Well I guess she’ll be turning in her resignation papers.” one of Marie's coworker said to another as they watched her leave out of the building.

The ride home was no different from the rest of Marie’s day. There was an accident on the highway and she had gotten stuck in traffic for what seemed to be forever.

She arrived home around six thirty. What was normally a twenty minute ride had turned into an hour and a half tour. Marie scurried to the front door. Entering the house, she noticed that William had forgotten to leave some type of lighting fixture on when he left out for work. Marie found the light switch and turned the lights on in the foyer. It was late. William gets off at eight and she had to start dinner.

Marie headed down the corridor to go put her belongings away.

“Baby, you're home.” a voice rang out.

A startled Marie dropped everything and she quickly turned around. William was standing in the dark at the entrance to the kitchen.

“William, what are you doing home?” Marie asked. “Aren’t you supposed to be at work still?”

“Marie, after I got off the phone with you earlier, I just couldn’t fathom staying at work. I had to get you those flowers right then and there baby. Here you go.”

William removed his arm from behind his back, and extended it towards Marie. In it was a lovely array of daffodils, gladiolus, and amaryllis. A warm loving feeling came over Marie as she took the flowers, smiled, and hugged William.

“Baby, wait right here for a minute, let me put your things away” William told Marie.

William left to put Marie’s belongings in another area of the house. He returned abruptly. He led Marie into the dining room, which was dimly lit by the candles that adorned the table. William pulled Marie’s chair out for her to have a seat. He then went into the kitchen only to come back and pour Marie and his drinks. He disappeared once again, this time reappearing with their dinners in hand. William sat across the table from Marie and blessed the food. The two of them ate dinner and partook in mature conversation. When Marie tried to bring up her day at work, William stopped her and told her that this night was about tranquility and that her day shall remain in the not so distant past. Marie agreed and the two continued eating and conversing.

After they finished their meals, William politely instructed Marie to take a shower while he put the dishes in the dish washer. Without any questions, Marie did as she was told.

While in the shower, Marie wondered rather or not William was going to come up and join her. Just as she pondered that notion, the shower curtain opened and in stepped her knight in brown armor. William wasted no time, pulling Marie near him and washing her body. When he was through cleansing Marie, he told her to lay on the bed a wait for him. Again, Marie did as she was told and left William to be alone in the shower.

William washed and rinsed his body then exited the shower. He went into the bedroom where he found Marie laid across the bed on her front side. William stood still for a moment gazing at Marie’s frame. He moved towards the dresser where he grabbed Marie’s lotion, headed over to the nude Marie laying across the bed, and gently applied the lotion to her receptive body.

Marie always liked the way that William touched her. He was always gentle and very attentive when it came to her body. With William, her body responded in ways that it never have with any other guy that she had been with.

“Stand up please?” William asked Marie.

Marie got up off of the bed and stood in front of William, who grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer. The two stood in the middle of the bedroom floor staring into each other’s eyes as the moonlight glared on their nude bodies. Still holding on to Marie, William let his hands move around Marie, until they were lightly caressing her back. He then lowered his head towards Marie, giving her a kiss so intense that Marie could barely feel her feet under her. William then scooped her off of her feet and into his arms. Heading out of the bedroom door with Marie in tow, William took Marie downstairs.

When they reached the living room, William set Marie down on her feet. He reached on the end table for a remote. With the pressing of a button, the soulful voice of Gerald Levert filled the room.

William reached out for Marie’s hand. She took a hold of his hand and stepped towards him.

Looking into Marie’s eyes, William asked, “May I have this dance Beautiful?”

Marie obliged and started dancing ever so gracefully with William. The two danced, smiled, and stared at one another for the duration of the song. When the song ended, William kissed Marie again. While kissing her, he started walking Marie back towards the stairs. When Marie felt her foot hit the bottom step, she stepped up onto it. She kept going up slowly until William stopped her about a third of the way up. He laid her on the stairs, parted her legs, and without any type of warning, darted his tongue deeply into her abyss.

Marie let out a slight yelp as William's tongue entered her and went to work on her walls. William placed Marie's legs onto his shoulders and lifted her ass off of the stair in which it was resting on. He licked, sucked, and nibbled on Marie's pussy with a vengeance. William did not let a drop of Marie's juices drip from out of her. He lapped up every single drop of it.

Marie felt the pressure building up inside of her from her swollen clit. She lifted herself up onto her arms trying to go further up the stairs to get away from William. The more that she tried to get away, the tighter the grip became that William had on her. With his arms under her legs and wrapped around her thighs, there wasn’t much that she could do but lay there and take the sensual abuse that her pussy was enduring.

“Uhhhh, shit!” Marie yelled out. Panting heavily, she reached for the guard rails on the stairwell. William continued to eat the fuck out of Marie's pussy. You would have thought that he hadn't had a meal in weeks the way that he was going in on Marie's juicy chocha. William was relentless. He wasn’t going to let up until he got what he wanted, and boy did he get it. Marie's body began to tense up. Her legs tightened and locked around William’s neck. She felt as if jolts of electricity were shooting through her body and going to its only outlet, her vagina. Marie elevated her lower body until she was only resting on her shoulders and the back of her neck. Then it happened. A burst of fluid shot out of her and found an access which happened to be William’s mouth. William caught as much of the fluid as he could, savoring the taste. Marie was shaking feverously. About a minute had passed and she was still slightly squirting.

“Oh shit William, what the fuck are you trying to prove?”

William didn’t say a word. All of that squirting had created a monster in him and he was steadily positioning himself to unleash it on Marie. William had slowly crept further up onto Marie's torso. The further up he moved, the more Marie's legs were being bent towards her body. When William felt like he was in a good enough spot, he reached beneath himself grabbing his piece of steel and guided it towards Marie's shining star. Marie felt the entrance of her vagina expand as the crown of William’s dick pierced her. William was packing and Marie was reminded of that every time they had intercourse. Smoothly, he slid all the way inside of her. William paused for a second so that Marie could take it all in. All of these years of fucking William, Marie still was not a hundred percent use to his dick.

Marie lay on the stairs panting and trying to catch William’s rhythm. His dick stretched Marie's walls with its massive size. Marie got into the groove, put her arm around the back of William’s neck, and worked her lower body, propelling her pussy at William, greeting his every stroke. The two worked up a sweat as they went at it.

William reached under Marie and scooped her up, putting her back against the stairwell wall. William fucked Marie as hard as he could. Marie hollered out with each stroke as she held onto William. She was in pure bliss. Her body was engorged with pleasantry. Suddenly, Marie dug into William’s back. Without any forewarning, she was cumming again. Marie let out a roar as she felt an eruption between her thighs. She came with such force, that it almost pushed William back.

Knowing the signs of what just happened, William walked up the stairs with Marie in tow. When he reached the top, he placed Marie's flaccid body onto the floor. He caressed and kissed her.

Marie looked up, smiling at William. “You really know how to please me.” she said to him.

“Oh, I’m not through with you yet.” William said. At that moment he flipped Marie's body so that she lay on her stomach. William then placed his knee between the back of Marie's thighs, causing her legs to part. Marie lifted her ass towards William as if she knew exactly what he wanted. William watched as Marie's round backside came towards him and her pussy opened up revealing all of its glory to him. Instantly William’s dick darted towards her snatch as if it had a homing device in it.

Placing all of his weight onto Marie's body and pressing her to the floor, William dug into Marie's pussy like a sledgehammer pounding against the concrete. Marie enjoyed every minute of it but it was starting to be a bit much for her. She tried crawling towards the bedroom, but William was relentless with his onslaught against her now swollen vagina. Halfway to the bedroom, Marie lifted her body off of the floor. He grabbed her by her waist continuing to fuck as hard as he could. Marie threw her pussy back at William massaging his dick with each thrust. The two of them went at it until William couldn’t take it anymore.

“Damn Marie, I’m cummin’”, William yelled out.

“No, not yet William, uhhhhh not yet baby!” Marie said, pulling away from William. She turned towards him and instructed him to lie on the floor. William complied with the orders that were given to him. As he lay there, Marie stroked his dick with a look of admiration in her eyes.  She then hovered over William, lowering herself slowly, her pussy engulfing his huge manhood.

Marie rode William with precision. Periodically she would look back in amazement at her own ass. Marie popped, locked, paused, sped up, slowed down, and grinded on William’s dick. William started to squirm and scoot backwards trying to avoid the urge of cumming. Marie noticed as his face tensed up. She began to fuck him even harder. William had slid back all the way to doorway of the bedroom. Marie braced herself by pressing her hands on each side of the doorway.

“Marie!” William yelled out. “Marie, I can’t hold it.” Soon as William said that, Marie jumped off of him, sat on his legs, took his dick into her hand and began to jack it. “Uuuhhhhhhh!” William hollered out. His load shot out of him and onto Marie's chin, neck, and chest. Marie used William’s dick to smear his semen onto her. William’s body jolted to the touch of Marie stroking him. For Marie, the smile on his face said it all. Job well done.

Beep, beep, beep…….. Marie slowly awakened the next morning to the beeping sound of a truck going in reverse. She looked around. Somehow, she and William had made it to the bed, but not quite in the bed. They lay on the floor next to the bed with the covers pulled halfway onto them. William opened his eyes looking at Marie.

“Good morning baby” he said with a smile on his face.

Marie had a puzzled look on her face as she tried to move.

“What’s wrong?” William asked.

“I don’t know.” a bewildered Marie responded. “My snatch feels funny.”

“I really put it down last night, huh?” William said jokingly.

Marie reached down between her legs and dug her fingers into her pussy. “There’s something inside of me.” She exclaimed.

“What?” William asked sitting up and pulling the covers off of Marie.

Marie pulled the foreign object out of her. It was a miniature, silk like, pocket square. Marie pulled it closer to have a better look at it. Suddenly Marie's mouth opened in shock.

“Marie, will you do me the honor of being my wife?” William asked as Marie stared at the bag. Inside of it was a four carat engagement ring that was fit for a queen.

A tear dropped from the corner of Marie's eye as she turned her head to William and said, “Yes! Yes William, I will marry you!”

Later that morning, Marie walked past her envious coworkers with all smiles. They were baffled and confused because they could have sworn that because of the day before, Marie would be a total wreck. Nothing that day could steal Marie's joy. From what it seemed, Marie was the happiest woman on earth.

Past Comfort

“Where is he?” Avian thought to herself while waiting for her lunch date. “He was supposed to be here over a half hour ago.”

As Avian thought to herself, Fred approached the table and sat in front of her.

“I'm sorry for being late, but I got tied up in something”, he began to explain. “Do you know what you would like to eat?” he asked. 

Avian looked a little disarray, and answered, “Yes”.

Avian and Fred ordered their meals and conversed over their lunch.  After they were finished, the waiter cleared their table and brought their check to them. Fred looked over the check and proceeded to dig into his pockets. Suddenly his facial expression changed.

“What's wrong?” Avian asked.

“Umm, I seemed to have forgotten my money”, Fred responded. “Could you possibly pay for the meal?”

Avian didn’t know what to think about this situation, but she didn’t want to think any less of Fred, especially since this is their first date.  “Yes, I got it”.

Avian paid for her and Fred’s meals. They left out of the restaurant, gave each other a hug, and parted ways.

Later that evening, while relaxing at home, Avian began to think about her lunch date with Fred. It was kind of odd because from that time up until now, she had not heard from him. Not a phone call, text, or anything.

‘Maybe he had a busy day’, she thought to herself.

Three days later, there was still no word from Fred. Avian decided to call him.

“Hello”.

“Hi. Fred?” Avian blurted out.

“Avian, how are you? I was just about to call you”, Fred replied.

“Really?” Avian replied. “Well why haven’t I heard from you in three days Fred?”

There was a slight pause.

“The past few days have been kind of hectic for me”, Fred responded. I had to tend to my mother, and my brother got injured on his job, so between the two of them. I've had my hands full.”

“I guess”, Avian said.

“Baby, don’t be like that” Fred told her in an almost saddened voice. “Can I come see you tonight?”

“I don’t know”, Avian said.

“Pleeeeease?” Fred pleaded like a kid.

“Ok”, Avian said, “but you can’t stay late because I don’t want my kids seeing you here.”

“That’s fine.” Fred agreed.

Later that night Fred and Avian watched television at her place. She even prepared a small meal for Fred. When the movie they were watching ended, Avian told Fred that he had to leave because she had to get up early for work in the morning. She walked him to the front door where Fred gave her a hug and began to kiss her. Fred’s hands moved down to Avian’s butt. Immediately, she jerked away from him.
“What’s wrong?” Fred asked.

“Nothing”, Avian answered. “You just caught me off guard, that’s all.”

Fred walked closer to Avian. He placed his hands on her waist.

“How about we go to your room?” he suggested.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Avian told him.
“Why not?” Fred asked.

“I just don’t think it’s a good idea.” Avian said. “I'm not ready for that with you.”

“With me?” Fred asked angrily, “What the hell does that mean? If not with me, then with who?”

Avian stood motionless. She was in shock at Fred’s behavior. Fred continued to scorn Avian before storming out the front door. Not believing what just transpired, Avian sat down to gather her thoughts.  Her feelings were hurt as she went to bed and cried herself to sleep.

After that night, Avian stayed away from Fred. She didn’t answer his phone calls nor did she return any of his text messages. That was the last straw. No more dating for her. Now on, it’s going to be all about the kids and her.

It had been seven months since the Fred incident. Avian, a little dismantled, stayed away from the dating scene. On this particular weekend, she had agreed to go out with her girls to a male revue. It took them awhile to get Avian to agree to going out with them, but eventually their persistence paid off.

That night, Avian dressed in a form fitting skirt, a top piece that complimented her skirt, and a new pair of heels that she has wanted to wear for the longest.

She and her girls arrived at their destination somewhere around eleven thirty that night. Upon entering, Avian noticed muscle bound men of all nationalities walking around damn near naked. The corridor, in which they walked down, was lined with closed doors. The thought of what was behind those doors ran through Avian’s head. They kept walking until they reached the main room. There were naked men everywhere. The floor was green with dollar bills and the room was filled with the sounds of screaming women who were the cause of those dollar bills littered across the floor. There was a main stage and two smaller stages, one on each side of the main stage.

Avian and her friends sat down at a table near one of the smaller stages where a Latino dancer was getting off to the dance music that the dj was playing. He soon made his way over to their table, giving the ladies their own private dance. Avian excused herself from the table to go to the ladies room. As she walked down the corridor, she watched as the dancers entertained the other patrons.

At the end of the night, Avian got dropped off at home by her friends. She was extremely tired, so she drifted off to sleep in no time.

The next morning, Avian took the kids to her mother’s house. She was going to have a whole day of relaxation. On her way back home, Avian stopped at a local restaurant for some breakfast. She sat at a table in the back corner, ordered her food, and patiently waited with her face in her hands.

Avian looked up as the waitress brought her order to the table. She saw a familiar looking guy walk towards the register.

“John!” she yelled out.

The guy turned and looked in Avian’s direction.

“Avian?” he replied back. “Hi.”

Avian stood up as John made his way towards her. She embraced John with a tight hug.

“When did you get in town” she asked, “and why didn’t you call or text to let me know that you were gonna be here?”

“I kind of just wanted to sneak in and out without anyone knowing” John answered. “But listen Avian, I’m in a rush right now. What are you doing later, maybe we can meet up?”

“I’m not doing anything actually. I just dropped the kids off to my mom, so I’m free. Call me and we can plan from there. Go handle your business and I’ll see you later.”

John and Avian embraced again and John left out leaving Avian to eat alone.

John and Avian had known one another since middle school. John moved away as soon as he graduated from high school, but always found the time to come visit on a timely basis. He and Avian always kept in touch, plus they went past the boundaries quite a few times, so the two were definitely not strangers.

Avian spent the rest of the day shopping, getting a manicure and pedicure, and visiting friends. Exhausted, she arrived home around four o’clock that afternoon. Avian put up her new belongings and then decided to cook a small meal. After her meal was done cooking, she ran her bath water. While in the tub relaxing, Avian’s phone rang. She looked at the caller i.d. It was John.

“Hi there.” Avian answered the phone.

“Hi Avian, are you busy?”

“No I’m not John. What’s up?”

“Well if you still would like to get together, I can come get you in about two hours.”

“Two hours is fine.”

“Cool”, John replied, “have you eaten yet? If not, we can go get something to eat.” 

“I cooked earlier, so we don’t have to go anywhere. We can eat here. I'm tired and I don’t feel like going anywhere anyway” Avian said.

“Ok” John replied, “I’ll see you shortly.”

John arrived at Avian’s house a little after nine that night. Avian answered the door wearing boy shorts and a t-shirt. She and John sat at the dinner table. They conversed and ate the meal that Avian had prepared. After the two of them finished eating, Avian put a movie into the dvd player and sat down on the couch next to John. John wrapped his arm around her as she leaned on him. Both John and Avian seemed to be pretty tired from the day’s activities, so sleep overcame them rather quickly. John was the first to awaken. Realizing that the movie was over, he woke Avian so that she can go to bed. Avian rose from the couch slowly and headed towards the bedroom with John following.

Walking down the hallway, Avian turned around quickly, and pushed John up against the wall.

“You didn’t think that I was too tired to get this?” she said as she reached between John’s legs.

John stood in silence watching Avian undress him to the bare minimums. Avian got on her knees in front of John holding his erection in her hand. She stared at his manhood with glee in her eyes. Avian wet the tip of John’s dick and massaged it slowly, back and forth, in her hand. John closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Noticing John’s pre-cum, Avian stuck her tongue out and gave the head of his dick a lick. She continued to stroke John into oblivion. With one hand pleasing John, Avian used her other hand to rub her soppened vagina. When it became too much for her, Avian took it upon herself to reach into John’s pant pocket for a condom. She opened the condom wrapper swiftly, and rolled the condom onto John’s stiff shaft. She pulled John down to the floor and on top of her. Without any hesitation, she placed John’s dick inside of her. She gyrated and fucked him like a woman possessed. She had to have this dick and she damn sure was going to make sure that she got all of it.

John and Avian went at it ferociously on the hallway floor with John pulling, smacking, sucking, and tossing Avian. Avian took all that John had to give. No matter what position John had her in, Avian threw that pussy back at him like a pro. Sweating and heavily panting, John collapsed as he came into the condom.

The next morning, John and Avian awakened, only to find themselves in the same spot on the hallway floor. They looked at one another and smiled…………………. Whew, what a night!

KIRBEE

I was laying on the bed with nothing but my boxers on when Kirbee entered into the room. A see through negligee adorned her body. She moved across the room seamlessly as if she was floating on air. She stopped at the foot of the bed and pushed a button on the remote that nestled in her hand. In an instant, the room was filled with the sounds of seductive melodies. I sat up on the bed to get a better view of her as she began to move rhythmically to the music. Kirbee danced, and started disrobing herself at the same time. Everything dropped to the floor, until all she had on was a skimpy thong that had me mesmerized.

Kirbee's slim frame was accented by the dim lights. Her brown skin reminded me of my favorite chocolate bar. The thing that really set Kirbee's sex appeal off were her tattoos. Her tats were unique, and she had an abundance of them. Most of them were on the right side of her body, starting just below her neck, moving onto her shoulder, halfway down onto her arm, her wrist, and her finger. They also came down the right side of her body, onto her stomach, leading down to the front and back of her right thigh. Her shoulder blades were also engraved in fine detail as well as her back. Her body was a work of art; a walking canvas in which I wanted to stroke with my paintbrush.

Kirbee continued dancing. She then began to crawl slowly onto the bed between my legs. Leaning her head towards my crotch, Kirbee removed my boxers with her teeth. Like a snake in the grass, she slowly slithered up my body, licking me along the way. Kirbee licked all the way up to my neck, paused, and looked at me. Then, like a feline, she proceeded to lick the side of my face while groping me at the same time. I could feel myself swelling in her hand. My temperature rose a couple notches as I got excited. Kirbee stroked my manhood and juggled my balls in her hand. At this point, my dick was ready for that tight twat of hers, but it seemed like Kirbee had other plans.

Kirbee maneuvered herself off of me and onto the floor. She walked over to a dark corner in the room. I saw as she started to return, only to stop midway. Kirbee then turned away from me and started fidgeting with something in the middle of the floor. As she moved to the side, I could see her setting up a camera on a tripod, and making sure that she got the positioning right.

After getting it correct, Kirby headed back towards the bed stopping just shy of it. She positioned for me to come to her. Trying to hold my composure and not show my eagerness, I exited the bed and walked over to where Kirby was standing. She threw her arms around my neck and looked up at me. My hands fell to her waist, pulling her closer to me. We engaged into a deep erogenous kiss. Our tongues danced and played with one another. Ingenuously, I moved my hands onto her ripened ass, removing the thong that was clinging to it, ever so perfectly. Unexpectedly, Kirbee shoved me onto the bed. I could tell that she was overly horny because that’s the only time that she gets very aggressive. I fixated myself onto the middle of the bed. Kirby stood onto the bed, balancing herself over me.

“What the hell”, I thought to myself. “She must really be showing out for the camera”.

Kirbee slowly stooped down over me. Keeping herself from sitting on me, she reached down and grabbed my semi erect penis. She stroked and teased it, causing it to harden and inflate to massive proportions. Once my penis was fully erect, Kirby squatted even lower, sliding her wet twat onto the head of my manhood. She paused with just the head inside of her. I watched as Kirbee’s facial expression changed. Her mouth wide open with heavy panting as she looked down at the dick in which her punany partially swallowed. Noticing a strange look on Kirbee’s face, I looked down at the at the visual between my legs. I had never seen anything like that before. Kirbee was just sitting there with the tip of my dick engulfed in her. Her pussy juices were oozing down my shaft.

Upon seeing that, I wanted to be all the way inside of her. As soon as the thought formed inside of my head, Kirby slid down onto my throbbing shaft. Instead of taking her time, Kirbee began to ride me ferociously, fuckin’ the shit out of my dick. Catching me off guard, I almost climaxed immediately. It was like Kirbee was possessed. She gave it her all. Seeing her like that made me aggressive as I grabbed Kirbee and flung her over onto the bed without exiting her. I pumped my dick in and out of Kirbee as hard as I could. With blaring yelps and moans, Kirbee dug her nails deeper and deeper into my back with each stroke.

Kirbee’s pussy was hot and wetter than a flood caused by a hurricane. The sheets were soaked and I was wet to about the middle of my thighs.

While I was fuckin’ Kirbee, she put her hands across my eyes as to distract me. I thought that it was kind of kinky, so I kept on doing what I was doing. Pulling me closer to her, Kirbee removed her hand from my face and kissed me. After raising myself from kissing her, I saw something move from the corner of my eye. I turned my head and in the middle of the floor, I saw Kirbee’s friend Tracy standing there nude holding the camera. Tracy had been in the bathroom the whole time.

Now Tracy wasn’t too bad herself. She was Puerto Rican with the thickness and shape of an African-American woman. Her hair was pecan brown which hung to the center of her back. Tracy’s breasts weren’t perky, but they were sexy the way that they hung, and her ass was definitely on the colossal side.

Anyway, Tracy held the camera to get different angles of Kirbee and me.

“Damn, am I going to get to fuck both of them?” I asked myself.
At that moment, I placed my arm beneath Kirbee and lifted her up. I got off the bed with my dick still inside of her. Standing on the floor, I bent my knees a little, and just stood there pounding away at Kirbee’s wet pussy as she threw it back at me.

Tracy continued recording, coming in close and every so often, brushing up against me. I wondered when she was going to put that camera down and join us, but she just kept on doing what she was doing. It was a different experience knowing that Tracy was there documenting us. It was like a rush of some sort.

I let Kirbee down onto the floor. Knowing exactly what she wanted, she crawled up onto the edge of the bed, and tucked her legs to the side, nearly beneath her. She placed her head onto the bed and her ass into the air and off of the edge. Before I could walk over to her, Kirbee reached back underneath herself and began to play with her wet twat. She moaned and groaned as her fingers went in and out of her, up, and down, and all around. Tracy moved in for a close up. I watched as Tracy kneeled to the floor with a look of intensity on her face. Holding the camera with one hand, Tracy’s other hand circled her nipples and squeezed her breasts. It slowly engraved its own trail down the center of her body to her naval and then down to her eagerly waiting snatch. Tracy wasted no time getting to it as she shoved three fingers up inside of her. I moved over to the side so that I could get a better view of Tracy. Kirbee was still getting herself off as well. Tracy let out a slight yelp and looked over in my direction, signaling with her head for me to come closer. I walked towards Tracy and stopped just shy of her. Tracy looked at my dick and licked her lips. Anxious for some head, I leaned forward so that my dick was near Tracy’s mouth. Tracy opened her mouth slowly and wrapped her lips around the head of my dick. She twirled her tongue around it, released it, looked up at me, and shoved the camera into my hand. Tracy immediately turned towards the tatted ass that was in her face, moved Kirbee’s hand to the side, and darted her tongue into Kirbee’s liquid laced vagina. Kirbee jumped and squealed as Tracy attacked her pussy with the intensity of a tiger whom has caught it’s prey. I had never seen anything like this. Tracy had Kirbee running from her and cumming within a matter of minutes. She never reacted like this when I ate her out.

Watching Tracy and Kirbee had me feeling some type of way. I didn’t know rather to be jealous or aroused by what I was witnessing. Well, I didn’t have much time to decide, so I placed the camera back onto the tripod and headed back towards the bed.

Tracy had Kirbee layed out onto the bed and was bumping pussies with her. I layed next to Kirbee. Tracy grabbed my dick and began to stroke it. Immediately it sprung to life in her palm. She brought her face closer and fixated her mouth when Kirbee stopped her. Tracy sat up and watched as Kirbee took a hold of my erection and went to work on my shlong. I don’t know what had gotten into Kirbee this night, but I was loving it. Kirbee was sucking me up something proper like. She had my dick dripping with saliva as she stroked and worked it with her tongue.
All of a sudden, Tracy straddled my face. She held on to the headboard and ground her clit against my tongue. Tracy’s pussy had a tolerable taste to it and no scent at all.

My thoughts went back to how she was eating away at Kirbee earlier, so I mimicked her actions. I wanted payback for the way that she had me feeling when I watched her tear Kirbee’s pussy up in a manner in which I had never done before.
I wrapped my arms around Tracy’s thighs, locking them down. I lapped, pulled, and sucked on her twat. I could feel the pressure building up in my lower body from Kirbee who was still working me over. In the meantime I had Tracy screaming and trying to get away from me with the new techniques that I had learned. I had a lock on her legs, so that she couldn’t get up.
Kirbee was like a beast on my dick. I was ready to bust, but I really wanted to get the the best of Tracy first. I could feel the cum built up at the head of my dick as held it back. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold it and by the way Kirbee was sucking that mug, I could tell that she knew that I was on the verge. I went harder at Tracy’s swollen clit. She had stop grinding and was trying to get away, but I wasn’t letting her go anywhere. Tracy was yelling and screaming for me to stop. My dick was yelling for me to just let go of the pleasure that was trying to exit from it. Kirbee wasn’t giving up for nothing. I couldn’t take it anymore and gave in to Kirbee’s outstanding oral skills.

“Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!”

I shot my load into Kirbee’s mouth. Damn I was feeling good. My body was shaking ferociously. At the same time, I felt a hot stream of liquid flow into my mouth. I did it! I had succeeded in getting the best of Tracy. She collapsed as she released every drop that was in her. Tracy layed there motionless and panting heavily. She stared at me with a delightful smirk on her face.

Once we all caught our composure, I layed with Kirby in one arm and Tracy in the other as we replayed and watched what had just went down on the flat screen.

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Uno

Sharon lay topless on the sofa with her left leg up on the sofa’s back and her right leg stretched out resting on the coffee table. With her head propped against the arm rest and her eyes closed, she felt the warmness of a hand grab her crotch. It massaged her, moistening the fiery spot between her thighs. Sharon could feel her body reacting to the hand that was touching and playing with her. She felt another hand palming her breast. Turning her head to the side, Sharon let out a slight sigh. Her satin panties was now drenched with fluid from her aroused vagina. Feeling something extraordinary building up inside of her, Sharon hurriedly rid herself of the panties that were saturated with her natural secretion.

         

“Oh yes, yeeesss!” Sharon cried out as the hand that she once felt through her panties was now brushing against her bare skin.

         

“Mmmmm Jason” Sharon moaned. “Get this pussy baby.”

         

A finger, which was all so familiar to Sharon, breached her vaginal lips and began to rub her c-spot. The finger rubbed and rubbed. Sharon moaned and gyrated as the touch of another hand grasped her breast, squeezing it to the tempo of the finger that was kneading inside of her.  The finger that was inside of her cavity, was now rubbing the lips of her vagina.  Using the wetness that it accumulated from Sharon’s love hole, the finger began to lubricate her clit moving repeatedly in circular motions. It moved up, over, down, and all around, intensifying Sharon’s desires.

         

Sharon felt as if the heat from between her thighs was slowly moving throughout and warming the rest of her body. She continued to keep her eyes closed while letting out slight moans and calling out Jason’s name every once in a while.

         

The finger continued working its way around Sharon’s clit. At that time, not one, not two, but three fingers engorged into her slime filled pussy. The other hand, she could feel move from her swollen breast down to her stomach, and then even further to her pinkish pleasure area. Finding its target, the hand full of fingers landed squarely on her clitoris. Sharon’s heated vagina expanded. With fingers thrusting inside of her hitting her g-spot and even more fingers attacking her clit, Sharon could feel a frenzy of sensations throughout her body. She moved rhythmically to the sound of the wet noises that was being created from her soaked instrument.

         

Sharon’s breathing became heavier and heavier in an untimely manner. Scrunching her face, she hastily licked her lips. Sharon felt as her nipples hardened even more. Her body began to flood with sensual gratification from what was going on. She tensed up from the tingling sensation of blood rushing to her clit from her racing heart.

         

“Uhh Jason, give me that dick now!” Sharon howled out, not being able to take it anymore.

         

At that moment, Sharon felt the three fingers that were repeatedly beating her g-spot exit from its nest. A burst of pain shot throughout her body as the dick she craved pierced her walls. Without any hesitation, it plummeted in and out of her with no remorse. Sharon yelled out for Jason. She wanted more of this dick and was determined to take it all. As the thick shaft pounded her pussy, Sharon felt the immense pressure that had built up in her, traveling on a path of departure.

         

“Ahh shit!” Sharon screamed.

         

Sharon’s legs stiffened. Her mouth opened wide as she arched her back and curled her toes. Surge after surge of pleasure streamed through the lining of her mid section.

         

“Yes Jason, yes!” Sharon managed to belt out.

         

Shots of electrifying bolts rushed to her clit. The pressure became unbearable. Sharon froze as the orgasmic thrill released itself from within her realms showering everything that lay in its path. 

         

Sharon laid motionless as the slowly declining, never ending waves of sensation, continued to shoot through her body, while her molted secretion dripped from the bottom of her slit, slowly down her ass cheeks, and onto the towel that was laid out across the sofa.

Sharon remained still on the sofa, panting heavily with a smile on her face.

         

“Would you like the real thing now?” Sharon heard someone ask.

         

Dropping the dildo that she was gripping ever so tightly, a startled Sharon opened her eyes. Slightly embarrassed, she gazed at Jason, whom without her knowledge of being there, had been standing at the foot of the sofa watching her the whole time.

         

Sharon let out a slight smirk at the mere thought of Jason being there and silently watching the show in which she had just displayed.

         

Looking at him, with a devilish grin, Sharon reached between her legs. She spread her lips, giving Jason a glimpse of her drenched oasis.

         

“Mmmm, dive in daddy!”



(Contributions from Jai - @jaithem0d3l)

Solicitous

She sits in solitude staring out of a window. Tears swell in the corner of her eyes as thoughts of loneliness begins to settle in. Far beyond her youthful years, etched into her face, are wisdom and maturity of an old soul. From centuries of bondage and slavery, she inherits the strength of her ancestors. Her smile covers up the turmoil that lives within her. Her voice is that of a mother of nations, yet no one pays attention. Her trust for men, gone! Her heart bleeds from trials and tribulations of past relations. She’s been beat down, torn, and verbally abused. For all that she’s been through, and all that she’s going through, her faith in a higher being is no more. All of this is shielded by a smile that proclaims that all is well.

She yearns to be consoled by the affection of a man. She desires the touch of passion that he should bring into her world. From him, she wants a sense of security. She wants a positive male figure, a father for the off springs in which she nurtures. She wants to be able to believe in and to have trust in a man again.

Are these things really that hard for her to have? Is there even a bit of hope?

He takes notice of her as she walks by on the daily with her head held high and a forced smile on her face. In her, he sees a woman scarred. He longs to grasp and to hold her in his arms. He wants to protect her, mend her tattered heart, and assure her that all will be well. He longs to shower her with flowers that compliments her beauty. He desires to surprise her with visits to her job just to spend time with her as she breaks for lunch. He wants to be the one to restore her lost faith in men and give her children the family setting in which they deserve. He wants to bring joy into her world, show her compassion, and embrace her every thought. He wants to be the person in which she confides in, the one whom she believes in. He wants to be her rock, her best friend, her everything. He desires to carry the burden of her pain, lift her upon a pedestal, and cherish her as a Queen.

Cabin Fever





It was a lonesome Friday night at home for Jasmine. The weekend had begun, but most of her girls had went out of town due to the fact that it was a holiday weekend, and that meant no work on Monday. As Jasmine sat down to eat the small meal she had prepared for herself, her cell phone rang. It was Mike calling.

Mike was a good friend whom Jasmine would get with every so often with no strings attached. Whenever Mike called, Jasmine knew what was up.

When she answered the phone, Mike informed her that he had rented a cabin for the night, about an hour outside of the city. He told Jasmine that he wanted her to join him. Jasmine agreed. She took down the address and proceeded to get ready for her spur of the moment trip.

About two hours had passed since Jasmine had gotten the phone call from Mike. She was already on her way to the cabin. With a smile on her face, Jasmine’s thoughts were of Mike and the way that he made her feel whenever they were together. Jasmine wanted more from Mike, but she knew that it wasn’t what Mike wanted. Besides, what they have worked for both of them.

Jasmine arrived at the cabin. She sat in the car for a minute before gathering her belongings and heading towards the cabin door. When it came to Mike, she never knew what to expect. Jasmine found the key right where Mike said it would be.

Upon entering the cabin, Jasmine called out to Mike. After calling out a few times and receiving no response, she headed upstairs. Jasmine found the master bedroom which was cluttered with lit candles. On the bed, she found a note which read, “Make yourself a glass of wine and meet me out back on the patio.”

Jasmine did exactly what the note had instructed. When she stepped out onto the patio, she found Mike, adorned in a black robe and house slippers. She walked over to where Mike was standing and embraced him.

“I thought you’d never get here, but you’re a little overdressed for what I have planned.”, Mike said while holding Jasmine close to him.

Jasmine revealed a slight smile as Mike began undressing her. Jasmine felt a draft from the night’s wind as her dress fell to her feet, revealing her perky breasts and purple thongs to the midnight air. Mike slowly pushed Jasmine backwards as she disrobed him to reveal chiseled torso. He lifted Jasmine off her feet and sat her down on the patio table. Laying her back onto the table, Mike slid Jasmine’s thong off of her. Leaning over, he kissed her on her neck then slid his tongue down to her hardened nipples. Jasmine could feel the moisture accumulating between her thighs. Mike’s tongue went lower to Jasmine’s belly button, and even lower to the top of her dripping pussy. Jazz took a deep breath, and just as she thought that Mike was about to taste her, he stood up. Mike reached for a candle and poured hot wax onto Jasmine’s chest and stomach. Jasmine felt the wax hit her skin and hardened before it could run off of her body. Staring at Jasmine, Mike took his fingers and played between Jasmine’s thighs. The touch of Mike’s fingers caused Jasmine to gyrate and moan with pleasure. Jasmine closed her eyes as to enjoy Mike’s touch even more, when she suddenly felt a burst of pain where Mike’s fingers were. Mike had penetrated her with no warning.

Jasmine let out a yelp as Mike slid in and out of her while holding on the sides of the table for leverage. Cupping Jasmine’s breast, Mike began to fuck her harder and harder before instantly stopping.

Mike pulled out of Jasmine and sat down on a nearby lawn chair. As on cue, Jasmine went over to Mike, stooped down on her knees, grabbed his erect manhood, and began to suck her juices off of it. Jasmine sucked on Mike as if his dick was the last popsicle on a hot summer day. Mike squirmed with excitement in the chair. When Jasmine felt like Mike couldn't handle it anymore, she stopped and straddled him. She began to ride Mike with a slow rhythm tightening her pussy muscles as she rose up. Jasmine’s rhythm became faster and faster.

“I’m cummin’!”, she yelled out.

“Me too baby!”, Mike screamed back.

Jasmine rode Mike harder and harder until the both of them came.

Before collapsing on Mike’s chest, Jasmine spotted a figure move behind the curtains in a window from a neighboring cabin.

            “Was someone watching?”,she asked herself. “Oh well, I hope so.”