Chocolate Flava

by Zane

  Nikki was downstairs greeting everyone that was arriving. I was out in the backyard slaving over the damn grill. We hired a DJ to set it off. This was the only party of the year that Nikki and I went overboard with as far as food, drinks, and music. That’s why no one ever scheduled their parties around the time we had ours. It was the bomb every year. It was strictly a lesbian party; no men allowed.

  It was about seven and the house was packed. We had wall-to-wall women. We had invited about twenty-five people, but we had at least thirty-five to forty beautiful women wandering around the house. Some in swimsuits, some in less than swimsuits. I was about to have the time of my young life. Nothing but pussy everywhere I looked.

  I was done with the cooking, had taken another shower, had on my gear, and now it was time to circulate the crowd. Nikki was already making headway with Stacy. I caught them over in the corner by the kitchen, all hugged up and kissing like there was no tomorrow. All I could do was smile.

  “Hey, sexy,” I heard someone say from across the room.

  I looked around to see who had spoken and whether they were talking to me.

  “Hey, sexy,” I heard again, but this time she was right behind me. I turned around to see that it was Kim, the one with the green eyes.

  Kim was wearing a two-piece bathing suit with a towel wrapped around her waist, hiding most of her beautiful legs. Kim was light-skinned, five-six, and was thick in all the right places, especially the chest. She was a healthy 38DD, and had no fat in those titties. Hell, it was all Kim.

  “Wassup, cutie?” I asked.

  “You.”

  “Umm, me, and why you say that?”

  “Damn, Jay, why you keep playing like you don’t know wassup?”

  Kim had this serious look on her face that said she had a purpose.

  “I’m just asking you wassup. Are you having a good time?” I asked.

  Kim looked at me with this seductive grin. “It could be better.”

  “How is that?”

  “Oh, so now you wanna act like you don’t know wassup. You’re a trip, Jay.”

  I smiled at her, because it was apparent that she was getting frustrated with me. I decided to play along with her to see where she was going.

  “Okay, so tell me, baby. What’s really going on? Do you really think that you can truly fuck with this?”

  Kim walked up on me real close, till we were only inches apart. “To be honest…”

  “Yes, please do.”

  Kim leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Right about now, I want you to invade my entire body with your tongue, then I want you let me ride you till I can’t ride anymore. Are you game?”

  I had to admit it. She had a girl speechless and curious. It took a lot to keep my cool. With her whispering in my ear like that, it making a sista horny.

  I stepped back to evaluate her to see if she was serious. She was dead serious.

  I smiled back at her and thought, let the games begin.

  I took Kim by the hand and led her to one of the downstairs bedrooms. Nikki and I had a rule: never take them to the master suite. If we play, we play downstairs. Our rooms were our sanctuaries. She had her own playroom with her toys, and I had mine. I led her into the room and locked the door, so we were not to be interrupted.

  I walked over to where she was standing and asked her, “You ready to play, or have you changed your mind?”

  She walked up on me and looked me square in the eyes. “I’ve been waiting to get next to you for quite some time.”

  “Is that right?”

  “Yes. Now are we going to stand here and chat all night or did we come in here to do something?”

  I saw it was time to stop playing with her. She had an agenda and now was the time to see if she could back up all this shit she was talking. I walked up on her till I could feel her breath on my neck. I placed an arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me as if to try and blend her body with mine. I took the other hand and placed it behind her neck and brought her into me for a kiss.

  The first one was actually a series of short kisses. I wanted to taste her lips and tongue, trying to see if she had skills in the kissing department. She did not disappoint me at all. We shared a long, deep, soul-searching kiss. She did not miss a beat. My hands began to roam up and down her back, till I was able to find the string to the top half of her bikini.

  Within seconds, it was on the floor along with the towel she’d had on. Now, being that I’m someone that loves breasts, I had to step back and admire them, as if I was an artist studying their subject. I took the right breast and began to let my tongue flicker across her nipple until it became nice and firm in my mouth. Proceeding to do the same for the left one, I continued until they were both standing at attention. Kim was letting out soft moans to let me know she was pleased. Her perfectly manicured hands were running through my hair, which for me was a definite turn on.

  I led Kim over to the bed and laid her down. I let my hands roam to each side of her hips and pulled down her bikini bottom. She lifted her hips so it could slide off more easily.

  “Umm Jay, you have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to touch me, to taste me, to fuck me.”

  I looked down at her and could only smile.

  “Well, love. It’s no longer a waiting game. I’m here to give it all to you.”

  “Oh, baby, umm, give it to me right now. I can’t wait. I feel like I’m getting ready to cum right now. Please take me! Take me now!”

  I walked over to the table and retrieved “Spanky,” strapped him on, and headed back over to her.

  Kim looked at me. “Aw, dayum! It’s on!”

  Kim grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me down to her. I gave her a long deep kiss. She was right; it was on.

  I started sucking on her titties, and it didn’t take much to get her nipples hard again. My tongue began to trace down the center of her chest. I let it stop and nestle itself in the crack and crevices of her navel. Kim was squirming on the bed. I could tell she was using every bit of energy to contain herself. I could feel the heat between her legs. She was on fire.

  “Oh, yes, baby, yes! Oh, Jay, that feels so good! Please don’t stop! Hmm, it feels so good!”

  I started my journey to find her treasure, and her pussy was like a lighthouse guiding my way. The minute my tongue touched her pussy, I thought she was going to lose her mind. I let my fingers spread her lips apart and my tongue found her clit. Kim started squirming again, this time too much. I grabbed her around her hips so that I could keep her stationary. I wasn’t in the mood to chase her all around the bed tonight. So I got a tight grip and went back to the task at hand. I started to gently suck, lick, and massage her clit. I could feel Kim’s body begin to shake, letting me know that she was ready to explode. She did not disappoint me. She came and came and came.

  When Kim finally opened her eyes, I was back on top of her.

  “Damn, baby, you and that tongue are quite talented,” she said.

  “Well, thank you. You ready for another ride?” I asked.

  “Umm, yes. Now lay on your back. I’m ready for a little ride of my own.”

  I smiled and did as she said. I reached over to the drawer and pulled out a condom and gave it to her. Kim smiled. “You think of everything, don’t you?”

  “Always.”

  Kim took the condom and put it in her mouth, then went down on me and put it on. That was enough right there to drive me crazy.

  Kim slid her sexy self on top of me and let Spanky enter, like she was a pro. Her motions were slow and deliberate. I laid on my back in total bliss. I wrapped my hands around her hips and began to go with her motion. We were moving together in sync, as one. I opened my eyes long enough to see Kim looking down at me. She was smiling hard.

  “What are you smiling for?”

  “Umm, ’cause you got some skills, baby.”

  Kim started to pick up the pace. The visual I got from watching her ride me was getting me hotter and wetter
with each thrust. She was riding me with everything she had, like it was the last time for her. I felt Kim’s body begin to shake. I knew she was ready to cum, ready to release all that she had.

  “Oh, baby, Jay, oh shit! Hmm, I’m getting ready to cum.”

  Kim’s body began to shake as she exploded on top of me. With that visual, I came shortly after her. She laid herself on top of me, the sweat from her dripping down on me. Our breathing started to return to normal. This was turning out to be more than just a fuck. It was better than that. Then that all-too-familiar phrase came back to mind. Don’t get caught up, it’s just a fuck.

  It didn’t take Nikki long to find me. She was on me like white on rice.

  “Where the hell you been?”

  All I could do was grin. I started to tell her, but decided to let her suffer a little bit longer.

  “Aw, nigga, who did you have in the playroom? Why you playing, muthafucka? Which Kim did you have in there?”

  Nikki was shooting questions at me like a cannon.

  “Aw, so now you wanna—” Nikki stopped in mid-sentence and looked over my shoulder to see Kim come out of the room. Nikki looked back at me with this big-ass grin. “Was it good?”

  I tried but couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Whew, it was the bomb! Baby has got some serious skills. I might have to give it another run.”

  Nikki gave me a high-five. “Play on, playa, but remember what we say. Don’t get caught up, it’s just a fuck. Unless you see something else in her. Do you?”

  I couldn’t deny it. I did feel something, but I quickly dismissed it.

  “Naw, she knows wassup.” I looked over my shoulder to see Kim looking directly at me, smiling. Another satisfied customer.

  Later on that evening I tried to avoid Kim, but I had to admit she had me curious in more than one way. I saw Nikki go into her playroom with Stacy. Play on, playa. It was 3 A.M. when the last few people left, or better yet, when we kicked them out.

  Nikki and I sat on the sofa and looked around the house, checking out the big-ass mess that awaited us in the morning.

  “So, Jay, you gonna see Kim again or was this a one-time thing?”

  “I don’t know, maybe. I talked to her for a bit before she left. I may hook up with her soon. What about you and Stacy? I saw the two of you go into your playroom.”

  “We’re talking. Earlier was just a fuck and she knew it. We’ll see. Well, I’m heading up to bed. I’ll see you in the morning.”

  “Okay,” I said.

  I sat on the couch for a little while after Nikki went upstairs. Another slamming-ass party was in the box. Yeah, I’m going to have to call Kim. I got up and went to the bottom part of the steps. I thought to myself, If these walls could talk. I clicked off the light and headed upstairs.

  Copland

  Ms. B. Haven

  Keisha knew she was in trouble. The red and blue lights of the siren alerted her to that fact. Damn, she thought to herself as she placed the small bottle of Absolut between her thighs. She thought she could handle a drink and a car at the same time.

  Keisha was on her way to the club. She was dressed in a black low-cut sweater that showed off her 42Ds and a skirt so short, a piece of her enormous ass showed. She knew that the other women at the club talked about her behind her back, but she didn’t care. She was twenty-two, firm, and fully packed. Or, like my aunt would say, young, dumb, and full of cum. Keisha had an agenda, and the women at the club knew that if you didn’t watch your man, he could end up on Keisha’s “to do” list.

  The cop walked over to the open driver’s side window.

  “Good evening, Ma’am.”

  “Good evening, Officer.”

  Keisha stuck out her chest, and hoped that her cleavage was visible. This cop wasn’t bad looking. He was downright fine! The navy blue uniform barely contained his muscular build. His skin was the color of deep, dark chocolate, and his brown eyes were accentuated with flecks of gold.

  The cop spied the empty bottle of Absolut between a pair of shapely caramel-colored thighs. Under his scrutiny, they parted slightly.

  The cop cleared his throat. His dick was hardening.

  Keisha saw the bulge forming in his pants. She immediately opened her thighs wider.

  “Officer, I know I’m not supposed to be drinking and driving, and I know it’s your duty to arrest me, but can’t we work something out?” she purred.

  The officer didn’t comment. He just reached inside the window and placed his hand on Keisha’s left nipple. She moaned and placed her hand atop his, encouraging him to continue. He played with the sensitive flesh until it was as hard as his dick.

  “Officer…” Keisha looked at his name tag. “Williams. Do we have a deal?” Keisha reached out and massaged his dick through his pants.

  Officer Williams moaned. “Bet. But we’d better get off the street,” he said, huskily. “Park your car, and you can ride with me.”

  “Bet,” Keisha replied. “But let me give you a little somethin’ somethin’ before we go.” Keisha unzipped Officer Williams’ pants. She reached inside and brought his hard penis out through the hole provided by his boxers. His size made her squirm in her seat in anticipation. Keisha jerked the erect flesh, bringing the foreskin over the head of his dick. She squeezed him so hard that pre-cum ebbed through his hole, saturating the swollen head. Keisha then took his dick into her mouth. She took him deep; the head of his penis touched the back of her throat. Keisha jerked and sucked him at the same time.

  Officer Williams withdrew from her mouth. “Let’s take this party to the park.” He caressed her smooth, silky thighs.

  Keisha started her engine and parked. She walked back to Officer Williams’ car. When she was inside, she handed him a black lacy piece of cloth.

  “I won’t be needing these,” Keisha said as Officer Williams unfolded the pair of French-cut panties, still warm from her body heat and wet from her cum.

  The policeman held her panties up to his nose and inhaled deeply. The musty smell of Keisha’s cunt almost sent him over the edge. He put the police cruiser into drive and sped off in the direction of the park.

  As he drove, Keisha pulled up her skirt to reveal a cleanly shaven pussy. She turned in the seat so he could have a better vantage point. She licked her fingers and touched her enlarged clit. She ground her hips into her own hand. Keisha knew she was about to climax and was happy to feel Officer Williams’ fingers probing her labia. He removed her hand and placed two fingers into her wet snatch. Keisha cried out as the officer finger-fucked her. He went slow at first, and then increased his speed. The smell and sound of wet pussy filled the car. Keisha grabbed the officer’s wrist and her entire body began to shake as the orgasm claimed her. Officer Williams felt a flood of cum coat his hand. He brought his fingers to her lips, and Keisha eagerly cleaned her cunt juice from his hand with her tongue.

  Lincoln Park was deserted. The police closed the park at dusk to keep drug dealers and users out. But the cops also used the park for their own pleasure. They brought prostitutes and other women in trouble with the law to the park so that they could fuck and suck their way out of paying fines or doing time. The park was so notorious for this that the cops affectionately called it “Pussy Park.” Just a couple of nights ago, Officer Williams had brought another honey to the park. She’d been stopped because she was speeding. In order to keep her man from paying yet another ticket, the honey ended up facedown and ass up in the woods of Pussy Park.

  Officer Williams pulled into a secluded, dark, wooded area. He cut the lights and the ignition. Keisha leaned over and undid his pants again. His erection was stronger than before, she noticed. She placed the long fat dick into her mouth as she played with his balls. Officer Williams leaned his head back and placed his hand on the back of Keisha’s neck. She felt the slight pressure of his hand as he guided her up and down his pole. Keisha placed the officer’s balls into her mouth one at a time. She chewed on the skin that covered his nut sack.

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nbsp; “That’s enough head,” Officer Williams hissed out.

  He got out of the car and gently pulled Keisha from the front seat. They stood by the trunk of the car. The cop slid his hands beneath Keisha’s sweater and removed it, along with her bra. Her D-cup titties swung in the air like two caramel-colored helium-filled balloons. Officer Williams bent down and took one chocolate-dipped nipple into his mouth. He sucked the hardening knob, all the while snaking his hand under her skirt and playing with her pulsating pussy.

  Then the officer made his way to the other nipple when the first was sufficiently hard. He bit it, hard, and Keisha’s scream of delight and pain filled the night air. Officer Williams felt the nipple discharge a liquid into his mouth. The cop released her and saw white liquid dripping out of her nipple, down her breast, and onto the flat plane of her stomach.

  Officer Williams attacked the nipple with a vengeance. He sucked and swallowed her titty milk like an overly hungry baby. Then the cop turned Keisha around. She braced herself on the trunk of his car. Officer Williams took out his night-stick. He spread her legs. Keisha was sprawled out over the trunk like she was getting patted down. The officer then rammed the stick up her cunt until it hit her cervix. Keisha grabbed his powerful forearm and yelled like a stuck pig.

  “You like that stick in you?” Officer Williams asked, ramming the stick in and out of her.

  “Yeah, baby,” Keisha replied as she moved on the stick, “but I’d rather have some dick.”

  Officer Williams pulled the stick out of her.

  “Give me the stick,” Keisha said.

  Officer Williams handed her the stick, which was now white with liquid. Keisha placed the stick into her mouth and cleaned her juice off of it. She was having so much fun giving the stick a blow job, she hadn’t realized that the officer had positioned himself behind her until she felt his dick bust through her pussy. He held on to her hips as he fucked her hard and fast. He then lifted her torso from the trunk and squeezed those tits. Once again, her milk began to run. Officer Williams collected some of the nectar onto his fingers and licked them clean, never slowing the pace at which he pumped his dick into her.