Mocha Chocolate: Taste A Piece of Ecstasy

by Greene-Dowdell, Shani

  “You don’t know me to love me. Hell you barely know me!”

  Larenzo moved over and ran the tip of his tongue across her nipple. “Not yet, momma, but I am planning to.”

  Larenzo kept his promise. He loved her to her perfect size. And in the comfort of a good relationship where it is said that weight gain is inevitable, he loved her all the way back up again.

  Kotanya Kimbrough is an elementary school teacher that loves to write poetry and short stories. She has two unpublished novels and two more that she is currently working on. She has had poetry published in an anthology about fathers and written a comic book called "The Poet" that introduces poetry to students. She is also currently working on a poetry anthology to be used in the classroom. "Size Doesn't Matter" is her first venture into erotica.

  The Coffee Shop

  C. Nicole pierce

  Shantai Coffee was a one-stop shop of fun for men of all ages. Her sexual abilities made married men want to file for divorce, and she took pride in that. Of course, she checked the men when they thought she wanted the role of wifey and sent them back to their wives on bended knee. Shantai wasn’t looking for a man to fall in love with, in fact as far as she was concerned there was no such thing.

  Shantai’s fantasy with sex started at a very young age. She would hide behind the couch while her uncle Joe watched hard-core porn on the pay per view channel. The first time she peeked in on one of his episodes, she was five years old. At that age she didn’t know what it was that she was seeing, but as the years flew by Shantai became curious. The little boys in the neighborhood didn’t make it any better, especially when her womanhood started to blossom. Shantai became developed at the age of thirteen and gladly embraced her voluptuous curves and round, full breasts.

  She spent most of her afternoons with her fourteen-year-old cousin Kyla who was already sexually active and played a major part in her younger cousin’s curiosity. By a stroke of luck and persistence, Shantai held on to her virginity until she was eighteen years old, but by that time she’d built up so much sexual tension that she was a vixen in her own right, even on her first time.

  At twenty two, Shantai’s apartment was known as the coffee shop and no matter how many stops men made or what time they went, the coffee was always hot and fresh.

  “Hey girl what’s good with you tonight,” Kyla asked her cousin after finally reaching her on her cell. “I met these guys and they are into the switch-a-roo. Plus they’re willing to treat us to some of the finer things in life i.e., pay up,” Kyla added knowing exactly what Shantai needed to hear.

  They were well known for fulfilling the sexually fantasies of men over the past three years. Though they were family, they didn’t mind playing the role of lovers, if that would satisfy their men. They kissed a few times even touched each other intimately, but neither of them dared go down on the other. They were in touch with their inner and outer freaks, but they weren’t getting down like that under any circumstances!

  Shantai and Kyla were well known on the west side of Chicago. Some called them bust downs, but they’d prefer to call what they did ‘present day pimpin’.

  “When, what time and where?” Shantai asked laughing, getting excited about the night ahead of her.

  Once she wrote down the information, she decided on what she would wear. The most important part was the lingerie because that had to be on point at all times! She had paying customers who loved a little striptease as a part of foreplay, and she delighted in giving them what they wanted. She didn’t consider herself to be a prostitute because she didn’t do it for the money. She did it for the love of sex; getting paid was just a plus.

  She primped in the mirror for about 30 minutes before deciding she looked good enough to walk out of the house. “Just wait ‘til they visit the coffee shop, they’ll be coming back for more and more,” she said out loud to her reflection in the mirror. Her dark chocolate skin was flawlessly smooth like black coffee. She was given the right last name at birth because it suited her appearance. She was a tall beautiful woman with round chestnut brown eyes, luscious pink lips and long natural eye lashes. Her long silky hair had never been permed and it still fell halfway down her back. She recently had her bangs cut like Aaliyah's to give that seductive look. Men liked to pull her hair when they were hitting it from the back and she loved it more than they did. It made her feel like she was in charge and it drove her wild causing her to throw it back harder with every thrust.

  She pushed her visor up and started her engine. She silently hoped that tonight would be fulfilling because sometimes Kyla had the worst judgment when it came to good sex game.

  When Shantai pulled up to the house, she was definitely impressed. It looked as if a famous athlete or rapper lived in this house. She spotted Kyla’s car in the driveway, turned her lights off and got out the car. She hit the button on her key chain to make sure her doors were locked and the alarm activated. Just as she was about to pull out the phone and call Kyla, she spotted her in the doorway with a fine ass buff guy. She got excited because, when it came to men, she liked them big and rough. She was definitely into the most grimiest, two teardrop wearing thugs that graced the streets.

  But she was nobody’s fool. In the daytime, she was a grad student at Loyola University. It was the weekend when she opened the coffee shop to a select few consumers. The guys for tonight were getting a special treat because it was only Thursday night and the coffee shop was not due to open for one more day.

  When she walked up to the door, the buff guy’s dick immediately rose making a large print in his jogging pants. Shantai smiled at the bulge in his pants. I see it’s on and popping up in here on sight! She thought, getting excited with what was to come.

  “I guess you’re ready to get down to business,” she said, letting him know she didn’t beat around the bush.

  “Not really, so you’re the Miss Shantai?”

  “The one and only,” she said placing a come fuck me kiss on his lips. Once she entered the house she realized there were four men and one other girl she was not familiar with.

  She wasn’t really into other chicks being around but, as fine as the four men were, tonight would have to be an exception. Shantai could tell by looking at Kyla that her cousin was thinking the same thing.

  The other girl was Puerto Rican and had her eyebrow, tongue and both nipples pierced. Shantai or wasn’t surprised that the girl was sitting on the couch topless with four men like it was an everyday thing for her. The best looking of the four men stood up to announce that it was time to get down to business.

  Everybody followed Mr. Good Looking upstairs and into a huge bedroom with a Jacuzzi and big ass bed. It had to be a California King times two. There were big screen televisions on the ceiling and all over the walls of the room. The televisions were apparently monitors because they displayed all of the action in the room. To Shantai’s surprise, there was a mini bar with a server preparing drinks for the crew.

  “What’s your name sexy,” the other female asked Shantai while stroking the rings on her nipples. The girl winked and smiled while downing her second drink and Shantai didn’t mind the flirting.

  “You can call me Coffee Shop,” Shantai replied in a seductive tone rolling her tongue as she said her final word. “And you?”

  “I’m Nina Pop because I know how to pop it baby.”

  Kyla glared at Shantai because she knew damn well her cousin wasn’t into chicks. They’d done their thing for thrills a few times and to satisfy their men, but never anything major. It looked like in any minute Shantai and Nina Pop were going to go at it.

  Instead of pulling her cousin to the side, Kyla took another drink from the bar and decided that maybe she needed to get on the level as well.

  The shortest of the men – Shorty - came over and ran his warm hand up and down Kyla’s mocha colored thighs and whispered erotic sweet nothings in her ear.

  The buff guy, Mr. Good Lookin and the high yellow brother enjoyed the view of Shanta
i and Nina making out in the Jacuzzi. The buff guy took the lead and rubbed his dick on the back of Nina’s neck, ready to join the action. Shantai reached around and pulled him toward her and into her wanting mouth.

  Nina Pop took that as her cue and lifted Shantai on top of her face and began to eat her out. On any other night, Shantai would have kicked a chick’s ass for pulling that one, but she moaned and began to work harder on the blowjob she was giving the big buff guy.

  When the buff guy finally came, his knees buckled and he fell to his knees. By that time Nina had given Shantai four orgasms, but she still wasn’t ready to let her up. Shantai moaned as if she and Nina Pop were the only two in the room.

  Keeping the party rolling, Kyla started a threesome with Mr. Good Looking and High Yellow.

  Kyla sucked Mr. Good Looking off while High Yellow was entered her from the back and worked her pussy something sweet. She felt so good that she got lost in ecstasy and didn’t even think twice about her cousin and old girl getting it on for all that time.

  The buff guy and Shorty watched in amazement while Nina and Shantai continued to go at it for almost an hour, Nina Pop on top with a strap on giving Shantai inches of pleasure.

  Kyla didn’t understand why with all of this real dick here did the chicks have to go for artificial inches, but to each her own. She continued to work Mr. Good Looking and High Yellow.

  Shorty and Mr. Buff got in where they fit in with Shantai and Nina Pop, but getting nothing more than a blow job or a hand job here and there. The two ladies hit it hard as Shantai switched and began giving Nina some hard anal with the strap on. Nina Pop moaned and screamed as Shantai began pulling her hair. Shantai enjoyed it more than she did being on the other end and, pounding into Nina Pop, she was having the best sexual experience of her life.

  Shorty and Mr. Buff waited their turn as they watched the two ladies switch positions several times. They were deep into sixty nine and Nina was tossing Shantai’s salad something beautiful.

  Kyla looked over from what she was doing when she saw her cousin giving oral to this other chick and reacting like she was having the best time of her life. She made a mental note to ask Shantai about that later as she welcomed the two waiting guys over for their turn. By the time the Shorty entered Kyla he was ready to explode from anticipation.

  Mr. Good Looking snatched Shantai up, and out of the clutches of Nina Pop. He lifted her up onto his neck and began to eat her like she held the key to his last supper. Mr. Buff began to bang Nina Pop’s back out and she popped it back to him like it was nothing to it.

  All three women moaned their pleasures while the men brought them to back to back orgasms. When the night died down all four men and Kyla sprawled out in the double king bed sleeping like babies.

  Meanwhile Shantai and Nina snuck off into another room, inseparable. Shantai was glad she decided to take her cousin up on her offer to open up shop early this week because the coffee had welcomed a little cream in and loved every bit of it.

  I was born and raised in Chicago Illinois, I'm currently 22 years old and a recent graduate of Southern Illinois University of Carbondale where I studied Public Relations. I am a Entertainment Publicist and writer and I began writing poetry around the age of eight and I still write as much as I can in my spare time. I grew a strong interest for fiction while in high school when I began reading many Urban novels. After a while the stories grew old, became repetitive or predictable and I decided to create my own. I started about three books before actually finishing one and now I have about 6 incomplete novels. The first finished novel, "If It Were Left Up To You," will be published hopefully within the next year or so. Short stories are fun to write and I plan to be featured in as many anthologies as I can within the next few years. I'm trying to make a name for myself in this writing game. I'm not a big fan of drama in life, but I love to write about it. When I'm not doing PR, I'm writing or thinking of what I'm going to write next. Be looking out for me because in a few years you won't be able to get rid of me. I hope you all enjoyed "The Coffee Shop" and trust, there is a lot more where that came from. This story wasn't easy for me to write, but it helped with my sexual imagination. It was a challenge well worth taking and I’d like to thank Shani Greene-Dowdell for choosing my story. She has helped me plant the foundation for my career in writing and I thank her for that. I'd also like to thank my family and friends who support me in everything I do, I love you all!

  The Bronze Princess

  Joi Marsh

  Tula visited her friend Jack every year to enjoy the sun, southern food, and banging clubs of Atlanta. Her annual pilgrimage to Hotlanta included frequenting her favorite hot spot Club Visions and her beloved eatery Gladys. Jack, a native Atlantian and a true friend, always made her trips a fun, memorable, and a wild event. They spent hours at Phipps Plaza and Tula would not hear of coming to Atlanta without going to American Deli to get some of their banging wings. Add an evening ballin’ at Pinups and she was in heaven!

  Her trip was coming to an end for this year and as always, she had a marvelous time. She was relaxing in Jack’s living room on his plush sofa thinking about her trip back to Chicago and mulling over the past week’s activities when someone knocked at the door. Jack called down for her to get it.

  What stood on the other side of the door took her breath away. There stood ’a beautiful Bronze Goddess who smiled and greeted Tula with a “hello.”

  Tula, unable to move, stood transfixed, in awe of the woman’s beauty. Long shoulder length hair, caramel skin, gorgeous lips, and a figure to match Beyonce’s on her best day. And those magnificent eyes. Eyes Tula thought mirrored no other gray she had seen or would ever see again.

  The woman ’appeared to also be taken aback by Tula, a petite princess in her own right. Tula didn’t speak, only stared at her until the woman asked,” Is Jack home?”

  Being the true femme that she was, Tula snapped out of her trance and invited the Bronze Goddess in. She silently hoped that she was, at least, bisexual if not lesbian. “Yes. He’s here.” Tula barely took her eyes off the woman for a second. Then she turned and yelled upstairs, “Jack. You have company.” And luscious company at that.

  Tula returned to the couch as Jack and his mystery guest handled some business in the other room. Tula wondered who this woman was, where was she from and how could she meet her again. Too many questions ran through her head and then she concluded that the beauty probably had some baller pimpin’ her in Decatur or maybe she’ was a

  housewife in Smyrna.

  Tula had a wonderful time during her stay in Atlanta, and the Bronze Goddess in the other room could be the icing on the cake. She could definitely see her in her next fantasy.

  Jack and the Bronze Goddess emerged from the kitchen after some time and headed toward the front door. Just the mere sight of her almost made Tula cum.

  Not forgetting his southern manners, Jack paused to introduce his guests. “Tula, this is Benet’ my interior decorator. Benet this is my long time road dog, Tula, Attorney at Law.” The two shook hands and openly exchanged flirtatious smiles.

  “Please to meet you Benet’. Jack never told me he had his own private decorator.” Tula shot Jack a look to say that she was upset with him for holding out on such a gem.

  Benet’ smiled and said, “Jack never wants anyone else to have his ingenious flower. He swears my magic is for his lair only.” Benet’ explained she hated to run but needed to meet another client. She reached in her purse and handed Tula her card, gave Jack a kiss on the cheek and told the two goodbye.

  Tula looked at the business card and on the back was written don’t hesitate to call. Tula only smiled, the Bronze Goddess would be a mystery no more because Tula wouldn’t hesitate…and she would most definitely call.

  Upon arriving in the windy city, Tula immediately called Jack and told him thanks, for the tenth time, for a wonderful time. She told him that next year she would have to go to Spundiffs alone because she wasn’t missing another year wi
thout the best seafood in the nation. She had missed out this year because Jack didn’t want to go with her.

  “I miss you already,” Jack told her, “even though I have a hot date with Mick tonight. I wish you were here to tag along.”

  Tula and Jack chatted a little while longer and parted with their usual smooches. Tula unpacked, checked mail and started her bath. She needed to relax and think about the week ahead. Back to the hustle of downtown and her demanding coworkers’ non-stop chatter. Just as she slipped into her bath and settled in, her mind flicked back to the Benet’. Should she call? She reasoned with herself. She is in Atlanta, long distance never works. What would she say? Would she even answer? Too many thoughts were running through her mind, so Tula just submerged herself deeper into her bath.

  She let her hands work vigorous circles over her inner most clandestine spot while visions of Benet’ pleasuring her took her to ecstasy. After her bath, two mountains of paperwork, and reading a week’s worth of mail, mostly bills, Tula lay across her bed and contemplated making the call. She wasn’t about to lose an opportunity to get to know this southern belle. She never let the unknown stop her from anything she needed to know or wanted. Tula searched for the business card in her ultra sleek Coach bag.

  Benet? Nieves Interior Decorator

  220 West Parkway

  Stone Mountain, Georgia

  (Bus) 770-413-1399

  (Cell) 404-275-3594

  Call for all your decorating needs.

  She picked up the phone and dialed the cell number, one ring, two rings, three rings. She was about to hang up when, ”hello,” a sexy female voice purred.

  ”May I speak to Benet?”

  ”This is Benet.”