Zane's Z-Rated: Chocolate Flava 3 (41 page)

“You taste so good.”

“Thanks.”

He kissed me on my neck. That should’ve been my first clue that he had something up his sleeve. His fingertips danced on my bare thigh. My flesh tingled where he touched. Damn. Before I could blink, my nipple was in his mouth. He suckled slowly, causing the arousal to build again in my pussy. I opened my legs to ease my pulsating clit. I moaned as his fingers inched up my thigh to find and explore my clit.

“I know you’re not done,” he whispered. “You’re still wet.”

I shivered as he stroked my opening. No, normally I wouldn’t be done, but I didn’t want to bring out Stallion. I wasn’t ready to answer the barrage of questions Stallion might cause. Jason’s feather-light caress was making my pussy clench. Panther rested on my thigh. As I moved him to the case, the large bulge in the black snakeskin leather drew Jason’s attention.

“How many more do you have?”

“Just one.” I zipped up the case, but he took it from my hands and unzipped it. Damn it!

“You gonna use the other one?”

“I wasn’t.”

“Why not?”

He halted his words as he peered in the bag, then, looked up at me with one eyebrow raised. He pulled out Stallion. This dildo was twelve inches of thick, deeply veined cock. I saw the question in Jason’s blue eyes. I knew what he was thinking: that his
dick doesn’t measure up, but it did. Jason’s cock filled every inch of my pussy and satisfied me thoroughly. Suddenly uncomfortable, I sunk down in the cushions of the sofa and closed my legs. I flashed him a sheepish grin while he turned it over in his hands.

“Is this what you like?”

“Well … no … I mean Kel had dared me to get it so … I hardly ever used it.”

I had gotten Stallion as a dare by my best friend a few years ago. Jason pulled the small tube of lubricant that was also in the cosmetic bag. The lube was strawberry-scented. The same aroma that drifted from Stallion’s shaft, though I’d washed it thoroughly after the last time I used it. I gulped as I watched him twist the base to activate the vibrating function. I had broken that feature long ago. I curved a strand of hair behind my ear and attempted to sit up. I reached into his lap and patted his erection.

“I like your cock better.”

“Sure,” he teased as he kissed me. “I’d still like to see you take it.”

With a look of pure desire in his eyes, Jason pried my thighs further apart. He paused to coat Stallion with lube before inserting just the tip into my pussy. I grasped his wrist before he could push it in deeper. This wasn’t how I liked to use Stallion. See, I liked to prop Stallion up and ride him like a cowgirl, but I didn’t think Jason was ready for all that. Or, maybe I was the one who wasn’t ready.

On wobbly legs, I stood and turned around to face the back of the sofa. He held Stallion in place while I straddled the massive shaft. Stallion was too thick and deeply veined to take all at once. I pushed the tip inside me, then stopped to allow my muscles to stretch around its girth. My essence dripped around the
shaft, coating the latex to make it easier to slide in another inch. Leaning over, I kissed Jason’s lips as my pussy slid down another inch of Stallion’s shaft.

Slowly, I moved up and down the shaft as I gripped the back of the sofa. Closing my eyes, I moaned as the hard veins caressed the walls of my pussy. Okay, so I’d used Stallion. A lot. It was because of the way it massaged my pussy like a pair of fingers. Its tip hit my G-spot like a dart piercing a bull’s-eye. And when I would cum, it was so hard that I almost passed out. Jason’s lips on my thigh only heightened my arousal. He continued to hold Stallion steady as I bobbed up and down on the shaft.

“You like that, huh?”

I moaned in reply. He spanked me. The flesh on my ass stung but it didn’t make me stop. Instead, I bobbed faster. The sofa shook beneath my thrusts. My head rolled back. He smacked my ass again. My walls contracted and I came again. When he removed his hot hand from my ass, my skin immediately felt cool. I slowed down. Opening my eyes, I sneaked a peek at him. He was coating Panther with the lube. My breath caught in my throat. I thought I was done but, suddenly, his fingers were on my anal opening. Caressing and teasing the tight flesh.

“What are you doing?”

“You’ll see.”

I never told him that was a secret fantasy of mine: double penetration. My body trembled in anticipation as he kissed my shoulder. He released Stallion’s base to concentrate on what he was going to do behind me. My eagerness caused me to flinch when he touched my shoulder blade. My pussy tightened around Stallion. I reached between my legs and stroked my clit. The nub had softened but my fingers worked my clit into a hard peak.

“Lean forward.”

I did. The tip of Panther’s shaft pushed into my opening. I gasped, gripped the back of the sofa so tightly with my free hand that I was afraid it was going to tear. The swipe of his tongue against the sensitive skin of my anus caused my nipples to harden. I released my clit to hold Stallion in place. I’d used Panther in my backdoor area once before. My muscles relaxed to allow the pink vibrator access.

Jason worked my backdoor with Panther as I fucked Stallion. Both shafts tapped all of my pleasure centers at once. Panting, I fucked them as if my life depended on it. He didn’t know it, but Jason had just opened a can of worms. With his free hand, he spanked my ass.

“Ride it,” he breathed. “Ride that shit!”

My tits shook. My ass shook. When I reached for his cock, which was now sticking out of the fly of his boxer briefs, he knocked my hand away. Before I knew it, I had cum again, and again. When I was certain that I was going to pass out from the pleasure, the orgasms stopped. He removed Panther so that I could climb off Stallion. I collapsed on the sofa, trying to catch my breath as he went to the bathroom to wash them off.

“Mercy …” I sighed.

Every inch of my body ached. My throat was raw from screaming. My pussy was sore, but when Jason returned I knew that I’d be ready to go again. He sat the bag on the coffee table before climbing behind me and wrapping his arms around me. I exhaled when he kissed my temple. His erection pressed into my hip. He had to be going crazy but he never let on.

“I was going to throw them away,” I tell him. “I mean, after I used them one last time.”

“And now?”

I twisted around in his arms and kissed him. The whiskers
of his five o’clock shadow tickled my chin. I worked the waistband of his briefs down his hips to free his cock. He groaned as I stroked his length. I loved the warmth of his cock. The pulsating vein that ran down the side. While I preferred him to plastic, I thought I’d keep Stallion and Panther around for a little while longer. Releasing his lips, I dipped my head to wrap my mouth around his cock.

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Gettin’ Buck Wild: Sex Chronicles II

The Sex Chronicles: Shattering the Myth

Shame on It All

Addicted

Total Eclipse of the Heart

The Hot Box

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