Chocolate Flava (Chocolate Flava 1)

The two lovers seemed a little embarrassed. They quickly took their drinks and, with Ciao, moved out of line. “I am a frank woman,” Ciao began. “I like both of you. But”—she approached Carlotta as she continued, reaching her hand out to stroke Carlotta’s bare arm—“I really like you.”

At that moment Carlotta surprised herself as well as both Ciao and Miguel as she took Ciao’s hand in hers, swiftly raised it to her open mouth, and sensuously licked the tips of Ciao’s first two fingers with her tongue. Carlotta’s eyes darted to her left where Miguel stood in amazement, mouth agape as he nearly spilled his martini. Ciao’s expression mirrored Miguel’s as she instinctually tried to withdraw from Carlotta’s brazen oral display.

Carlotta became the aggressor, as she refused to give Ciao her hand back. Her eyes gleamed as she took Ciao’s index finger deeper into her mouth and sucked it as expertly as she had Miguel’s shaft earlier that evening. By this time she was fixated on Ciao’s eyes as she amused herself with the reaction she was eliciting from both her lover and the lady.

This exhibition continued for what seemed to be longer than the few seconds it actually took, but it was still long enough for Carlotta to have shifted the delicate balance of sexual power from Ciao to Carlotta.

“See, this is what I like to do…I have this oral thing, and I love putting things in my mouth,” she said to Ciao. “I get especially oral when I am deprived. See, on the way here, I was able to almost satisfy this urge because I had Miguel deep inside my mouth. As he drove, I sucked him deep…he kept getting harder and harder and I loved that. I had total control. I was getting off on him getting off and I almost came. But we got here before I could get what I wanted. So,” she continued as she released Ciao’s hand and reached to her side where she grasped Miguel and brought him close to her, “I was getting a little antsy. I was getting a little hungry. Do you know what I’m talking about, honey?” And with that she tilted her head toward Miguel and kissed him.

After they kissed, Carlotta again reached over and pulled Ciao over to her and began to whisper in her ear. Miguel noticed how Ciao’s eyes lit up at what she was hearing. Ciao’s lips parted and she wetted them lightly as Carlotta continued.

“Yes,” Ciao replied, “I think that can be arranged. Come with me.”

Miguel was completely in the dark. He didn’t ask any questions as Carlotta took him by the hand. They both followed Ciao upstairs to the top floor. As they walked, Miguel felt his stomach begin to hatch butterflies, and as they fluttered around down there a strange thing began to happen even farther down…he began to get an erection. These stairs led them to the absolute top of the barn. The space was a magnificent maze of divided partitions, each featuring the artwork of Cameron, another one of the members of the art consortium. By this time, Miguel was basically following both women as they walked ahead of him a bit. They were like two high school girls, giggling and talking under their breath.

Ciao took them in and around the front of the art exhibit. None of the guests were allowed on this level as it was for buyers only, and the art sale was scheduled to take place in a few days. So for now the space was empty. As they walked through the area, Miguel noticed the huge windows that ran from the top of the barn to the floor. They were huge panoramic windows that seemed to surround the entire floor. The soft lighting was a calming mix of blue and white. The music wafting from the sound system was much more subdued and sensual than the music playing downstairs. It was an ambient reggae flavor.

“You see this is the place, don’t you think?” Ciao asked as she led them. Her black knitted dress took on a different appeal than it had downstairs. In the subdued light, the dress appeared to hug her ample hips as she guided and glided through the labyrinth of artwork. Watching both women walk kept Miguel’s erection intact. It wasn’t one of those “so hard I got to have it now or I’m going to die” erections. But watching the women walk and interact was a turn-on. It played into the fantasy he’d had earlier that evening while standing in the drink line.

The corridor-like passageway emptied out into an enclosed lounge area, complete with overstuffed couches and chairs. Unlike the hardwood floors that covered most of the gallery, this area boasted soft plush carpet. It was obviously an area where the buyers and non-buyers could relax, have a drink, talk, and probably write out their checks.

“Oooooh, I like it,” squealed Carlotta. “You did good. This is perfect.” And as she expressed her approval, she reached out and pulled Ciao to her, wrapped her arms around her, and kissed her. She started at her forehead. She gave her small pecking kisses. She descended to her cheeks and ended up with an open-mouthed kiss to Ciao’s full lips. Ciao grabbed Carlotta’s face and hungrily returned the kiss. As one might expect, the sight of these two women kissing increased the erection Miguel already had. T

he kiss was real this time.

As Carlotta broke it off, she gently pushed Ciao aside. Pointing to one of the overstuffed chairs, she nodded her head. “Now, you’ll get your reward. Make yourself comfortable and watch closely.” She turned around and looked at Miguel. She could tell he was hard without even looking down. She reached down and felt the bulge in his pants. “You poor dear, do you feel left out? Or are your intuitive powers working a little overtime? Do you know what we’re going to do, baby?”

She moved closer to him and flicked her tongue out, licking the side of his neck and the lobe of his ear as she continued to massage the now rock-hard dick vainly trying to escape from his black linen pants. “We’re going to kill two birds with one stone. Sit down.”

She pushed him down on the sofa. The huge royal purple pillows seemed to claim him like the crashing waves on the Pacific Coast outside claim anything that dares to attempt to navigate them.

As he settled in, he saw Ciao had pulled down the front zipper to her dress. Her legs were beginning to open as she pulled the dress up until her caramel-colored thighs were all but exposed. “She likes to watch,” Carlotta said. “And me, you know I’m still hungry and now I’m thirsty, too. You owe me, remember?”

Carlotta had that look in her eyes: the look of a woman consumed with lust.

“So just relax, we’re all going to get off. Right, Ciao?” She turned around to look at the beautiful Brazilian who by now had her hands between her own open legs. “Oh, it looks as if you might need some assistance.”

With that, Carlotta imitated a jungle cat as she crawled over to Ciao, who was smiling nervously with one hand between her legs and the other unconsciously massaging her right breast. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her medium-sized breast was peeking out from underneath the dress that she had unzipped to her waist. Carlotta arrived in time to take Ciao’s hand from under her dress.

“Hmm, what have we here?” she teased. “We’re a little wet. Perhaps you might need me to clean that off those fingers. We wouldn’t want to get pussy juice on that fine dress, or better yet, this couch. Here, allow me.”

Carlotta moved from in front of Ciao, and while on her knees moved to the side so Miguel could see her put Ciao’s fingers in her mouth.

“Mmmm.” Her mouth engulfed Ciao’s slender fingers past her knuckles, all while Carlotta continued looking at Miguel. Her wet pink tongue slithered under Ciao’s fingers as she sucked on them the exact same way she had sucked Miguel earlier that evening.

“Oh, my God.” Ciao was squirming around in the chair, her dress riding farther up her thighs. Miguel was watching all this transpire with rapt attention as he became more aroused.

The fact that Carlotta simultaneously had sexual control over two people was somewhat overwhelming. She removed Ciao’s finger from her mouth, looked over at Miguel, and smiled.

“I’ll be with you in a bit,” she whispered as she turned to face Ciao. She bent forward, spread Ciao’s legs farther apart, and did a face-first dive in between them.

Miguel saw the expression on Ciao’s face go from excitement to almost sheer terror. She threw her head back and screamed. Her arms shot straight down as she tried to brace herself in the soft material of the chair. At the same time Miguel saw Carlotta pull her black chiffon dress up to gather around her waist. And as she continued her assault on Ciao, she slowly rotated her fat ass as her head bobbed up and down, apparently heaping waves of passion on her victim and driving Miguel crazy. By now Miguel’s dick had escaped from his unzipped pants and he was stroking it in anticipation of Carlotta finishing with Ciao and returning some of her attention to him.

“Damnit, Carlotta!” he shouted. “Come over here and take care of this!”

Carlotta abruptly took her head from in between Ciao’s legs, as if she were anticipating Miguel’s demand. Before she made her way over to him, she bent over, looked Ciao in the face, and said, “Here, this is what I tasted. Try some.”

All the various juices combined to form sexual foam boiling between their lips. Ciao hungrily attacked Carlotta’s mouth as if it were some life-giving substance. But Carlotta didn’t allow her to get too comfortable. She said, as she broke away from Ciao, “This is fun but the reason I came up here is for some dick…remember?”