Z-Rated (Chocolate Flava 3)

I rose from my seat, towering over him in my heels. I felt like a giant standing next to him. He placed his hand on the small of my back and led me through the club. I would not have believed anything I saw that night had I not witnessed it for myself. There were men and women engaging in hot, passionate sex in every direction my heels clicked. There were women sucking dick, fucking dick, and jacking off dicks, just as there were men eating pussy, fucking pussy, and fingering pussy. I had seen it all, or so I thought.

Mr. Five-Four led me through a side entrance of the club, the Champagne Room. R&B music wafted over sexually induced lovers, intermingled with glorious cries of hot erotic pleasure. Candles burned, contributing to the heat radiating throughout the sex room. My attention immediately turned to the couple in the back, fucking in open view on a makeshift bed. I nearly swallowed my tongue, rendered speechless.

“Are you okay?” Five-Four asked me. I nodded, again speechless, but horny and desperate to feel what every woman in that room was experiencing at that very moment. “Well, I’m going to go back upstairs for a minute. I’ll be back to check on you.”

This time when he spoke, I heard my pussy say, “Please, don’t leave us.” My facial expression and body language said the same. As he turned to leave, I made my way to a comfortable spot arranged with a black velvet chaise and a mini fruit tray accompanying a bottle of chilled champagne. I took a seat and poured myself a drink, never taking my eyes off the X-rated entertainment playing before me. I watched in envy, silently wishing that I could trade places. It was torture, sitting there watching, and from the looks of it, I was their only audience.

On the makeshift bed, the woman’s head bobbled on her partner’s dick, causing her wild, two-toned spiraled curls to stand out like a 1970’s Afro that had been mingling with the wind. They were indeed creating their own remix of Kama Sutra, because as her long, talented tongue slid up and down his stiff length, two of his fingers were penetrating her asshole. I shifted in my seat, my hot and throbbing pussy growing wetter by the second. I took another sip of my drink, expecting the bubbly liquid to cool down my furnace, but instead, all it did was make me hornier and more desperate than I already was. So horny that I wanted to rip my clothes off and join the action. So desperate that I wanted to shove her off his dick and stuff it in my dripping pussy, then demand him to finger-fuck my asshole.

There were sex shows going on all around me but there was just something special about the thick and sexy sistah that had realized by now that I was watching her … them. The way she licked and curled her lips intrigued me. The way her ass jiggled with every movement aroused me. And the way she deep-throated his dick inspired me. Finally, her smile landed my way. I returned the gesture, feeling somewhat embarrassed by being caught red-handed watching them in the act. I hadn’t realized how relaxed I had appeared or how intoxicated I might have been. All I knew for certain was the obvious—I needed to get laid.

No sooner had that reminder settled in my mind than she began sauntering in my direction. Her flawless latte-colored skin, almond-shaped, bright brown eyes, and full luscious lips were the incarnation of natural beauty. Her walk was like moving poetry; fluid, liberating, and extremely enticing. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, unsure of the actual reason why she had interrupted her fuck session, hell, our fuck session.

“Hello, I’m Leo,” she greeted me right off the bat. I was taken aback because she damn sure didn’t look like a Leo. Leo was a guy’s name. “My zodiac sign is Leo, but it’s my handle when I’m here, as well,” she added, reading my mind.

“Oh. Very pleased to meet you,” I said, shaking her hand, wanting to skip the formalities. I tried to remember what name I had put in my file, but couldn’t, so I gave her my real name, figuring she probably wouldn’t have believed me anyway. No one did. “I’m Scarlet.”

“The newbie,” she acknowledged. A sinister look washed over her face. I chuckled.

“Wow, is it that obvious?”

She nodded her head vigorously. Again, I chuckled.

“So tell me, Scarlet, did you come to swirl?”

This time I skated around the question, trying to see where it would lead me.

I looked Leo deep in her eyes, slid my tongue across my bottom lip and said, “Depends.” Yes, I was flirting with the idea of fucking Leo, although I had never been with, or thought of being with, a woman. I could easily justify why my thinking had suddenly been altered. I was horny … desperate … inebriated.

“Depends,” Leo repeated, seduction lurking in her voice. Her eyes smiled as they traveled up and down my body. I’m not sure why I cared whether she found me attractive or not. I had come tonight for dick. Not pussy. So her opinion of me should not have mattered. But it did.

Leo motioned for her partner. He joined us, his dick still

hard as a rock. Leo dropped to her knees and began sucking his dick as if her life depended on it. She started off slow, massaging his balls at the same time, and then quickened her pace. My pussy begged to come out and play. Before I knew it, my racing hormones had gotten the best of me. I began inching my dress above my thighs and proceeded to shed my undergarment.

Leo was still going to work but I couldn’t suppress my needs any longer. I joined her on the floor. With his full-grown dick still in Leo’s mouth, he reached over her and assisted me in pulling off my dress. I had never experienced a threesome before but I was sure that somewhere in the crevices of my wild imagination that very fantasy existed.

Now that I was completely nude, the insecurities I normally had when it came to my body vanished. Leo didn’t mind sharing her space and escort with me. She slowly withdrew his dick from her mouth and gave me a reassuring smile.

“I saved the best for you,” she said. Without wasting another second, I gobbled his dick like it was a stuffed turkey. I could feel Leo’s hands caressing my huge ass and that drove my pussy insane. I had mastered the art of fellatio. All those erotic books and sex videos had taught me everything I knew.

Seizing the moment, I curled the tip of my tongue and slowly swept it across the head of his dick before tracing it with my lips. I then bottled as much of him as I could, which to my surprise, was the entire thing. My lips blew kisses to his twins while my tongue gave him the best dick bath he’d probably ever had in his entire life. I could feel every ounce of his excitement pulsating through my mouth. His pre-cum tasted like honey barbecue sauce. The hint of champagne I still savored on my tongue gave it the perfect amount of zest. I simply loved a tasty dick.

My pussy purred for attention while my chocolate nipples grew into bullets. I opened my eyes when I felt Leo slide in between us. She took his balls into her mouth and commenced to outperform me. A hum was coming from her throat and when I looked up, the man’s eyes were rolling to the back of his head.

“Don’t stop,” he told Leo. “Just like that, baby.” My left hand found its way between my sticky thighs. I could no longer deprive my pussy.

I slid one … two … three fingers inside my warm opening. I was so wet and slippery, my own fingers began paddling through the waves.

“I’m about to cum,” I heard him say. I almost gave myself whiplash. There was no way he was busting a nut before me. I jacked my fingers out of my juice box and instantly stopped sucking his dick. Reading my mind yet again, Leo discontinued her little thing as well.

I turned and kneeled over the chaise, my juicy brown ass in the air. I arched my back and spread my glistening swollen lips for the two of them to notice. Before I could say one word, he entered me in my new position. I was sure he felt the tension in my pussy—the abandonment. He stroked me like a faithful lover, slow, deep, and with dedication. This stranger fucked me like he had known me all my life. Like he appreciated every second of being inside of me.

I squeezed my nipples before taking each of them into my mouth.

“This what you wanted?” he asked, slapping my ass. It bounced back like Jell-O. He spanked it again.

“Fuck me harder!” I panted, losing my breath. He obliged. He drove his dick farther inside me, waxing the floor of my kitty cat. I looked to my right to find Leo at the foot of the chaise, masturbating. Our eyes connected briefly as I watched her fingers move ferociously in and out of her wetness.