Caramel Flava

“How do I know you?” Tiara asked, playing along.

“We were lovers,” the man responded as he kissed her neck. “I would know those legs and that ass anywhere.”

“Lovers, you say?” Tiara asked as she turned to face the man. He was dressed as the Phantom of the Opera, with his mask covering most of his face. “Why are we no longer lovers? Did it end badly?”

“Yes,” the man sensually whispered in her ear. Just as he spoke the lights went out. Everyone in the room gasped, but they were back on within ten seconds. In that time the man had freed Tiara’s breasts from her corset. “I know those breasts too.”

“What are you doing?” Tiara asked as she pulled her corset up.

“Tonight I am reclaiming what is mine,” the man responded in a deep, sexually charged voice.

“You are taking this a little bit too far.”

“Am I?” asked the Phantom. The lights went off again but this time for longer than before. “You are mine, my Venezuelan Vixen.” In the dark Tiara felt fingers being slipped into her pussy. “I am going to fuck you tonight right here at this party and you are going to let me.”

“We can’t, not here…” She moaned as the pleasure overtook her senses.

“Look around, I don’t think that anyone would mind.” The lights came back on. Tiara looked around the room. She saw that most of the women’s breasts were exposed and everyone was touching or being touched, all the while dancing to the beat of the mystical music. There were couples, threesomes, and groups all doing what felt good to them. “Tiara,” he whispered her name in her ear.

“You know my name!”

“I know more than that,” he responded, still working his fingers within her pussy, gently massaging her G-spot.

“Who are you?” she asked.

“Let’s see if you remember,” the Phantom said as he unfastened his pants.

The lights went off again, but this time they were out for minutes instead of seconds. The Phantom spun Tiara around, spread her legs, and thrust his rigid dick into her hot, soppingwet pussy. The enthralling force of his actions took her breath away. She held on to the table as if it were a life preserver. She was mesmerized by his adoration of her body. She heard moans and sighs of pleasure, from men and women both, rise above the music and mingle with her own. Familiar sensations fluttered then raced through her body. She was quickly approaching her zenith. However, just as the lights were coming on again, the Phantom stepped away and tucked his penis back into his pants.

“Tyree!” Tiara exclaimed, exasperated, as she spun around and slapped his face. No one even took notice; they were all lost in their own concupiscence. “I am not yours,” she hissed. “And I never was!”

This was the man who broke her heart and left her not wanting to love. It had taken almost a year to get him out of her system. She had longed to be touched and caressed by him, at the same time vowing to resist being a doormat for him ever again. Tiara was tormented until she met Kibryia, who helped her erase Tyree from her system. He made sure that Tyree was a distant memory.

“We’ll just see about that,” Tyree stated as the lights flickered off again. He grabbed ahold of Tiara, lifted her up, and spread her legs as he slammed her against the wall, rendering her powerless to stop him. He freed his rigid dick once more and plunged it deep inside of Tiara; pushing hard and fast, burying himself as far into her body as he could go. “This pussy is mine and I can have it whenever I want it!”

Tiara didn’t say a word in protest; she just took her punishment, crying out helplessly as the orgasmic pleasure swept her away. She held on to him tightly as she stared out into the darkness, completely lost in the intensity of his lovemaking. She was amazed by every familiar sensation as he moved inside of her. She could not think beyond that very moment in time; beyond her desire-enveloped state.

“Oh, Tyree…” She sighed.

“Yes, baby…” Tyree kissed and licked her neck. “Yes!”

The lights flickered on again, but they were too lost in their abyss of decadence to care. Tiara saw images of bodies entwined on the floor, tables, and up against the walls; the sight of others partaking in the same sweet taboos as she heightened her pleasure. The lights were off again almost as quickly as they flickered on. She felt naughty, uninhibited, and wickedly shameless as she gave herself over to Tyree completely. The lights were turned on and off slowly as if showing a slide show of life art. Tiara wanted more; every nerve ending in her body cried out for more touches, more kisses, and more caresses. She was drowning in a sea of carnal need. She freed her breasts from her corset.

“Touch me!” Tiara demanded as her body twisted and writhed beneath Tyree’s. “Suck my breasts! Oh please!”

The aphrodisiac was taking over—Tiara and Tyree were quickly getting overrun by desire, drowning in a chemically induced lust. His ache to possess Tiara was all that Tyree could focus on as he licked and suckled her breasts. He wanted to touch more of her, taste all of her. He tucked his arms under her legs as he slowly slid her body up the wall. He twirled his tongue over her stomach, licking and kissing his way down her body until he got to her freshly waxed pubic area, where he took a playful bite. Tiara was captivated, so much so, she did not notice the small group of people walking toward her.

As the lights came on, the room came into focus again; Tiara saw the man in leopard print looking into her eyes intently. The lights clicked off and on once more and he was closer. The lights continued to slowly blink; she saw that there were two men and two women standing behind him, approaching with him. Tiara was delighted by the oral pleasures of Tyree licking her pussy and the intense stare of the dark stranger, which stirred a deeper passion. The group stopped about a yard away from Tyree. The leader waved his hand, directing the ladies to proceed. During every flash of light Tiara watched as both women dropped down to their knees and crawled over to Tyree. One lady, dressed as a belly da

ncer, positioned herself directly below Tiara, while the other, dressed as a sorceress, settled in behind Tyree. Simultaneously the women snaked up his body, slowly massaging and kissing his muscular legs as they went. The Belly Dancer took ahold of Tyree’s dick with both of her hands and slipped the head into her mouth, while The Sorceress expertly massaged his balls as she licked his anus.

Tyree paused for a moment, looking up into Tiara’s eyes as the lights continued to flash. He was in a conundrum of having to choose between reclaiming his lady love or giving in to wanton pleasure. In the blink of the lights his body made the choice for him and all was lost in a moment of reckless abandon. Tyree buried his head between Tiara’s legs, licking, lapping, and sucking all of her juices away, forcing her to cum for him yet again. As the lights continued to blink off and on, he marveled in the ladies’ skillful stimulation and the multiple sensations of pleasure. The ladies worked diligently while the men—The Jungle Man, The Caveman, and The Roman—patiently watched. When they saw that Tyree was growing too weak to stand up, much less hold, Tiara, they intervened. In a moment of darkness Tiara was taken out of Tyree’s hands by two of the men and placed on the table next to him with her legs dangling off of the sides. Between the slow blink of the lights Tyree saw two men kneeling down on either side of Tiara. He watched as their hands caressed her breasts. In the next flicker of the lights The Jungle Man loomed over her. In the next flash he’d dropped to his knees, submerging his head between her legs while The Caveman and The Roman started to devour her breasts with their mouths: licking, sucking, and nibbling until her nipples were hard.

Tiara and Tyree looked into each other’s eyes, each a witness to the other’s sexual decadence and gratification, presented like pictures in a slide show. She could not take her eyes away from him and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. Tiara was spellbound by it all; the things that she was seeing as well as everything that she was feeling. She welcomed the new forbidden pleasures, all the while keeping her eyes on Tyree.

The Caveman and The Roman both reached for Tiara’s buttocks, each grabbing a cheek, kneading and massaging their way to her anus, as they continued performing their lubricious manipulations on her breasts. Each man inserted a finger in her anus, which was already lubricated by the juices from her cum. The Jungle Man slipped two fingers into Tiara’s pulsating pussy and sucked on her clit, making her cry out as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She groaned in delight. She sighed and panted in pleasure. She welcomed the eroticism and embraced each taboo as she allowed her body to match the men’s rhythmic caresses. Tiara’s eyes fluttered open just long enough for the lights go on and off again, which allowed her to take a mental picture of what was happening to her.

Then, it all came to a sudden halt. Tiara’s eyes drifted open once more and there was Tyree standing before her; no one else was there. He gripped her hips, pulling her close to him, and entered her body with a mind-blowing force.