4 Steak & Stilettos

“So that’s how you feel?”

“Yeah, that’s how I feel!”

“Are you sure?”

“Muhfukka, I said it didn’t I?!”

Devin & Sheryl had been arguing for weeks … really days but it felt like months. Nothing Sheryl did seemed right & Devin was getting on her last nerve.

Although they had been together for 2 years it seemed like they were complete strangers.

Suddenly, Sheryl’s goals weren’t the same as Devin’s & Devin’s goals didn’t have anything to do with Sheryl.

… Or so they thought.

What Sheryl didn’t know was Devin had just purchased a romantic vacation in the Bahamas where he was planning to put the 10 carat diamond engagement ring – another recent purchase- on her left ring finger. As much as they were fighting, Devin knew she was THE ONE and was tired of being a “boyfriend”- he wanted to be her HUSBAND.

Ironically enough, the cause of their fight was a sexy night, the otherwise conservative, Sheryl had planned. Sheryl, got off work early, made his favorite dinner, and had a shiny & sticky dessert waiting in the bedroom.
See what Devin didn’t know was that, Sheryl had a secret of her own. Her “Book Club” meetings with the girls, were really pole dance classes at The Pole Hole on MLK, Jr. Blvd. Yes, for her man even Sheryl’s ultra- sadditty ass would venture to the hood. So after all the cooking, cleaning, twurking, & jerking she was EXTRA pissed when Devin came home an hour late from work.

As he entered the door, he was greeted with:

“Where the fuck have you been?”

“I was at work babe! Can I get a ‘Hello’?! DAMN!!”

“Hello! DAMN you were supposed to be here an hour ago DEVIN”

“I got caught up … with a client… on the phone, I..”

“Shut UP! JUST SHUT UP!! I don’t want to hear it! I am so sick of your excuses!! Mostly, I’m just sick of YOU”

…And that, my friends, is where we enter the story…

Heartbroken, all Devin could do was try to find out if she really meant what she had said.
As he went to reach for her to hold her, she smacked his hand away.

“Don’t touch me,” she said. Sheryl was poking him and Devin was trying to back away but he found himself wedged between the dining room table & and angry woman.
Which is JUST what Sheryl wanted ;-)

As Devin stammered to try to get in the conversation, Sheryl unbuttoned then unzipped his pants. His words drifted off as he felt the warm softness of her mouth. Confused and a little scared he started to push her off him but SHIT- he thought- her tongue moving up & down his dick was feeling too good. So good in fact, he didn’t realize they had slid down to the floor until began shaking as he came in her mouth and hit his head on a leg of the table.
“FUCK!!” he screamed holding his new speedknot.

“Oh that’s what we’re about to do” Sheryl replied as she wiped the corners of her mouth and headed towards the bedroom.

Still confused Devin followed Sheryl into the bedroom, which she had transformed from English country to sex dungeon raunchy.

“This bitch has lost her mind,” he thought to himself. Quite the contrary, the argument was a distraction, the dinner was for later & Sheryl was eager to show Devin the things she’d learned at The Pole Hole. She had stripped out of her business suit on the way to the room. Standing there in her bra & panties which was sheer with just a hint of purple, Sheryl’s full breasts, thick thighs & legs were hypnotic in the mix of baby oil & candlelight.

She pulled Devin -shirt half-unbuttoned, pants hanging open- down to the floor using his tie. Sheryl pulled his shoes, then pants off as she kissed and licked all along his pelvis.
Devin could feel his dick getting hard again and decided to let go of the argument they had not 10 minutes prior. Obviously, she wasn’t that mad or maybe it was a set up to kill him. He settled on “Fuck it! If Imma die this is how I want to go”.

The Show
After Sheryl got him naked she pulled him closer to the pole she had set up in the bedroom. She climbed up the pole with the stealth and agility of a cheetah. Once at the top she flipped her upside down, and slid down the pole winding around slowly. As she spun around the light would catch an ass cheek or a breast just slightly but enough to make Devin’s dick throb. When she was close enough she pulled his meat into her mouth again and began to lick and suck and stroke while balancing herself with her legs still wrapped around the pole.

He looked at her head, then at her ass that was all curves in the candlelight and arched perfectly from her being on the pole. Just as it was feeling really gooooood to him she pushed herself up and flipped with her thick already wet pussy landing perfectly at is neck.

“Fuck them purple panties” he thought as he went to rip… yes RIP… them off! Devin wanted a taste and was tired of waiting. He put his whole face in it! Licking her clit in circles & spelling his name with his tongue until he felt her juices drip down his chin. As soon as she came, he wrapped his arm around her waist & turned her over. As he entered her he kissed her one time on the back of the neck to let her know that she was loved, then he pounded that pussy like it was a boxing match and his dick was Muhammed Ali- THE GREATEST!!

They fucked all night:
Kiss…Suck… Pull… CUM

Deep breath… Lick… Wet… CUM

Moan… Bite… Stroke… CUM

Grab… Sweat… Taste … CUM

Until they passed out on opposite sides of the room.

When Sheryl woke up, she was surprised to find Devin already up & a plane ticket next to her orange juice.

-Written By: Cristal Bubblin http://www.cristalbubblin.com/

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1 I Can't Believe She Left Me This Dry

2:30am I'm leaving w/ my homie out the club to go to the parking lot. We both parked far away, its summertime so why not save a few dollars and park plus we had a female we were both with, well let me rephrase that, we both had a female that we knew we were leaving with. Now we are in the parking lot, listening to music, she hops in the passenger seat while i sit in, and my homie and his female friend were talking making out etc. We all were tipsy and saying anything, so she starts acting as if she is about to go down to be funny, come back up and smiles at me. Im like "dont start nothing you cant finish". So i noticed they seen her do that, and his girl came over to the car and started talking shit like "you wont do it"-to her. Im shocked like "ummmmmm what is going on"-im thinking. She starts unzipping my pants, i let her, then my homie grabbed up his friend like nah we out too we gotta handle some things too. I laugh, i knew he wasnt hating but i knew he wanted to get his off too and at the part she was definitely about to handle.

So we end up going the same way, we at the light we both looking at each other, and the females were looking at each other, 2 different cars as if we were about to race. So then she starts to unzip my pants and starts giving me head, then his female friend seen it and i remember her saying "oh hell no" and then i rememeber just seeing her head go up and down to my homie as if she was giving him head too. Still at the light, we just looking at each other cool like "ay why not". This was my first ever encounter getting head while seeing somebody else getting head, kind of kinky.

Eventually we pull off, both going on the highway same exit. She gave me head the whole 12 exits. So now we split up, i get to her town, she starts going crazy on it, more just looking at me while she doing it, i can see her eyes looking up at me, so im like "fuck this". I pull over, i pushed the seat back so i get comfy. I think i only came once from driving while getting head, so i knew i wanted to release. She pulls my pants off, im looking around making sure the coast is clear because im half ass naked waist bottom lol. So then she starts going to work, so much slob i just knew it would be a mess. Her stroke was unbelievable, she told me "im gonna suck you dry daddy". Now i knew that was just sex talk, in my head im like whatever. "well do it then!"
Wrong!
After a while i felt that tingle fellas. I knew it was about to be a majooooor rush coming up, in my mind i said "omg if she take this load she is gonna be so thirsty i knew it was gonna be too much to handle like a glass of milk". I think i was horny that whole week and i remember my sensitive level on my d*ck was at all time high, i knew it would be crazy. I released!
O M G
I start shaking in my leg, eyes got big. I know my eyes big but hell they got bigger. None of that porn cool tough guy after i came. But umm she never took her mouth off it. Never stopped. This is impossible she got all of it, every drop, im still moving around as if i couldnt take it but i could. She didnt stop, now her mouth was open again meaning she swallowed every bit of it. Im impressed! So it starts feeling good again so im like "WHAT you tryin to make me cum twice" she says "yup". Man im already satisfied, i didnt wanna have sex, i just wanted 4am mcdonalds and The Office DVD and go to bed. But she kept going. And 15minutes later, i came in again!! This time she stared at me sucking it all out, she started sucking on every part that was wet as if she was trying to clean up her mess. AND SHE DID! My d*ck, My thighs, was dry as if she just started. I cant believe she left it this dry.

I ended up bringing her home but really in the zone i was so tired and quiet because i was so satisfied. I shouted her out in my mind like she gangsta for not wanting no sex after the club knowing how horny women be after the club. She asked me did i like it? I smirked....then all i remember from there is...

"yeah let me get the 2 for 3 bacon egg cheese mcmuffins and a dollar sweet tea"

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10 When Kitty Met Monsta

“You have a thickness that I like.” he said as he sized me up.

“Well, you have a certain thickness that I prefer.” I replied while staring at his dick impression through his pants.

Once every couple of months, I don’t mind fuckin’ a stranger. Random sex suits my mood.

We met at coffee shop, on a Wednesday…Hump Day, and I was eager to be humped hard and thrown away dry.

We went back to his apartment and chatted about music while we drank our coffee. After coffee, he had a beer and poured me a glass of red wine. I sipped it slowly while he played rock music on his acoustic guitar.

I shared my love for rock music and the guitar with him so he thought the longer he played, the wetter I would get and the easier it would be for him to spread and conquer. Had he known that the moment our hands met at the coffee counter that it was on, he wouldn’t have wasted time to strum my pussy instead of that guitar.

He was trying to be a gentleman but this was one of those rare occasions where I didn’t want a gentleman.

I wanted him to throw me on the floor and have his way with me.
I wanted to leave his apartment with parts of my clothing torn.
I wanted to leave his apartment with ‘early morning sex’ hair.
I wanted to leave his apartment smelling like one week old jizz.

Finally, he stops playing the guitar and asks if I want to watch a homemade video of him fuckin’ his ex. Of course I wanted to watch it. Why not get an idea of his ‘stroke’ before I let him stroke, right?

He put the video on and despite the intense action between him and his ex-lover, all I could focus on was his massive dick. He’s a tall dude, so you know he was packin’ a monsta. My pussy was hungry for his monsta and I didn’t act shy about it.

I told him to take off his pants and “let me see it.”. It wasn’t as hard as I wanted it to be, so I took his monsta into my mouth and choked on that shit until he pushed my head away. Now, he wanted to suck on my clit. I took off my pants and he pulled down my panties. He wrapped his lips around my clit and gave it an oral spanking, “pussy has been a bad girl, discipline her, daddy.”

He said that he wanted to wake-up with the smell of my pussy on his face, so, I sat on his face and rode that motha fucka like it was a dick. He tried to make my pussy squirt but instead, all he got was a waterfall of cum in his mouth. He swallowed that shit as I stuck my finger deep inside my pussy until it was covered with my wetness and I sucked it off.

He picked me up, carried me to the bed, wrapped my legs around his neck and inserted his monsta into me slow, but deep. I was a bit tight so he was easy until my vagina accepted the full length of his thick deliciousness. I gripped his ass and begged him fuck me hard. My nails dug deep into his back. He flipped me over, doggie-style, and fucked me like my pussy was a piñata. He was hittin’ that shit as if a million gold coins would fall out of my pussy after he took his dick out.

“I wanna taste what you’re feelin.’” I whispered to him, so he pulled out his monsta and I took it into my mouth and sucked on it as if the last drop of water on earth was inside it. He screamed like a bitch and suddenly, I was conflicted. Sure, I was enjoying his dick in my mouth, as well as the sounds I was making him fill the room with, but I wanted that monsta back inside my throbbing pussy. I wanted that dick to suffocate the pussy. I wanted that dick to fall asleep in my pussy. However, my oral DICKtation made him cum hard. I smeared that shit all over my face and had him take a picture of my jizz soaked face with my camera phone. Yeah, the dick had me on some porn flix shit.

Ladies, don’t you love when that good dick makes you do shit totally out of character? Yeah, that’s the type of dick I want to marry. The type that will fuck me like an out of control prisoner and make me cook a dinner for 100 people afterwards (even tho I’m only feeding him)...lol.

After our sex session, I wanted to cozy up with the monsta, give it some Jesus Juice and read it a bedtime story.

I was pleased that he had his way with me.
I left his apartment with a part of my clothing torn.
I left his apartment with ‘early morning sex’ hair.
I left his apartment smelling like dick, with crusty jizz on my chin.

To my surprise he called me the next damn day and we decided to hook-up again. I went to his apartment, he was doing laundry when I arrived. He bent me over the washing machine and slammed my pussy on the spin cycle.

He was angry that I was eager to leave him immediately after the sex. I had no interest in hangin’ out with him. We hung out the night before. My purpose for the 2nd visit was to feed my pussy. Sure, he was a swell guy, but his dick had far more personality that he did. Seriously, a guy is no match to his 10'' personality ;-).

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5 Little Weapon

It was an obscure day at work, not a cloud in the sky and the office was unusually empty on a Friday. After seeing that none of his clients would be in this afternoon, Rick gave his cute, but shy secretary "Eileen" the rest of the day off. He had thought about revealing his secret to her at times, but she did not satisfy his superficial desires (she has only one leg and one eye). Before he could close up his thriving private therapy office, there was a soft knock at the door. On the other side stood one of the most gorgeous women he had ever seen.

Caramel skin; lengthy, silky black hair; long, toned legs combined with a flat stomach and full D-cup breasts. Some of the prettiest big brown eyes to grace the earth accentuated with full, pouty lips. She signed her name as "Alisha" and desperately pleaded a moment of Rick's time. She slowly sat down on his chair and began to speak in detail about her innermost secrets, her deepest sexual desires that were simply not being fulfilled by her loving boyfriend of three years. As she went into even more explicit detail about her unfulfilled fantasies, she saw that he was playing with himself from behind his desk. Seeing that he was aroused by her innermost thoughts, she offered him the chance to help her fulfill them. They quickly hopped in her Mercedes and within forty-five minutes were sipping Patron in her living room.

Seeing how tipsy she was, he slowly slid down her moist panties and dropped them to the floor, landing with a soft plop. As she moved she positioned herself on the edge of the couch so he could eat her better, he quickly maneuvered her around with her back up against the back of the chair, upside down so that the alcohol and blood would completely rush to her head. He teased her as his touch gently brushed in between her thighs before shoving his face in between her legs and within seconds, her body filled with waves of ecstasy. After a backbreaking orgasm, she told him to stand up so she could return the favor. As she tugged off his boxers, out whipped an erection of three inches of penis. Trying to conceal the look of shock on her face, she quickly decided to continue due to the mind-blowing orgasm he gave her.

As she put it inside of her mouth, she felt an eruption. The dick had begun to grow and expand while inside of her mouth, touching her tonsils before she quickly let go of it. "How do you like my secret" Rick said with a smirk stretching across his face. Alisha wasted no time answering as she quickly began to lick, suck and slurp, making it her mission to tame this beast. After a few minutes of some of her expert head game, she finally gave up and spread her legs on the couch so that her "other" lips could test this monster. As he prepared to enter her, she replied "no glove, no love". He quickly opened his wallet and pulled out a new brand of Trojan condom, encased in a gold wrapper with a orange stripe across. The Fishnet condom, manufactured specifically for the Fishnet Condom Clique. As he slowly entered her, his dick expanded once again, filling her insides and gripping her body with a sense of euphoria.

He quickly flipped her onto her stomach and began to enter her once again, her walls pulsating and earth-shattering moans echoing throughout her home. He pulled out and spread her legs on the couch, her ass propped up in the air, and entered her. Unable to escape his grasp, she came with such force that she blacked out after only five strokes. Leaving her lying on the couch, he braced for the most gratifying session of their sexual encounter. He made his way to her bathroom and all that was heard was the trinkling of water as he began washing up in her sink, unknown to the world as her snoring blanketed her home.

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13 Magnum P.I.

Now we all wish for our partners (ladies and SOME gentleman *clears throat*) to be handsome, smart and well let's face it well endowed. The girth of a man's dick has always been up for debate and the start of many heated discussions. Many of us side on "it isn't the size that counts, it's the way he works with it." Well a man is as good as his tool. Now some dicks are HUGE. For the select few who has had an anaconda and got served up well...I'm OVERJOYED for you. For those who have had an anaconda and it damn there ripped you in half....I pray for your speedy recovery. Now a lot of men have JUST ENOUGH to satisfy a woman- now whether he can work it or not is a different animal all together. Now my issue with the JUST ENOUGH dicks and smaller (yes, there are some of you that aren't blessed and that's O.K.- up your tongue game please and thankies) that insist on embarassing yourselves by purchasing condoms that are TOO BIG for your dick. What are you trying to prove? Bigger isn't always better. Smaller than average can prove to be an issue just as well....but when you put your partner at risk because you have to wrap rubberbands around your dick or hold on to it to make sure that the oversized condom you claimed you can fill isn't staying on properly- it's not only embarassing but ANNOYING.

You bragging about having to wear Magnums isn't sexy or attractive. Bragging about your dick isn't sexy or attractive either. Last thing I expect to discuss is your dick and you can barely maintain an intelluctual conversation. At least for me it's a HUGE turn off. You shouldn't have to brag about NATHAN (puns intended). You can have wonderful sexual experiences without having to build up something that's NONEXISTENT. Be proud of what you're working with. Learn how to work it. Nothing less attractive than a man that isn't confident in himself.

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25 The Ice Cream Man

"Get off your knees"

that's what he told me as I kneeled in front of his naked torso...he sat at the edge of the bed and lifted my face in his direction until our eyes met. I raised my eyebrows and asked "whats wrong"....our bodies both still damp from the steamy shower we just shared. I sat on the floor between him ready to go to work on that dick as I stroked it with my hands.

"Just stand up" he demanded, he placed my hands in his and guided me to my feet. He proceeded to unravel the small towel I'd wrapped around my wet hair and my natural curls cascaded against my bare shoulders. His eyes studied my naked body as I stood in front of him hand in hand. So many apprehensive thoughts ran through my mind but I didn't say a word...

"I'll be right back"... he whispered. I sat on the bed with my back against the pillows and watched him walk away. His mahogany skin glowed in the dim lighting, those years of playing college football did him well, his body was a work of art. I was still confused as to why he stopped me he'd never done that before. He loved getting head but I think I liked giving it more...and hell with me? he never had to ask...I'm like a dick connoisseur, my pussy would throb just from the thought of his long hard cock against my tongue. I loved watching him squirm as I took that dick to the back of my throat...loved to hear him moan when I spit on it and sucked him harder.

But he just asked me to stop? He was up to something...

He came back in the room smiling and as he got closer I noticed he was holding a half pint of french vanilla ice cream in his hands. I laughed and asked "were you that hungry?"...he nodded his head yes and stuck his fingers in the carton motioning for me to come closer....I laughed playfully and licked the ice cream from his fingertips.

"Lay on your stomach"....I wasn't sure what he had in mind but I followed his instructions. I laid down on the satin sheets and rested my head in my hands, he climbed on top of me, massaged my shoulders and kissed me softly on my neck. I felt his dick brush against my skin as he moved his lips across my back. He paused for what seemed like a full minute then my body jolted, reacting to the unexpected sensation of melted ice cream dripping against my skin. I exhaled and bit down on my bottom lip and he asked "is it too cold?"..."Its okay" I whispered. He poured more down my spine and we both laughed as he made his way down dribbling it against my ass cheeks. I felt goosebumps all over my body and trembled just a little. Then he blazed a trail with his tongue down my silhouette licking and slurping the french vanilla delight from my almond flesh. I felt my clit swell against the satin sheets and whimpered when his tongue made its way across my ass. He wasn't done...he turned me over on my back until I faced him and dripped the melting ice cream from my collar bone to my navel...he circled my nipples with his tongue and bit down slightly until they became erect. He licked and slurped every drop and my pelvis trembled as he moved closer towards my pussy...he spread my legs apart, my thighs tensed as I prepared myself for what was next...he stuck his fingers inside my pussy and flicked my swollen clit...I could no longer hold back my moans...."mmmmm" i squirmed as he entered my pussy with the cool vanilla cream on the tip of his tongue. He tongue fucked my pussy vigorously until my warm juices streamed down my thighs...


I was so turned on and ready to return the favor. I sat up on the edge of the bed and he stood in front of me. I firmly stroked both hands down the length of his dick...it didn't take much to get him hard. I started at his balls and sucked both into my mouth at once...I teased him and flipped my tongue across the head, he grabbed me by the neck and forcefully shoved his dick down my throat until I gagged. I smirked as I pulled him from my mouth "you couldn't wait to feel me hunh?" Then I spit on that dick...stroking the base with one hand while sucking him hard in my mouth. He loved sloppy blow jobs and I made sure I kept it nice and wet for him. I deep throated that dick and grazed my teeth against it lightly as I slid my mouth up and down his shaft. I fingered my pussy as I sucked on that rock hard cock....I was soaking wet....and so was he....I felt that dick get bigger against my tongue...he was about to cum, I could feel it...he tasted my ice cream and I was ready to devour every drop of his. I sucked harder on the tip of his dick and his veins grew larger...he grunted....moaned.....then tilted his head back and exploded inside my mouth...."mmmm" I giggled playfully and licked my fingers....savoring on every drop of his french vanilla....

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4 Breakfast In Bed

So I lay there watching him sleep. It's 7 am, I know he had a long night, I don't want to bother him but I'm starving. All I can think about is dipping his caramel into my coffee and holding off on the cream until its time for lunch. For just one more morning I want to give up on being a vegetarian so I can savor the sausage I've been craving all night! How dare he come home so late and leave me so hungry?

I feel my stomach growling, I look at him. I wonder if he'll notice if I just take a little bite. I promise, just one taste and I'm done. Oh, but I can't! Every time I see those strawberry lips I reminisce on his flavor. I can still taste him on the tip of my tongue. I can feel his chocolate melting in my mouth. My memory won't let me forget the cream and sugar combination we both get when I'm feeding on his....

I can't take it! I know he's asleep so I'll be gentle. Maybe he won't feel me pull down his boxers. I'm just really, really craving and he's always been the one to supply what my body demands. I pull it out. My eyes widen. It's breakfast, lunch and dinner wrapped into one. I learned in the beginning you can't try to devour it all at once. You have to taste test. I bite my lip, then start to slowly lick his lollipop. You can call me a sucker, but you know I have a thing for candy! His body flinches. He's not asleep, but he still pretends. It's okay, right now I'm satisfying my appetite. I suck and lick on his popsicle until I feel his ice cream center flow down my throat. Mmmm he tastes as sweet as I remember. I lay my head onto his chest and melt into his arms. Breakfast has been served.

Damn, but I'm still hungry.

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2 D.I.C.K- A Love Story

Don’t fuck if you don’t want to get addicted: my sister warned me about the dick. I was a curious virgin, so I opened-up quick. He slammed, I cried, he left me sore. Sister was right, I craved for more.

I hunt for the dick with caution, use protection. I don’t mind the random encounter in an unusual location. My pain is your pleasure. My body is your playground. Lick me from behind, let your tongue make that sound.

Cum on my back, face or inside my mouth, make my body quiver, make my soul shout. I spit for most, won’t please the selfish. Give me a reason to swallow, give me a reason to relish.

Keep the pussy tight, so that dick feels right. That Stroke calls me daily. The ride is my fitness, without it I am morning sickness. Hey bis sister, thanks! I love my addicktion.

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