Between the Sheets–Erotic Story Tales and One Ain’t Enough by Mo’ Flames

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Happy Hump Day from APOOO!
The week is halfway finished and the month is more than halfway over.
As Between the Sheets winds down, I would like to do something a little different to help stimulate conversation and interaction (and I hope my site cooperates and allows everyone to leave comments without eating them first.)

That said…I am going to try my hand at starting a story and then I want all of you to jump in and expand upon the story by leaving a comment.  Let’s have some fun and see where we go with this.  So here goes and it is okay to drop it like it’s hot as this is an erotic ‘story’ tale brought to you by the APOOO family and friends.

This was the day from hell. A dark cloud found me before daybreak and followed me around for the rest of the day.  It all started with a phone call from my mom this morning.  Mom informed me that her best friend and identical twin sister, and my favorite aunt and uncle were getting a divorce, after 40 years of marriage, because my aunt had found a younger man.  According to mom, my aunt was attracted to a man,  15 years her junior, because my uncle was no longer putting it down in the bedroom.  Oooh…yuck…too much information…especially since my aunt and uncle are both ministers.  Yep, you heard right, ministers.  Guess auntie was doing more on her knees at those supposedly prayer meetings she was attending than praying.  LOL. 

If that was not enough to start the day off on a drama-filled note, mom shared with me that my middle brother, Thomas, was in jail because my younger sister, Eileen, called him to come over and help her with her wayward husband.  My brother-in-law, Michael, is an alcoholic, gambler, liar, cheat and has just always been bad news.  I should know because he was my boyfriend before he was my brother-in-law but my sister has never been good at choosing men and often dated my rejects.  I am glad that she and I have always been close despite her poor taste in men.  But, I digress.  It seems that my brother-in-law landed in the emergency room and my brother, the rock of Gibraltar and the family attorney landed in jail, all because he was trying to defend our baby sister.  And mom needed me to help bail my brother out.  I do not need this drama this week.  My boss is on vacation and I’m the managing director, handling her work and mine as well.  Sigh.

I know family comes first but sometimes I just wish that my family would leave me out of the drama.  After all, they are the reason that I left home, the town, the state and never looked back.  I only see them on my terms and I like it that way.  But, I knew that before the end of the day, I would have my brother out of jail, and have reservations to fly home for the end of the week to be by my mom’s side as she dealt with the latest family mess.  But, not without a peaceful day.

After the early morning call, the rest of the day continued to spiral downhill.  I had a day complete with back-to-back meetings, an overflowing in-box, so many voicemails that my mailbox was full, coupled with disgruntled clients, trifling and backstabbing co-workers, an insubordinate employee and an assistant whose baby daddy had to be escorted off the work premises because he was being unruly and disruptive.  Oh, and did I mention that Eileen called me every hour on the hour asking me ‘would I allow her kids (eight year-old Bebe and Cece) to come and  spend the summer with me while she worked it out with her husband.  WTF?  Am I related to this girl?

It is now 7pm and I am just getting home. All I want to do is release, relate, relax.  I have take out from my favorite Chinese restaurant, which will be chased with a glass of white zinfandel, and after dining I hope to curl up with a good book, One Ain’t Enough by Mo’ Flames, recommended to me by my freaky sorority sister, Joy.  She said the book is hot and that I should make sure I have a man nearby or batteries for the bullet as I will need to scratch that itch after reading it.   Well, I do not have a man in my life right now, so you figure it out.  LOL.

I cannot believe that it is 9pm and I have been reading for the last two hours.  Joy was not lying about this book.  One Ain’t Enough by Mo’ Flames is hot.  Hmmm, I think I am going to get downright comfortable–have another glass of wine, turn down the lights, ignite some candles,  run a bubble bath and finish reading in the bathtub.  Oh, and make sure the bullet has batteries.

Ring, ring…brrrr ring.  I am not expecting any calls.  Who might that be.

“Hello?”

“Is This Kim?”

“Who wants to know?”

DISCUSSION AND ASSIGNMENT

Okay, your turn!  Take it from here–write at least one sentence or more–to continue the story.  Remember it’s an erotic tale, so let’s make it spicy, sizzling, steamy and sensual.  PS–If you don’t want your identity known, please feel free to leave an anonymous comment.

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  1. “Yeah, this is Kim,” the deep, baritone voice said, echoing through my eardrums just as I remembered it…and him. Tall, chocolate, and hung. Right now, that’s all that mattered.

    “Then why are we playing guessing games?”

    “This isn’t a game baby.”

    The way he said baby started a series of small impulses between my thighs and, as I closed my eyes, had me remembering all the lonely nights I spent wishing I could run my fingers over his smooth, bald head. And not the one on his shoulders. Brotha could definitely relieve some tension.

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  2. “Are you calling to tell me you’re coming over to help me release some unnecessary tension? Or did you want a little Girl 6 experience?”

    Either way would be good enough for me, but he didn’t need to know that. I was licking my lips and my hands were heading to places no one has touched in what seemed like forever.

    “What time should I come over?” he asked me seductively.

    “Right now!”

    We hung up from each other and I ran to take a quick shower, spraying on my Vanilla Musk perfume, lit some candles, a got out my five inch red stilettos. It was the perfect fit with my lacy white teddy.

  3. On second thought I’ll forego the teddy and meet him at the door in just the heels, now that should be quite a thrill as I’ve never done anything like that before.

  4. Just as I was straightening what I called my Beyonce wig, he knocked on the door. I waited a few seconds and then strolled over, opened the door and striked a pose. ” Damn!” he said. “You sure know how to get a brotha’s attention!” He walked in, closed the door, and then grabbed me, kissing me passionately. “Why did you make me wait so long?” he said in between kisses while he rubbed his rough big hands all over my body, finally finding the heat between my legs. He roughly inserted one, then two fingers. “I’m going to make you pay for that. You gone learn to not keep me waiting!”

  5. He said in that sexy voice. I couldn’t even respond. I was to busy whimpering and trying to match his strokes. Suddenly he picked me up and placed me on the kitchen table and proceeded to kiss and lick me all over. I attempted to reach for his erection, that was just begging to be released from his pants. I was yearning to taste that 10 inch mound of dark chocolate. He moved out of my reach. I tried again while licking my lips. I feenin’ for it, feeling like a crack head needing his hit.

  6. But he just stood and watched as I wiggled in anticipation.

    “Come on,” I purred.

    “I’m gonna make you wait…like you made me,” he said with a slight smirk on his face.

    “Don’t do that to me. I thought you wanted this.” Hell, I NEED this. The stickiness made it’s way to my inner thighs as I all but begged him with my eyes to fuck me. He leaned over and ran his wet tongue across my lips. As I began to part my own, he said, “Stop. Turn over.”

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  7. Hmmm…rewind? WTF? Did he just stay stop and turn over. Dayum this negro just missed up my cum-fuck me high! Oh no, I ain’t going out like that.

    “What do you mean, stop. Turn over. You know I don’t roll like that.”

  8. “You will if you want this dick,” he said as he walked close enough for me to reach out and grab his stiffness.

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  9. “You think so,” I said as I spread my lips and starting playing with myself in full view so that he could see what he would be missing if he tried to play me. Momma got the goodies and he better recognize. My shyet is tight, moist and warm and I don’t just give it up to anyone. Not even him!

  10. Licking his lips, he said, “Two can play that game. I have no problem watching, but when you’re done playing with half inches, my nine will still be here.”

    I knew the nine he was talking about pulsating, veins ran the length, circumcised, pre-cum dripping . Just the thought alone has my hips lifting, anticipating each and every stroke.

    “Can we make a…know what never mind. I have a battery operated friend who will never say no to this.”

  11. “Well just know that your little battery friend cant do to you what I can,” he said as he begins to play with my clit.

  12. Oh my gosh. This man is driving me up the wall. He has my mind, body and soul right now. But mama said to never let em see you sweat or a man make you beg. Hmmm…I know just what to do to have him in my hands…doing exactly what I want him to do…but hmmm first I’ll let him eat me as much as he likes…heck he can even fill up on me because what I have for him…hmmm…hmmmm…hmmmm!

  13. I give him seductive look that lets him know exactly what I want him to do to me. I open my legs while rubbing my head over his head slowly pushing his head down to do that thing with his tongue that I love.

  14. When his tongue finally found the spot and made itself right at home I felt like I was flying. The man had a golden tongue and he sure knows how to use it. After I climaxed for the third time, I had had enough and he still wasn’t done! I couldn’t take anymore! I started trying to get away but he held me down and pressed his face deeper. Crash! WTF? The table just broke and we both landed on the floor.

  15. However, that didn’t seem to stop him. He just continued right where he left off. At this moment I needed the real thing, I wanted to feel him inside of me.

  16. And I knew just the trick.

    “Can I have some?” I asked as I lifted his head by his chin.

    “Be my guest.”

    He watched as I flung my leg over my shoulder. Didn’t know I was that limber, huh. I curled my pelvis and bent my head forward; able to see the beautiful view of my wetness. No wonder he kept his face in my vulnerable place. My pussy is beautiful. I stuck out my long, pink tongue and ran it across my clit. Just enough to tease him.

    He sat Indian style, stroking himself, as he watched me lick the inside of my pussy lips.

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  17. I knew soon he would want to give in and give me exactly what he came over here for.

    “Mmm, I taste good. I see why you like to stay down here so much,” I said looking up from my pussy

  18. Suddenly, without saying a word, he grabbed me by my leg and pulled me towards him. He roughly inserted all 10 inches inside of me. He was being modest when he said 9 earlier. LOL. It was painful, yet pleasing at the same time. “Is.. this… what… you… wanted?” he asked between strokes. “Tell..me…is…this…what…you…needed?”

  19. Oh God! I couldn’t fake it. I didn’t want to fake it! “Yes it’s what I wanted–want—need.”
    Oh God! Oh God! You feel so good! Take this pussy, it’s all yours!

  20. but you not hitting it right
    you need me to get on all fours?
    His answer was to comply
    without pause

    Oh my lawd
    I can’t believe this is me
    giving up the drawers
    but this feels so good
    it should be outlawed…

  21. i jus love reading and cant wait to get more of these to read