TABOO SHORT STORIES 48(94)

DOUBLE STUFFED




Amber Jones was about to celebrate two huge milestones in her life and she wanted to do it right. Her friends are ready to party, but she feels there’s something missing to put that cherry on the top. She has always had this recurring fantasy of having a white guy and a black man at the same time. There’s a new way to meet people and she decides to take the plunge to find something unique to satisfy her sexual appetite. She soon finds two men to arouse all of her senses, but the biggest obstacle is convincing them to have a threesome. She only has to give them a taste to have them wrapped around her little finger. Emmett Hill and Terrence Jones don’t know each other, but they are going to meet in a most unexpected way. What happens when their passions collide with a three-way dance that is going to make them all explode?



Chapter one

I’m not exactly shy about wearing clothes to attract the opposite sex. Tight sweaters and various short skirts have them eating out of the palm of my hand. My appetite was legendary and there wasn’t a man immune to my seductive wink of encouragement. It was getting boring and I was looking for a challenge to rekindle that spark of electricity between my legs.

Victoria was my best friend and partner in crime leaving the boys drooling for a chance to be with us. We could practically read each other’s thoughts and know when to swoop in to save the other from an awkward situation. She had the figure of a hard-bodied surfer with the prerequisite blond hair and huge flotation devices.

She was always flirtatious and the guys gravitated to her like bees to honey. The same thing could be said for a certain young lady that had this remarkable similarity to Megan Fox. I was told this several times and it was flattering to be compared to a Hollywood starlet.

“Amber, I can’t wait for this Saturday. It’s been a long time since we’ve been out painting the town red and getting into trouble. I’m glad you finally got this job. All of that studying paid off and you no longer have to be the receptionist. In the end, it comes down to putting in the work and becoming the architect of your own destiny,” She said with her body angled in just the right way to show off a bit of cleavage to the salivating dogs in the office.

“Turning 24 and getting this job has certainly given me a reason to celebrate with my friends. I’ve talked to Stephanie and Susan. They have confirmed they will be ready to take this city by storm. I pity them the next morning when they wake up with a hangover and possible hickeys where there shouldn’t be any,” I teased, knowing full well that we could get crazy, but this was going to be different.

They didn’t even know what kind of reward I was planning for myself.

She walked away with a sway to her step, bending over to pick up an imaginary pencil to see those heads pop up over the cubicles. Victoria was a consummate sexual tease basically a carbon copy of my brazen attitude when I had somebody in my sights.

I heard my phone and I smiled thinking about how this new way to meet people for sex had been blowing up the Internet. It was like tinder, but very user-friendly. I had already contacted Emmett Hill last night and we had been quite vocal about meeting in person.

“Amber, I’ve been thinking about you. I know we did a bit of teasing last night, but I can assure you the real thing will have your toes curling. To be completely honest, I’ve always had this fantasy of being with Megan Fox. You are a dead ringer with a body that just doesn’t quit.” He was flattering me, but it wasn’t necessary since I was already drunk on the photograph he had sent me.

I typed madly choosing my words carefully to convey my dirty thoughts. I was a bit more subtle in my approach, but the underlying meaning of my words could not be ignored.

“I think you are in desperate need of my kind of a feminine influence in your life. The smell of my perfume on your sheets is what you are missing. I would not be opposed to having breakfast in bed,” I hinted that there was a big possibility of staying over to test his stamina.

“There is this cold spot on the other side of the bed begging for your presence. I don’t suppose that I could interest you in a nightcap and then maybe something a little bit more decadent at my place?” It was almost quitting time and he was suggesting a one night stand to imprint his mattress with both of our bodies.

I shifted my 5’3 and 120lb hourglass figure in my seat and curled my finger around my dark hair with that sexual excitement in the air crackling like electricity.

Emmett Hill was described as being 5’9, blond flowing hair, blue eyes, and medium build. I saw a heartthrob with a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. I was happy to cultivate his interest in me into a night of passion to leave us both breathless with desire.

“It’s getting a bit late. I have no doubt of your sincerity, but this is a little out of the blue Do you know how hard it is going to be to get a taxi?” I was lying down the gauntlet of a challenge to see if he was man enough to pick it up.

It was always a telling sign how far a man would go to be with me. I could easily bat my eyes at any man in the office and have a repeat performance of polishing the boss’s desk with my ass. I wasn’t looking for easy. I wanted a man to work for it and not automatically assume sex was on the table. That was hard to do considering where I had met him.

“I believe I can do better than a taxi. Come downstairs to where your chariot awaits. It’s going to get hot and the temperature is going to rise. Body heat is an amazing conductor of warmth. You can imagine what happens when the fire between us is released.” I was understandably skeptical, but I looked out the window to see his white Jaguar idling at the curb three floors below.

“I hope you are more than just talk when action speaks louder than words.” I sent the message and grabbed my black leather coat from the back of my chair.

I took the elevator down tapping my red high heels against the floor with that anticipation making my panties soaking wet.

I rushed out onto the street and he was standing there elegantly dressed in a black pair of pants that didn’t exactly hide his endowment. His red shirt had this tightly woven fabric that made it look like it was an extension of his body.

“My place isn’t far away from here.” He was making the first move and this man had game.

The white orchid on the passenger seat was a nice touch and the perfect complement to get me out of my clothes. One whiff and I was transported to those summer days where I didn’t have a care in the world.

“I’m sure the ride is going to be worth it and I’m not talking about the car.” The sexual innuendo had his pants stretching to accommodate the size of his cock.

“I knew when we began talking last night that you were going to be hot to the touch.” He came closer with his finger and briefly made contact with my bare shoulder.

He pretended to be burned before getting into the car and squealing his tires away from the curb.

I grabbed his crotch to make him jump with his foot accidentally pressing down on the accelerator breezing through a red light. His excitement was evident and he was unfurling until his flag was at a full salute.

“That’s not fair and you didn’t even warn me,” He stumbled over his words but he showed that he was up for it by flexing his hips to push my hand even tighter against his slacks.

“It looks like this is an automatic, but I’m used to driving a stick,” I said with my hand busily opening up his pants and jerking him out into the open.

He was already dripping and I was happy to stroke his nectar into the pliable shaft. It made it slippery and his reaction was priceless with his eyes bulging out of his head. The speed of his sports car was an aphrodisiac forcing me down into his lap with the city lights flying by.

My dark hair fanned over his crotch obscuring his vision, but he could certainly feel what I was doing with my tongue. I was circling the rim of his cock head. It was tempting to give him pleasure and to have his load squirt heavily into my mouth, but I didn’t want it to be that easy.

The teasing motion of my tongue was more than enough to titillate his body. I finally sat back with this guilty grin on my face.

He braked to a stop leaving behind streaks of black burnt rubber in his wake. He quickly unlatched his seat belt and ran around to the other side, pulling open the door and lifting me onto his shoulder in a Neanderthal display of his masculinity.

I didn’t see much of his apartment from my vantage point of looking down at his form-fitting slacks from behind. He dropped me on the floor and I pushed him back onto the bed climbing up after him until I was pulling down his pants. They were trapped around his ankles.

“I bet that tonight is going to be one to remember. I don’t mean to brag, but I’m very good.” I took a hold of his cock, feeling the heat from his loins penetrating the palm of my hand before wrapping my lips around the head.

He grabbed the pillow underneath his head with both hands with every muscle in his body tensed including the one between his legs. He was like a live wire and I could feel the pulsating evidence of his arousal pumping through his balls in my left hand. That vein pressed heavily against my tongue as I delivered him to the crippling tightness of my throat.

“There is no middle ground with you. I thought I knew what I was getting myself into, but I couldn’t even imagine this kind of enthusiasm from another woman. You have my cock at your mercy and the way that your tongue hotly slathers all over me is amazing.” I was a paralegal and I was determined to investigate what was in his briefs from the tip of his cock all the way down to his balls.