What's Done In the Dark ... Better Stay There

Continued from "She's my Kryptonite"

Her crooked-lipped smile was home to an even more menacing giggle. When the giggle escaped to my ears, her lips chased behind and landed at the base of my neck. At 5’4” and in 5-inch heels I towered over her just like I liked it. “You still just wanna finish your drink,” she teased; I tossed my half drunken cocktail in the over following bin to the left, and used a lock of her following tresses to close the gap between us. She was a glutton for rough play and her widening grin was an indication she was enjoying herself. “Nope I’m done with the drunk and now I wanna taste of you,” I coolly replied in my best big poppa voice.


I could taste the sweet fusion of alcohol, lip gloss, and lust long before I kissed her. With each passing second our kiss got more intense and the sights and sounds of our surroundings seemed to fade away. As her smooth tongue danced in my mouth, I sucked harder and deeper on her full bottom lip. All I could hear was the slapping sound our mouths made and her feverous whimpers of enjoyment.


With her tresses still wrapped around my finger I pulled her head back deepening the kiss and my left hand made its way to her full round butt. I used my strength to force her closer to my body and I enjoyed the friction of my pussy brushing her stomach; she bit down on my lip signifying she also found pleasure in the foreplay. I opened my eyes to see Mr. Handsome hungrily relishing in our exchange, waiting for an opening but not daring to approach.

Ms. Krypto used her free hands to loosen the ties on my dress and exposed my full throbbing breast. This type of exhibition was something I would never do but I was too lost in the moment to care. I allowed her to taunt the peaks of nipples and I abruptly broke our kiss to force her juicy mouth to my now erect nipple. She began with my most favorite torture a firm suck enveloping the full nipple followed by a cavernous bite sending jolts of pain and pleasure shooting all through my body.


I kid you not, I came right the fuck there in the club! My pussy exploded like Mt. Saint Helen and the fiery lava was following right down my trembling thighs and pooling at my feet. I let out a soft moan and tossed my head back allowing the feeling to take hold of my body. I rode the wave. My baby used her finger to catch a few drippings of my juices and gave her finger a nice NASTY suck. Once I opened my eyes and regained my senses I was totally surprised at what I allowed to go down. She saw my discomfort and when I looked up Mr. Handsome he still had his hand over his mouth and his body language screamed “Shock”!


I didn’t bother going to the bathroom to clean up, Ms. Krypto took my hand and lead me out the club and back to my car. Soon after this freaky exchange she and I broke up and I moved my ass to Florida. Palmers will forever hold a special please in my heart and I secretly can’t wait to go back and see if I made a stain on the rug. Lmao!


Do you have a sex location that you will always hold dear?

She’s My Kryptonite

“But Bliss what’s the problem,” was her usual retort to my screw-faced expression. Then I smile to the familiar question then she tilts my head down, bats her mascara extended laces, and closes our exchange with a crooked full-lipped smile. Although we’ve engaged in this exchange more than a hundred times it still gets me each time. This chick is my kryptonite.

Like most Saturday nights in Philly everyone was gearing up to head to Palmer’s Night Club. The local hip-hop station broadcast’s live from the three story converted night club and the line was guaranteed to be wrapped around the building filled with eager niggas and bitches looking to get their slow grind on in the club. Ms. Krypto and myself were no different and we waited in line with the masses in our hot mama dresses and fuck me pumps flirting with all the sexy people around us. The attention we attract when we head out together was always a turn on and something I grew to accept and love in our relationship. Knowing my mate was desired by all that caught a whiff of her sweet signature scent was enough to make my panties wet.

So we head inside, do coat check and make a B-line to the bar. I get us some drinks and we post up in a secluded corner on the second floor.

“So Bliss you feeling freaky,” her crooked full-lipped smile whispered in my ear as trails of hypnotic tickled my nose.

Trying to be strong and keep our playful cat and mouse game going I casually respond, “No not really I’m trying to get into my drink first and peep the scene.”

I guess that was the wrong answer cause Ms. Krypto had other plans for our evening. She sashayed from our private corner and started to walk towards the center of the dance floor. Her compact 5” frame was really killing it. With each step her booty seemed to tremble for five seconds after and I was sucked into the soft sway of her full hips.

Her joint Jacki-O’s Damn was blasting from the speakers and the DJ mixed in right at her favorite part; Damn that Bitch is fine, Damn that Bitch is fine, Jackie, Jackie, Jackie, Jackie, Jackie, Jackie, Jackie, Jackie, …… and needless to say her ass was flopping. Her dress started to ride her hips and with every other Jackie she was bent over a little more and rotating her hips a little harder and it could’ve been the light but I’m sure I caught a peek of her jewel encrusted boy-shorts. Her eyes were closed and she started rubbing her manicured nails along the length of her torso and I couldn’t help but put my misbehaving clit in a chokehold by squeezing my thighs together. As I was approaching her on the dance floor a tall dark and handsome brother beat me to the punch and I decided to resume my position in the corner and enjoy the show.

Ms. Krypto knew I enjoyed voyeurism and she didn’t disappoint. She did a quick two- step allowing her to face me front and on all the while, her unknowing dance partner tired to keep up with her groove. Like the vixen she is, she pierced her lips and seductively opened her eyes and stared me down as she performed her sensual dance.

I leaned deeper into the shadows and started to massage my nipples. They were busting through the fabric of my slinky dress and I couldn’t tease them any longer. In the moment I took my eyes off of her, Ms. Krypto and her partner were making there way too my corner and I think a Ms. Krypto sandwich was on the menu…
To Be Continued Erika Starr

Stranger Addiction

I'm very excited that Sheba created this blog because now I have an outlet to openly discuss sex, my sexcapades, thoughts and feelings with like-minded people. By nature, I’m a private person, bordering on secretive and I wear many masks. By day, I wear the mask of a professional business woman and by night, I wear the mask of a freak. I’ve always loved sex and sexual topics. I was the kid in fourth grade telling everyone where babies came from. LOL.

Exploring new sexual areas gives me a high. Just when I think I’ve reached the height of freakiness, I learn about some other territory that I can explore. My husband is very open-minded and which translates into loads of fun and happy trails. DH and I share a lot – thoughts, feelings, sexual openness, pussy (not just mine) and a desire to explore new sexual terrain. Unfortunately, one thing we can’t share is my desire for an ex-lover.

He and I met five years ago at a NYC club and it was instant attraction. I literally felt like a magnet was drawing me to him. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and it took all I had not to leave the club with him that night. He was in town on business and scheduled to leave in two days. Although we were strangers, the thought of him leaving really saddened me because of the strong connection we shared. We arranged to meet the next day and I knew it was gonna be on so I paid a visit to my favorite NYC Sex Shop.


We did the usual first date stuff - dinner and hanging out in The City. But then we fast-forwarded to the three-month activities and headed to his hotel. I was impressed by his corporate suite and the night view of NYC from the terrace. While he was wrapping up a business call, I positioned myself in the middle of his bed, wearing my new sky-blue teddy with matching stockings and garter belt. My curls were cascading around my face and down my back. I arched my back ever so slightly, tilted my head to the left, thrust my pussy out and positioned my DDs just right.

He walked into the bedroom, stood at the foot of the bed and stared at me in disbelief. The only thing he could muster was "WOW." I suppressed the urge to cheese and instead instructed him to get naked. When that task was completed, I motioned him over with my right index finger. As he got closer, I scooted to the left side of the bed to make room for him. He laid down and I guided him to the center of the bed so I could easily straddle him. My hair covered both of our faces as I lowered my lips for a series of deep passionate kisses. I could feel his member hardening as I grinded on it. He grabbed my ass…I began to rock hard. I was unable to concentrate on kissing and instead was breathe deeply and gasping for air. My pussy was wet and my panties were soaked. Although in that moment I really want to feel his stiff 9” long, 2” wide dick in my tight and dripping pussy, I used a lot of self-control to focus on SLOWLY making love to him. After all, I wanted this experience to last forever. Also, I was determined to receive superstar status in his rankings and a quick fuck wouldn’t make it past the first cut. So rather than riding him like I was a runaway slave, I sat up, grabbed his hands, slammed them down at his sides and fiercely whispered, "I'm in charge."

In order to slow things down, I stopped all lower body movement and focused on his beautiful rock-hard upper body. First I kissed his forehead, then his right temple, his right cheek, his right jaw, the right side of his neck, his entire throat and then all of his left side. Seeing and feeling his body quivering was a FULL turn-on. My kegel muscles were working on overtime. He shook as I slipped my tongue into his left ear and gave him a wet kiss.

I felt for his nipples and lowered myself further so I could lick them, rolling one between my forefinger and thumb while I sucked the other. Next, I worked on one of my favorite parts of the male anatomy - the stomach. I grabbed the sides of his waist and planted slow deliberate kisses all over his rock-hard stomach. I kissed his waist and ran my tongue up and down his sides. With my tongue, I motioned him to roll him over. Once on his back, I straddled him again, stroking his biceps and arms while I planted kisses all over his broad neck. Soon I followed with heavy tongue strokes and nibbles across the length and width of his back.

I plopped my heavy DDs on the back of his neck, playing with my own nipples and gyrating in circular motions. Then I dragged my breasts down his back to his thighs. I grabbed his ass cheeks, kneading them like dough and nibbling them. Finally, I parted them, teased him by kissing around his anal center. His breathing got heavier and heavier, as his moans louder and louder, I quickly thrust my tongue into his…

This was years ago but clearly the details are still vivid. This man plagues my thoughts and I have to find a way to sneak away and spend some quality time with him. We communicate multiple times a day and yet it’s still not enough for me. Part of me hopes this infatuation will dissipate because I’m not ready for major love-life changes like losing my husband. However, I think a few visits with him to get these feelings out of my system and his dick in my system will clear everything up. I think I’m going to have to risk it all and head West. I’ll keep y'all posted!

Have you ever cheated on your partner? Animals are not meant to be monogamous – what do you think this means for humans?