Ebonnie's Afrocentric world

Published in “I am Love and Erotica” a collection of short erotic stories

The sounds of loud music vibrated around the room crowded with people.  The air conditioner attempted to cool the air but the body heat was so over whelming and stifling.  The bodies shuffling together grinding and winding to the electric pulse of the music didn’t seem to notice.  Their attention fixed on their partners, their bodies blending appearing in an attempt to become one.  If any of the couples had the strength when they left here sex would definitely be high on the cards.  The room seemed to vibrate with the sexual tension; it permeated the walls and hung in the air above the dance floor like the morning mist. 

Rochelle opened the fridge to grab a beer she hesitated a fraction of a second to allow the cool air caress her heated skin.  Opening the bottle, she handed it to a guy behind the bar.  She could feel sweat rolling down in-between her breasts and down her back.  Her shirt clung like a second skin and her nipples were thrusting against her shirt.  Having tied the shirt at her midriff brought no relief from the heat of the club and her miniskirt did not prevent the sweat from gathering in between her thighs either.  She may be hot and bothered but that did not prevent the fact that at this moment, she was turned on as hell    The timbre of the music and the antics of the couples on the dance floor was making a different kind of heat pool at the juncture of her thighs.  Squeezing her thighs together, she took the next order, her glance straying to the couple at the end of the bar who may need to be cooled down if his hands rose any higher and pushed her top over her breasts that he was obviously fondling.  Keeping busy usually helped her divert her thoughts but it was 4am in the morning and the bar was not as busy as it had been earlier that day.  

“Rochelle?” Carlos her manager called out as her came out of the office “Take 15, it’s not that busy, but tell Nina to come back in 5”

“Thanks” she muttered and grabbed a Bacardi breezer and a bag of peanuts.  

She headed into the back where there was a small staff room.  Brian and Nina were making out on one of the sofas.  So she was not the only one affected by the atmosphere in the club tonight.  She relayed her message to the couple who never broke apart and headed upstairs. 

There were a couple of rooms up here used as storage locations.  She opened one of the 3 doors, entering into her secret place as she liked to call it.  The room was used for storing decorations and costumes for theme nights.  It was hardly used and she found it a good place to relax after the chaos of downstairs.   Opening the window she climbed out onto the balcony and sat down on the arrangement of boxes she had put together some time ago.  The balcony looked out onto the alley at the side of the building.  The great thing about it was because the building opposite was empty awaiting demolition for a few months now.  So it was totally private out here.  She flung her head back, letting the cool breeze sooth her ruffled skin.  She rolled the cold bottle across her forehead and round her neck before taking a deep drink.  When she came up she’d drank half of the bottle, she moaned as the liquid cooled her insides making her tingle and goose bumps rise along her arms.

Lifting her legs to rest on a box on the floor, she pushed her skirt up and spread her legs letting the cool night air have access to her hot core.  She rubbed the cold bottle across her heated cunt, rubbing the neck across the surface.  Groaning she lifted the drink to her lips and drained the contents.  Spreading her legs wider, she slowly pushed the head of the bottle into her cunt.  Squeezing her muscles around the cool head, she groaned and began withdrawing and thrusting the bottle into her moist haven.  With her other hand she released the knot on her T-shirt and pushed it up over her large bosom.  Rubbing her breast she squeezed one of her large nipples, feeling the tingle shimmer down her spine.

Lifting her breast in one hand she bent her head and took her nipple into her mouth sucking deeply.  The thrusting with the bottle got faster as the combination of sensations bombarded her body.  The mixture of sensations creating an explosion within her that made her shiver and burn with need.  She switched breasts giving the other one the same treatment, her breathing became laboured as she pulsed with desire and her muscled clenched around the head of the bottle.  As her body took over and reached peak levels, Rochelle dropped her breast and used the free hand to rub on her clitoris, with the other not pausing pushing the bottle in and out.  She came with a muffled moan trying not to make any noise.  Her hips lifted up off the box and shook as the cool early morning breeze elevated the intensity.  She slowly withdrew the bottle and re-arranged her clothes.  She glanced at her watch; she had 5 minutes before she had to be back downstairs.  She tore open the bag of peanuts then opening her legs she rubbed them in her wetness before popping them into her mouth.  She savoured the taste and dipped some more.  She didn’t have enough time to savour it all as she had to get to the bathroom before returning to the bar.  A couple more hours and she would be done for the night.  She let out a deep breath and stood up, pulling down her skirt and tying back the knot in her top.  

It was around 6.30am before Rochelle managed to get away from the club.  It was early Saturday morning and signs of life were beginning to appear.  She was glad her flat was only 15 minutes away.  As she walked down Coombe Street past the fruit market, she was attracted by the selection of colourful treats and couldn’t resist stopping to buy a varied mix.  It was the beginning of the summer and everything looked juicy and plush.  She inhaled the scent of a big yellow mango as she walked the rest of the way home, before sinking her teeth into its juicy flesh.  The juice ran down her fingers and she licked her lips trying to capture every single drop.   She rolled the fruit around with her tongue and almost walked past her front door.   As she shut the door behind her, she was buzzing on adrenaline stimulated by the sensations invigorated by the mango.  As she unpacked her bag she looked at the amazing choice trying to decide on what to have next.  She no longer felt sleepy and tired but fired up and horny.  She ate a couple of strawberries before heading to the bathroom for a quick shower.  She hardly dried herself before heading back to the kitchen in her fluffy towel.  Putting a selection of fruit in a bowel, she placed it on a tray and picked up a bottle of honey, chocolate sauce and a can of cream from the fridge.  Sitting on her bed with the selection of items, she moaned at the sharpness of the honey and coolness of the cream.  This was the life she thought to herself.  Looking at the collection an idea began to form in her head, yes it was about time she had another one.  And she knew exactly what the theme was going to be miniskirts and fruit.  

There were about 20 women in the room dressed in mini-skirts and sipping the selection of fruit juice, punches or fruit wine that was available.  Rochelle had decorated her flat with bright colours to represent the varied colours fruits came in.  All the food provided so far had been fruit related and everyone appeared to be enjoying the party, or so it appeared.  She knew people had expected more from a party by Rochelle.  Her last toga party had been wild and couples had ended up having sex all over the place.  She knew most of the ladies here had expected something similar.   They all knew how confident Rochelle was about her sexuality and sex as a whole.  Some liked to take the opportunity to try things to enhance their sex lives that they would never have had the courage to do on their own.

The theme of the party must have given them all various ideas of what to expect and so far nothing extra ordinary had happened.  Rochelle hid a private smile they would be pleased with her surprise, she was sure of it.  

“Rochelle, I think I’m going to leave now” her friend Crystal said “there’s not much going in here, this is not like your usual parties?”

Rochelle smiled; she could always count on Crystal to tell it straight.

“Oh you can’t leave now we are just about to have dessert.”

The look on Rochelle’s face must have showed that it would be worth waiting for.

“What is for dessert?” she asked 

“You’ll have to wait and see.” She smiled and walked over and switched off the music. “Everyone, it’s time for desserts, which will be served in one of the guest rooms. Before we proceed, I advice that you swap your tops for one of the T-shirts over there.”  

A buzz filled the room as people all moved to get hold of T-shirts.  Her living room looked like backstage of a fashion show with half naked women milling around.  When they were all suitably attired, Rochelle led them into the guest room.  She had renovated her flat last year, knocking the wall down in between two rooms to form a large room which could be divided by a collapsible wall.  She had moved the wall tonight to create a large space.  She opened the door and all the ladies gasped as they came in.  There were 3 tables in the room with 3 men on them.   The first was covered neck to feet in cream with different fruits dotted all over.  The second was also covered in fruit, but the fruit had been smothered in honey.  The third was also covered in fruit with nothing on them or him.  

“So ladies here is dessert” she opened her arms wide indicating the 3 guys.  “On the shelves over there are different types of sauces from Chocolate to Rum for you to customise your dessert.  As you may have noticed as well there are no plates or cutlery available so you will have to use your imagination.  And don’t be afraid to get messy, that is why you have the T-shirts.  So as it is my party I get first helpings.”

She walked over to the shelves and picked up a bottle of chocolate sauce and went over to the cream and fruit guy.  She poured some of the sauce over his cock which was covered in peaches and cream before bending over and taking him into her mouth.  She moved slowly capturing every inch of cream off his erect member before standing and gently biting into the fruit.  She smiled at the girls who appeared frozen to the spot.  She turned and poured some more sauce on his cock and said to the ladies

“Help yourselves”  

“Alright” Crystal was the first to unfreeze and head for the table with the extras.  She picked up a mini tub of haagen daz ice cream and headed to the guy covered in fruit and honey.  This galvanised all the other girls into action and soon the men were surrounded by women touching, licking, sucking and eating off their bodies.  Rochelle smiled her party was turning into the success she knew it would be.  She smiled at the sight then stuck her head out the door and indicated to someone to come into the room.  2 men and 2 women entered the room; they were naked except for some pouches containing fruits and vegetables that covered their bits.  She directed one of the men to Crystal; she was fun and always willing to take part which usually got others going as well.  He tapped on Crystal’s shoulder to draw her attention away from the honey guys’ nipple which she had smeared in ice cream and was lapping at with pleasure.  Straightening Crystal was obviously pleased with what she saw and let him take her hand and lead her to a small camp bed in the corner of the room.  He lay her down and lifted her legs so her feet lay flat on the bed.  He pushed her miniskirt up around her hips and Rochelle was not surprised to see that Crystal wore no underwear.  He took out a packet of condom and ripped open one packet, before pulling out a cucumber from his pouch and covering it with the condom.  She gasped as he inserted it into her, her hips lifting to meet the thrust of the cucumber.  Her noises drew the attention of the others, some watched in fascination will others carried on with their own ministrations.   As some of the others spotted the other 3 standing by Rochelle, they rushed over hoping to get some of the one to one attention.   It wasn’t long before the room was consumed with the smells and sound s of sex.  One of the guys who had some carrots was using both hands to fuck 2 different women.  One of the women was inserting sliced peaches into the vagina of another and sucking on them.  Eliza on the other hand had commandeered a courgette and was fucking herself with it.

Rochelle was glad at the turn out and even more pleased that everyone was taking part.  Taking pity on the 3 guys who had been covered in all sorts, all their initial covering had finished but they were still being ravaged.  She asked the women to let them go and have a shower and some followed offering to wash their backs.  Rochelle was glad she had invested in the Jacuzzi bath, which easily fit 4 people.  It had been another one of her indulgences and her credit card was still bearing the brunt of it but after a long day at work it was the best thing to sink into the depths of the warm bubbles with a glass of wine and very often with her waterproof dildo.  She was sure they would enjoy it as well.    Confident that everyone was being catered for, she pulled off her top, her huge breasts jiggling with the motion.  She took a tub of honey and smeared some over her nipples, before taking one into her mouth.  Not many women could suckle their own tits and she had found it a trick that turned many of her ex boyfriends wild.  Watching Rochelle pleasure herself like that usually sent most of them over the edge.  The good thing was she loved doing it, it was a shame she was not flexible enough to suck on her own clit or she definitely would be doing that.   The problem with most of her ex’s was they could not handle her extreme sexuality.  She was more than highly sexed some went as far as calling her a nymphomaniac but she couldn’t care less.

“Come on” 

She glanced up to see Crystal standing over her

“It’s your party come and have some fun.” She said as she tugged her arm, leading her towards one of the tables that the men had been laying on earlier, which was surprisingly vacant.

“On your back” Crystal ordered after unzipping Rochelle’s skirt and pushing it to the floor along with her silk dark pink thong. Rochelle lay down as ordered her body beginning to quiver with anticipation at what Crystal had planned for her.  Some of the others noticed what was going on and began to surround the table wanting to catch a glimpse of the show.  Crystal walked away and came back with a can of cream, rum syrup and some berries.  She sprayed the cream over Rochelle’s breasts, then spreading her legs she sprayed it over her heated core.  Rochelle gasped as the cool cream touched her skin; it made her lift her back off the table and groan with need.  Her eyes widened as Crystal pushed her legs further apart and knelt between them.  Never in any of her wild parties in the past had any of her friends experimented with each other and Crystal knew this as she winked at her before her head disappeared behind the cream and Rochelle felt her tongue lap the cream and brush against her hardened clit.

Rochelle groaned out loud, lifting her hips higher towards the Crystals invading tongue.  She groaned even louder as 2 other girls bent over and took each of her breasts into their mouths and sucked hard.  Sensations bombarded her from all angles and she withered as she felt the pressure begin to rise at the bottom of her belly.  This was absolutely unreal, when she had planned this party she had never thought this would be happening.  Her eyes flew open as she felt movement around her head.  Someone was kneeling over her, trapping her face in-between their thighs.  All she saw was a moist fat pussy bearing down towards her and instinctively her tongue darted out to taste the dripping depths.  This was totally out of this world and had never crossed her mind when she had organised this party.    She smiled just as mimicking the ultimate sexual act Crystal thrust her tongue into her in quick succession making her gasp out loud as she felt her body nearing the peak, the 2 at her breast seemed to tug harder one of the girls making small bites which sent sensations all the way to her core that was tingling with need.  She was going to come soon.  She lifted her hips towards Crystal craving the sensations she was creating with her lucid tongue, her breathing was coming in quick spurts now as she was being taken to the summit of pleasure.  She tried lifting her body but someone was holding her down, she wanted to trash her head from side to side but the person over her restricted her movements.  Needing to do something she lifted her head and thrust her tongue into the pussy over her head but just then Crystal bit on her clit making her shout at the feeling coursing through her alternating between pleasure and pain.

She could feel her body taking over and nearing the pinnacle of the summit.  She was going to topple over the edge any minute.  Her breath was coming in short bursts and she tried to move to try and diffuse the intensity of the sensations but they were not letting go.  Then Crystal stopped and Rochelle whimpered glad for the brief respite but also mourning the loss of the sensations.  She tried lifting her head and see what was going on, when someone thrust deep into her.  She screamed as her body exploded into a million pieces and she toppled over the edge of the mountain she had been climbing.  The guy kept thrusting deeper and deeper stretching out the convulsions that were rocking her body.  She could feel her walls hungrily tightening around him.  The 2 girls were still suckling at her breast with kept the waves crashing over her, over and over and over.

Rochelle lay there totally drained, her breathing finally slowing down from the abnormal tempo, she sat up and managed to thank everyone for coming and making her party a success and encouraged them to enjoy the rest of the evening.  Everyone clapped and thanked her before returning to their activities.  It was almost 4 am before the last of her guests left and Rochelle reckoned it was more because the fruit had run out than they were really tired. 

PS:  I do not claim copyright for the two photos in this story.