Ahmad and Nikki Jacobs are the
picture perfect couple. They began their love affair as college
sweethearts. Now, they are married, live in the biggest and most
beautiful home on their street, and drive the finest cars money
can buy. Ahmad is the most successful attorney in the state and
Nikki gave up her career as a teacher to become a stay at home
mom; raising her daughters and lunching with her girlfriends
several times a week.
But what appears to be picture
perfect from the outside of this three- story brownstone is very
different from the real drama that is happening on the inside.
Nikki's painful past and Ahmad's
irresponsible behavior has led them down a road that has takes
many tragic turns. Shannon, Nikki's younger sister, has her own
plans for Ahmad. Lies, deception and murder all take their toll
on this already struggling marriage.
Can this couple get to a loving
and trusting place in their relationship or has the collateral
damage ruined it for life?
First
glimpse into the lives of
Ahmad and Nikki...
Warning: Contains
Explicit Language
Boy was my mother
wrong about oral sex. Probably because she’s never had it.
I was quickly taken
aback by the touch of another tongue on my right nipple. I
didn’t know what to think but I knew exactly how to feel,
absolutely fabulous! Everything seemed to be happening so fast,
my head was spinning as if I had just drunk a whole pitcher of
mojitos. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t thinking about
my actions or what other people were going to think of them. I
was letting go and reacting to the absolute maddening pleasure
that I was receiving. My nipples were so hard, feeling as if
they were going to explode into a million pieces. I bucked,
moaned, and whimpered as my body enjoyed intensely marvelous
activity. The waves of my first orgasm rushed like a tsunami,
overtaking me and completely wiped out any, and all,
inhibitions.
I wanted to
return the pleasure to both these savage creatures. I reached
over to find the face of my nipple sucker and kissed him deeply
and passionately.
Even though we
had been instructed not to speak, I whispered my intentions for
him in his ear. I reached down, felt his massive, throbbing
dick, and knew immediately that I wanted to ride this stallion
into the next lifetime. I could not let this piece of solid
granite go to waste. I also couldn’t leave out the talented
pussy eater either. So, I reached over to find the face that had
been skillfully buried so deeply in my rainforest, and my hand
landed on a breast. I gasped with confusion, wanting to remove
my blindfold.
The Madam of
the manor must have been watching us because the moment I
reached for my blindfold, she announced, “Remember, peeking is
against the rules.”
I took a deep
breath and reached again. The breast was still there. I must
admit, I have always wondered about the mystique of making love
to a woman—one of those secret fantasies that many women have,
but few will openly acknowledge while sober, and one I never
thought I would get the chance to experience.
I threw caution
to the wind and kissed her as deeply as I had my other lover and
promised, with each lick inside her soft cheeks, that I would
rock her world.
The three of us
began our rhythmic dance with each other. I slowly mounted by
male lover, making sure to savor each pulsating inch of his huge
muscle. With each thrust, he was deeper and deeper inside my wet
orb. It was so hard to keep quiet while I was being fucked into
oblivion. My female lover made sure she was not left out. She
stood in front of me and pushed my face into her waiting, wet
cunt. The scent of her freshly bathed hair coupled with the
sweet aura of her excitement was one not to be forgotten. My
first taste of a woman drove me wild. She wiggled like a playful
puppy as she held my head tightly with both hands as if she
would snap my neck if I stopped. I began licking her soft folds
and then searched for her rosebud. I playfully darted my tongue
in and out of her wet hole and felt her knees weaken. I also
kept a steady, slow pace with my buck wild stallion. With each
movement, his pole was deeper inside of me and I felt myself
about to lose total control! I suspected my female lover was
about to explode and leave her honey all over my face as well.
The three of us came in unison and it seemed as if the earth
would open up and swallow us whole. We all lay exhausted and
satisfied with our performances. I lay in the arms of my female
lover and we stroked each other to sleep.
I was awakened
when someone removed my blindfold. I immediately looked around
to find my husband. Ahmad was over between two women, looking
just as satisfied. Our eyes locked and it seemed we were
thinking the same thought. What in the hell have we done?
Copyright 2010 By Hazel Mills. All rights reserved.
