Bitter Sweet
Erotic Stories with a TWIST
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He undressed me as soon as we entered the room. I was a little nervous and embarrassed by my extra baggage, but he looked at me like I was a beauty queen, and I recognized that look. It was one that I knew all too well once upon a time when I was thin and beautiful. I missed that look, and the attention that men would give me. I couldn’t help but reminisce of when I was a size eleven/twelve; at that time in my life, men adored me. So many years had past since then that I forgot what that felt like. Shopping at stores and being able to actually find my size was a blessing. In only a few short years, I went from an eleven/twelve to a nineteen/twenty and I hated myself because of it. But he couldn’t keep his hands off me and it took me by surprise. The way that he adored my body… his touch made me wet instantly. Shelton didn’t see my rolls or my saggy breasts when his eyes fell on my half-naked body. All he saw was beauty and thought that my curves were sexy. Can you believe it? He thought that I was sexy. He found my cellulite and stretch marks endearing. Ladies, if you ever find a man that loves your beauty as well as your flaws, hold onto him tight. When we both were completely naked, he led me into the bathroom and explored my body until the steam from the shower filled the room. The water ran down my tense body as he lathered me with soap from head to toe. Shelton even washed my rolls and licked my extra baggage with his tongue. I was speechless, the shower ignited a fire within me that had my pussy dripping from my juices and he was harder then a sack of bricks. It felt good to be wanted and desired again. The feeling swept through me like a brushfire, and I was so caught-up that I allowed him to penetrate me while we were in the shower. The water splashed against both of our hot bodies as he stroked me with no end in sight. I nicknamed him the Energy God, because he stroked me for more than an hour in the shower. “You didn’t think I had it in me, huh Charlene?” he whispered in my ear while he was still inside me. I practically had to push him off to get out of the shower, or we would have never hit the bed. He was like an untamed animal and I was his trainer “BACK! I TELL YOU BACK!” I screamed, as if I had a whip and a chair attempting to control this wild beast that wanted to ravish my body. The attention was unexpected, but I loved every minute of it. I loved the way he threw me on the bed and dove straight into my dripping-wet pussy with his tongue. He devoured me like a piece of Sweet Potato pie on Thanksgiving. Shelton didn’t waste a drop, he sucked my pussy dry and then with one stroke of his dick, I climaxed all over him. That was the first of several climatic experiences that I had that night. Gently, I was laid onto the bed and positioned on my back so he could look into my eyes as he continued to stroke. The look on his face was one of passion. He seemed to be in deep concentration as he journeyed deeper and deeper. Satisfying me was the only thing on his mind. He was a man with a mission and ultimately, he succeeded. The stroke of his stiff dick had me speaking in tongues like I caught the Holy Ghost. Oh Lawd! Lawd-Jesus! Please Jesus! Thankya Jesus! Help me Lawd, I’m cumin again. I’m cumin! I’m cummmmmin,” I screamed, and then shook as though I were going into epileptic shock. Experiencing this type of pleasure caused brain freeze, a meltdown, which affected my motor skills. I couldn’t move or think straight for at least ten minutes. It took him several more minutes before he climaxed and when he did, the warmth from his cum filled my stomach. We were only in each other’s arms for what seemed like minutes before there was a loud bang at the door. The pounding woke me out of my “Nut-tastrophe.” “Shelton! Shelton! I know you’re in there! Open up this door right now!” the crazed voice bellowed from behind the door. “Who the hell is that?” I whispered to Shelton. “My wife,” he mumbled. “Your wife? What is she doing here?” I exclaimed. “I don’t know… she must have followed me,” he replied, and then dropped his head into the palms of his hands. Formats Book Details Bitter Sweet is a plethora of vivid and explicit short stories that leave nothing to the imagination. From the first to the last story C. Brown will abduct you and hold you hostage to the drama. Lost Orgasm - Charlene, an overweight divorcee and mother of three sets out to find her orgasm. The no-holds barred, non-stop action will arouse the inner freak and let loose the beast. Black Love - Lisette, a Hispanic woman who has her first taste of black love, will also become familiar with her breaking point – revenge is a dish best served hot and steamy. Love Kills - Beth, an aspiring model, must decide how she wants to make it to the top, on the catwalk or on her back. She makes the mistake of choosing the cameras and the flashing lights over love and ends up regretting it with her last breath…Becareful what you ask for. Office Politics - Felicia, a woman trying to climb the ladder of success discovers just what the term “office politics” is all about, when she has to decide if she will continue her tryst with her supervisor or sleep with the one man who knows their secret in exchange for his silence. Sex on the front lines – Private Love, and her two bunkmates are stationed on the frontlines of C. Brown has tapped into his inner woman for these stories and many more… They are written to tantalize and delight men as well as women and they both will find them equally fulfilling. - Hana Glinsky Clifford Brown is the author of the novel “Twisted” and the inspirational work “Soul of A Man.” Before he decided to use the pen, he used his voice to illustrate stories of hope and awareness. As a poet, he has performed spoken word all throughout NYC. He has been featured at the National Black Theater in Harlem and several shows on Theater Row. He is the youngest of ten siblings and has a family of his own. Growing up in a large family has helped him develop an analytical eye to see both sides of the coin. He lives in Brooklyn, New York where he is working on his third novel. Visit the author at brown_door@yahoo.com
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Bitter Sweet by C. Brown
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