Tuesday, February 13, 2007

A Favor for J...

So… I received a text message on Sunday night from a dear friend… J-Bigg. J has a wonderful blog worth checking out- www.jeremybiggers.blogspot.com. Truly creative writing at it’s finest! J had a small little beef with me and my recent blogs. Basically he was tired of all the mushy love and personal posts. Back in the day I use to write about a lot of “off the wall” craziness. I will be honest… I toned it down quite a bit. Not to mention I recently found out that quite a few of my employees read my blog… (HEY YA’LL, HOPE YOU ENJOY!) So, I had to keep it clean.

Long story short…

J-Bigg missed my erotic stories and not to mention CRAZY personal stories I wrote in the first couple of months of me having this blog. So, I challenged him to give me a premise and I would write within it. So here goes…


Disclaimer: This is creative writing. All characters depicted are fictional. The author deserves the right to be as creative as she chooses. If you are offended by the context please exit Da Hiatus immediately!


Sasha’s Erotica

OMG!, Why are they so loud?” Sasha thought to herself as she struggled to open her eyes. Sasha woke up to what sounded like a party in the other room.

Sash, as friends called her was beauty at it’s finest. Sasha had long strawberry blond ringlets that kissed her mid back. She was racially ambiguous to the eye, but she was born to a mother that was an Ethiopian and German mix. Her father was an African and Native American mix, so she had the best of ALL worlds. Her skin was flawlessly sun kissed. Her eye sockets were home to beautiful gray-green eyes. She had perfectly pouty lips. Her body was exquisitely sculpted into a 38-24-36 frame. Sasha stood 5’8 with a pair of beautiful long legs.

Sasha may have been beautiful but her life was not reciprocal of that. Her mother left her to go on a mission trip to Honduras and was killed by some of the people in the village she was visiting. Sash was only five at the time, so she had very faint memories of her mother. She lived with her father until the age of 17. He remarried and had three children with his wife. Sash was always treated as an outcast so left in the middle of the night never to see her family again. She never completed school and began to rely on her beauty to get by. Modeling, as they called lasted briefly until she began to be asked to take off her clothes. One thing leads to another and she began stripping. Then came the movies. Sasha’s life was spinning out of control and she decided to jump off and put that life behind her.

Prior to her turn around she moved in to a lavish condo with two of the girls that worked at the strip club with her. Their names were Shelby and Asia. They were pretty girls in their own unique ways. Sasha soon grew tired of attempting to get them to turn their lives around so she stopped her attempts. She simply focused on her new life. She enrolled in a GED program and completed it and had just started taking classes at the community college in her town. She had been working a 10hr shift at the department store job that she had just gotten two weeks earlier. This disruption was not happening to her… so she thought.

Sasha glanced at the clock radio on the other side of her room. “Four thirty in the morning! They can’t be doing this now, they just can’t!” Sash stumbled to her closet and threw a silk robe over her pink Victoria’s Secret lace bra and thong set and headed towards her door. She had lived with Shelby and Asia for a year and behavior like this was common prior her to quitting the club but she had to be at the department store at 8am to begin preparing for open. She was set on keeping this job and they were not going to mess it up for her. “I told those heffa’s about keeping up all this damn noise when I have to get my rest!” Sasha mumbled to her self as she opened her door. Sash had the master suit in the lower level of their two-story condo. Shelby and Asia normally “entertained” upstairs and left Sash to her “boring” self as they would often say.

The closer Sasha got to the stairs the louder the voices were. She walked sluggishly up the steps and stood in the midst on her “old” life. Shelby and Asia had brought some ladies home from the club and they were lounging around on the leather sofa sectional upstairs. Shelby and Asia were bisexual so Sasha knew exactly what they had up their sleeves. Shel and A (as they were often called) broke up to make up and continuously had men and women in and out of the house. They had always tried to get Sasha involved but she never obliged. Not that she did not want to explore with them, it just never happened.

“Hey Sash!” the four women yelled as she walked into their game room. “Do you all realize what time it is?” She recognized the two women that joined Shelby and Asia. Their names were Serinity and Isabelle; they were two of the top dancers at the club, after Sasha had left of course. Sasha use to come home with thousands of dollars nightly. Heck the cover charge alone was $100.00! They welcomed Sash to sit down and have a drink. She thought, “Why not, doesn’t look like I am getting any sleep tonight!” They poured her a screw driver (OJ and Vodka) and the night (early morning) proceeded. As Sasha sat down on the couch they began by playing a game, High Card Rules. Two ladies would pull from a deck of cards. The one with the highest card dared the opposite player to do something sexual. If they chose not to do it they would have to take a shot. “What the hell, I’m game!” Sasha yelled!

“I can’t believe this is happening!” Sasha thought as she peered down to see Shelby exploring her valley with her tongue. She looked to her right and noticed Asia and Serinity on the opposite ends of a dildo. They were moaning so loudly that it had her head ringing even louder than it already was do to the numerous amounts of shots she had taken due to the fact that she didn’t want to end up in the situation she was currently in, so she tried to tell herself. Sasha couldn’t lie, the pleasure she felt being with Shel was undeniable. As Shelby came up for breath she placed her tongue on Sasha’s belly button and licked all the way up to her breasts. While she caressed nipple after nipple with her tongue Sasha ran her fingers through Shelby’s short feathered haircut. Sasha didn’t know what came over her as she laid Shelby on her back and grabbed the whipped cream bottle on the floor. She squirted the foam in her mouth and began to caress Shelby’s pleasure zone with her tongue. Just then Isabelle appeared and straddled Shelby’s face as Sasha did her thing down below. By this point it was a full out girl on girl orgy and Sasha had to admit it felt good. Asia pulled herself from the toy she was sharing with Serinity and grabbed her silver bullet vibrator. As Sasha continued to pleasure Shelby who was pleasuring Isabelle, Asia slowly eased the vibrating bullet over Sasha's clit…. Ecstasy at last was achieved!

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“SASHA! Wake up! You’re going to be late for work!” The words echoed from the hallway. Sasha sprang up from her slumber. As she wiped the drool from her mouth she looked around. She was in her bed in her room. It was six o’clock in the morning and Shelby and Asia had just strolled in from the club. Since she had quit they would always wake her up on their way in so she wouldn’t oversleep for her department store job.

As Sasha got out of bed heading towards the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee she vowed she wouldn’t dare tell her friends about the erotic dream she had. “What for?” she pondered. “It will never really happen!” Not if she could help it. She hoped.

The End.


I hope you enjoyed the tales of Sasha. J-Bigg's guidelines were that the story start off in bed and end in bed. A game had to be played and something had to be eaten. Hope you enjoyed J!



~Amindisaterriblethingtowaste!~

3 Comments:

Blogger J-Bigg said...

You make me sound like such a freak.... And though I know you said that the story was completely fictional, can you introduce me to Sasha?

6:44 AM  
Blogger CRay said...

YOu're not a freak J... you are a MAN! It's ok. Nothing wrong with enjoying the story.

Honestly... what did you think?

3:47 PM  
Blogger J-Bigg said...

I thought it was nice other than causing complete strangers to think I am into girl on girl action staring exotic women and strippers. Well maybe I am into the exotic women.....

8:58 AM  

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