1. Out of Control


    Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Interracial, Author: avrgblkgrl, Rating: 31, Source: LushStories

    They found that they missed their friendship. What they shared could not be found somewhere else. They found an apartment, moved in together and deepened a permanent bond that could never be threatened. Nevertheless, right now Alaina felt a little left out. Christa and her friends shared a long history and had their distinct link. So, Alaina welcomed another source of entertainment in the fashionable bar. White men had always been attracted to her flawless pecan tinted skin. Not that she did not get equal attention from every other race of men, they were just scarce in her environment and generally already attached. There were one or two black guys in the bar, but they were definitely with women that mirrored the women she was already with. Also, the two women made sure Alaina understood that. They gave her the serious side eye. There was one woman of color seated at a far table. Alaina and she made eye contact with an understood sense of recognition and no inclination to carry it further. After a few drinks Alaina was reveling in the attention several men were showing, even making a few of the other girls a little jealous. Two of the girls in particular tried to establish their presence, trying to direct the men’s attention their way. But, Alaina was in her zone and had them entranced with her playful personality. She was not ready to share her find. She did, however, flirt with one a little bit more than the others. Eventually the other men got the message and began to ...
    talk with the other girls. The man she had chosen to show favor to was handsome and well groomed, pretty much like his friends. She noted that he had nice, sexy lips that formed into a ready smile. Nice lips were her hidden turn on. He had a down to earth realness about him that separated him from the rest. He was dressed casually, but in that way that let you know he was a professional. He had an excellent sense of humor and quick wit. He could keep up with Alaina, which was rare. It was one of the other girls that somehow managed to get the group on the subject of tattoos. Alaina had not truly been paying attention to them. She and the guy, who the other guys called Carter, were in a one on one conversation, heavily laced with sexual undertones. It was not intentional. The two of them just had that magnetism between them. Alaina was enjoying him. Only a few in Carter’s group had tattoos. They admitted what their tattoos were and where they were located. One of the girls that should have stopped drinking several drinks ago, turned, pulled down the band of her short skirt so that a good portion of her crack showed, while lifting the back of her shirt to show her “tramp stamp.” One girl had a tattoo on her breast and had no problem letting them see the series of butterflies that disappeared into her cleavage. Christa, definitely tipsy, just laughed and refused to show hers. “Ah, come on,” one guy teased. “My future husband would have a fit,” she told them. The word husband meant ...
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