Insatiable! #2 Still Insatiable! Interracial Erotica

By Daniele Light

What did Ivy get herself into? When Nikki had suggested she was going to take her out, she thought she was talking about a bar or a coffee shop. What she didn't expect was an apartment full of 12 hung, BLACK, studs waiting for her. But if she is so shocked and scared, why isn't she running away. Why does the prospect of getting TAKEN by this crowd of Alpha Males seem like such a good idea...

Ivy has known Nikki for some time, and she is always telling stories. Sometimes she believes them. Other times she thinks they are bologna. But when she catches a glimpse of Nikki in the act one night out with her friends, she starts to feel a deep, UNSATISFIED urge inside of her that she can't ignore. That's when Nikki takes her under her wing and shows her the world's best stress reliever: giving yourself up to a PACK of horny, young, black men!

Daniele Light brings you book #2 in her highly rated Insatiable! series. Nikki is back, and she is as HUNGRY as ever!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Daniele Light
• Release date: Oct 12, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370794638

Daniele Light

An erotica author living in Tempe, AZ. She lives with her wife, pets, and her dirty thoughts.

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Still Insatiable!

I had been working at the club for almost two years. It wasn’t too bad. The money was good, but the guys were creeps. I mostly kept to myself. The only person I really interacted with was Nikki. She was the only other Asian stripper, and I guess there was some familiarity from that. But Nikki wasn’t like me. While I was having trouble coming out of my shell, Nikki had blown hers apart a long time before.

Last night was crazy, she said while putting her lotion on. Darryl came over with his friends again. I’m surprised I’m still walking straight.

I noticed that Nikki was talking a lot more about her escapades and it was getting a little annoying. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to brag, but it was getting to the point where as soon as she came to work after one of them, she gushed about it for the entire night. I mean, no one could be that happy after sex, right?

You would think that working at a strip club would make you more sexualized, but that wasn’t really the case with me. If anything it did the opposite. When I went to work I turned off all feelings I had. Even if I danced for someone that was cute I didn’t get aroused. It was easier that way. This was my job, and I didn’t want to get sunk into it like it was my life or something. I was just trying to pay bills.

But what I noticed was that I started turning off my feelings outside of work as well. School, work, and responsibilities were always looming, and I felt like I had to be on top of everything. It didn’t leave much time to find a guy to date. I was more focused on other things.

You’re up Ivy, Tony said, snapping me out of my trance. I walked towards the curtain and took a deep breath.

Go kill it, girly, Nikki said, focused on the mirror while she finished getting ready.

I walked through the curtain. I did my routine. I went through the motions. I got a lot of tips, but not really much else. When the music started to fade, I felt relieved that I could go in the back and relax for a little bit.

Nikki was all smiles still. My annoyance grew a bit more. She was faking it. There was no way that dick could make anybody that happy.

So what happened with Darryl? I asked.