Velvet Black King Kong

I was choking him. My slender white fingers pressed deep into his massive dark neck as I rode this strong, velvet King Kong. When you grip someone's throat and stare down into their eyes, the exquisite sensation of control makes your head spin: 'I will do whatever I please with him!'

And the true sweetness of it is that both of you moan from this intoxicating power: not from pain—from pleasure. Which means you can keep going and going. Sharper, deeper, harder.

There is a distinct thrill in looking back over your shoulder while on all fours. And seeing, with a flicker of terror, the sheer mass looming over you, pounding into you so methodically it feels like a machine. Only the animal growl and the spontaneity of his movements betray the human within. Broad, primally powerful, and very different and exotic.

"Besides everything else, you know what else is so thrilling about being with this guy? That he has a friend—just as black, and just as big in the right place. And next time, they are both coming over. Because the only thing better than an immersion with one dark-skinned man is a fierce bacchanalia with two…"

Nelli Verkhovska PhD in Psychology For more on alternative relationships, check out my YouTube channel