Double Chocolate on Vanilla by Ginger Bangs

Hubby Brings Home A Double Scoop of Sweet Chocolate

I came home last night only to find out my husband Jim and my lover Hank brought me home two tall chocolate helpings of hard-bodied horniness.

Double chocolate on vanilla


My name is Vanilla Jones. I came home last night only to find out that my husband Jim and his buddy Hank (my part-time lover) brought me home a couple of brand new presents to play with. Let me give you a hint. They are tall, and they are buff and they extremely yummy to look at - and they are chocolate.

I just can't wait to unwrap the pair of them.

I just can't wait to let them unwrap me.

You can come along and watch the action, if you want to.

There is 10000 words of hot and steamy group action. told from a woman's point of view. No cliffhanger. This is a hot novelette standalone with a guaranteed happy ending.

No oyster shells or ice cream cones were harmed in the writing of this story.

Genre: FICTION / Erotica / General

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Romance / Erotica

Language: English

Keywords: Ménage à Trois, inter-racial erotica, hot wife, swingers, threesome, MMW

Word Count: 10300

Sample text:

Chapter One – Truths, Dares and Oyster Shells

My name is Vanilla Jones.

Let me tell you folks, my bedroom life has sure heated up ever since my husband Jim brought his best friend Hank Rimmer home for a surprise threesome.

I am not just talking shrimp-on-the-barbie hot. I am talking throw a bucket of napalm onto a hundredweight of twenty year old pornographic paperbacks hot. I am talking dog day hot. I am talking marshmallow and weenies on a campfire hot. Volcanic hot, nuclear hot, seizure inducing nuclear orgasmic hot.

Yeah baby, we got hot!

All right, so I have REALLY got to stop binge watching Akinyele videos on Youtube.

In any case, Jim has been really stepping his game since the threesome happened. I’m not sure if it just charged up his batteries, or if he somehow feels as if he needs to prove that he can do better than any B-Team lover that he brings home to our bedroom. I know just how fucked up that might sound to you but the truth is that a mind can be a fucked up place to live in, and when you combine that mind with the rooms in your heart you are approaching a super-uber-mega-mind-fuck-up.

If I keep on wondering about it I’m going to give myself the mother of all migraine headaches, so I am just leaning back and enjoying the ride.

And it has been one hell of a ride so far.

Just three days ago Jim opened up the front door with a serving tray full of freshly-shucked oysters perfectly balanced over his head.

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