Sweet Kisses (Interracial BWWM Erotic Romance Bundle)

by Asia Marquis

  His pale fingers take hold of the nub, pulling it out towards him. He moans as he twists it, enjoying the silky feeling of her skin. Pulling the other cup down, he reaches behind her and unclasps the bra entirely. They both let it fall to the floor before Dane takes both breasts in his hand, smooshing them together. Burying his face in them, he moans again. She smells like cherry perfume.

  Dane's lips flutter against her skin, making a trail down to one of her nipples. She arches her back, giving him an easier angle. His mouth opens, his tongue slithering around her skin. He wants her, badly.

  He pushes on her chest, forcing her to lay back. Her breasts pool on her chest in such a beautiful way that he admires her for a few moments before tugging at her pants.

  Pressing her feet against the edge of the table, she lifts up her ass to help him get her pants off. With them, her panties come off too. Both are thrown on the floor next to her bra and she's pulled back up. Their lips meet, pressing softly against each other. And then, harder. Their tongues dart in and out, playfully dancing and sliding against teeth.

  Dane picks Jacinda up and pulls her closer to the edge. Her naked, hot body leaves ephemeral marks on the table. Spreading her legs wide, she allows his hand to press into her warm, silky folds. His fingers slither up and down before settling on her stiff clitoris. It throbs with desire. His own cock throbs, too, though it's still confined by his pants.

  “Do you want me inside of you?”

  Jacinda looks up, her eyes wild. “What do you think? Fuck me! Fuck me now!”

  In a flash, Dane unzips his pants and lets them drop to the floor. He pushes his boxers down just enough to free his 9 inch beast before slapping it against her clit. “I'm going to fuck you until you scream,” he growls. His meat is hot against her folds. He rubs it up and down her slit, using it to stimulate her.

  Jacinda arches her back, wrapping her legs around Dane. She tried to pull him into her, but he resists. Dane wants to tease her.

  The cock rubbing against her slit has her writhing and shaking. As if he knows that she's about to have a breakdown if he doesn't fuck her, he finally pushes himself in, going past her folds and into her delicious cunt.

  “Oh, god, YES!” She yells. He bends over and wraps an arm around her mouth.

  “You don't want the others to hear, do you?”

  “Let them hear,” she says, though the words are muffled. Having his hand against her mouth is only turning her on more, her eyes rolling back as he thrusts deep into her and pulls back out. Her pussy grasps at his cock, squeezing it, milking it.

  “Where do you want me to cum?” He asks, taking his hand away from her mouth. He has an answer he wants.

  “In me. I want your cum inside of me!”

  “Good answer,” he says with a grunt. He fucks her so hard that her tits start bouncing with each movement, up and down, her brown skin looking delicious in the lighting. He grabs one of them and squeezes, enjoying the soft feeling of the globules.

  Then his hands wrap around her wide hips, pulling her in closer to him. She gasps, and then opens her legs wider. His balls slap against her ass as he fucks her like a wild animal in heat.

  “Harder! Harder, harder, fuck me harder!” She begs, bucking her hips with his movement. Dane's going to cum soon if he doesn't slow down, but if she wants harder, he'll give her harder.

  With his cock pumping in and out of her black pussy, he wraps a hand around her neck and cuts off her ability to breathe. Her eyes roll back as her mouth opens wide, but she doesn't claw at his wrist to stop him. No, instead, she cums, her juices spilling onto Dane's cock and rolling down his thighs. Then, she cums again. Her pussy spasms and twitches, which only pushes him closer to his own orgasm.

  He moves a little bit faster, his strong as powering him in and out of her cunt. He lets up to let her catch her breath, then presses down on her throat again. With one more orgasm from her, he explodes deep within her, coating her inner walls with his spunk. Each spurt moves Jacinda closer to her fourth orgasm, her body a twitching, gasping mess as he lets go of her throat.

  He pulls out of her, but he's still hard and he wants more of her body. He spreads her legs and buries his face into her mound, eating his own cum from her slit. As it oozes out of her hole, he laps it up and then focuses his attention on her clit. She lays her legs over his shoulders, and with each orgasm she presses them against his head, holding him still.

  “Please, I can't take anymore! I'm too sensitive!”

  But Dane doesn't stop. He licks her to two more orgasms. And then, when he's satisfied with that and his cock is painfully hard again, he grabs her hips and forces her to flip over.

  Her big ass in the air just begs to be slapped. His hand comes down hard on her skin. She gasps and tries to move away, but he holds her still and slaps her ass again. Then, he spreads her butt cheeks and spits on the small hole.

  “You're going to fuck my ass? Oh, baby, that's so hot!”

  He presses his cock against her sphincter and slowly eases it in. She's tight, almost painfully tight, but he's bound and determined to fuck her shitter. “You ever done this before?”

  “No,” she squeals, her hands balled up into fists.

  “Good.” He thrusts the last few inches into her and then pulls out. The first few thrusts are painful for both of them, but then a switch goes off and her ass relaxes, and Dane is finally able to pick up speed.

  He pumps his cock in and out of her ass, reaching over to grab her hair and pull it. Her face turns, and he reaches over and inserts two fingers into her mouth. He pulls on her cheek, painfully wrenching her face up. She looks at him, and even though it's painful and degrading she loves it. She wants more of it.

  Her ass twerks against him, fucking him as much as he's fucking her. With one more grunt, Dane shoots another load into her ass.

  “Ffffuuuck yeah!” He yells, slapping her ass cheek one more time. She moans as he slides out of her with a 'pop!'

  She stands up, blushing and scared.

  “How do you feel?”

  “Almost normal,” she says, staring at the ground. He pulls her in for a hug, her naked body still a pleasure for him to feel. Her skin is so soft.

  “Having orgasms might make it wear off faster. After you calm down a little bit, we'll go another round.”

  3 MONTHS LATER

  “Do you have the papers for the children's hospital?”

  Jacinda spins in her chair, her lab coat draped dramatically over her. “Yes, it's on your desk already, Dane.” She smiles and winks, and the older man comes into her office and closes the door.

  “We still on for tonight?”

  “Of course. What do you want me to wear?”

  “Absolutely nothing. But see if you can pick up some rope from the hardware store tonight. We're going to need it.”

  Jacinda raises and eyebrow as Dane winks at her. He turns to leave as she raises her hand to wave a goodbye. The sunlight streaming in from her office window catches the surface of a diamond ring resting on her beautiful, dark mahogany skin.

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  Cursed Black Witch

  Magic Ghetto Erotica

  Asia Marquis

  When I was younger, I was cursed.

  I was born to a non-witch family, who never expected that I might become a witch. When I started getting magic sickness as a baby, they took me to dozens of human doctors, none of whom knew how to help me.

  Once I started breaking out in hives, my kind parents got desperate. They didn't know what to do or who to turn to, until a family friend told them to send me to a witch in New York City. My parents were skeptical but worried they might lose me, and so they got in their car that night and drove for 8 hours. The family friend set up an appointment for me to be seen by her.

  I'm told by my parents that when they pulled up to the old woman's house, they knew something was off. Maybe it was the dozen crows, or the cat whose meow sounded more like a cackle, but just as the old witch opened the front door to greet my parents my mother had the sudden urge to turn around and leave.

  But she didn't. Because I was only barely a year old and suffering so much. My mother carried me in her arms into the witch's house, setting me on the table as the witch commanded.

  “She has magic sickness,” the old woman said, her voice surprisingly melodious despite her cracked lips and matted hair. “This is easy enough to fix, you simply have to give her a small bottle of salt water until she is old enough to perform magic.”

  “Magic?!” My mother cried, holding my small hand tight. “How can she do magic? Neither of us are witches!”

  The old woman raised her eyebrows and looked down at me with curiosity. “What a rare gem, then. A natural witch.” Dipping her finger into salt water, she placed it on my lips for me to suckle. “Would you like me to divine her future?”

  My parents agreed, watching as the old woman removed the fabric over a large mirror. Not a silver mirror, no, this one was shiny and black, deep as night. For a few moments, the old crone stared into the mirror before furrowing her eyebrows and whipping around. Her eyes seemed red then, full of hatred and anger.

  “Your child cannot be allowed to have children!” She screamed, pointing her long, bony finger at me. She waved it erratically, and green sparkles flew out of her hand and over me. The sparkles fell like a blanket over me until they were absorbed into my dark skin.

  “What did you do?!” Screamed my mother as she grabbed me, holding me close to her chest. She often told me she wished she had killed that witch then and there, but I remind her it's near impossible to kill a witch. I would have just been left without a mother.

  “I cursed your wretched daughter so that she may only have children with one man in the whole world. She'll never find him!”

  My mother and father ran out of the house with my mother holding me tight as I wailed and cried, followed only by the crone's evil cackles.

  Of course, they never told me about this until I turned 18. At first, I didn't understand. I'm not sure I do even now. What could that witch have seen in that scrying mirror that made her so upset? Maybe one of my children killed her or something.

  Now I'm a practicing witch in a small town in Ohio. I make love potions, do tarot readings, and so many other things. I try to ignore that I've been cursed...

  But I want children. Soon. I'm 28 and I've waited long enough. I don't want to adopt, either, I want my own children. It's selfish, but it's biological. The calling to become a mother is stronger for a witch than it is for non-magical humans, if you can believe it.

  Maybe that won't explain to you why I started using my love potions on unsuspecting men, but it makes sense to me. I thought I'd put down on paper all the lovers I've had, as a way to keep track and hopefully make it easier to know in case I do get pregnant.

  Today is Wednesday, May 13 2013. It's warmer than usual for May, and the sun is bright today. My little shop on the corner of a busy street has been getting a few hits from college girls looking to buy incense or books about angels, not many people actually wanting to use my services. I thought it would be a boring day until a handsome man, in his 30s, walks in.

  He's tall and thin, and clearly he takes care of his body. I can't take my eyes off his bulging arm muscles as he reaches for a tarot deck on the top shelf and carries them over to me. “Afternoon,” he says as he pulls out his wallet.

  “Good afternoon,” I reply, my heartbeat rising. This is the one. This will be the first man I seduce to see if he can get me pregnant. “I was just making some tea and I need to know if it's perfect. Would you mind trying it before I check you out?”

  The man looks up at me, his steel gray eyes confused. “Uh, sure.”

  I smile brightly and run to the back, happy that I really do have some boiling water just about finished. I steep my tea while I grab a seduction potion, pouring about half the bottle in before removing the tea bag and stirring the concoction. It smells of sweet lavender and vanilla. The man will never know.

  Placing the mug on a plate, I bring it back out to the shop, happy to see no one else has walked in yet. “Drink up,” I say, handing him the cup.

  “Thanks,” he replies, putting the cup to his lips. He breathes in the scent before taking a big gulp. “Say, this is really good!”

  “Oh, I'm glad! What did you say your name was?”

  “Jack,” he replies as he finishes off the tea. “What was in that? I'm starting to feel a bit odd.”

  “Oh dear, I was worried about that. Why don't you come have a seat in my back room.”

  He unbuttons one of the top buttons of his blue shirt as he nods, fanning himself. I scamper over to the front door and flip the sign so that it says 'closed'. We're going to need some alone time. Grabbing Jack's hand, I pull him to the back room and help him onto the couch.

  As soon as he's settled, I straddle him, my skirt lifting up a bit so that my panties are visible.

  “What are you doing?” Jack asks, confused. His whole body is hot, and I feel the pressure in his pants beneath my pussy.

  “Seducing you,” I say, whipping my thick black hair behind me and pressing my lips to his throat. I've slept with a few men over the years, and all of them liked a woman in charge. It seems Jack is the same way. I bite down his neck and to his collar bone, before moving back up and nibbling on his ear. For a few moments he's rigid, seemingly scared and unsure of what to do, but as the minutes pass the potion starts to take control.

  His hands move up to my ass, rubbing my cheeks and pulling me closer to his body. I love this potion, its a favorite among my clients. It makes the man's body hot, which is so pleasant when you're making out with him. I press my lips into his, he slips his tongue into my mouth and teases mine with it. Our tongues tangle and fight, making me giggle in spite of myself.

  One of his large hands grips my breast, kneading it against my chest and making me gasp. “Ooh, that feels good,” I coo, biting his lower lip. His hand reaches up under my shirt, tracing lightly on my chest where my breasts fall, tickling my brown skin. Then his fingers gently circle around my dark nipple, barely touching it. I can't help but moan.

  Finally he lets his finger press against my sensitive nipple, making me shudder against his mouth as we continue to kiss passionately. Jack tweaks and plays with the hard nub as my panties get more and more damp. His other hand leaves my ass cheek and presses against my mound. “Yessss,” I hiss.

  Pushing my panties to the side, his fingers press up into my slit and against the right side of my clitoris. Shaking his hand, he vibrates against my clitoris, forcing me to moan and yelp. “Does that feel good?” He asks, his voice ful
l of lust that makes my dripping pussy tingle.

  “Fuck yes it does,” I moan. He pinches my nipple harder now, causing me to gasp. I pull away from him. “Stand up,” I command.

  When he's on his feet again, I can see just how erect he is. His prick looks like it's in pain behind his jeans. Falling to my knees, I unbutton his pants and slowly unzip them, looking into his eyes the whole time. A heat burns between us, a tickle in my stomach causes me to blush as I pull his pants down. Boxers or briefs? Ooh, boxers.

  Slowly, I pull those down too. I breathe in his manly scent, happy that he's clean from a recent shower. His brown pubes are neatly trimmed above and around his 7 inch prick. Jack's penis is thick and heavy, and hard as a rock. Damn, he wants it bad.

  I wrap my hands around it, tugging on it gently. Spinning my hand a bit with each tug, I start to give him a hand job, watching as his head rolls back and he lets out a happy sigh. I straighten my back and open my mouth, sticking out my tongue to lick the precum off the tip of his cock. “Ah!” Jack cries, surprised by the sudden wetness on his prick.

  I lick all around his cock head and down his shaft. My mouth puckers and kisses around his prick, little smacking noises from my kisses filling the room. I twist my hand at the base of his cock and glance up at Jack, happy to see his mouth open slightly as he enjoys my attention. Swirling my tongue around the ridge of the tip of Jack's cock, I suck him into my mouth. I keep moving my hand at the base of his cock as I swallow as much as I can without choking. Still moving my tongue all over his soft black skin, I bob my head, fellating Jack's hard prick in my mouth.

  Lifting up my tongue, I put it at the roof of my mouth and continue moving my head up and down. The change in sensation as he hits the underside of my tongue seems to drive him wild. He runs his hands through my hair and takes control of my head movements as I let my tongue drop again and his prick slides down my throat. I use my hands to gently stroke his heavy balls, knowing soon the sperm from within these will soon be coating my womb.