BLACK POWER (A BWWM COLLECTION)

by Dana Cruise

  I watched from the garden as she left and wandered around the grounds of the house for a few minutes. Turning back to walk to the house I heard another car drive up the driveway. ‘Dumb white bitch forgot her purse’ I thought to myself, turning to greet her arrival.

  To my surprise, though not my dismay, it was not Mrs. Pearl who approached. Her husband pulled in front of the garages. Getting out of his car he spotted me among the lilacs and sprinted towards me.

  “Can I help you with anything?” I called as he approached.

  “You might say that” he said.

  Taking me by the hand he lead me around the side of the house to the kitchen door. Opening it he waved me in, then directed me to the very spot that I had been standing on the previous night at the moment that the cup had been dropped. Standing close to me, as close as he had 12 hours earlier, he held my shoulders in his hands. Again I could feel his breath on my cheek, again the chemistry that had flooded this room the previous evening returned.

  “I need to know” he said huskily. “I need to know what happens next.”

  My brain attempted to send warning signals that my body ignored. Leaning towards him we both closed our eyes once more. Holding ourselves a fraction of an inch away from each other I felt his warm breath on my lips. Holding back no more, I pressed my open mouth against his, sending my tongue to dance with his. My hand on the back of his head I ran my fingers through his hair, twirling his short locks, digging my fingernails into his scalp.

  His hands fast, he reached for my blouse. Unbuttoning rapidly he pushed the fabric to my shoulders, his fingers darting towards my tits. Lowering the white lace over my breasts he grabbed my nipples in his hands, before breaking our embrace to take one into his mouth. He sucked strongly, sending pleasure throughout my body. My dark nipples usually sensitive but never before this erect played with his tongue and he nibbled and teased.

  Standing he faced me. Dropping to my knees I dove into his crotch, unzipping him quickly. His already erect, white hard cock sprang towards me, begging for my mouth. My full lips kissed his head, my tongue sliding down his shaft as I warmed him up for my throat. Kissing the underside of his cock he panted, groaning, pleading for me to take him. Grabbing his meat in my hand I held it up while I licked his every inch, before taking him fully into my mouth. I sucked generously, holding nothing back as his hands ran down my back towards my drenched pussy.

  Lifting me up he pushed me back onto the kitchen table, opening my legs. He slid my panties down to my ankles, allowing my freshly shaved pink pussy to see him. It yearned for his cock, for his tongue, for his fingers. Kissing my calves and then my thighs he made his way towards his destination, his tongue tracing the outline of my pussy. A small but steady stream of my juice escaping from my folds he feasted upon me, swallowing my scent.

  Going straight for my clit he twirled it with his tongue while sending a finger into my pussy. Gently fucking me he licked my throbbing clit, sending me into a burst of expectant pleasure. As much as I loved the feel of him between my legs I knew that I needed his cock and I begged him for it.

  “Please” I begged. “Fuck me now!”

  He put his hands on my bent knees and positioned himself before me. His meaty dick pointed towards me I grasped it, pulling him towards me. Rubbing his head around my folds I could take no more, and directed it to its goal. With one leg now behind his ass I guided him into me, feeling his cock fill my channel. Buried to the hilt I held him there, not wanting to let go of my prize.

  Slowly he pulled out then immediately pushed himself into me, a shuddering assault that left me breathless. Deeper even than before he rammed his cock into my gaping pussy, stretching my very being.

  Faster and deeper he fucked me, sweat running down his chest to combine with my escaped nectar. His hammering taking us both to orgasm, he pulled out and sent his hot cum onto my stomach.

  Dressing silently we both grinned, knowing that we’d just done something that was quite wrong, but which felt quite right. Walking over to him I took his head in my hands, kissing his forehead tenderly.

  “I suppose it’s a good thing that you saw me the other night” I said with a smile. “That must have given you an idea of what you were getting.”

  “Come again?” he said. A smile still on his lips he had a quizzical look on his face.

  “The other night” I said - looking into his eyes. “My room. You saw me, right?”

  “Must have been a ghost” he said, as he brought me in for a hug. “Or my wife.”

  4

  Bonus Book!

  MY HUNG, WHITE, BILLIONAIRE BOSS

  By Denelle Sweets

  My life has pretty much come full circle. Here I am, standing outside of the office of my boss. He’s the CEO of a Fortune 500 company. I am his personal assistant - the person that you need to be friends with if you want to get close to him.

  It was surprising to everyone when he hired me. I had no experience, no training - no job. When I walked into the door of their downtown office I realized that I was also most likely the only black person in the building - apart from the security guard that is. I didn’t think that I had a chance of the job and to be honest, when I was sitting in his office, waiting for him to come in - I figured that I shouldn’t even bother putting in any effort.

  That was until I saw him. He swept into the room and walked confidently towards me, holding my slender black hand in his strong welcome.

  At that point, I’d never fucked a white guy. Never wanted to - never been attracted to them. I knew what I liked - I liked my brothers friends, my own type. I’ve really not got anything against white guys but I’ve never before met one that I wanted to get to know on an intimate level.

  Not until I met Mr. William Chesterfield Jr.

  I was shocked when he offered me the job - but so happy. I knew that I would just love working for him. He was so strong looking and sexy, but so enigmatic and confident, too. He had a way of making a room stop whenever he walked in - everyone turning to him, seeking his smile. For those first few weeks he made me feel like a million dollars, dropping little compliments, telling me that I smelled good or that my clothes made me look hot. He was never creepy, never giving me unwarranted attentions. I liked his comments, I sought them out. I never felt as though he was overstepping any boundaries because I didn’t want there to be any boundaries between us. I wanted him to notice me - as the weeks wore on I wanted him to want me as much as I wanted him.

  I didn’t have to wait too much longer. It was the last day of the fiscal year and he was working late. It was already nine o’clock in the evening when I lightly tapped on his door, and asked him if he needed me to fetch him a drink.

  “Camella!” he said, looking genuinely surprised to seem me. “You’re still here? You should have gone home hours ago!”

  I smiled at him, and took a couple of steps into his office. God I loved this room - understated yet pristine - professional, yet so warming.

  “I’ll stay for as long as you’re here” I said softly. “I’m here to serve.”

  “Careful” he said with a sly grin. I loved that grin of his - his dimples burst from his face and seemed to resonate deep within me. “I could go crazy with that level of power.”

  “Ha” I said, crossing my legs and looking to the floor. I’ve never been too confident, not where guys are concerned. Not with him though… William always seemed to make me feel at ease. “It’s not power if it’s what I want, right?”

  He stood, cocking his head - looking straight towards me. He looked part confused, part intrigued, part horny. Suddenly those words had been spoken, suddenly we both knew where we stood.

  He took a couple of steps back from his desk, and walked behind me. He closed the door while I stepped further into his room. My heart fluttering, my legs like jelly.

  I made it to his desk without tripping or falling, amazingly. Knowing what I wanted, knowing what I wanted him to do.

  Standing against his desk, f
eeling the hard wood against my stomach - I looked out over his room. Everything seemed so peaceful, so serene. The temperature in the room seemed to drop by a few degrees, the wind whistling in through the open window - sending some of his paperwork fluttering across the floor.

  My eyes followed the pages as they flew across the room - my attentions taken away from my boss for the first time - I was unaware that he was walking behind me until I felt his hot breath on my neck.

  “I’ve wanted you for so long” he said, sending a shiver up my spine. “I can’t help myself. I know I shouldn’t want you… but I can’t stop myself.”

  I arched my back, breathing slowly - not wanting to be easy but wanting to show him that I felt the same way about him. My skin bristling wherever his breath hit me, my pussy starting to wetten - my desire so high for him.

  “I know” I whispered, my voice shaking, my nipples starting to harden through my thin shirt. My legs instinctively opening, my stance altering - my hands gripping onto his desk as I realized that I was about to reveal to him how I felt. “I do too. I want you William. I want you to take me. I want to taste you.”

  I turned, coming face to face with him. The silence in the room was deafening, our eyes locked as a thousand unspoken words flowed between us.

  “Kiss me” he said in that sexy, husky voice of his. “Take me. Make me yours.”

  I placed my hands on his chest, feeling his short breaths - running my fingernails down the buttons of his shirt. This man, this wonderful man was putty in my hands - his eyes watching my hands before meeting my gaze as I leaned into him, my mouth open to meet his.

  Our tongues met, a wonderful and toxic mixture of emotions colliding as our muscles met - licking and slurping, biting and caressing - tasting, feeling each other. His hands grasping at my back, moving slowly to my ass as I held his head in my hands, pulling him closer to me.

  I gasped as his hands reached my ass, kneading my flesh gently through my skirt - pulling my cheeks apart. His passion intense as our lips smacked against each other, our tongues reaching deep into our mouths. I wanted him so badly as his fingers gripped onto me, my pussy gushing as I pushed my groin onto his - feeling his hard cock through his clothing.

  Clothing that was fast becoming very inconvenient.

  I broke from his mouth, kissing his cheeks, his chin - still cradling his head in my hands as I began to allow my legs to buckle - as I began to slide down his body. His hands rising up my body as I lowered myself down his - feeling his fingers grasp at my clothing as I sank. He grabbed the fabric of my shirt and tugged it over my head as I reached my destination - kneeling on the floor, now topless - faced with his groin.

  I placed my hands on his stiffness, feeling his pulsating cock through his pants. He felt so thick, so hard - so ready for my wet mouth. Unzipping him carefully, my eyes rising to meet his - I placed my slender fingers inside his opening, feeling for my prize.

  He groaned a soft moan as I pulled his thick white cock away from his pants, allowing it to bob in front of my mouth. I looked in wonder at it for a moment, allowing the glistening head to mesmerize me - to tease me. Grabbing his thick shaft with my left hand I brought my right to his balls - stroking his length while pulling at his sack. Making him even harder - even thicker, even more ready for me. Not that I could wait any longer myself, of course. This thick cock needed to me inside of my mouth. I needed to taste him.

  I brought him closer to my mouth, allowing my tongue to finally touch on this cock that I had been dreaming about for so long. He tasted so fucking good, so masculine - my pussy practically flooding my panties as I licked his length - rolling around his head and his entire stiffness - nestling in his balls. I took one in my mouth fully and sucked gently, rolling it around my willing mouth as his hands moved to the back of my head.

  My tongue knew no bounds, it knew no stopping as I ran my lips around his cock, his balls, his inner thigh. Treating myself to an appetizer before starting on the main course. Running my tongue around his soft, fat head I opened wide and fed his entirely into my mouth - feeling his hard cock hitting the sides of my cheeks, rushing past my teeth and down my throat as my saliva coated him.

  His strong fingers gripped the back of my head as he fed his thick, long cock into me - I could feel myself gag on his huge dick as he face fucked me - knowing that he was now using me as his little slut turned me on so much. His thick cock ran back and forth in my mouth, filling me completely as my hands ran down my body, seeking out my neglected cunt.

  My pussy was so wet, so open for my fingers. I pushed my hands into my skirt, pressing the warm fabric of my panties - already soaked - against my clit, rubbing myself gently - sending shots of pleasure throughout my body. Gorging on his cock while I rubbed myself, entirely lost in the moment as I pleasured my man.

  “Oh fuck” he gasped, his balls swinging as he pushed his cock deeper down my throat. “Just like that you little whore, take it! Take all of my cock!”

  My lips butting against his pubic hairs as his balls slapped against my chin, I felt his dick strengthen even more in my mouth. As good as it was to taste him, I knew that I wanted more from him. As much as I wanted him to cum in my mouth, to feel his hot cum on my tits and my face, I wanted him to fuck me first.

  I pulled away from his swaying cock, kissing it all over, holding his shaft upwards as I ran my tongue along the length of his shaft once more, this time keeping my momentum as I kissed his belly, rolling my tongue around his button - sliding my body upwards along his. As my chest reached his mouth he grabbed onto my sides, pulling me closer to him. As my head flew back he buried his head into my chest, his tongue darting around my chest until he found his goal. Taking one of my nipples into his mouth he sucked strongly, sending a positive charge of sexual energy from my breasts to my brain.

  “Fuck” I groaned, “God that’s amazing!”

  He bit down gently on my teat, rolling my nipple around in his mouth as I moved my head to his. Taking my hands to the back of his head I lowered my mouth - pulling his head back to kiss him once more. Our tongues dancing with each other, a single stream of our mixed saliva bridged our mouths, my tongue lapping it up as I moved in again to kiss him. We were so close, so entwined in each other - my hands lifting my skirt and pulling my panties to one side as I lifted my ass onto his desk.

  My legs wide, I wrapped my man and pulled him closer to me. His stiff cock pressing against my pussy, teasing me, playing with my clit as I tugged his shirt, begging him to enter me.

  “Please” I urged him. “Please fuck me William, please - let me feel you!”

  He looked at me straight in the eye, letting his thick cock play with my clit - making me squirm as he teased me. Grabbing my thighs he held me open, my pussy trying to reach for his cock - trying to suck it inside of me.

  He held my legs wide, gripping my flesh as his cock began to push against the opening of my pussy. My breathing shallow as I stared into his eyes, his desire to fuck me as clear as my own desire to be fucked. Without a single word passing between us he clenched his buttocks and pressed his cock inside of me - stretching my tight pussy as he slowly eased himself in.

  I gasped, immediately sensing that my pussy was wrapping itself around his cock - instantly satisfied with his dick in me. Feeling every inch of him pass through the barriers of my innocence, feeling his wide girth stretching my pussy so widely, so fully - so completely. He pressed his dick into me until it buried itself to the hilt, twitching inside of me. I could feel every inch, every pulsation of his cock as he held himself inside of me - making me groan, making me writhe as he teased me - holding himself perfectly still.

  “Oh fuck” I gasped, my mouth wide open - my nipples so erect. “Oh fuck you’re so fucking big!”

  He smiled, a sweet smile considering that he was balls deep in my pussy. With a short breath he withdrew slowly, my pussy wanting to grab hold of his cock and bring it back to me. Suddenly his grip around my thighs increased, almost painful - as he slammed h
is might into me with a swift movement that took my breath away.

  “Oh fuck yes! William yes! Fucking hell yes!”

  Quickly he slammed into me, ramming his thickness into me - pushing his cock deeper than before, stretching me, filling me entirely. I rocked on his desk, my hands flying backwards and trying to grip on to something - anything! as he fucked me faster and deeper. His paperwork flying from his desk and into the air as I kept my legs wrapped around his waist but leaned backwards - fully his on his desk - my pussy struggling to contain his massive cock. His hands on my waist gripped me as he thrust into my defenseless cunt, moving to my tits which he held strongly, my nipples poking through his fingers - a single drop of sweat from his forehead landing on my chest as he plunged his thickness into me. His back arching as he fucked me, one hand on my breasts, the other now moving to my head where his palm spread across my face, allowing his middle finger into my mouth to play with my tongue.

  “Jesus” he gasped as he threw his dick inside me. “You’re so fucking tight!”

  I bucked on his desk, feeling the wood grain on my ass as he fucked me - totally in control as I felt an orgasm approach. I held my legs tightly around his waist and made him hold his cock inside of me as my pussy walls contracted around him - holding him as I rocked my own body on his desk - cumming on his dick as I screamed his name.

  “William!” I gasped. “Fuck William! Yes! Like that! Oh fuck William I’m cumming!”

  His hands all over my body as I came, I felt his cock begin to twitch inside of me. Was he going to cum too? Was this moment about to end here?

  Not if I had anything to do with it. I released my grip on his waist - freeing his dick from my increasingly raw pussy and flipped over, sending more of his papers scurrying from his desk. His hand slapped my ass as I lifted my waist, giving him a fresh position. My left hand gripping onto the far edge of the desk as I slid my hand underneath my body, parting my pussy lips with two fingers while rubbing my clit with my thumb, waiting for his cock to enter once more.