Interracial Romance: Gay Romance: Bound By His Own Desires (MMM Endowed Black Men Bondage Threesome Romance) (A Billionaire's Freedom Book 3)

by Dayna, Bethany

  She let out a breath of disbelief, eyes wide, as she took in the massive black cock in front of her. It was easily close to a foot long and thicker than she could have imagined. She looked up at him, eyes still wide, and gulped. His expression looked like one worn by someone who was used to this type of reaction. She was not surprised, given his monstrous size was definitely out of the ordinary. He rolled the condom onto his cock before sitting on the coffee table, right across from her and between her legs. She swallowed hard, noticing the tip of his cock was not that far from her slit just because of its sheer length. He patted her legs so she took them off the coffee table then grabbed her wrists to pull her off the couch and toward him. “Think you can ride me?” She looked down at him and back down at his cock. She would sure try to. She straddled him and had barely started lowering her body when she felt the tip of his cock bump against her wet slit. She gasped and jumped back up, shocked at the contact. Though she knew he was huge, she somehow had not registered how soon she would feel him.

  He firmly grabbed her hip with one of his hands, guiding her down, while his other hand was wrapped around the middle of his shaft. She felt his head rub against her slit but this time she pushed down so the top of his cock entered her. He groaned and she whined. Even just the tip was larger than anything she had ever had inside of her. “I’m not sure how I’m going to handle you,” she breathed out.

  He smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I’ve never been with a woman who can have me penetrate her entirely. Just take what you can.”

  She slid down an inch more. He groaned at the feeling of her tight, hot hole taking in more of his monster black cock. She moved her body back up and then down again, this time taking in some more of his length. It took a few tries until she had taken in a little over half his cock. She held tightly onto his shoulders and gasped out, “Can’t take more. You’re so fucking huge. So fucking thick.” Jeremy just nodded and stroked the rest of his shaft with his hand, enjoying how she moved her body up and down, his cock sliding easily in her extremely wet pussy. He looked down and went crazy at the sight of his huge, dark cock stretching out her light pink pussy.

  She began to move up and down faster, gaining more confidence a she went along. He loved the way her boobs looked in her shirt as her body moved but he wanted to see them out or at least in her bra. He moved his hand from her hip to the buttons on her shirt and hastily undid them, exposing her red bra. It looked extremely sexy against her gold-tinted white skin. He groaned again and nuzzled between her cleavage, enjoying the tops of her boobs bouncing around his face with her movement. He stuck out his tongue to lick the exposed areas of her chest as she continued to pick up the pace, contracting her pelvic muscles as she went along. Pretty soon, he was bucking his hips up in timing with her lowering her hips. This caused him to go into her deeper. She whimpered and bit down on his shoulder. He pulled back and slowed but she breathed out not to. “It’s okay, fuck, it’s just a lot. But don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

  He moved his hips up again, this time angling his aim differently and hitting a different spot in her. She moaned a bit too loudly before biting down on his shoulder again. He continued to thrust upward and, soon enough, felt the climax hit him. His hips jerked and he grasped her waist tightly as he came. As soon as he finished, he moved her off him and collapsed onto the couch. He motioned for her to straddle her and, as she did, he inserted three fingers into her while rubbing her clit with his thumb. He was determined to give her a second orgasm and knew she was already close. It was not long before her body stiffened up and she bucked her hips against his hand, collapsing next to him on the couch right afterward.

  The two sat there panting for a couple minutes, completely silent otherwise. Finally, when they seemed to be breathing normally, Jeremy spoke up. “That’s not exactly what I had in mind when I said I like to get to know my employees on a more personal level.”

  Michelle glanced over at him. She quickly shut down the panic that rose up in her. She was not the one who had initiated it, after all, so he could not place the blame on her. Though this was not really the kind of thing to play the blame game with. She sighed and said, “That’s not what I thought you meant.”

  “Sometimes people get carried away, including me. But I guess I really did help you ease up on that tension.”

  “Oh yeah,” she said with a laugh. She stood up weakly to retrieve her panties from the armchair across her. She sunk onto the chair and pulled them on. She leaned back and closed her eyes, not bothering to button up her shirt. Rubbing her forehead she said, “My boss is rough. It’s the start of the day and he’s already worn me out.”

  Jeremy laughed as he stood up to dispose of the condom and wipe himself off before closing up his pants. He sunk onto the chair behind his desk and looked over at Michelle, still leaning back on the armchair. He marveled at how sexy she looked like that, with her heaving chest partially exposed. He could not deny she was an absolute knockout and she had taken him like a champ. “It’s your first day, I think he’ll cut you a bit of slack.”

  She sat up and started buttoning her shirt. She pushed herself up and off the chair to begin arranging her clothes, making sure it looked as pristine as when she had walked into the office. “Mirror?” He opened a cabinet door for her and she immediately got to fixing up her hair. In just a couple minutes, there was absolutely no evidence of what they had been doing. “Alright, Mr. Jones, I have to get back to work. Let me know if you need any more special jobs done.”

  Michelle walked out of his office, purposefully swaying her hips, leaving him with his lurid thoughts about the days ahead with his new assistant.

  --THE END--

  Handy Man: Plugging the Hole

  “What the hell?”

  Davon looked up at his ceiling in search of the source of water drops that had just landed on his coffee table. It did not take long to locate. There, directly above the center of the small table, was a puddle on the ceiling letting off drops a couple at a time. He sighed, knowing his upstairs neighbor must have a leak of some kind. He had only seen her a handful of times but had never actually talked to her past obligatory introductions. She seemed nice but there was never really an incentive to talk. Though many would consider her being smoking hot incentive enough, Davon had simply shrugged it off. It was likely to create an awkward living situation if he made an unsuccessful pass at her or something messy went down between them.

  He sighed again, standing up after deciding he should go check to see what was going on. Not only was it affecting him and his apartment, she might need helping sorting it out. It was pretty late, after all, and getting a plumber at this hour would be difficult and costly. He hoped it was something they could manage to stall until morning. He walked upstairs and knocked on the door.

  “Shit! It’s open,” said an agitated voice from inside. Davon opened the door just enough to look in and announce his presence.

  “Hi, it’s Davon. Your neighbor from downstairs?”

  “Yeah, oh yeah. Come on in, sorry, my hands are-” she stopped talking mid-sentence as she grappled with her sink. It was spouting water all over the place and she was attempting to stop it. He rushed over to her and tried to help but they needed something else to soak up water and plug the hole. He quickly ripped his shirt clean over his head and stuck in the hole, effectively stopping the flow of water. She let out a sigh of relief, hands resting against the counter. She looked up at him and said, “Thank you so much. That should hold until morning, right?”

  “Hope so,” he said. He looked down at his wet body then over at her. It was only then that he noticed she was wearing a small nightgown that was completely soaked and clinging to her body. He could see her breasts through it and her pink boy-short underwear. Her long, red hair was dripping and there was not one part of her that was dry. She must have been fighting this for a while. He gulped and looked away, although all he wanted was to keep staring. She looked incredibly sexy and he felt his erection begin t
o grow.

  She did not stop looking at him, catching the way his eyes hungrily took in her soaking body. As he looked away from her, his face red, she took the opportunity to look at his exposed chest and torso. He was lean but muscular with well-defined abs, his dark skin now shining from the water that had sprayed on him from the broken faucet. She swallowed, realizing she was enjoying looking at him as much as he had enjoyed looking at her. She looked down at her own body, and noticed her could pretty much see everything through her miniscule and now soaked nightgown.

  She shrugged and said, “Well there’s no point in having this on now,” before taking off her nightgown in one sweeping motion. Davon gaped at her. His eyes wandered down to her large, creamy breasts. They were round and fell just the right amount for their weight. He looked down to her tight stomach and then her pink panties that he wanted so much to take off. He could not believe she had just done that. What was he supposed to do now? How was he supposed to react? He racked his brain to remember her name she had told him when she first moved in. Olivia.

  “Olivia,” he said, throat dry.

  She simply raised an eyebrow at him, smirk firmly in place. He loved the way her white skin looked, especially with her red hair, dark from being soaked, was plastered against it. The contrast was insanely sexy. Her eyes wandered down to his very obvious bulge and she bit her lower lip. She reached out to unbutton and unzip his jeans. He slid them off, along with his boxers, exposing his hard and massive cock. She openly stared at it. Her hand reached out and she began to stroke it while her other hand slipped under the waistband of her panties. She began rubbing herself as she stroked him, her breathing growing heavy as each second passed. He simply stood there, somewhat dumbfounded, at what was happening. Her hand looked especially small and pale against his massive, dark cock.

  “Mmm I love your big, black cock,” she said seductively.

  His eyes widened and he continuing simply looking at her. This was all so unexpected he surely had to be dreaming. But when she dropped to her knees and flicked the head of his cock with the tip of her tongue, he knew the sensation was far too real to be part of a dream. She licked around his head in circles, licking up the slit before going down to the base and licking from there to the vey tip. He groaned and grabbed onto the countertop for added balance. She then took the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked gently while wrapping a hand around the base of it. She began stroking him up and down as she took in the top part of his cock and sucked. She pressed her tongue against it and took about half his cock in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, sucking on him while she continued to stroke. She flexed her wrist back and forth as she moved her hand up and down his shaft, making him groan again because of how good it felt.

  After a few minutes, she stood up and wiped her lips before kissing him fervently. She grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom. Without caring she was still wet, she hopped onto the bed. She lifted up her hips and wriggled her pink panties off, something of a struggle due to them clinging to her wet skin. She then motioned with her finger for him to climb onto the bed. She patted the space next to her so he climbed on and then flipped over onto his back. She immediately straddled him, just above his erection, so it ended up rubbing up against her ass. She smirked and wiggled her ass to tease him before grabbing both his hands and putting them on her chest. He immediately began to fondle her boobs, enjoying how plush they felt in his hands. She made a delicious “mmm” sound as she let her head drop, eyes closed, clearly enjoying the feeling. She then pushed her body up, supported by her knees, and grabbed his cock near the head. She positioned it at her entrance. He thought he might blow just from feeling her wet heat on the tip of his cock but, luckily, he did not.

  She slowly guided the head of his cock and his upper shaft into her hole, breathing out heavily as she did so. He groaned loudly at the feeling of initial penetration, not letting up on fondling her boobs. She continued to hold his cock as she moved her hips up and down the part that was already inside her. She then grabbed one of his hands and replaced hers. He moved it down to the base of his cock and she dropped her hips lower, taking in more of his length. He groaned again, this time louder than before, as he felt her tight pussy clench around his fat cock. As she moved her hips up and down, he caught a glimpse of his black cock, glistening from her juices. She began to move her body faster but did not allow him to penetrate deeper. As soon as she started rubbing her clit, her body went rigid and her pelvic muscles clamped around his cock. She moaned loudly as the first orgasm hit her and he grunted, his hips moving up and down to the rhythm of her movement, thinking he might cum from all the sensation.

  When she finished, she dropped her body down, only managing to hold it up by supporting herself with her hands on his shoulders. She arched her back and dropped her hips lower so she was now pushing against his hand still at the base of his cock. “Move it,” she gasped out between her heavy panting. He immediately did and felt her slide all the way down on his cock. He let out his loudest groan yet and she moaned even louder, eyes shut tight. She moved up and down slowly, each time go all the way to the base of his cock, taking in his entire length. She did not stop moaning the entire time. Eventually, he began to buck his own hips with her rhythm, going in even deeper than before. She started riding him faster and faster, her moans becoming loud cries of pleasure.

  He swiftly flipped her onto her back and immediately began to pound into her, hard and fast. She cried out, this time in a mix of pain and pleasure, but urged him not to stop. “Oh, yes, fuck me hard with your giant, black cock!” She did not bother to keep her voice down, something that turned him on even more than he already was.

  “Fuck, I’m about to cum,” he warned her. He was about to pull out when she waved her hands to stop him and said it was okay for him to finish. He thrust in as far and hard as he could right as he blew his load inside her. She furiously rubbed her clit as he fondled her breasts and her second orgasm came not long after. He slipped out of her and sat at the edge of the bed, catching his breath. She continued to lie there next to him, panting.

  A couple minutes later, once they were both breathing normally, he felt a hand on his shoulder. She was sitting next to him but, pretty soon, her hand was pushing him back onto the bed. He looked up at her curiously. She went down on her knees and took his flaccid cock into her mouth, sucking hard. She then lessened the pressure and moved her head up and down, helping to hold up his cock with her hand. He began breathing heavily as his erection came back, completely taken by surprise once again. As soon as he was fully erect, she wasted no time in straddling him and slipping his whole cock into her. She bounced up and down the length of his cock, her creamy breasts bouncing along, driving him crazy.

  She then stood up and walked to the foot of the bed. Placing her hands on the edge, she bent over and said, “Come fuck me from behind.” Though he was, yet again, surprised by her he wasted no time in scrambling off the bed and hurrying over to her. He positioned himself behind her and rubbed the head of his cock along her very wet slit before ramming his entire length into her. The force of it pushed her body forward. Her arms bent and she collapsed onto the bed, ass still sticking up. He grabbed onto her hips and thrust in and out of her, more gently than he had started, giving her time to push herself up. Once she was balanced, she looked at him over her shoulder and said, “Fuck me hard with that massive black cock of yours.”

  He rammed into her again but she was prepared for it this time and did not fall over. He pounded into her, harder and deeper than before, and she was crying out loudly with each thrust. He was grunting louder than he thought too and, soon enough, he was already reaching climax. He came inside her and the mixture of her lubrication and his load made her pussy extra slippery. He continued to pound her before his erection went down, reaching one hand around to play with her clit. He managed to bring her to orgasm before his cock went flaccid and he pulled out. She collapsed onto the bed, panting loudly, her body glist
ening with sweat, her own juices, and cum. He dropped to the floor and spread out, feeling exhausted.

  After a few minutes, she sat up. He sat up and looked at her, glad to see a satisfied look on her face. “Well, this certainly was not what I was expecting when I came up her to help.”

  She let out a breathy laugh. It was free and genuine. He was surprised to find he was more attracted to her now than before. He found he wanted to get to know her and continue having sex with her but with the possibility of dating. How brazen she was, her confidence, her free and genuine laugh all appealed greatly to him. This was definitely more than he bargained for. He wondered if she might feel the same way.

  “Well, safe to say you certainly did help.”

  He laughed too. She was easy to talk to. So many people would feel awkward in this situation or just not know what to do next. She was a natural at everything.

  “You can go take a shower. Or go back and shower at your place, since it’s just downstairs. Either way,” she stood up and grabbed her robe from a hook next to her closet. She pulled open the linen closet and pulled out a couple towels before turning to look at him.

  “I think I’ll just go back and shower at my place. But thanks,” he said as he pushed himself up off the ground. As soon as he stood up, it really hit him just how tired he was. After all, he had gone two rounds in a row with Olivia. That was pretty exhausting. “I’d like to hang out sometime, if that’s okay.”