Interracial Desires: BWWM Multicultural Romance Box Set

by Tamara Black

  “Yeah, why? The party is there? That place is nasty.”

  “No, it’s not there, but the house is on that street right next door to the factory.”

  I nodded, still confused and unsure of where we were headed exactly. At the same time, adrenaline and serotonin spread through my body. Unlike my set schedule and routine back at college, this was unknown and exciting at the same time. When we reached Oak Street, which was a couple streets over, she started walking faster, dragging me behind her as I struggled to keep up.

  As soon as we entered the house, I wanted to run. Three couples were making out in the living room. Miranda took my hand and led me through the room. We headed to the back. After just a few steps, I smelled marijuana. In a back room, three guys in shorts with no shirts sat on a couch sharing a water bong. Even worse, the one on the left was Josh, my stepbrother!

  He looked at me, but he didn’t say anything. Miranda giggled and walked over to them to take a hit from the bong. I heard Lil Wayne singing a song I didn’t recognize as I stared at my stepbrother without a shirt. Even though he was an asshole and I hated him, I had to admit he had a hot body. Without a job, he spend a lot of time on his body.

  “What’s up, Shanice,” Josh said, laughing. “You here to smoke out with the bad boys?”

  “The little boys? What did you say?”

  “I knew it. You’re too afraid to smoke with the adults. College girl ain’t got what it takes.”

  His buddies laughed, which pissed me off. I walked forward and grabbed the pink bong from Miranda. She handed me a lighter. I lit the pot in the bowl and sucked. The pink plastic tube filled with white smoke. When it was full, I took my finger off the hole and inhaled. I held my breath in as I passed the bong back to Miranda.

  “Damn, college girl is a stoner too,” Josh said then laughed again.

  “Shut-up, loser,” I said, wishing I had a better comeback.

  Miranda laughed. “That’s pretty lame, Sha.”

  “Don’t call me that,” I hissed, but it was too late.

  “Sha, I like the sound of that,” Josh said then stood up and walked over to me.

  His naked chest stopped inches from my breasts as he stared into my eyes. Their brilliant blue color made me wish he wasn’t my asshole stepbrother.

  “You gonna party with us all day?”

  “Yeah.”

  “And all night?”

  “Sure.”

  He snorted then walked out of the room. I leaned against the wall, waiting for the bong to make its way back around to me. After three bowls, Miranda and I had gotten to know Brad and Tom a lot better, which was unfortunate. They had really hot bodies, but they were dumb as bricks. I kept giving Miranda “the look” – a signal we’d come up with together to discretely let the other known it was time to leave.

  “Miranda, I’m heading out,” I said finally.

  She looked up from the couch. Nestled between the two muscle bound knuckleheads, she looked like a college girl herself – especially with her outfit that matched mine. As soon as she smiled, I realized I was in for a long night. While I could leave, I wouldn’t hear the end of it all summer. My first night back last year had turned into an epic party, and she wanted to try to top it.

  “You guys got anything to drink?” I asked, resigned to my fate.

  “That’s a good idea.”

  Miranda slapped the two jocks on their thick thighs, resulting in a loud noise and their heads turning to her as she stood up. They both continued to stare at her round, shapely ass as she walked over to me. After a quick peck on my cheek, she led me out of the room. The kitchen was empty, but she opened the refrigerator as if she was at home.

  “Damn, woman. Rude much?” I laughed.

  “It’s an open house. It’s cool. Everything is shared here.”

  She giggled again as she pulled a cheap bottle of red wine out of the refrigerator. After twisting off the cap – it was that bad – she took a swig straight from the bottle then passed it to me.

  “It’s no Boone’s Farm, but it’ll have to do until later this afternoon during the alcohol run.”

  “I’m not going to get drunk,” I said.

  “Whatever, bitch. Drink up. We’re having fun. You’re back home!”

  Reluctantly, I took a swig of the cheap, bitter wine. As I passed it back to Miranda, I wondered about my stepbrother. Is he going to be at the party all day? Why can’t he put on a fucking shirt? The more wine I drank, the more I became relaxed. Halfway through the bottle, Josh strode back in and opened the refrigerator. He took out a beer then opened it and took a drink.

  “I don’t see how you can drink that nasty wine,” he said, nodding toward the bottle in my hand.

  “It’s all your broke ass friends can afford, apparently,” I snapped back.

  He shook his head from side to side. “Whatever. There’s an alcohol run later. Put your money where your mouth is…”

  “Where do you want her to put her mouth?” Miranda said then giggled as I punched her in the arm.

  “She’s a big girl. She can suck whatever she want,” he said then turned and left the room.

  Miranda’s eyes opened wide. She covered her hand with her mouth. “Damn. Did your stepbrother just say he wants you to suck him off?”

  “He’s my stepbrother, Miranda. We can’t.”

  “What? You totally could, and it would be totally hot. Trust me.”

  “Have you done it with him?”

  She ran out of the room without giving an answer. I followed her into the living room. Four couple were now making out in various states of undress throughout the room. The new couple was Miranda and Josh, my stepbrother. I stared at them, wanting to get angry, but something strange happened. The sight of them making out turned me on.

  I blushed and rushed out of the room, heading back to the smoke room. Brad and Tom were still on the couch, but their attention was focused on the television screen and some stupid video game. As they played, I grabbed the pot tray and sat down in a recliner. With the silver tray on my lap, I packed another bowl. When I was done, I returned the tray to the coffee table.

  Surprised the two guys hadn’t said anything about me breaking into the weed, I put the bowl back into the bong. Some other rap song I didn’t know blared from speakers somewhere. The sound was mixed with that of the guns and screaming from the video game. It was a strange combination. I took a long, deep hit then sat back in the chair.

  As I smoked, I thought about what I’d just seen in the living room. Miranda had talked about my stepbrother before, but I couldn’t see them being a couple at first. The more I thought about it, the more I realized they were probably perfect together. What I couldn’t figure out was why seeing my stepbrother make out with my best friend turned me on so much.

  After I cashed a bowl on my own, I realized I couldn’t hide out in the smoking room with the video game boys all day. With a sigh, I stood and made my way back into the living room. To my surprise, I didn’t see Josh or Miranda. I checked in the kitchen, but they weren’t in there either. I walked back into the make-out session.

  “Anyone seen Josh?” I asked.

  “They went upstairs,” some guy I didn’t know said.

  “Thanks.”

  I headed up the stairs slowly. With each step I took, my heart started racing faster. If I know what’s going on upstairs, why the hell am I going? I asked myself. No answers arrived to stop me from putting one foot in front of the other. When I reached the landing, I peered down a carpeted hallway. I saw four doors, all of them closed.

  Then I heard a moan. Miranda! I thought, like I was Nancy Drew and I’d just caught her stealing a diamond as big as my head. I rushed down the hall toward the sounds. When I reached the door, I stopped with my hand on the handle. Should I go in? I quickly weighed the pros and cons in my mind. Then, because of the week and cheap wine, I opened the door.

  My eyes opened wide as I saw Josh and Miranda naked in a king sized bed. She was between
his legs and sucking his dick. They both looked at me when I burst in. Time slowed down like it does at the scene of an accident. When I saw his huge, white cock, I couldn’t look away. I only had a moment to decide what to do. After a split second decision, I shut the door behind me.

  I smiled at them. “Hey, guys. Partying without me?”

  “Miranda, what the fuck are you doing in here? Get out. I’m busy,” Josh snapped.

  “Hold on, cowboy. This is getting interesting.”

  Miranda motioned me over with her head. Transfixed on my stepbrother’s penis, I moved toward the bed, my feet sliding across the wood floor. Josh sat up for a moment, but he fell back to the bed when my best friend slipped his cock back into her mouth. As I watched, transfixed, I stripped off my dress. Josh stared at me the whole time.

  When the dress was on the floor and I stood in front of them naked, I reached down and touched myself, still unsure if I was going to join in. College years are all about experimentation I thought, trying to convince myself to go all the way with the two very sexy people on the bed. A couple months before winter semester ended, a girl in my dorm had gone down on me once while we were studying.

  Other than that brief encounter – which was hot as hell – I’d never been with a woman before. In my mind, starting with Miranda made a lot of sense. I’ll just do it once, I told myself as I watched them on the bed. If I do it, I’ll be able to stop fantasizing about sleeping with my stepbrother. While he was an asshole, his muscular body had turned me on the first time I saw him.

  “Come here,” Miranda ordered.

  I crawled into bed next to my stepbrother. His cock looked even larger up close. Miranda put her hand on the back of my head and pulled me down to her level. As the tip of his dick slipped past my lips, I reached out and pinched one of his nipples tightly. He cried out then moaned as I continued. I’d sucked cocks before, but this was different somehow.

  “Suck your stepbrother,” Miranda cooed.

  She bent down and started to lick his shaft as I sucked him. When I pulled my head back, she kissed me on the mouth. My stepbrother’s warm, wet precum coated my tongue as she pushed hers against mine. Our tongues danced and played for a moment before moving back to my stepbrother’s cock. Her hand pushed my head down on his cock. I took as much of it as I could before moving back up.

  I got so turned on by sucking him off, I straddled his body and lowered my pussy toward his face. He didn’t complain as he started to lick me with his tongue. I rode his face, my breasts pressed against his chiseled chest. I kept sucking him too, only taking breaks for a moment or two to kiss Miranda on the mouth. The weed and alcohol alone couldn’t account for what was happening.

  Josh grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me down. My pussy slid back and forth across his mouth. Miranda pushed me up then climbed onto his cock. I sat up, Josh still licking my slit, sticking his tongue inside me, poking me in the best way possible. Fuck Facebook. This was so much better. As Miranda lowered herself on his cock, she leaned forward and hugged me.

  We kissed again, our lips and tongues exploring as if it was the very first time we were kissing. I’d admired her body before, but I’d never dreamed I’d be in the same bed with her and my stepbrother. Her hands grabbed my breasts as she bounced up and down. When I looked down at his cock sliding into her tight, wet hole, it took me over the edge.

  I cried out as an orgasm washed over my entire body, centered on my clitoris. Josh continued sucking my sensitive flesh, so I slipped off of him. Miranda stayed on his dick, fucking him fast and furious. She leaned forward, rubbing her breasts on his chest. As I watched them, he turned and stared directly into my eyes. His face was full of lust and love – the perfect mix.

  As my best friend rode my stepbrother, I bent down and kissed him on the lips. His hands wrapped around me. Is he more interested in me than her? I wondered as I enjoyed his talented tongue. Miranda screamed out. I turned to see a faraway look on her face. When she opened her eyes, she looked at me and smiled, still riding up and down on his dick.

  “Let’s get him off together,” I said, surprised at myself.

  She climbed off his dick, and we both moved to suck his throbbing cock. He was about to burst. When he finally popped, his cum shot out of the tip and flew up into the air, landing on his chest. It was soon followed by another spurt of his thick, creamy seed. His cock throbbed as I gripped it tightly and tugged him a few more times, making sure it was all out.

  Josh smiled at us. “Damn, ladies. Two is nicer than one.”

  “Why do you always have to be an asshole?” I asked, glaring at him.

  Both Josh and Miranda peered at me like I was crazy.

  “What’s wrong?” Miranda asked.

  “I don’t know. I have to go.”

  I got off the bed. They watched as I dressed. “I need a drink,” I said.

  “I’ll come with you,” Miranda said, getting up.

  Josh stayed in bed, stretching to get a pack of cigarettes off the nightstand. I left the bedroom without waiting for Miranda. She joined me in the kitchen a moment later.

  “What’s up?” she asked.

  “I don’t know. What just happened? Did I fuck my stepbrother?”

  Just as I said the last part, some bearded guy walked in and said, “Alcohol run. You want anything?”

  “You have money?” Miranda asked me then turned to the man. “Hold on a sec.”

  I sighed and pulled the twenty I kept hidden behind my belt. She snatched it from my hand and gave it to the man.

  “Get some decent red. Like eight dollar a bottle good.”

  He tilted his head in confusion. “That good, huh?”

  “Hey, it’s better than that shit you guys got in the fridge. Two bottles and a pack of smokes.”

  She waved him away then turned to me. I laughed. It’s not the end of the world. It was just a one-time thing to experiment… While I kept telling myself that it was all just for fun, I couldn’t stop thinking about Josh as a person. He had a great body and an amazing cock, but ever since I went away to college, he’d been on my mind, like all the time.

  “I think I’m in love with my stepbrother,” I said as I leaned against the kitchen sink.

  “Whatever. We just party fucked. It’s not big thing.”

  “No, I’m being serious. I’ve been thinking about him a lot lately. I tried to tell myself I hated him, but deep down I know he cares about me.”

  As I waited for Miranda to identify with me and my feelings, I realized we were different. While we’d been friends in our younger years, our lives were headed in opposite directions. I hated to admit it, but my parents were right. She was a bad influence on me. With no responsibilities in life and a desire to party as much as possible, sleeping with Josh was no big thing to her.

  On the other hand, the realization of my love for him hit me. Did I fuck up any chance of having a real relationship with Josh? The question popped in my mind. Miranda took off toward the smoking room in the back of the house. I didn’t follow her. Instead, I headed back upstairs, hoping to catch Josh alone so we could talk.

  When I reached the bedroom where I’d fucked my stepbrother of another color, I stopped and took a deep breath before opening the door. Once inside, I closed it behind me. Josh was still lying on the bed. He turned to look at me and smiled. All of a sudden, I didn’t know what to say. My thoughts and feelings about the situation were still being sorted out in my mind.

  “You come back for round two?”

  “Don’t be an asshole, Josh. We need to talk.”

  I walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge of the mattress. He reached out and scratched my back, which felt incredible. I had a desire to get naked and jump in the sack with him, but I resisted the feelings as his fingers continued to work their magic. The room smelled of sex and stale cigarettes, which helped my calm myself.

  “What’s up?” he asked in a more serious voice.

  “I know you don’t believe this proba
bly, but ever since you came into my life, I’ve had feelings for you.”

  “I’ve had feelings for you too,” he said then smirked.

  “Stop. I’m trying to be serious. Your life is a mess. If we were to have a relationship, you’d have to get your shit together. I won’t have you pulling me down to your level.”

  “Relationship? Who said I wanted to be in a relationship? You busted in here and joined the action on your own.”

  That’s what he got out of what I said? I asked myself then said, “Look. I get it. This is a one-time thing for you. That’s cool. I just wanted to make sure you knew there was the possibility of something more if you wanted it. Sounds like you got what you wanted.”

  “I didn’t fuck you yet,” he said bluntly.

  I sighed. This is hopeless. He’s always going to be an ass, I thought. “I’m going to go.”

  “No, wait. Don’t.”

  He sat up in bed, and I turned to him. His naked body looked as fine as ever. We were opposites, but that was what attracted me to him. Does he understand?

  “What?” I asked, standing up.

  “I want you to stay. Let’s have a good summer.”

  “That depends on you, Josh. Get a job. Apply for college. Do something with your life.”

  I walked toward the door, not looking back. He called my name, but I left the room. Downstairs, people were still making out in the living room. I thought about going to find Miranda for a moment. My mind made up, I made my exit alone. I retrieved my bicycle from Miranda’s driveway then made my way back to my parent’s house.

  Back in my room, I wondered what I was going to do with my summer. A knock at my door startled me out of my thoughts. When I answered it, I was surprised to see Josh standing in the hallway. His sheepish grin shocked me. I motioned him into my room with a nod of my head. When he was inside, I closed the door behind him.

  “What do you want?” I asked as I twirled around.

  “I need to tell you something.”

  “What? Hurry up.”

  “It’s about mom and dad. They’re getting a divorce.” I tilted my head to the side in confusion. “I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid the only reason you were interested in me was because I was your stepbrother.”