Forever Mine Box Set (BWWM, African American, Interracial,and Multicultural) (2 page)

“I want to please you and give you so much because you have been better to me and you gave me a new life,” I said looking up at him. I placed his hard full penis in my mouth, and with his hands on the side of my face, he directed me on how to satisfy him. Once he understood that I was determined he didn’t protest any more.

Matthew’s hips raise and he is feeling the pleasure of an approaching orgasm. His body gyrates up and down to the side, and his dick pumps in and out of my mouth. I’m feeling the wonderful pleasure of giving him what he needs. I feel complete and content. When his breathing hesitates and his body struggles not to come, he surrenders to my mouth and with a full sigh, and with a release of breath, and a tightening of his muscular legs, he says, “I’m ready to come. I don’t want to come in your mouth.”

I glanced up at him looking down on me and say, “I want you to come in my mouth. That will let you know how much I care about you.” I pushed his cock as far into my throat until it hit the walls of my mouth and it couldn’t go any further, then I tighten my mouth and sucked the come from his body. His warm juice flowed freely and slip easy in my mouth. I glance at him inhaling and exhaling, and I raise my head and swallowed it.

Matthew extended his arms with me on my knees in front of him and pulled me up and placed me beside him.

“Why did you do that?” he asked.

“I want you to know that I’m here to satisfy you when you need me. You have helped me when I’ve needed you, and I had no other way to show you my affections.”

“But you are so young and innocent. I didn’t want to be the one to take your innocence from you.”

“You haven’t made love to me. No one has. My opening is still intact,” I said waiting and wanting him to take me and make me a woman. His woman.

“I can’t do that to you. You need to meet someone that you want to give yourself to. Maybe your husband, or a young man you fall in love with.”

“You are a young man and I’m in love with you,” I said trying to convince him that I was ready to be his completely. But maybe he was hoping that his wife would come back and he didn’t really love me after all. I needed to know.

I stood in front of him and button by button I peel away my blouse until I reveal my bra. His eyes follow my fingers, and I can see the hunger for me in his eyes even though his words protest, but his body doesn’t.

His dick harder than ever and still full after his amazing orgasm.

When I unzip my skirt and dropped it on the floor, I reveal my thong, his hands cup his penis and he close his eyes trying to resist me. His cock grew and grew until it was pulsating in his hands. And still he resisted throwing me on the rug and fucking me.

“Open your eyes. If I can love you why can’t you love me back?” And I unfastened my bra and let it fall where I stood. Now, I stood before him with my hard breast setting up waiting for him to make a move. He ran his tongue over his lips, I heard his breathing, and regarded the movement of his Adam’s apple as it bobbed in his throat from salivating over my erect dark nipples.

Leaning over Matthew with my elongated aroused nipples, his eyes widen with excitement and arousal. He reaches up placing his hands on one breasts and glances at it. His breathing out of control. “I didn’t know you had dark breasts and nipples. I’m used to seeing pink nipples. These are turning me on like nothing I’ve had before. I can’t explain it to you, but I never felt this intense urge when looking at a woman’s body.”

He held his penis in his hand when talking and pre come had formed around the tip.

He finally admitted that he was aroused by my body. Our eyes locked and he pulled me to him, took my nipple and placed it in his mouth. He sucked it quietly and then he became over excited and reached his hands down and snapped the strings to my thong ripping it apart. He sat up gazing at me. I thought he would say go to your room we have gone far enough, but he didn’t say that. His mind and body was too far gone to turn back.

We had crossed all lines and there was no turning around.

R
eaching for me, he held me around my waist and slid down on the rug beside me and lay me on my back. Matthew had been resisting my every move and then he couldn’t resist the urge he had or his yearning for my body. I looked up at him as he kneeled between my legs thinking, his eyes roving my body and landing on my mound. He raked his hands through my dark curly pubic hair before placing his finger inside my opening. “You are too tight and I don’t want to take your virginity. I don’t have the right.”

“But I’m giving you that right,” I said sprawled on my back with my legs open and my mound moving up and down wanting his body and his penis inside my sex. As he tried to convince me that it wasn’t right, his finger remained inside of me until my juices made his finger wet. He pulled it out and put it to his nose and then in his mouth. His mouth opened with a sigh expelling his held breath.

Then he lay down between my legs, placed his mouth over my folds, found my clit with his probing warm tongue, and sucked me gently. “This is mine,” he said. “This is forever mine.” I didn’t know what to make of it. “Have you had a boy or man kiss you like this?” He placed his warm mouth over my opening and his tongue snaked in.

“Never,” I admitted.

“I’m going to give you pleasure without taking that precious pussy.”

“But I want you to take me. I want you inside of me,” I said breathless.

“I don’t want you to resent me for taking your virginity.”

“That will never happen.” Matthew placed his tongue on my bud and then sucked it. His rhythm of his tongue flickering and sucking my clit had me so aroused that I didn’t know what was happening to me. I wanted his penis in me when I became aroused but I had to settle for his tongue and finger. I wanted his body next to mine where I could place my arms around his neck and look in his eyes and tell him I love him.

“I’m having an orgasm. I’m coming I declared. With his tongue whirling around my clit, I lay panting with Matthew kissing my bud, squeezing my nipples, and then my legs tightened and I grabbed his soft silky hair, and pulled it with excitement. My body reacted and I raised my mound to his face and he moved with my body. My opening wet, he placed his tongue in my opening to soak up my juices in my drenched sex.

He lay over me. “Don’t be angry with me Amanda. I couldn’t help it. I want you so bad but I can’t take your virginity.”

“But you didn’t make love to me the way I wanted.”

“Didn’t you enjoy what I did?” He asked.

“Too much.”

“I don’t want you to get pregnant.”

“I know how to take care of myself. And I want you.”

“You are too young to know what you want. Some young man will come along and will make love to you one day. I want you intact for him.”

“Do you think you will ever let me go? Or do you think I will let you go to someone else?”

He never answered my questions, but I knew I couldn’t have anyone else touch me, and sooner or later he would have to admit that he feels the same way.”

We prepared to leave for San Francisco and Matthew filed for a divorce. I took the time to enroll in college in California. I couldn’t see myself sitting around waiting for him every day with nothing to do.

Matthew would be busy the first three months until he acclimated into his new job.

At night Matthew came to my room and we made love. I sucked him off and he gave me wonderful orgasms without fucking. I looked forward to his visits and they became more frequent the closer it came for us to leave for San Francisco.

The months passed and his divorce was approaching. He didn’t want any problems or a scandals so he gave Alecia what she wanted. And she wanted his Long Island home and furnishings and a few cars. He kept his sailboat because it had wonderful memories for the both of us.

Matthew was happy to announce that we could start over. I like when he says we.

F
rom the day Amanda came to my home she was frightened and insecure. Living in a new place, in strangers’ homes, attending new schools she wasn’t familiar with, left her shy. She rarely spoke and she hid from me, but she appeared far more matured than she looked. Amanda made me happy every time I saw her little face when I returned from my trips, and as she matured she created a desire in me that I had to reject.

I had to deny my need to sleep with her, claim her body and make her mine. 

When her mother died, I didn’t know what to do. Alecia insisted that I send her back to her family in Ohio, but she had no family I later discovered.

Amanda had attended expensive boarding schools while under my care. It would have been terrible for her if I sent her to some unknown place. She had no one but me and Alecia. Amanda was eighteen now and too old for Alecia to bond with her, but Alecia never wanted her around, but I did. I wanted to pretend that she was my daughter because we didn’t have children, but my desire for her was standing in the way. So I busied myself with work and I couldn’t function with Alecia any longer or she didn’t want me because of being away all the time.

At the last minute I found out that my company wanted me as their CEO with a fat raise.  I thought that would make Alecia happy, but she wanted out of the marriage, and she insisted that I send Amanda off to college before there would be any compromise. After our argument about moving to San Francisco, she decided that she wanted a divorce.

Alecia never wanted children, and she wanted to be married to a very rich man and have parties, and that is why she had me buy this large mansion. Now I find myself alone with Amanda in this place and I’m planning on telling her that she has to be sent off to college. I hope she understands.

Pondering over how to tell her, and keeping my feelings for her a secret, had me uncertain about the future. I thought it wasn’t fair to reveal that I wanted to sleep with her, and that I needed to take her in my arms and make love to her body, and ask her to be mine.

She was just starting her life and here I am a soon to be divorced man with no children. I probably should have had two babies by now. And I wasn’t sure how she would react to me revealing my deepest emotions.

Amanda was sitting in the library with the fire place lit. When I walked in she was so beautiful and young and innocent with her big brown eyes and plump lips so full and inviting. I could bite them. I didn’t expect what came next. I knew I wanted to make love to her but I chased those notions away, but now she stood in front of me and began making love to me. Before I could protest she had me mesmerized and my dick was in her mouth.

I had dreamed of this happening each night but I didn’t realize that it would. When the warmth of her full lips touched my penis and it was dripping with come, I couldn’t do anything but surrender to her beautiful mouth. She surprised me further when she wanted to swallow my come. Amanda did things to me that Alecia never did.

Amanda gave me a sexual life and she was free with her body which aroused me to the point that I almost lost my head and fucked her.

I couldn’t bring myself to take her virginity although I could taste her. I fooled myself into thinking that all this wasn’t real and that it would end soon. But I couldn’t sleep without finding myself in her bed and still denying that I wanted to make love to her. She would suck me off and I would eat her and we knew that this wouldn’t satisfy us. I was so hot for her and getting more possessive the more I lay between her beautiful brown legs. 

After a long trip, I walked through the door and Amanda ran to my arms and proudly announced that she enrolled in college. I smiled and congratulated her because she thought that would please me. But I wanted her and I wanted her for me and with me. I became afraid that she would meet someone, a younger man, and she would say goodbye to me.

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W
e finally transitioned to California. Everything was different as night and day, yet Amanda was happier than I had ever seen her. She started school and I started my new job. Then one day, I hurried home and sitting on the sofa, was a young guy her age. My fears came true. He stood when I walked in. “Good evening Mr. Cross. Amanda has been telling me all about you.”

Dropping my satchel, all the color left my face. “Where is Amanda?” I said pacing around the room looking the young man over, who had to be nineteen or twenty. He wore a pair of tight jeans, a blue jacket over a white shirt, which open to show dark hair covering his muscular chest. He was so tall and good looking with blue eyes and blond hair that I had to admit he would be a difficult rival for Amanda’s affection. 

“She’s getting dressed. We’re going to a concert,” he said smiling twisting his hands in a nervous fashion. “She said she would have to wait for you to come home because you guys have dinner together every night.” He glanced at me quizzical.

“What is it?” I asked him. “You two don’t look alike.”

“She took after her mother. Has her skin color.” He appeared to be a nice enough guy and he was extremely handsome with his long lashes over his blue eyes. He was my height about six one but nothing else like me.

“Where did you meet Amanda?”

“I met here at school. She’s very bright.”

“Yes, I know.” Then Amanda strolled in from out of her bedroom and said, “I see you have met Seth.”

“Not quite. Are we having dinner tonight?”

“Seth, do you want to have dinner with us?” I glanced at Amanda. She knew it was our night to have dinner as a family. She knew I always cut my meetings short to get home to her on a Friday night.

“No. We have these tickets and I don’t like to be late.” Seth stood and helped Amanda with her coat as I shot her a hard look. She smiled innocently as she did when she was a child, and walked over to me and kissed me on the forehead, and left with Seth.

I sat up all night seething with anger, waiting for her to come home, and wanting to spank her little ass. It was supposed to be our night. Friday night was for us to unwind, talk about work and school, and lie by the fire in each other’s arms. I wanted to tell her that my divorce had come through and I was a free man.