Romance Box Sets

by Candy Girl

  Suddenly the phone chimed again. Fuck, I thought. My lover was worried about me. As I kept hearing Kate tell me she was in Disturbed; my chime tone, Donna raised my mouth. I coughed drawing suddenly off of him. He reached out taking my hair and plunged back into the warm wetness knowing I was gagging on his length. He smiled enjoying how I struggled to stare up into his eyes and take the anxiety of being suffocated by his dick. Again the phone chimed.

  “Somebody wants you beyond me, Miss Kitty.” I gazed up at him as he taunted my subservient position. “Aren’t you going to answer it, Kitty? Aren’t you the secretary?” He continued to make fun of me while squeezing me hard by my hair to his dick. Max forced me all the way down and kept it there until I’m sure I was becoming blue. He finally freed me as I doubled over gagging trying to catch my breath. The phone kept going. “Answer it, Kitty.” I stood and extended the length of my body over the table with what little strength I had recovered and tore through the coat.

  “Hello?” Pause, the inevitable came; the lover.

  “Oh hi honey, I'm all right.” I felt Max position his body behind me. He bent over and told me to keep talking no matter what my companion heard. I needed to pull away, but he held my hips in place brutally with his controlling hands.

  “I know, I’m fine. Oh, so what are you doing right now?” I tried to make conversation. Max moved one hand to caress the surface of my back, my long hair, and back down to my ass.

  “Honey, it was nothing okay.” My lover persisted telling me he knew me and my tone on the message said something was wrong. Shit, I thought, of all the opportunities for you to show you care. I stood in such a venerable state with my butt hanging nude in the air expecting to be raped.

  I continued saying, “I just thought maybe of traveling back last night……why?.....well….” I looked back to see Max rubbing his dick up and down my pussy lips. My breathing started to get heavy as he began to feel my wetness on the head of his dick. I was craving cock.

  He pulled his delicious shaft away and inserted three fingers into my dripping pussy. I could feel cum spurt out onto my legs as he teased me mercilessly.

  My lover asked me why I was out of breath. My mind went clear as Max used his other hand to reach in between my butt cheeks. “Um, I’m at the gym,” I heard my companion say I thought you were at the office this day, and I was acting eerie. “I’m at the gym in the office….yes honey he has a gym in his office…..Frank, can we talk later?” Max lifted his hand from playing with my butt and smacked my pussy hard. I looked back dejected and surprised.

  “Keep Frank on the phone.” He ordered.

  “Okay!” I whispered. "What?" I heard my lover say.

  “Tell me about your morning,” My breathing grew fast as he continued to finger me quickly and inserted his thumb into my butt. I could feel my muscles squeezing around his finger. Max knew it too and pushed faster and harder. “Yessssss….”I betrayed myself. “Oh, nothing honey I’m uh….uh….oh….uhh….eating a really, really, sweet nutrition bar….and I’m fucking hungry.”

  “Hungry for dick,” Max teased laughingly. I threw my head back rejecting my feelings of hatred and shame towards him. Softly moaning, clutching the phone as removed from my mouth as possible, I pushed back on his hands helping him get me off. I reached back and stroked my asshole. My mouth was closed, and my eyes were open feeling ready to go over the edge.

  I groaned into the phone trying to come up with anything to say “mmm honey I miss you……yes….I do……I know honey…….I do sound horny ….” I laughed devilishly understanding how Max satisfied me while my lover listened. I was breathing hard now feeling my body shiver as I was about to cum on Max’s fingers. He yanked out of my entry right when I felt I couldn’t hold on anymore. Nearly without noticing, my body still in shock, I felt Max enter my ridiculously wet clit. “Ohh, Ohh shiiiiit….uh....I mean....I oh ahh wow.....I wish you here…..no honey I’m on a bike pumping my ass off…..I don’t think anybody heard me….yesssss uh-huh ............you have to go? To practice? NO….Don't….uh….please talk to me……I’m sorry honey I don’t mean to bother you…..mmmmmm....ohhhh……..be weird …..”

  “Oh, you love that don’t you, my little office bitch….my fucking office harlot….what a nasty girl you are….” Max wasn’t even trying to keep his voice down. I looked around with my mouth open about to scream out. I closed the phone.

  “FUCK ME! OH YES MAX, I mean Sir…..Goddamnit ……fuck me.” He reached down pulling at my nipples.

  “Yes, Kitty those are lovely tits…..look at them bounce whore…this is what you were made for….my fucking dick.” Max wrapped his hand around my hair twice, tightly gripping; hair is coiled around his knuckles. I didn’t argue. I urged him over and over to ram himself farther and farther inside of me. I dared him to cum inside my pussy. I pressed every tissue inside of me squeezing around his cock trying to make him cum early and get him to feel embarrassed as he had made me earlier. He didn’t cum. He fucked me like a winner.

  Max grabbed my hips and slammed into me. I heard his balls and cock slapping hard against my ass and the wetness of my pussy splashing as it engulfed his rock hard dick. He buried his meat deep in my juices. I could feel our cum dribbling down my legs. I cried out curses as he beat up my love nest, knowing I would have bruises on my hips from him pounding me. “Look at that ass; that sweet fucking ass bounces back on my dick. You can pretend all you want Donna; I know you’re nothing but a cock bitch, and you would suck anything I put in front of you. But you’re mine. I own that ass now. You understand? IT'S MINE” He was almost out of breath using his entire body to pound into my well-fucked pussy.

  “I understand sir….I’m nothing more than your cock teasing whore…and I’ll do whatever you fucking ask me ….just don’t stop….God…..please …don’t stop…fucking ……STOP……OH DAMN!” I came like a little bitch all over his dick, blasting on his head as if it was my first time. His cock curved right into my g-spot. I kept using obscenities pleading for more cock over and over again falling over the desk. He chuckled at me.

  “Oh you’re not done yet, Kitty.” He yanked me back by my hair throwing me on the carpet and pulling me back up by my arm. He lowered his sack into my mouth. I tried to get my balance and lick lustily at his balls. I felt the sperm stirring and pulling back his nuts as I took him in my mouth. I bathed his balls and cock in my mouth, salivating with pleasure all over his throbbing member. I stared up into his eyes as I licked up and down his rod and his balls in a fury, still refreshed from my rocking orgasm. He shoved his massive throbbing dick back down my neck. I was determined to suck him dry. He began fucking my mouth with his balls beating my chin. I grunted and moaned as he drove deeper and deeper, stretching my mouth to fit his dick as he did with my pussy.

  “Such a nasty girl,” I paused to take him out of my mouth and respond, “mmmm, yes, tell me.”

  “Such a dirty, little, girl.”

  “YESSSS say it,” I beckoned him.

  “Yes, Donna? You are a slut aren’t you?” He chuckled at his joke. “I pay you good; you fuck me right. But you are the best cocksucker; I know. You love being my slave. You love being on your knees.”

  “Yes, sir…I fucking like it.” I submitted entirely. With every inch he fed me, I groaned louder into his crotch. Hell yes, I thought to myself. Fucking control me. I yanked back hard on his cock forming a vacuum for him to cum in. I went down feverishly on him. Up and down, up and down, using my hand to massage the length Max his shaft and telling him with my eyes to cum.

  “Such a bad little girl…….mmmmm……..but, so sweet.” He tugged hard on my hair, and his legs went tense as thrust one last time hard into my throat. I felt him streaming into my mouth. His hot juice flooded my mouth. His eyes went back into his head as his mouth opened. I tongued his dick to tackle is the erection. He shot violently again down my mouth. It tasted so fucking great I could feel my cunt soaking myself and throbbing for another round of fucking. It was delicious a
nd thick. As he fed his flavor down me, I gulped, making sure to let him see me swallow it. He released me, and I dropped on the carpet watching him milk his cock to get that list little bit out. He reached out a coated finger and shoved it in between my lips. He held out his still hard dick to me.

  “Wash it.” He demanded. I did as I rubbed it. I licked it and sucked it, wiping it all over my tits and face till he was dry.

  “Do you know that everybody out there heard you?” My face turned bright red. While I was pleased with how I got him off, I felt frustrated knowing he was teasing me again. Max saw the hurt in my eyes as I realized all of his colleagues would know I was a hired office whore. I would be lucky if I weren't just flat out raped next time I got in that elevator.

  Max threw the file at me. “Now…..” he said pulling up his pants, “type it.” I gazed at him waiting for him to hand me my dress. “Type it, Donna.”

  “Are you crazy?” I looked down at my cum covered body. He chuckled mockingly again, right in my face.

  “Yes, get the hell out of my office.”

  “But there’s…”His frown made me hold my tongue. I dropped my head shamefully unable to adjust and walked to the door. Wait, I thought the jacket. He saw me stare at it when I turned. He jerked it quickly from the chair as I started for it. “Stop fucking around Donna…..gets out there and do your job.” I slowly opened the door not attempting to look at the wide eyes of the three guys waiting for Max. I covered my pussy with the file folder and with my other hand I tried to guard my bouncing tits. There was even another fucking woman out there. I hate that bastard.

  First Taste of Blackness

  Candy Girl

  First Taste of Blackness

  Chapter 1

  Wendy was the type of woman that other women were jealous of. She was good looking, blonde and wealthy. She could have anything she wanted whenever she wanted. She had a great life, but something was missing, and it was getting harder to ignore it. There was one thing she always wanted but never had, and she felt so embarrassed about it because it wasn't something that you could just ask for. It had to be kept a secret and Wendy only got relief from it late at night when she let her fantasies run wild. Soon it wasn't enough to satisfy her, and she needed to make her fantasy into a reality. There was only one person she could ask for help, and that was her best friend, Jessica. She could tell her anything and wouldn't be judged for it. When Jessica came over to hang out, Wendy asked her if she could help her with something. Jessica's curiosity got piqued when she saw how nervous and shy Wendy was acting, and she told her that she'd do anything she could. Wendy felt her face get hot from embarrassment when she told her that she'd always fantasized about being tied up and controlled by a big black man. She wanted him to be strong and confident, the type of man who knew what he wanted and took it while she laid there helpless. Just talking about it was turning her on and she played with the hem of her dress to try and stay focused. She couldn't look Jessica in the eyes just yet so she stared down at her lap as Jessica thought about what she just said. Jessica wasn't too surprised by Wendy's confession; a lot of white women have a thing for big black men. Probably because there's still a strong taboo about interracial hookups and a lot of black men had dicks that were huge compared to white guys. Jessica had sex with a couple of black guys before, and she'd loved it. She even knew someone who would love to have fun with Wendy. He was an old friend of hers named Sid Day, who was a high school football player. He had a reputation for enjoying older white women and Wendy was someone he'd definitely be interested in. Jessica told Wendy that she'd talk to Sid and let him know what she wanted. Wendy was so happy and excited; she couldn't wait to get her first taste of big black cock.

  First Taste of Blackness

  Chapter 2

  The next day Sid stopped by Wendy's house to check her out and see if she was good enough for him. He didn't want to waste his time on some old lady who looked every one of her years. He was pleased when Wendy opened the door; she was just as good looking as Jessica said she was. Her body was still thin and firm and her breasts were big and round. He saw the way her eyes lit up when she saw him and knew that she wanted him. He decided to play hard to get; it would be more fun if he let the anticipation build until she was dying for him. Wendy ran her eyes over the tall black guy standing in front of her. He was well over six feet tall and very muscular. His skin was a deep inky black, and he had a confident attitude about him as he looked her in the eyes and smiled. "I was just wondering if you needed me to take care of anything for. Maybe some yard work?" The thought of him getting all hot and sweaty made her pussy ache, and she said that she had a job for him to do in the backyard. She led him to the back and sat down in a lounge chair as she asked him to clean her pool. Sid could feel her watching him, so he made a show of moving a few things around, putting a hose away and moving a lounge chair. Wendy watched his bulging muscles move under his tight shirt, and she squeezed the top of her thighs together, trying to make the growing ache in her pussy more comfortable. She was so distracted by his looks that she didn't pay any attention to the knot of rope that was sticking out of the backpack that he'd dropped beside her. Sid stretched his arms, working his muscles and showing them off to Wendy as she shifted in her chair. He then took off his shirt and dropped it on the ground then picked up the pool skimmer. He lazily dipped it in the pool as Wendy got more turned on. The sun glinted on his black skin, and his arms and stomach were firm and muscular as he leaned forward. She kept her eyes on him as she slid her hand down to her lap and pressed it against her pussy. The pressure felt good but she needed more, and she let out a quietly frustrated sigh. Sid could hear her even though his back was turned to her and he knew that she was dying to have her pussy filled. He dropped the pool skimmer and turned to her, taking a few quick steps to her and grabbed her arm. Wendy gasped with surprise as he pulled her to her feet. He looked so serious, and his hand felt so, big on her arm as he reached behind him and took the rope out of the backpack. He turned her so that her back was to him and he tied her hands behind her back. He put his arm around her neck and took her into the house, his backpack hanging off his arm and knocking against her with every step. Wendy wondered what else he had in there.

  First Taste of Blackness

  Chapter 3

  Sid took her upstairs to her bedroom and told her to stand in the middle of the room. Wendy did as she was told and watched as he opened his backpack and took out a pair of scissors. She felt nervous as he came towards her but she didn't tell him to stop; she would do whatever he wanted if it meant getting that big black dick of his. He said nothing to her as he held the hem of her skirt in his hand and started cutting it. Wendy shivered with fear as the scissors sliced off her clothing piece by piece, the blunt metal side of the scissors sliding over her skin in a cold but teasing way. No one had ever cut her clothes off before, and she felt naughty standing there in front of him naked while he was still fully clothed. Her bra fell ruined to the floor then; he cut the sides of her panties, making them fall to her ankles. Sid stared at her perfect body and pressed the tip of the scissors to her breast, sliding them down her body. He did it just hard enough for her to feel it without breaking the skin and her nipples hardened as he went lower, stopping at her pubic bone. "You're going to lie face down on the bed and be a good girl," he told her and she climbed onto the bed. It was hard keeping her balance since her hands were tied behind her back and she fell ungracefully onto her stomach. She looked over her shoulder and saw Sid take more rope out of his backpack. He knew she was watching him, so he unfurled the line and held it between his hands, giving it a snap to show her he meant business. Wendy licked her lips as he got on the bed and pushed her legs up, forcing her to bend her knees. He tied the rope around both of her ankles then kept pushing her feet backward until they touched her hands. He then used the last bit of rope to tie her hands and feet together so she wouldn't be able to move them. Her breasts were being squished flat between her body and the
mattress and she shifted to try and take her body weight off them. Sid watched her struggle as he stood up and began to get undressed. Wendy stopped what she was doing and watched as he stepped out of his boxers. Her pussy tightened, and her clit began to ache as she got her first look at his dick. He was already hard for her, and he must have been around eight inches long. He was also thick with a big round head, and his balls looked heavy as they hung down. His ass was round and firm and she got a good look at it as he bent over his backpack.

  He took out a vibrator and turned it on before climbing on the bed. Wendy could hear the sound it was making and her pussy got wet as he began sliding the tip of it over her outer pussy lips. It felt good, and she wanted it inside her so bad that she tried to arch her hips up to make it slip inside. Sid was holding it too far away, and her shifting only made the ropes tighter on her. They scratched her ankles and wrists and heaviness filled her limbs as they got tired of being in the same position. She wanted to move around, to do something and it annoyed her that she could only lie there. Sid kept teasing her, sliding the vibrator up and down her lips until he saw her juices begin to leak out of her. He then pushed the tip of the vibrator inside her and moved it in and out of her. Wendy felt it massage her pussy and had to bits down on her lip to keep quiet. She was so horny and wanted to tell him to shove it in her, please, she needed it so bad. If she hadn't been tied up, she would have grabbed the vibrator from him and fucked herself hard with it. He pushed another inch in her as his other hand began touching her back, his fingertips gently slipping over her milky white skin. He was touching her in all the wrong ways, and it only made her want him even more. Sid knew what he was doing to her and was having fun torturing her like this. She must be feeling so helpless, and it must be so hard not getting what she wanted. He was in control of her pleasure, and she had to wait until he decided to give her more. He pushed it in a bit further so that it was now halfway in and left it there so he could play with her. He took his scissors and held a blade against her back, sliding it over her. Wendy felt it digging into her and hoped he wouldn't cut her with them. The scissors traced lines over her, and he pressed down harder, making her whimper. He could practically smell the fear coming from her as the scissors left a red mark. He knew he wouldn't hurt her, but she didn't know that. She had let him tie her up, and he could do whatever he wanted to. Wendy was finding it hard to concentrate; the vibrator was bouncing between her pussy walls and she was tempted to move but was scared that if she did that the scissors would slip and stab her. Sid pushed the vibrator all the way in, and Wendy shook as it fucked her. He held the vibrator in place with one hand while he used his other one to slide the scissors down the side of her body. The blades slid down to the side of her breast, and he slid them between her breast and the bed. The cold metal touched her nipple, and she gasped as he said: "I could cut it off, and you wouldn't be able to stop me." He tilted the scissors up and quickly moved them, making Wendy scream in fright. Her heart was pounding, and the mix of fear and pleasure was overwhelming. He laughed and slid them out from under her body and left them lying in front of her face so she could remember that at any second; he could pick them up and use them on her. He went back to her pussy and held the end of the vibrator as he began pumping the entire thing in and out of her. He did it roughly, forcing it in and out with hard thrusts that made her feel like she was being ripped in two. Her pussy felt sore and bruised, but it also felt good, and she moaned as the vibrations spread through her body. Her pussy was soaking wet by now, and she closed her eyes, letting Sid's thrusts move her body. The vibrator brushed over her clit, and he held it there, giving it non-stop vibrations. They made her clit ache so bad that it was painful, and it made her cum hard after only a few seconds. Her body shook as she came and the rope dug into her as her body tensed up. He kept the vibrator against her clit, making her orgasm last longer than it normally would have. After it had passed Sid rammed the vibrator deep inside her and the constant vibrations drove her crazy. It was so close to her clit but not touching it, and she shifted her hips, trying to move it. He got off the bed and grabbed her hair, dragging her to the edge of the bed. He positioned her so that her body was on it but her head was hanging off it. He knew how bad she wanted to cum again, so he grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. "If you do a good job I'll let you cum one more time."