The Black Diamond Trilogy

by Brittani Williams

  After a few minutes of tossing and turning I was asleep. Soon, I was awakened by a whisper in my ear. “Don’t move,” the male tone spoke lowly.

  I didn’t move as he removed the sheets, exposing my naked body underneath. I wanted to turn around to make sure that this was Tyson, but I knew if I did it would ruin the fun. The object of the game was to make the scene seem as real as possible, even though we both knew that it wasn’t.

  I loved changing roles; it kept our relationship spicy. The way I figured it is that most women lose their men when they are afraid to step out of the box and try something different. I wouldn’t say I was freak, but I did enjoy freaky things. I was pretty much down for anything and if giving him the feeling of being with someone different every night was what I had to do, I would do it. Don’t get me wrong, I needed to be satisfied, and my man would do whatever he had to for me as well.

  We didn’t care what other people thought. Our rules were our rules and whatever happened outside stayed outside. I kept my eyes closed and my mouth shut as I had been directed to. I had butterflies in my stomach that were going crazy as his soft hands began to examine my body. He slowly massaged my back and caressed my ass as if I were a steak being prepped for a flavor rub. His tongue was wet and warm in the small of my back. The tickle of it sliding in between my cheeks was sending me wild. I tucked my head deep into the pillow trying not to make too much noise. I didn’t want him to stop and I knew he would if he thought I was enjoying it too much. It was my duty to stay in character to make it enjoyable. So there I was, naked with my ass facing him. He continued to plant wet kisses all over my back before turning me over. The room was darker than it was when I fell asleep. I hadn’t looked at the clock so I didn’t have an idea of what time it was. I really didn’t care about the time anyway. I wanted to make this last as long as possible.

  Next, he took my hands and tied them to the headboard of the bed. I pretended to struggle a little. He was wearing a mask so I still couldn’t see his face.

  “Please, let me go,” I begged, continuing to play the woman in distress.

  “Shut up if you want to make it out of this alive.”

  I obeyed and didn’t say another word. He stood up, staring at me for what felt like an hour before he began to fondle my breasts. My nipples hardened as he licked his fingers and rubbed them one by one.

  “I’m gonna fuck the shit out of your fine ass.”

  I loved the sound of those words mixed with his deep voice. I wanted to be fucked. Hell, I needed it. I wanted to feel good tonight. With force he turned me over, tied my hands to the bedposts, and spread my legs almost to the limit. His fingers were tickling my legs—up and down he went as I squirmed, trying to free my hands from the top of the bed. I wasn’t blindfolded but the room was dark and my eyes were closed. I would peek every now and then to see what he was doing. I could hear the zipper on his pants going down, which excited me. I was anticipating feeling him deep inside of me. He used two of his thick fingers to massage my wet clit. I almost came all over his fingers but he moved them just in time.

  The next thing I felt was the head of his dick rubbing up and down my wet mound. He would slide the head and then pull it back out to continue massaging me. After awhile I started rocking my hips to make more friction on the spot that I wanted him to hit.

  He still was quiet but I found it extremely hard to hold in my moans. I was on my way to ecstasy and I didn’t want to make any pit stops along the way. Soon he had my legs resting on his strong shoulders. His dick was moving in and out of me for what seemed like an eternity. He was going like the Energizer bunny and I was enjoying every minute of it. I could hear him panting as if he was leading up to an orgasm. I rocked my hips harder to make sure that I came first.

  My legs began to shiver as I erupted all over him. The load moans that escaped my mouth sent him into his release. He was shaking as I wrapped my legs tighter around his neck. He didn’t waste time getting up and releasing my hands. Before I knew it he was out of the room like a bandit and I was on my way back to sleep.

  He never came home that night, but I wasn’t mad since he had hit me off earlier. It wasn’t as if he came home every night so I was never surprised when he didn’t. The next morning I got up and showered. I had to meet my mom to take her out for lunch. Once a week I made it my business to spend time with her. I got to her house around eleven AM and we headed down City Line Avenue to go to Tequila’s, the best Mexican restaurant in the city. I had a thing for Mexican food and I didn’t know why. It wasn’t like I’d hung around Mexicans or anything.

  After we were seated I took the opportunity to break the ice. I always had to break the ice when talking to my mom because she was the type that wouldn’t say anything unless you said something to her first.

  “So Mom, have you been out on any dates lately?”

  “Dates? Girl, I’m forty-five years old. What the hell would I look like on a date?”

  “What does your age have to do with anything? Nobody needs to be lonely.” I stared at her, trying to figure out what the logic was in that. I don’t give a damn if you’re seventy, you’re still entitled to have fun.

  “A lot. Grown women don’t date casually like young ones do. By the time you get my age you are supposed to be married with kids in college and settled down.”

  “Well, Mom, things didn’t work out like that for you, so it’s time to try something else. When was the last time you had sex?”

  “Excuse me, I don’t believe that’s any of your business,” she replied, annoyed by my line of questioning.

  “Why not? I am your daughter so I believe that I have the right to be concerned. Maybe if you had a man you’d be happier.”

  “Who said that I wasn’t happy? Having a man is definitely not the answer to all of your problems. If you ask me, they tend to make things worse.”

  “That’s possible, but not all men are evil. Take Tyson, for instance, he’s a good man. He even breaks his back to make sure that your bills are taken care of. It takes a special kind of man to do that.”

  “Well, maybe he’s an exception to the rule, Mica. It doesn’t mean that I should jump on the first thing smoking hoping things will be better. I can do bad all by myself.”

  It was like talking to a brick wall when it came to my mom. Sometimes I felt like I was the mom and she was the daughter. Why was I trying to give a forty-five-year-old advice on how to get a man? Shit, by the time you’re that age you should be a professional. I knew my dad was all she knew for years, but he’d been dead long enough for her to move on. It didn’t make any sense to me. I got tired of trying to convince her that there was so much more out there for her to do. I decided not to continue the conversation and instead glanced at the menu to decide what I wanted to order before the waitress came back.

  My mother sat across from me trying to avoid making eye contact. I definitely wasn’t trying to upset her. I was merely trying to open her eyes.

  “Are you mad?” I asked, trying to break the ice.

  “Mad about what, Mica? Most of you young women think that you know it all. It’s easier to imagine a perfect world than to live with reality. I’ve heard it all, seen it all, and been through it all. It’s nothing that you’re doing that I haven’t done in the past. You may think that everything is gravy now because you’re living the luxurious lifestyle, but my suggestion is that you hold onto some of that money so that when he’s gone you’ll be able to make it on your own.”

  “Tyson ain’t going nowhere, Mom. Me and him got something different and ain’t nobody gonna break us apart.”

  “Well, it doesn’t have to be a person.”

  I give up. I wasn’t going to sit there and keep trying to convince her. As soon as I saw the waitress I flagged her down. I was ready to get my food, hurry up and eat, and then take my black ass home. I would remind myself never to bring up men around her again.

  The food came pretty quick and we were out of the restaurant in record time. I
couldn’t wait to get far away from her. I know most would say that I was a fool for not listening to what my mother was saying, but I was happy with my life and my man. I know you are supposed to get wiser with age, but things had been too perfect for me to believe anything different. There had to be something said for a man who could make me smile just by the thought of his name. I had never loved anyone in the capacity that I loved him. I wanted the title, and he gave it to me, so my job was to keep playing the role that I longed to keep.

  Chapter Five

  Diamond: Him, Me, and She

  “Babe, hurry up, we’re going to be late!” Davey screamed through the apartment. I didn’t understand what all the rush was about; he acted like we were late for something important.

  “You act like this is so important, Davey. We’re only going to have sex,” I replied. As much as I hated to say it, it was the truth. Davey had bugged me for months to have a threesome. I wasn’t interested in it, but I knew that I had to do whatever he wanted to keep him around. I figured that this was his way to cheat without me flipping out.

  “It is important to me, and if making me happy is what you want to do, then it should be just as important to you as it is to me.”

  I still wasn’t convinced and I really hoped he would change his mind and not make me go through it. “You know that I want to make you happy, I just don’t understand why I have to do this.”

  “You always wondering why I cheat, that’s why. You don’t ever want to try new things and then you’re pissed when I go get it from somewhere else.”

  “Davey, that doesn’t have shit to do with it. You get it from somewhere else because that’s what dogs do. Stop trying to blame all your fuckups on me.”

  “Babe, can we just go? This is turning into an argument for no reason. I just want to try something different with you and you told me that you were going to do it for me.” I reluctantly agreed to go because I didn’t feel like arguing anymore. What was the point? He would do whatever he wanted to whether I went through with it or not. The entire car ride I was quiet. I didn’t even know what to say. I just hoped that once this was over I would never have to do this again. I was nervous once we exited the car and headed to her apartment door. What the hell was I doing? I thought. I had never been interested in women, now here I was about to have sex with one all for the love of a cheating man. There was a time when I really believed that he loved me, but now I felt like he just used me to show off. He made sure that wherever we went everyone knew that I belonged to him. Shit, I couldn’t even remember the last time that he told me that he loved me. I longed for that and for some strange reason I thought that the longer I kept doing what he needed me to do, he’d care about me the way he used to.

  So, there we were sitting in her living room drinking whatever the hell she’d concocted. The more liquor I consumed the more comfortable I was with the surroundings. Nyssa was her name, and by the way the two of them conversed I knew that they had known each other for a while. She was a beautiful woman and just like me she’d probably been dragged into this by him. I wondered if she thought I was just a jump-off or if she really knew our history. I wasn’t going to ruin the night by asking too many questions. Besides, I was feeling a buzz from the alcohol I had consumed.

  I stared at her and registered everything about her in my mind. She had her hair wrapped with a Chinese bang sort of like mine. I didn’t know if it was a weave or not because if it was, they did a damn good job putting in. Her eyes were slanted a little, which made the hairstyle look even cuter. Her lips were perfectly covered with M•A•C lipglass. The neutral pink in the lip gloss was accentuated by the pink and black bustier she wore with the panties to match. When she opened the door with just her underwear on I was shocked at first and I don’t why, since I was well aware of what we came here to do.

  “So, how are you feeling, Diamond?” she asked, with her legs crossed and her shoe hanging off of her foot.

  “I’m feeling good. I don’t know what you put in these drinks but they have me on cloud nine,” I admitted.

  “That’s good.” She set her glass down on the table and stood up from the sofa. “So, that means you’re ready to get busy?” she asked.

  “Yes,” I agreed because at that point I had made up my mind—I was going to enjoy everything that they were going to give me tonight. Hell, if I was going to go through with it, I might as well get some satisfaction out of it. The worst thing I figured that could happen was that I’d enjoy it too much.

  Soon, Davey was all over me as Nyssa instructed his every move. I thought it was strange that she was taking control of the situation but obviously it was her nature. I just tried to keep myself relaxed and go with the flow.

  “Kiss her neck, she’ll love that!” she spoke as she began to strip off her clothes. He softly kissed my neck as I became moist downtown. He took my ear into his mouth and sucked it, slowly letting it slip. He hadn’t even touched my pussy yet and I was about to explode. The smell of his cologne was flowing up my nose and loosening me up even more. I was now even more relaxed and ready for whatever was approaching next.

  He continued to kiss my neck as Nyssa sat in the chair on the opposite side of the room, watching. I was definitely turned on and wished that I had thought about having a ménage à trois a long time ago. His hands slowly found their way under my dress and as he pulled my panties to the side I released a loud sigh. I opened my eyes long enough to glance at Nyssa, who was smiling from ear to ear. She was obviously enjoying the show. I quickly shut my eyes again after he began to slowly massage my clit. With his free hand placed gently around my neck he removed his finger from my wetness and instructed me to taste it. I stuck out my tongue to lick my juices from his finger.

  “Do you like that?” Nyssa asked.

  “Yes!” I replied, trying to stay focused on Davey, who was now sliding his finger inside of my juicy tunnel. Damn, I thought to myself, if this is only the beginning I can’t imagine what the rest will be like. His thick fingers continued to move in and out of me as I practically begged for more.

  Nyssa stood up from the chair and made her way over to the sofa and began to unzip his pants to release his stiff rod. At that point I was like, Okay, she’s about to suck my man’s dick. Is this the point where I stop it or is this the part when things get heated? I didn’t stop it. Instead, I closed my eyes again and continued to enjoy the pleasure and attention Davey was giving me. She slowly licked the head of his dick, taking in the pre-cum on the top. Within seconds she was deep-throating his stick and the sounds of it were exciting me even more.

  “Do you want to taste this dick?” she asked as she glanced up at me. I quickly responded, “Yes!” since I was eager to wrap my lips around the beautiful masterpiece. He stood up to remove his pants completely before sitting back down, and I got in position on my knees in front of him. Nyssa climbed up on top of the sofa so that her pussy was staring him in the face. I was soon sucking his dick like an icecold Popsicle and loving every second of it. Nyssa held her position up top, grinding her pussy into his face and moaning loudly. Soon his dick began to throb and the taste of his release was satisfying my taste buds and trickling down my throat. Nyssa got down off the sofa and instructed me to stop.

  “Climb up top so he can suck that pussy, baby!” Before I moved forward she grabbed me to plant a sensual kiss on my lips. Okay, before tonight that would have definitely made me uncomfortable. She smacked me on the ass before nudging me to move forward. I climbed up on the couch and got in the same position that she had just been in. As soon as his tongue made contact with my clit I exploded and my juices poured out and ran down his chin. I tried to move away because the orgasm was causing me to tremble, but he quickly grabbed hold of my ass and pulled me back down. Soon I was riding his face like a trained jockey and he was sucking me like a lollipop.

  Nyssa continued to suck his manhood while reaching up to insert one finger in my ass. As I moved back and forth on his face her finger moved in a
nd out of my ass, which was more enjoyable than I could have ever imagined. As I neared another orgasm I bent over to grab hold of the back of the sofa and as I began to shake uncontrollably, I squeezed the plush leather.

  “Come down and sit on this hard dick!” Davey spoke aloud. I was already exhausted but definitely anticipating feeling him inside of me. This was by far the best sex that I’d ever had. He pulled me close to him to kiss me. This was the most attention that he’d paid to me in months. His lips were soft and instantly put me at ease. He instructed me to get on my knees in front on the sofa while Nyssa sat down and opened her legs wide so that I could kiss her wetness. Okay, what was I supposed to do now? Eating pussy was definitely not something I knew how to do. I had seen it done in porno movies but had never stared a pussy in the face.

  Davey slowly and deliberately entered me from behind as she palmed the back of my head to force my face deeper into her burrow. His dick filled me up completely and hit my G-spot continuously. Davey held on to my hips like a set of handlebars and picked up the speed. I forcefully sucked Nyssa’s clit until she erupted, screaming loudly with delight. With the expression on her face, I figured that I had done the job right. Davey continued pounding me until we both came in sync. We were all exhausted as we relaxed. After I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up, I waited patiently on the sofa for Davey.

  “You ready to go?” he asked, as he headed back out to the living room, now fully dressed.

  “Yeah, I’m ready,” I replied, as I got up from the sofa and headed to the door. Nyssa walked over and opened the door for us.

  “I’ll talk to you later,” Davey told her before giving her a hug.

  “Thanks for coming, Diamond. I enjoyed myself. I hoped that you did too.” She reached over and gave me a hug as well. With that, we left her apartment and walked to the car. Again, I sat quietly in the car. I still didn’t know what to say. I didn’t really want to talk about how I just saw another woman suck his dick or him eating her pussy or me eating her pussy, for that matter. I just wanted to get home and go to bed. I hoped that this was enough for him to see that I was there for him and I was the woman that he needed to be with. I guess that he knew that I didn’t want to talk about it, because he didn’t say anything. He just kept his eye on the road and glanced over at me every so often. He softly held on to my hand with his right hand and drove with his left. Was this a sign that we would grow closer again? At least, I prayed that it was. I needed to be happy.