Inextinguishable Love: Firefighter and Interracial Romance

by Kathleen Bunker

  She was trembling with so much pleasure that she was not even sure in which direction they were going. The only thing that she was craving to feel inside her was a hard cock that would give her the pleasure that she had yearned for all this time. Solange had the feeling that her relationship with Nick was going to be more than just the sex that they all wanted tonight. She’d had this gut feeling about it right from the time that she had first met him a week ago, and right now as she sat with him on the horse, the feeling grew even stronger. Behind her, she could feel the hardness of his dick pressed into her back, and it only made her mind go even crazier with lust. She could not remember another incident when she had felt this way, not even in her life before she had moved to Elm Tree. She could feel her clit throbbing in between her pussy lips even through the bouncing movements of the stallion.

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  His dick was pounding by the time that he helped Solange off the horse and carried her into the house. Almost as soon as he set her onto the floor in the living room, he heard the purr of Gary's motorcycle as if drove into the compound. Ignoring the motorbike, he pulled Solange into his arms and looked down into her eyes.

  “Do you know that you got me mesmerized right from the very first time that I set my eyes on you?” he said to her, kissing her forehead softly as she looked up into his eyes.

  He could see the fire in her eyes as she looked at the way that he was licking his lips, her eyes following the movements of his tongue. She put her hands around his neck as she nodded.

  “And I felt the same way too, Nick. I think that you are the first man that actually caught my eye in a very long time,” she said softly as Nick lowered his lips down to hers.

  Their lips touched lightly at first, before she pulled his head down onto hers, their lips fusing tightly together. Solange felt as if she was surrendering her soul to this man and she wanted him to do whatever he wanted with her body. If he wanted to share her with his friend for tonight, that was fine with her, because she felt like that was the only way that she could get rid of all the lust that she felt inside. She felt his hand moving down her backside, coming to a rest on her buttocks. Nick squeezed her lower butt cheeks with just the right amount of pressure to send a zing all the way down to her throbbing clit.

  They were still necking when Nick heard to door opening and he knew that it was Gary. He tore his lips away from Solange's and signaled for Gary to lock the door so that they could head upstairs to the master bedroom.

  “I can't believe it that you actually beat me back here and yet you two were on the horse,” he said, walking over to them and spanking Solange's butt as she moaned out softly.

  “I think that is something that you two can talk about tomorrow, isn't that right, Nick, right now we have more important things to take care of,” Solange said as she clung onto his hand.

  “Yes, it’s late and I guess some of us might need to be up early in the morning,” Nick said as Solange pulled him close and whispered into his ear.

  “It is okay if you would like to share me with your friend just for tonight,” she whispered into his ear before turning to look up at him as he smiled wickedly at her.

  “Ah, I can see that someone wants to be nasty tonight, are you sure that you're going to handle it,” he said to her softly, before turning to Gary. “Come on Gary, I guess that we are all spending the evening in my bedroom, right?”

  “Is that a question?” Gary said, following them as they left the living room and made their way up the stairs to the bedroom.

  By the time that they got to the bedroom, Nick had somehow managed to remove Solange's overcoat and her dress, and she was dressed in just her boot heels and her lingerie.

  “Okay, horny guys, why don’t you come here so that I can play with you a little,” Solange dared them as she sat on the edge of the huge bed.

  Both of the men went and stood before her, and with both hands, she went about unbuckling their belts and pulling their pants open. She let the pants fall to the ground before pulling their boxers down over their peckers. Both of the cocks were thick and long and Nick noted the way that Solange's eyes widened as she checked them out. She wrapped her fingers around both of the dicks and began jerking them up and down, moving her head closer to Nick's and flicking her tongue over the tip to lick off the precum that had pooled at the tip. She then did the same to Gary's dick, this time not only licking the precum off, but sucking on the whole head of the manhood. Nick watched, feeling as if his dick was going to explode with all of the desire and lust that was burning within him.

  She then removed the dick from her mouth and sucked his into her mouth, swishing it around in her mouth as she played her tongue over his sensitive skin. The pleasure that he felt was so intense, Nick found his hands going down to Solange's head and pressing it harder against his thickness as he forced more of the male meat into her mouth. He could see the way that her jaws were straining, but the pleasure that he was feeling was way too much, and so he just pushed the dick deeper into her mouth. He remembered the way that he had made her come on the horse on their way to the ranch house, and he realized that he had never come across a woman that came so intensely. She finally pulled his dick out of her mouth and stood up, her eyes looking deep into his. In those eyes, Nick was sure that he could see more than just lust, he could see emotions in there. That was probably the reason why she was letting him be the one to make all the decisions, there was a good possibility that this strange exotic woman was in love with him.

  The thought both scared and excited him, the latter since he had been single all these years and the former because he was also feeling a flame within him for her.

  “I'm ready to make love to you guys, how do you want to do it, folks?” she asked the both of them, but her eyes never left Nick's, her hands going around his neck.

  She pulled his head down to hers, their lips connecting instantly as he got a taste of their dicks in her mouth. Solange kissed him deeply and passionately, and as she was doing so, she hoisted herself up onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist. She had remo0ved her lingerie and as he held her by the hips, he could feel his dick right at the entrance of her heated sex. Nick held his breath as he felt her lowering herself onto him, her pussy enveloping his dick as if it belonged there. She lowered herself all the way onto him, clinging onto his shoulders with her hands as she moaned softly. She then pulled her lips away from his and looked back at Gary.

  “Gary, are you going to do it from behind?” she asked softly, her body trembling a little and telling Nick just how nervous she was.

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  Just the feel of the dick that was inside her had her blood on fire, and Solange did not even want to imagine that there was yet another dick coming for her butt hole. She was trembling as she felt Gary touching her bare buttocks and parting them wide. She felt his finger going down her butt crack, coming to a stop on her butt hole. He then began pressing the finger into the butt hole slowly. Solange had never felt so nervous in her life before, and yet she was determined to pull through with this. Once the finger was fully inserted in her butt hole, Gary pulled it out, and the next thing that she felt was the tip of his dick poking at her entrance. She held her breath as she felt the dick pushing into her butt hole, Gary stopping after every few inches to let her butt hole get used to the new intrusion.

  Oh my God!” Solange moaned as soon as both of the dicks were fully lodged in her love holes. Both of the men began driving their manhood’s in and out of her holes. As one of the cocks drove in, the other one pulled out. That was the sequence with which they fucked her, and the most enjoyable feeling of all was the two cocks rubbing against each other through the thin membrane that divided the two holes. Nick held her firmly by the hips as he drove his dick in and out of her love slit, and she could feel the thickness pulling and pushing her clit in and out of her pussy with it. She was in heaven, and Solange knew that she was going to get the mother of all orgasms. She had climaxed once already when she was
with Nick on the horse, but that was nothing as compared to the storm that was coming to take her.

  “Oh fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!” she screamed as she felt a knot forming in her belly.

  Lights flashed in her mind as her climax came shuddering hard. Her pussy quaked over the huge dick within it, heightening the intensity of the pleasure that she was feeling. She dug her nails into Nick's shoulders as she climaxed, and to add to the pleasure that she was feeling, she felt both of the dicks stiffening in her holes. The first one to erupt was Gary's dick cumming in her butt hole, followed by Nick's cum shooting into her pussy and blending with her own love juices. Solange had never imagined that she could be this filled up with cock and semen before, and yet there was the whole night ahead of them. When they were all done cumming, Gary pulled his dick out of her cunt, while Nick placed her on her back on the bed with his dick still inside her.

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  It had been an intense night of lovemaking that Solange was sure she would never be able to forget. As she opened her eyes, she realized that she was alone on the bed with Nick, sleeping with her head resting on his chest. Nick was wide awake watching news updates on the television keenly.

  “Where is Gary?” she asked him groggily.

  “He left already. He said that he had some business to take care of back home, but that is a good thing because now it is just you and me, and I would like to get to know more about you,” Nick said, his voice vibrating in his chest.

  Solange still felt that natural attachment to Nick and something told her that he was the reason that she had stayed on at Elm Tree for this long.

  “I was thinking, maybe once we got to know each other better, maybe you and I could get married,” he continued as one of her hands accidentally brushed over his crotch, feeling his dick starting to puff. “What do you think about that?”

  “I'm sure that time is the best answer for that,” she said, although she knew that if he asked her to marry him right there and then, she would not be able to say no.

  As they laid in the bed holding each other, Nick turned on the television to catch the morning news. There was a breaking news story that immediately caught her attention. Solange sat up and began watching and listening to the newscaster.

  “Vincent Cole has just surrendered and confessed that he is the one that murdered the victims on the bus and not Solange Smith as law officials had earlier implied. The investigation into Solange Smith’s role in the murder attack has been ruled out and she is no longer a suspect of interest and has been cleared of any wrongdoing,” the commentator was saying, showing the bus that Solange and the dead victims had been travelling in before a rogue killer came and blasted everyone dead before placing the gun in Solange's hand.

  The police had arrived to find Solange still unconscious with the gun in her hand and had insisted that it was she who had murdered the victims. There are some people that had managed to escape from the bus and they are the ones that had turned up later to prove that she was innocent. Solange knew that she was now free to go back to the life that she had been used to, but there was no way that she was leaving with Nick still in this town. She would hang around until he popped her the big question, ‘Will you marry me?’.

  THE END

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  Strange and Beautiful

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  Tara has been away at college for a long time and she decides to spend the summer with her recently engaged mother in Miami. Little does she know that her mom’s fiancé lives in a gorgeous estate, where his son Noah also decides to spend the summer with his girlfriend, Denise.

  Tara is her usual shy and quiet self but she feels herself opening up to Noah in a way that feels wrong, but so right. He is immediately bewitched by the strange and beautiful girl who is to be his new stepsister, and soon sees that she is a better fit for him than Denise.

  Can they carry out their forbidden love in secret, or will they have to give each other up in the face of society’s morals?

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  Tara read the address from a text message her mom had sent her and repeated it to the cab driver, who nodded before driving off. As they drove through the city, Tara looked out of the window- everything was different here, gone were the high-rise buildings of New York City, and they were replaced by swanky houses that looked like they were straight out of a lifestyle magazine. She had never been to Miami before, and she wondered how her mom had ended up here of all places.

  “Are you new around here?” The cab driver asked, glancing at her in the rear view mirror, and she nodded as she said, “Yeah, I just graduated from college in New York, and I’m visiting my mom - she just moved here a few months ago.”

  The driver nodded and said, “I used to work in New York a few years ago, I missed the noise once I moved here, but all cities are the same in a way.”

  Tara smiled politely and then looked out of the window again, not really in the mood to talk. She didn’t get on well with new people, and liked to keep to herself. She glanced down at her phone, she had a map of Miami open on the screen, just so she knew that they were headed in the right direction and the cab driver wasn’t planning on murdering her in some dark alleyway.

  They drove on in silence for a while until the cab pulled over outside a giant sprawling mansion. “This is it, miss,” the cab driver said cheerfully, and Tara stared at the house before she checked the address again. “Are- Are you sure this is the right place?” She said uncertainly, peering out at the palatial house with tall gates guarding the estate, enclosing enormous lawns and lush gardens leading up to the mammoth structure.

  The driver assured her that this was the address, and Tara got out uncertainly, lifting her suitcase out of the cab as she dragged it over to the gate and rang the doorbell. An intercom buzzed and a distinguished sounding voice said, “Yes?” Tara leaned in and hesitantly said, “This is Tara Haverford, um- I’m Eileen’s daughter?” She bit her lip nervously as there was a slight pause before the voice responded, “Of course, please come in, Tara.”

  The gates swung open automatically and Tara nervously walked in through them, turning around to see the cab drive off as the gates swung shut again. She dragged her suitcase slowly along the garden path leading up to the great house which was actually a lot farther away than it seemed. On the way, Tara spotted three greenhouses, a few gazebos and an outdoor seating arrangement that looked as grand as though it were for a very expensive wedding. Finally, Tara stood before the front door, made of polished wood with a large brass lion head as the knocker.

  A tall man answered the door, and when he spoke, Tara recognized him as the distinguished-sounding man who had spoken over the intercom. “Miss Haverford, welcome. I’m Graham, the butler,” he said as he lifted Tara’s suitcase and gestured her inside. She walked in, suddenly very aware of the ratty plaid shirt she wore and her scuffed sneakers. She felt as though she ought to wear nothing less regal than a ball-gown and a string of pearls in a house like this. Suddenly, there were footsteps behind her and Tara turned to see her mother hurrying down a great staircase with her arms thrown wide open as she rushed towards Tara and buried her in a giant embrace.

  “Darling,” she squealed, “I’m so glad you made it.” She held Tara at an arm’s distance and said, “Oh, your hair’s shorter- why did you cut it? I liked it long; it hid your shoulders, sweetie.” Tara forced a tight smile as she wriggled out of her mother’s grip and ran her fingers through her blonde, shoulder length waves. “I like it this way,” she said almost defensively but her mother ignored her and turned to Graham. “Do you know when Paul gets back?” The butler nodded and said “This evening, madam.” Her mother thanked him and then led Tara into the living room, “Isn’t this place just wild? I would never have though I’d end up living in a house like this.”

  Tara looked around and said, “I thought I had the wrong address when the cab pulled up.” Her mother clicked her tong
ue and said, “Now Tara, I told you I could come pick you up-” and Tara shook her head, “No, that’s not what I meant to-” but she stopped, knowing her mother would only hear what she wanted to anyway.

  Their relationship had been difficult ever since Tara’s father had left when she was fifteen. Tara looked like her dad- blonde and tall, with rounded features, broad shoulders and an ample amount of flesh on her bones.

  Eileen, on the other hand, was petite and conventionally beautiful with her sleek dark hair, small rosebud mouth, and elegantly shaped hands and feet; and she seemed to constantly bemoan the way her daughter looked, often cushioning severe insults as motherly concern. Tara had grown up her whole life hearing things like, “Darling you’d be very pretty if you lost a few pounds,” and “I’m just worried about your health, I promise.”

  Tara had, over the years, learned to block these things out, and had struggled very hard to start her own personal revolution of loving herself, curves and all. Tara was quietly thinking this to herself when there was a high tinkling laugh and a young couple walked in arm-in arm, both breathtakingly gorgeous and Tara stared as the girl stopped laughing and said, “Sorry, didn’t know we had company.”

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  Eileen stood up and said, “This is my daughter, Tara. Darling, this is Noah, Paul’s son, and his girlfriend- um?” The girl smiled cattily as she said, “Denise,” and stuck her hand out. Tara stood up and shook her hand hesitantly as she said, “It’s nice to nice to meet you both.” Noah was looking at her as a cat might regard a strange new object and said, “Yes, pleasure,” before leading Denise out through large French windows towards a glimmering swimming pool. Tara looked at her mother who smiled tightly and said, “Those two just got here a few days ago, I haven’t really gotten the chance to- you know.” Tara nodded and sat back down, “Mom, are you happy?” Eileen looked at her daughter, marveling at how grown-up she looked and said, “I’m really happy that you’re here. Are you hungry? Come on, let’s get something to eat.”