Caught: Contemporary Taboo Romance (3 page)

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Things between Harley and me changed after that night – for the better. Chuck didn't call back, thankfully. No, the big news was that my stepdad caught my mother cheating on him. He was so pissed he threw her out. She was making a ton of money with all the hours she worked, so he didn't feel too bad for her. I hadn't known what she was doing, but I wasn't surprised.

“I'm so sorry, Harley. Do you want me to leave too?”

“What?” He looked up at me, the splotch of gray in his hair making him look majestic. “No, you can stay if you want. I just can't believe your mom did that to me.”

“I know. She can be a bitch sometimes.”

“Don't talk about your mom like that.” He looked at me sternly.

“I'm just confused, Har.” I think he liked the nickname I'd chosen for him. “I mean, she's my mom, but you and I are so great together.”

“But I'm older than you and it's not going to work.”

“But I think I love you,” I blurted out, instantly wishing I could take it back.

He frowned, looking at me but saying anything. Before he uttered a word, I threw myself on the floor in front of him. With one swift pull, his sweatpants were down around his ankles near the floor. His cock was flaccid, but it was still huge. When he didn't stop me or say anything, I reached out and tenderly took it in one of my hands.

My small fingers made it look even more huge. I couldn't believe I'd had it deep inside of me. What I could believe was that I was going to have him all to myself. I smiled at the thought then began to suck his cock, acutely aware of my teeth and making sure they didn't make contact with his skin. I was the happiest girl in the world. Then mom came back and ruined everything.

Caught Cheating

I had my tablet in one hand and my phone, pressed to my ear, in the other. I had way too much going on, but I was trying to get into the local community college. After what happened with Harley, my black stepfather, I wanted to further my education and not have to mooch off of him. Being 18 years old, I didn't have a lot of experience in the world, but I wanted to prepare myself for leaving the nest.

The lady on the phone wasn't very helpful.

“Okay, thanks anyway.”

I hung up the phone and tossed it beside me on the bed. Looking down at the tablet, I closed the browser window of the school's website. After my mom had been caught cheating, Harley was heartbroken. He didn't want anything to do with me, which hurt. I was still living with him. My plan was to take some nursing classes at the local community college and start working toward becoming an RN.

If I have to start as a CNA and work in home healthcare, so be it,
I thought to myself. I opened the web browser on the tablet again, but this time I didn't go to the school's website. I needed a break. After calling up my favorite free porn site, I scooted so my back was against my wooden headboard. Most women didn't like visual porn, but I was different. If I had my way, I would just lay around, watch porn and rub myself all day long.

One of the small thumbnail images on the homepage of the site caught my eye. A big, naked black man was behind a bent over blonde who was thin, just like me. Amazed at the similarity and suddenly obsessed with big, black cocks, I clicked and waited for the video to load. At twenty minutes, it was a long one, but I wasn't sure if I'd be able to make it all the way to the end without screaming in orgasm.

I pulled the progress tab about five minutes into the clip, usually when the good stuff happened. I didn't care too much for the scenery and the buildup. I wanted to see hardcore fucking. As the video started playing, I marveled for a moment at how much the man on the video looked like my stepdad. He was younger, but there was definitely a resemblance.

And the blonde woman. She looked a lot like me. I started to imagine that my stepfather was doing all the things the man in the video was doing – like getting his cock sucked. The actor's large, black cock looked too big for her tiny mouth, but she managed to get a lot of it into her mouth. Then he started moving her head up and down with his hand.

His black skin against her bleached blonde hair was such a turn on. The whole scene reminded me of the past encounters I'd had with Harley. How I'd dreamed and imagined and then really seen his cock up close and personal. And then I'd gotten to taste it and feel it inside of me. I moaned as my hand continued rubbing my pussy, moving from my asshole up to my clit then back again.

The black man on the video was fucking the white girl's tight pussy now. The sight of that black monstrosity plowing in and out of the poor woman's tight hole was really hot. I really wanted to watch the rest of the video, but I soon felt myself getting closer and closer to an orgasm. I concentrated on my tiny clitty and pushed myself over the edge. Pleasure washed over me like warm water in a bath.

As I bathed in the afterglow of the orgasm, I knew what I'd been thinking was wrong, but it felt so right that I didn't want to stop. In fact, I wanted to take my relationship with Harley. I was only eighteen years old, but I would be good to him – unlike my mother.
Bitch.
I fell asleep wishing that I didn't grow up to be like her. That would be the worst.

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Later that night, I woke up to a large noise in the hallway. Harley was drunk again and stumbling around noisily as he tried to make his way to his bedroom. I waited a few minutes until the house got quiet again. Wearing nothing but my panties and a skimpy pink bra, I tip toed down the hallway to the master bedroom.
I want my master's cock,
I thought. Step by step, I got closer to my most forbidden desire.

When I peeked into his room, I couldn't believe my eyes. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands. What was most strange was that he was crying. I thought about running away, but I was a woman and I had to help console him. Hurrying so that he wouldn't see me and try to stop me, I walked in the room and got on the floor in front of him.

I put my hands on his knees and looked up at him, hoping he would stop crying. I didn't like to see men cry. At first, I just rested my head in his lap. Not too long after that, I felt his anaconda stirring beneath his jeans. Not wanting to change my mind or for him to stop me, I undid his pants, the big bulge in his underwear easily recognizable.

“Let's get you undressed and into bed,” I said, standing up and reaching for his hands.

He mumbled something drunkenly, but he stood up. I took the opportunity to pull his pants and boxers down. With a little effort, I got him to step out of them without falling to the floor or squishing me. The whole time, his massive black dick was waving back and forth. I was so turned on, I couldn't take my eyes off of it. Instead of going to lay down on the bed, he surprised me when he reached down and started stroking himself while mumbling.

“Here, let me take care of that for you.”

Without another word, I leaned forward and started sucking firmly on just his thick mushroom head. He reached down and put his hand on the back of my neck. I took more of him into my mouth as he pulled me closer. When I reached my limit, I pulled my head back, gasping for air. I began playing with his balls with one hand while continuing to kiss, suck and lick every inch of his dick.

Then I grasped it in both my hands, barely able to reach all the way around it was so thick. As I sucked, I stroked him from base to hip, my hands slipping and sliding up and down his shaft. I wasn't sure how long it would take to make him cum because he'd been drinking, but I was willing to put the work in. I wanted to make him feel good and let him know how I felt. I knew what I had to do to take him all the way to orgasm.

“You like me sucking your hard black dick, daddy?”

That was all it took to send him over the edge. When he heard me say the word daddy, he arched his back, his black muscles rippling. I felt the cock quiver in my fingers. Then it began shooting long, sticky loads one after the other. Some of it hit me on the cheek while the next two made it right into my mouth. The last three squirts hit my breasts. The amount of cum he spewed all over me was amazing.

I went to wash up. By the time I got back, he was asleep. I pulled a blanket over him then went back to my room. I had a lot of thinking about. Harley had just gotten a pity blowjob, but I knew I wanted more. I knew it was wrong to want him, to crave his big, black cock, but it felt so good. My dreams were of him that night. He saved me then fucked me again and again.

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“Wake up, baby girl.”

I opened my eyes and saw Harley standing next to my bed.

“I'm up, I'm up,” I said, not really up yet.

“You're gonna be late for your test to get into nursing school.”

“Shit! I totally forgot.”

I jumped out of bed, forgetting I had no top on. Harley looked away but not before getting another good, long look at my pert breasts and amazing nipples. All the guys I'd ever gone out with had said something nice about my nipples at one point or another after they saw them. I didn't see anything special, but it felt nice for them to be admired.

Once in the bathroom, I stripped out of my panties and jumped in the shower. The answers for the test were still on my cell phone. I knew I shouldn't bring it with me, but I really wanted to pass. I wanted to show Harley I was a big girl that could take care of myself. Well, at least when it came to a job. When it came to cock, only he could take care of me. I wanted him inside me constantly.

After my shower, I got dressed quickly and pulled my hair back in a ponytail. I was sure a few men would be at the test to get into nursing school, but I didn't care how I looked in front of them. I just wanted to take the test and be done with it. By the time I reached the building where the test was being administered on campus, I still didn't know what I was going to do.

Before I went in, I slipped my cell phone in the waistband of my miniskirt. I pulled my white, button-up blouse out to help hide my cheating device. It wasn't perfect, but it would have to do. I was already too close to being late. Inside the building, I saw a lot of other young women and few men here and there throughout the large testing room. I found a seat near the back as the older man at the front began talking.

“I'm Mr. Jensen...” He droned out about rules and regulations, but I stopped listening. Instead of paying attention, I glanced around to see if the people around me would rat me out if they saw me cheating. Unfortunately, they were preppy girls that would turn me in quickly and without remorse. My only plan of action was to wait until they'd finished the test. That was going to make it even harder not to be noticed while I was cheating, but I had to at least try.

About two thirds of the way through the test, the preppy bitches that would've fit into the Heather's movie perfectly got up and proudly strode to the front of the classroom to turn in their test papers. As soon as they were out of the room, I put my plan into action. I couldn't believe how easy it was to cheat! I should've been cheating all through high school! I thought, smiling to myself.

Then I heard Mr. Jenson clearing his throat behind me.
Fuck!
I was caught, and I knew it. I looked up at him, trying to be as cute and adorable as possible while also showing remorse for my mistake. He snatched the phone from me and nodded his head.

“Come with me, missy. We need to have a talk.”

I almost cracked a joke about my name not being Missy, but I knew it wasn't the right time for jokes. I needed something else. Then I remembered how much power I had over Chuck, Harley and most of the other men in my life. Mr. Jenson was ancient – maybe fifty years old!
Would he even be turned on by me?
I wondered. When we got to his office, he shut the door then walked around his desk to sit down.

“Have a seat, young lady. We need to have a serious talk.”

“I'm so sorry, Mr. Jenson, sir. I just found out my mom cheated on my stepdad and they're split up and fighting and I'm under a lot of stress.”

I was actually under Harley's muscled black body more than being under stress, but he didn't need to know about my dirty little secret. Then it hit me. If I had a secret between Mr. Jenson and me, he might forget about me cheating and let me take the test normally.

“I'm sorry to hear you're having problems at home, but you're a young woman now. You're eighteen years old. Right?”

He leaned forward, a little too anxious to know my age. At that point, I knew I had him under my control if I played my cards correctly.

“Do you want to spank me?”

I stood up suddenly, and twirled around and bent down so my ass was raised in the air. My short skirt was lifted just enough to give him a perfect view of my pussy. I was so glad I'd decided not to wear any panties to the test. The idea that I would be in an old man's office showing my pussy had never crossed my mind, but I was prepared. I was going to make one hell of a nurse.

He reached out and lightly tapped me on the ass.

“Harder!”

He slapped my ass cheeks again, making a sound this time.

“Mmmm. That's so good. I've shown you mine. Why don't you show me yours?”

I watched in amazement as he undid his pants. His cock was small and his balls were wrinkly and hung down too far.