This continues the story of Maurice, Gina and Melanie, begun in Broken In By Black Cock parts 1-5.
Warning: This story contains Non-Consent, interracial sex, BDSM, verbal and physical humiliation, and coerced cheating, as well as reluctant lesbian and anal sex.
As always, this is a fantasy, and is not meant to reflect or inspire any real-world attitudes or activities. If any of that isn't for you, please read no further.
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Day 5
Mel lay in the arms of her fiancé, her head resting upon the nook of his shoulder. It seemed almost unreal to have David back after the last four days she had endured. They had laid together all night, soaking in one another's presence, and he still had not asked her the question that must have been burning in his mind since he had seen her the day before.
It was not possible that he wouldn't ask. He had recognised her, had called after her by name. Even though he had been some distance away, even though there had been uncertainty in his voice. He
must
want to know whether it had been her. Mel had been bracing herself for the question since she had walked through the door, but it never came.
David yawned sleepily, then turned and kissed her on the forehead. She nuzzled closer to him, a empty pit of guilt within her stomach.
She had been pinned to Maurice's side when David had seen her, in the middle of one of his awful humiliation rites. The thought of Maurice made her twitch. She didn't know, couldn't quite compute what he was to her - that tall, lithe black man who made her call him Master and had made her taste every shade of shame and desire she could imagine over the past four days.
She had been covered in his cum, and that of a dozen other men, forced to walk by his side down a busy street in a bad part of town. But she had never dreamed to see David there.
Once they had escaped him, they had made their way back to the car. Mel had wanted Maurice to drive her straight back to her own house to wash the filth from her, but in retrospect Maurice had been right. If David had returned home to see her getting out of the shower in the middle of the work day, there would be little denying it had indeed been her he had seen.
Instead, Maurice had taken them back to Gina's apartment, where she had been able to answer David's frantic phone calls and pretend she was at work and had no idea what he was talking about. She was even allowed to shower and borrow some of Gina's clothes, and leave on time to get home as if she had undergone a normal work day. Although Maurice had made her suck his cock one more time before she left, something Mel was ashamed to remember she had acquiesced to without objection.
Now, cuddled in David's arms, that very thought was horrifying to her. "Good morning gorgeous." He kissed her on the head once more. "Did you have a good week without me?"
For a moment, Mel was lost for words. "It... it was... pretty standard I guess," she finished, lamely. "How was the conference?"
"Oh you know, business deals, negotiations. Tons of bluster and hot air. Lots of big swinging dicks." He kissed her, on the mouth this time, and she kissed him back. "I missed you though."
"I missed you too baby." And she had. She bathed in the comfort of his love. With his arms around her, it felt like the last week had been just a dream, like it hadn't really happened.
His mouth moved to the side of her neck, brushing her blonde curls out the way.
Mmmm, that felt nice.
"I love how your hair smells," he whispered into her ear, tickling her, "like jasmine. New shampoo?"
Gina's, although she couldn't tell him that.
He slid his hand down her toned belly. He was obviously feeling frisky after the conference, it seemed like it had gone well. Mel felt slightly revolted at the thought of sex after what had happened in the gym yesterday, but she felt like she couldn't turn him down after a week away. She should be pleased to see her fiancé. He would know something was up.
His hand slid further, over her pubic mound, and down between her thighs. She parted them for him. His fingers found her clit and she moaned softly into his ear.
That did feel good.
Her clit had felt hyper-sensitive all week. He rubbed there for a few seconds, then slipped two fingers inside her. They slid in with no resistance.
Was that normal?
"Oh god baby, you're so wet." Mel wasn't, not really, just a small amount of lubrication from his touch, but she said nothing.
Feeling like she should reciprocate, Mel put her own hand down to his groin and wrapped her fingers around his cock. He felt the same as always, but also smaller somehow.
His girth doesn't even fill up my whole hand.
She pushed that thought aside, embarrassed it could even slip into her mind. He was her fiancé! Her
husband-to-be.
She jacked him slowly, moving her hand up and down his shaft. He groaned in her ear.
Then, pushing her hand away, he rolled on top of her.
I guess that's enough foreplay then.
It was a long way from Gina's soft, wet lips and tongue exploring every inch of her body.
David pushed his cock against her entrance, and slid inside easily. A little too easily.
Mel felt a panicky feeling.
Had she changed down there? Would he notice?
"Ohh baby, your pussy feels..." Mel grimaced against his neck, waiting for the end of that sentence.
Different? Loose? Hollowed out? Ruined? "
...amazing!" She exhaled in relief.
Unfortunately Mel could not say the same. David began to pump in and out of her with enthusiasm. But he gave her none of the intense, full feeling she had become used to, with the heat that spread throughout her whole body. His stroke was not the endless drive of Maurice's, that curled her toes and sent sparks bursting behind her eyes. David's thrusts felt... empty.
Oh, what are you doing? What are you thinking?
Mel burned in shame and self-loathing at the mental comparison she had just made.
This is the man you love. You *love* him.
She closed her eyes, tried to focus on the sensations. The guilt of her blackmail was preventing her from concentrating properly, that's all.
She reached down and rubbed her clit, trying to prompt herself along.
David's thrusts were short and stabby. His breath was coming worryingly fast. "Are you nearly there baby? I'm going to cum soon."
Nearly there? She had barely started! Perhaps she could play for time.
She pushed him out of her. "Roll over." His eyes bulged, not used to this assertiveness from her, but he did as he was bidden. Kneeling between his legs she took him in her mouth, while her own fingers kept up the pace on her clit.
If she could tease him like this, she could get herself a bit further along, then he could fuck her again and maybe they could cum together.
But it was not to be. With one huge groan, David's whole body tensed and he began shooting in her mouth. Disgusted with him, Mel pulled away, letting him finish squirting upon his own belly. This was not unusual - before this week she had finished all of her boyfriends in this way. David, for his part, looked happy enough.
But she thought back to the feeling of Maurice unloading into the back of her throat, his dark fingers wrapped in her hair. The rapture she felt at having been able to bring him that far. And the bliss as she drank his seed down.
Her mind was lost within a swirl of conflicted emotions; guilt and shame and loyalty and lust playing upon her all at once.
***
Once David had cleaned himself off in the bathroom, he stepped back in with his hands hidden behind his back. "I got you something."
Mel perked up, a little. Her confused feelings still weighed heavy on her. But what girl doesn't like a present?
He handed it to her. An immaculate box in green velvet with a designer name in golden cursive on the side that she couldn't read. When she opened it, it took her breath away. It was a necklace, a tear-shaped pendant about the size of a walnut, in mirror-polished, high-carat gold. It sat heavy in her hand. It was threaded on a fine chain of the same gold, and when Mel turned it over there was an inscription.
Melanie,
My star in the darkness,
My sun in the dawn sky,
My light,
My love.
She squealed with joy and threw her arms around David's neck.
"I love it! I love you!" Of course she did, how could she ever question it?.
She kissed him deeply on the lips and when she pulled away he grinned at her, flushed.
"Where should we go today? We should celebrate!"
"Well, maybe don't love me too much right now." David's grin had become a bit nervous. "See, I've been called into work."
Mel's joy turned to cinders in her stomach. "Work?! But it's Saturday. You've just been away for the whole week!"
"I know, I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you." He pecked her on the lips. "Is that okay?"
