The massage therapist is wonderful, working out all of the kinks from the hours I’ve spent hunched over my computer while I finish my studies. When I step out of the shop, I feel like a brand-new person. As I start my trek down the sidewalk, I feel someone’s hand on my shoulder.“Excuse me,” a man I don’t recognize says. “Do you have a minute?”“I don’t, sorry,” I say, shrugging his touch away. I’m not interested in talking to any men that aren’t Jacob.“Are you sure?” he presses, stepping in close. “You’re gorgeous. I’d love to take you out for a coffee to get to know you.”Before I’m able to answer and tell the guy I’m married, I feel a presence to my right. Jacob’s voice asks, “Is this guy bothering you, baby?”“No,” I reply, pressing myself into his side. “He was just leaving.”I can tell the man wants to say something else, but Jacob’s looming figure is enough to send him in the opposite direction. When I turn around to thank my husband for saving me, he has a dark look on his fa
Ron and Kevin are two thugs making a living in the hood. Until recently, they’d spent the last five years working out in the prison gym. Recently they’d been released on parole (again). They were both black, in their early fifties now, with lots of prison tattoos and muscles. Tonight, the two were getting high while planning their next job. The last one had gone well- they’d come out of it with $2115 cash, some jewelry and a great time with a little twelve-year-old white girl. This time, they wanted to do better on cash. White girls were just a distraction. Plus, it’d been pointed out that leaving your DNA behind with two living witnesses was a very dumb thing to do. This time, they’d focus on money. They weren’t in any rush to get caught and sent back to The Walls. However, prisons made you horny as hell.Two nights after the first job, they crept into a home on 114th Street. In it they found a safe right where they’d been told they could find one (not all black maids are honest). D
“Listen, girl. You talk only when I says, and you does what I says. You understand me, Snow White?” he growled at her menacingly. He slapped her very hard across her face. She cringed, staggered, grabbing her face. “I won’t ask twice, bitch,” he snarled at her. He ripped the tape from her mouth, pulled the tape from her wrists.He stepped back. The two men stood there, staring at her. The big man asked her how old she was. She told him; “Seven, I mean, eight, eighteen. I just turned eighteen yesterday...” He asked her what bra size she wore. She stared back, not sure how to answer. The other man glared at her, looking like he was about to slap her again.“A, a, a 33C ... I mean, or like a 34 maybe...” Kelly mumbled, her voice trembling. No doubt. Kelly was well aware of her prominent bosom. She’d been flat chested till she was fifteen, then suddenly they just grew and grew. She was always having to buy a bigger bra. Tonight, she had on her old one, and damn it, she was kinda bulging o
Keven watched her staring at Ron’s hard-on. “My turn, bitch. Get your motherfucking ass over her and take my motherfucking pants off right motherfucking now, fucking little slut!” She turned, half kneeling, reached up towards his waistline. He yelled at her again. “Hold it! Take off that fucking bra first, bitch. Let’s see them motherfucking titties of yours.”Kelly paused, still kneeling on one knee. She was crying like crazy now, tears running down her cheeks and totally blurring her vision. She slowly reached in front, undid the front hook, let the bra slowly open. Slowly, as her firm, teenage breasts released, she eased her bra off. The two men made even more lewd comments about her. She had to go back to undressing the second man. She eased his gym pants down, then pulled his blue boxers off. His was gigantic too. He held it with his hand at the base, shaking it some. Big, not quite as long but definitely bigger around. It had this huge head on it too, a big fat ball sack undern
“You like it, girl? You like my black dick. You like dark meat, don’t you little girl. Yeah, take it, bitch. That’s it, take it. Fuck me, girl, take all of my black cock...”Farther into her he went. Kelly couldn’t believe how much was inside her. Then the worst part came when he began to rape her. Back and forth he rocked his hips now, making his huge dick go back and forth inside her. The pain wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be.She was wet inside already and he was all oiled up. The dope seemed to dull some of the pain, but still her pussy was stretched to a very painful size. Again and again, he slammed back and forth inside her. She could feel the flared end of the head as it moved back and forth in her, making that familiar sex feeling. She tried to ignore it. He started going faster, then harder. Deeper he went into her. He got in deep, way farther than her boyfriend ever had, and this caused some very sharp pain when he did. She cried out, even though her face was being
Have you ever come across one of those women who never seem to develop? The one whose voice never seems to show she’s a woman, let alone the body? The one everyone thinks of as a little girl? That’s me, and I hate everything about being this way.I’m still a fucking virgin, and it’s not due to fending off the boys. At 19 I have never dated anyone. Let’s just say the boys in my highschool didn’t have much interest in anyone like me, not even the pervs who would fuck anything with a hole.I hated highschool and have no interest in going to college, despite my parents’ wishes. Just what I need. More time around horny guys who don’t look at me at all. You know what? Fuck them all. They can kiss my fucking ass, every last one of them.I don’t need college and I sure as fuck don’t need to spend another hour in that kind of environment. My parents have never understood the hell I went through, since mom was never like me and dad was never one to speak with me about things like this. Had my b
No makeup has been applied to my face in a very long time and no need to start now. I wasn’t exactly fending the boys off when I was, so why bother? It didn’t draw their eyes to anything on my face and couldn’t see past my almost childlike appearance.My fingers turn the slick lock centered on the knob and almost slips between them as I curse quietly. I wish I didn’t need to lock the door, but Cin doesn’t respect privacy and my bedroom doesn’t have a lock. I’ve told Aaron to get me one ever since I moved in, but he doesn’t believe it’s necessary.I do count myself lucky that my bathroom is attached to my bedroom, just like theirs does, and don’t mind the small room. It’s just big enough for what I need and don’t mind the standup shower. It does the job I need it to do and don’t plan on ever having need of a bathtub.My hand grips the door hard enough to keep from slipping and opens it to see her sitting on the edge of my bed wearing what looks like a transparent negligee. I’m not surp
She starts to fight against my hands and I feel her hands press down, but I manage to keep her away from where she was trying to get to. Cin’s starting to piss me the fuck off and I know she won’t be deterred from getting me out of my towel. We both know there’s nothing on underneath, and I don’t think she’s going to stop until she gets her way.I groan as I grow tired of her games. “If I drop the towel and hug you, will you promise to leave me the fuck alone?”Her smile falters a little as her feminine voice drives me fucking crazy. “Yes. I’ll even do you one better. If you don’t enjoy it, I promise to stop everything.”I search her eyes for some hint of deception and wish I had the time to fight her off, but my work won’t wait. If this is what it takes to get her to leave me be, then so be it. There’s nothing about her that I really trust, but don’t have any other options right now. It would be impossible to fend her off all fucking day and I have a job to do.I glare at her as my v