Eight year old Susan Wilkins whimpered as the long, thick black cock was slowly dragged from her stretched, abused anus, still sore and hurting after hours and hours of sodomy on her bed. Her small, plump body trembled with the pain of having been forced open so wide, the huge cock driven so very deep in her guts and what seemed like gallons of slime pumped into her bowels as the huge 'thing' ejaculated into her for the tenth time that morning as the sky outside began to brighten.

She grunted as the monstrous cock-head sucked out of her, much bigger than now than when it first was shoved into her bum earlier in the night.

"Slurp!" it went as it slipped wetly from her leaking bottom.

"Unngh!" she moaned, feeling the sprained muscles of her rectum trying unsuccessfully to close, her anus gaping wide open and the gallons of goo oozing out of her ruined bottom.

The man's huge hand grasped her whole head, dragging her face to his crotch, jamming the large, wet plumb-like head of his cock into her open, gasping mouth and forcing it into throat as she weakly struggled. The huge warm, throbbing tube was now a little smaller than when it was in her arse-hole, wet with her shit and its own sperm, allowing it to slide easily into her throat and deep down into her struggling neck.

The 'man' laughed and kept pulling her face up onto his cock, forcing it in all the was until her lips was pressed up hard against his crotch. He gasped in delight and then she felt him squirting into her belly, warm seed flooding her stomach in an endless stream, the man's thick cock jumping and squirting into her face for ages.

Then he released her and she slowly slid off of him, backwards onto the bed, the long, long penis sliding out of her throat where it had been so deeply embedded before. She lay there, gasping for breath, looking up into the smiling face of the huge black man standing naked in front of her, his cock shiny and wet from her throat, hanging limply down between his thick, powerful thighs.

"That was some good tail, little one," he smiled down at the quivering little white child, "Now soak in my juices, absorb my seed until my next visit!"

Then she saw him fade like smoke, into thin air as the sun rose through the window, leaving the child with a swollen belly and an open, leaking anus. Susan was still moaning in pain as her belly slowly returned to normal. Her anus would take much longer to close, just like that last time the Boogieman had visited her. She sobbed on her bed, knowing that he would come many more times until she had soaked up much more of his 'seed'.

She no longer believed her mother when the woman had said that the Boogieman was just a fairytale.

Susan jumped out of her sleep, not sure why she felt so frightened. Her memories of her youth had all vanished and she had visited many psychologists in order to find out what her mind was blocking besides all the men that had molested her as a child. The endless stream of 'uncles' that visited her mother back in Australia while she was growing up. Many of them had come into her bedroom and raped her every night as she grew up, by the time she was thirteen she was known as the neighbourhood slut, every man in the area boasting how many times they had fucked her tight holes, of how good she was at sucking cock, actually swallowing the sperm.

She had emigrated to the UK when she turned twenty three, taking her savings and coming to London and studying accounts and business studies at the University of London. She stayed away from men as she did her schooling, but got involved with a man from 'back home' and who eventually left her for a black woman from the class, returning to 'Auz' with her and leaving Susan pregnant and alone. Now one wanted a pregnant woman.

The psychologists that she had seen could not unlock the dark hole in her memories, the trauma of some forgotten event still hidden from her. What she did have was a deep fear of large black men though, every time one looked at her, smiled her way, she would feel a deep terror.

The man who owned TFH Financial was a rich and powerful black man who everyone liked and respected a great deal. She had been interviewed by Oswald Thomson and the big Jamaican had smiled at her as she sat there trembling in panic. He and the other person, a large, hefty black woman named Billie Black, finally told her that she had got the job. She thanked them, shaking hands with both and remembering feeling a horrible need when she touched the black man's hand.

She saw him often, passing him in the hall every day, the man insisting on stopping to talk to her.

"How's the baby coming along," he asked her with his pleasant baritone, "Not long now, eh?"

She forced a smile.

"Yes, she's going to be a healthy little girl, big and heavy like her mother was!" she told him, rubbing her swollen belly.

She had a sudden flash of memory, of herself as a child laying naked in bed with her belly swollen, rubbing it as it slowly shrank.

She staggered, Oswald grabbing and holding her up in his strong arms, staring down at her with concern in those big brown eyes. She almost melted as she stared up into them, so warm and caring. She pulled herself free and shook. How could she even think like that?

"Are you OK?" he asked, still the concern was in his voice.

"Yes!" she said quickly, "Just a dizzy spell."

"Maybe you should go home and rest, take a few day's off. Aren't you due soon?" he asked her.

"Yes, but I didn't think it would come now." she replied, still trying to understand what this man out of all those blacks that she had hated and avoided felt so good to be close to.

"Go home, take the week off and I will 'square' it with Billie later. I'm on my way to see her now anyway." he said.

She left the building and headed home, relief at not having to see the man for the next week at least.

She ended up in hospital having her daughter, who she called Isobel Jane James, using her father's name on the birth certificate in case the girl wanted to find him later.

While in the hospital, she lay in her bed listening to a woman in the next bed, taking to her friend.

"My mother told me that there really was a 'Boogieman' and that he likes a bit of tail." she laughed, "I told her that it was all just a fairytale and that no one believes that shit any more!"

For some reason those word stuck in her head, the Boogieman liking 'tail'. She shuddered and pulled her sheets higher, as if to shield herself from the imagined thing. She laughed to herself, thinking that she had seen too many horror films in her youth.

The pretty little Isobel, or Izzy as she liked to call her, grinned up at her as she hugged her to her breast. She relaxed and thought about all the things she wanted for her little girl. She went home and settled in, the cot was placed in her large bedroom next to her bed. She had always slept light before that, but began to notice that she was starting to sleep much heavier now.

The baby was crying again when Susan woke up after about three months back at home, her mouth was full of goo and she found herself swallowing it down, tasting some awful 'fishy' flavour and grimacing with disgust as it oozed down into her throat. She got up and went to the cot, checking to see that everything was alright, then she pulled open the curtains to let the sun come in.

Her bottom felt sore and her pussy was open and very wet, as if she had sex with very big man. She felt herself, feeling slime running out of her, going to the shower to clean herself.

Susan was the manager for accounts now, her daughter was eight years old and she had not entertained any man for quite some time, still reeling from Izzy's father leaving her after all these years.

She had bought herself a very large, thick black twisting vibrator, sliding into her aching pussy and up her greedy bum every night, cumming hard and constant. She normally slept well after that, waking wet and always leaking loads of goo.

Isobel slept in the other room now, the girl had her own TV and a games console that she seemed to spent all her time playing. She had twice found her mother's large black dildo where the woman

had hidden it, bringing it to her and asking what it was. "It's a massager, Dear." she had told the child, "It's used for relieving yourself when you have pains!"

She smiled at her cleverly accurate description, taking it away from the little brown haired girl and putting it in a different place.

Many mornings over the years she had woken up feeling as though she had been fucked stupid, finding the thick dildo embedded in her bottom or her aching pussy and sometimes not even remembering having used it the night before. It was always sopping wet and she always leaked some very thick, disgusting slime from her holes.

She thought about visiting her doctor to discuss the problem of the slime, but always seemed to forget after she got out of bed. She got up, showered, washed Izzy changing both of them onto their clothes and getting breakfast before going out and dropping her pretty daughter to school.

Her boss was his pleasant, happy self again this morning and she was not surprised at all. He always seemed to be happy and jovial, especially around her. She got the feeling that he liked her much more than as an employee, but she told herself that she didn't go for black men, no matter how nice they were and no matter how much her pussy leaked whenever she was in his presence. She wouldn't surrender to the ache in her belly, her bottom, not even if he were the last man alive. She just would not go out with a black man, no matter how rich they were.

But he had never made any overt moves on her though, never even suggesting taking her out or anything. But the feeling was still there.

The man had not dated in the eight and a half years that she had worked there. She had never seen or heard of him going out with anyone at all.

There were several women there who spoke of how badly they wanted to ride him, feel the huge, powerful man between their thighs. A few had even tried ask him out after flirting with him for ages, but the man had told them that he was too busy.

Susan couldn't stop the juices from flowing into her panties, leaking down her hefty thighs whenever she was around him, as much as she told herself that she hated it, she always 'juiced' when he was next to her and she was sure he could smell it because she definitely could.

She didn't understand it, didn't believe that she could have any feelings for a black man, but she melted every time he looked into her eyes.

Young Isobel was very frightened when the huge naked man grabbed her head and pushed his big 'thing' into her mouth, squirting that gooey stuff into her throat and making her swallow it all up.

"Ahhhhh! Suck! SUCK! That's it, drink my seed down, sweet little fairy" he gasped as the child struggled to gulp down the tons of fishy slime he 'peed' into her mouth. The thick slime like porridge as it slowly filled her belly.

Then he pushed her back down onto the bed and pulled her clothes from her plump body, throwing it to the floor, smiling as he gazed down at her.

"Nice!" he said, "I'm going to enjoy fitting my cock into your sweet young tail every single night from now on!"

Izzy sobbed as he climbed onto the bed, rolling her onto her belly. She felt thick warmth as a huge round 'knob' rubbed between her chunky buttocks until it pressed against her anal opening. Then she grimaced, gasping in pain as it suddenly pressed hard against her, grunting as pressed inwards, forcing her open and squeezing into her virgin anus, spreading her wide as it sank into her trembling body, hurting her rectum.

The child screamed and screamed, trying to call her mother, but failing to form the words, sure that the woman would crash through the door any moment.

But she didn't come and the huge, thick mast of warm flesh surged deeper and deeper, sprawling her wide in it's wake.

Her fingers gripped the sheets as her bum quivered. She had never imagined this kind of pain, this deep gut-wrenching agony ripping into her.

The man's 'thing' was now moving inside her, sliding thickly within her stretched, sprawled-open anus, her guts being forced open as the man sought to bury himself inside her small body.

"Unngh! Unngh! A socket for my cock! Unngh! Unngh! Unngh!" he grunted as he shoved himself into her, laying his heavy black body down on her small white one and gripping her tightly, packing her full and hurting her with each hard thrust as he buggered her.

Then he gasped, his cock pumping inside her, throbbing and jumping as released his 'seed' into her painfully stuffed bowels.

"Oww! Oww! Oww! Owwoooooh!" she squealed, gasping and moaning as the man's huge 'thing' kept throbbing in her arse-hole.

Then she screamed in pain as she felt him gasp, his cock suddenly thickened in her arse-hole, stretching her wider and hurting her even more.

"Ahhhhh!" he gasped and then hugged her tighter as he began to sodomised her again, sliding himself harder in her bottom, fucking her rectum savagely as he sought to relieve himself inside her once again.

Susan woke up without the usual slimey throat or gooey bottom today. She didn't even find the dildo plugged into her bottom as usual.

She got up feeling cheerful and happy, going into the shower, cleaning herself and then telling herself dry as she went into her room and changed for work.

She was puzzled as to why she had not seen Izzy up at her usual early time. She went into her daughter's bedroom and found her laying under the covers, staring out of the window, her eyes wide with fear and her nightie on the floor.

"Izzy, why aren't you up yet?" she asked the child, "You have school!"

"Mummy," she asked, looking at her mother now, "Why didn't you come and save me?"

Susan was puzzled.

"Save you from what, Dear?" she asked with a nervous laugh. "From the Boogieman!" Isobel James sobbed.

Susan was distressed all day. Izzy had told her that she had screamed and cried, but she had heard nothing at all coming from the girl's room even though the girl's door had been open just like her own. She was positive that the girl had been suffering from a nightmare, telling the girl that there was no such thing as Boogiemen and that it was just a fairytale that people told to their kids to frighten them.

The girl was adamant that the Boogieman had visited her, telling her that he was huge and black and that he told her she was his little fairy and that he was making her his bit of 'tail'.

Susan had laughed at that, telling the girl to get ready for school.

She had bathed her, finding her anus a bit red and slightly open, but put that down to her diet and the bran flakes that she insisted that the child use in the morning for her breakfast. She went to work, no longer thinking about what the girl had dreamed until she saw her boss smiling at her.

The Boogieman.

What had she said? He made her his 'tail'? That bothered her now, she had never heard Izzy used that word before in that context. She remembered something that she had overheard many years ago that stuck in her head.

"The Boogieman loves young tail!"

She shuddered. Tail.

Something stirred hidden old memories within her. Her anus clenched and her pussy leaked.

She needed to see her analyst again, very soon.

Isobel lay in her bed, frightened. It was dark inside, but the light from the hall kept her room bright enough to see.

She knew the Boogieman was coming back, he said so to her as he hurt her bum-bum all night long with his huge, hard thing that kept getting bigger and bigger inside her.

She held the sheet up close to her face, looking into the dark places, wondering where he would come from.

She screamed as the air in front of her bed tore open and the grinning man stepped through, reaching for her face and lifting her up, pulling her to him and stuffing his thick cock into her screaming mouth. She gurgled, choking as the thing filled her small mouth. A flood of warm seed filled her throat, forcing her to swallow and swallow, gulping the porridgy mess down into her belly. She stopped fighting now, drinking his gushing sperm as it kept spurting into her mouth.

Then he gasped again, plucking the thing from her sucking lips and pushing her back onto the bed.

She lay there, her belly feeling so very warm, her mouth tasting fishy. She licked her lips unconsciously and the Boogieman started to laugh.

"You like that, don't you?"

The little girl shook her head, but he laughed again.

"Don't worry, I will give you lots and lots of that to drink, my lovely little fairy." he said.

He pulled her nightie, the child not even feeling like fighting now as it slipped from her body.

She was rolled onto her belly and felt the bed move when he climbed up over her, pressing that monster between her buttocks and forcing it into her tight little rectum.

The little girl just grunted, her face pained as the large cock spread her open, squeezing into her guts in a quick push, hurting her badly. She sobbed softly, feeling him moving in her, stuffing that thing deep into her painfully spread rectum.

"Nice and tight!" he growled in his deep, thick voice, seeming to speaking inside her head, her belly.

He lay on her back now, hugging her small white body tightly and stroking that swollen mass in her guts until she groaned, the pain seeming to finally ease and the man chuckling as he buggered her for ages on the bed.

Susan woke up suddenly, feeling disturbed after the terrifying dreams she just had of huge black men using her for day's at a time, squirting their seed into her holes and forcing her to drink their stuff. She lay there for a long time, deciding to go and check up on her daughter. She got up, going out into the hall, walking over to the darkness of her Isobel's open doorway. But as she went inside she got a shock, the bed was completely empty.

Susan searched frantically, looking under the bed and then in the cupboard where the clothes were, but she could find no trace of the little girl.

She ran out, going back into her own room to see if she was in there and she had somehow missed her, but again nothing.

Susan screamed out her daughter's name, calling for her and crying as she searched every inch of the house for the eight year old.

Isobel groaned as the huge black man slowly pulled his long thick cock from her rectum, sliding it slowly out of her open, leaking anus with a juicy "Slurp!"

She gasped, whimpering in discomfort as she watched her mother running about, looking for her, screaming out her name. She raised her hand to the woman, trying to call her until the man grabbed her head and forced his cock into her throat, squirting that thick, gooey stuff into her belly again. She swallowed, no longer concerned about her mother's distress and why the woman didn't see her laying there with the huge ban over her. She gulped and gulped, the thick spew filling her belly for the second time that night, making her feel really good. Then the cock popped from her throat and she gasped, laying back and gasping as the stuff slowly digested.

Susan had come back upstairs and got the shock of her life when she saw the child laying there, her belly quite swollen and her mouth juicy with some kind of thick, slimy goo. She didn't rush in, instead standing at the door and reaching in to switch on the light. She didn't know of there was someone in there, so wasn't taking chances.

The room brightened up and she saw Isobel's nightie laying in a heap on the floor. The shock slowly reached her when she saw that Isobel's anus was open wide enough for her to fit her hand inside. What seemed like gallons of slime was leaking out of her. On the bed next to her was the huge black dildo that she had forbidden the child from taking from her bedroom, still buzzing and writhing on the bed.

"Oh my God..." she choked, unable to speak.

She reached for the child, picking her up and hugging her tightly.

"Mummy is so sorry..." she sobbed, feeling as though she could have done something to prevent this.

"Don't cry, Mummy!" Isobel said weakly, "It didn't hurt so much this time!"

Susan wanted to take the child to see her analyst, maybe he could discover what it was that was driving her to such extremes.

She was upset all day, unable to concentrate on her work, shouting at staff and being a real bitch all day until Her boss came and pulled her into her office.

"What's going on, Susan?" Billie asked her, the large, heavy-chested black woman seemed very concerned.

Over the last few years Susan had found herself becoming more and more friendly towards the woman, more attached to her just as she had found herself being more drawn to the huge black owner of the company.

As she became closer to the woman with the huge brown eyes she opened up more and more to her, even letting her know how she originally felt about her and her boss.

Billie hugged her to her huge strangely firm breasts, pressing her face into the warm flesh and stroking her short blonde hair. She felt so warm and comforted, protected. She opened up, telling the big black woman all of her fears, of finding her little girl laying there with the huge dildo and her terror that the child was becoming warped by her own actions.

"Nonsense!" she told Susan, "It sounds like the child just needs her mother more. Maybe I should come and meet her, give her a nice talk and let her know that she has a friend?"

Susan thought about that, thinking that maybe that was a good idea. She had yet to let the woman meet her little girl anyway. "Susan, I really think that you should have a chat with Oswald!" Billie smiled reassuringly, "He is very concerned about you and I know he would want to help any way he could."

Susan didn't know what to say as she stood with her face pressed against the woman's firm full breasts. The stroking of her friend's hand soothing her, calming her.

"OK!" she sighed as she felt herself floating on that cloud of calm.

She was led up to Oswald's huge office and taken up to the man's desk. He came around to her and smiled as he gave her a friendly hug.

"What's going on?" he asked Billie.

"She is not doing so well, she need a strong man to help her!" the woman smiled as Susan felt herself swooning in the huge man's powerful arms, unable to remember when she had gone from hating him to feeling so good in his embrace. She moaned softly as his hand stroked her back, not even fighting when his hand slipped down to cup her buttock, squeezing it softly.

"You can leave her with me now," he said, "I'll look after her!" Susan heard the door close and knew that she was alone with the man now. She lifted her face up to his and stared into those warm brown eyes, seeing him smile down at her as he continued to fondle her bum.

"I have wanted you for so long. Now you're mine!" he sighed, pressing his mouth down on hers, his thick, wet tongue slipping between her lips.

She melted like heated chocolate, sucking on his tongue and swallowing the spit that slowly filled her mouth. She felt her skirt lift and the man's large hand slip into her panties, massaging the flesh of her buttocks.

She didn't resist as he pushed her against the desk and lifted her onto it, pulling her panties down off her hefty thighs, dropping them on the floor and spreading them wide open. She gasped as his fingers stroked and rubbed at her, feeling the thick finger slipping into her.

"Ahhhhhhh!" she gasped, clinging to him.

"Yes!" he smiled, "I think you always needed this. I'm going to eat you and fuck you so much today!"

He dropped to his knees and she grasped his head as he licked and sucked at her pussy, his long wet tongue lapping her juicy slit and the man moaning in delight as he sucked up her flowing juices. His rough tongue rasped against her clit, making her tremble. He sucked on it, rubbing the tip of his tongue on it. Susan created out, cumming harder than she ever had, not even her huge vibrator had made her cum that hard.

Before she even had time to recover, he was standing, in her arms, his absolutely huge black cock being forced up inside her hungry pussy, hurting as she was spread open to accept him. "Arghhhh!" she cried, holding his hips had pulling him into her, needing his monstrous mast of meat deep.

"Yessss!" he gasped as he filled her, sliding so very deep inside her pussy.

His mouth sought hers again, his cock sliding inside her savagely grasping vagina, hurting her as it reared her open, burrowing deeper and deeper.

Suddenly she screamed, orgasms hitting her in a long series of savage cums, ripping through her body and making her tremble. "Yes, cum for me!" he gasped into her mouth, "I'll make you feel like this all the time from now on, keep you you full of my warm seed. You belong to me now!"

She shuddered, cumming harder at his words.

"Y...yes Oswald!" she gurgled.

He fucked her all afternoon, lifting her up and sitting in his chair, the white woman riding him as he worked at his desk.

Susan got home later, picking Izzy up from the neighbour who usually kept her, her daughter was the child's best friend. "Thanks for looking after her for me Mandy, I had a late session with my boss and couldn't get away." she told the plump woman, her anus still hurting from his savage thrusting.

"Never mind, Izzy is a delight and the girls stayed up in Sarb's room." said Mrs Remphry.

The fat woman had been single for three years since her husband left her for a slim young white girl at his office. The two of them had so much in common.

Susan was still leaking when she took Isobel home, still oozing cum and she made dinner and sat watching TV with the little girl.

Isobel gulped down the thick sperm of the huge back man before he forced his cock down into her throat, pushing into her neck. She didn't struggle as he fit himself deep, pressing her face into his crotch hard and gasping as he peed into her, relieving himself inside her.

She moaned as the one and a half gallons of warm urine filled her up, her belly swelling as though she was pregnant.

"Now lay back and digest my juices, my sweet little fairy!" the huge black man said.

Her bottom was still wide open, leaking sperm onto the sheets. He had used her there all night, his cock getting thicker, longer every time he squirted his 'stuff' into her. Somehow, every time he used her there, she got tighter the next time he squeezed up into her, but it hurt less and less.

Now he finished and pulled out of her throat, sliding his massive cock from between her lips and standing back to smile down at her.

"Good little tail!" he grinned, his teeth white in the darkness, "Just like your lovely mother. She felt really good when I held her today. Soon she will bring me home to meet you and I will be able to fuck your sweet little body all day long as well!"

Isobel lay back in the bed as the huge man kissed her mouth, his long, thick tongue licking into her open, welcoming mouth.