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Seduced Sales Agent - I (m/f, i/r, n/c)
by
Black Demon
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Standard Disclaimer!
This is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
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Deanna Williams loved the fresh air of the fall and the breeze from
the gulf. Shaking her long blonde hair about, she looked at her
sparkling diamond ring, for she was soon to be wed to her fianc Drew
Hollington. She then checked her folder on the property fact sheet
again, wanting to be knowledgeable on all aspects of the property. She
had shown this property once before to this potential client, who had
shown some interest but then had to go out of town for a week. She had
met this client merely from receiving a call from him, in response to an
ad she had placed in the colorful real estate magazine, covering the
entire city of New Orleans. Deanna however felt a little uncomfortable
with this potential client, perhaps because he was black and she had not
had much contact with blacks. She was not prejudiced against blacks,
had made friends with some blacks in school but this was her first
business dealings with a black man, a 6'5" black man of about 250 lbs.
Deanna thought hopefully that this potential sale would come true.
She could use the commission, as she had spent most of her savings on
the upcoming wedding. As commissions fluctuated a lot each month,
Deanna earned extra money as a professional model at her uncle's
studio. Her fianc had also expended most of his savings for the
wedding and honeymoon trip. She thanked the stars for spending the
extra money on advertising in this particular magazine, with top quality
color pictures of the properties and also a color picture of her at the
top of her page. Both she and her fianc were a bit worried after
seeing how fast the savings went for the wedding. A sale now would
assure a large commission upon her return, allowing her and her husband
to totally enjoy the honeymoon.
The magazine ad had really been the key for Kareem Thomas' initial
call to see the place. Little did Deanna know that it was not the
picture of the property that prompted the call but the picture of
herself in the magazine. When Kareem first saw her picture, his cock
stirred in his tight fitting pants. "Man, I'd sure like to have her
squirming on my ole black snake! Wonder if she had anything like this
before, knowing full well she had not from her na ve looks. Man, she
looks like an angel and so innocent looking! I swear, this babe looks
like a teenage beauty queen! She looks like she's sweet sixteen!" he
thought aloud. And with that, he had placed the call.
On the first meeting, Kareem brought one of his bimbo call girls
with him, posing as his sweetheart. Kareem had instructed her to wander
about the house while he spent time with the white beauty. This scheme
had worked, as Deanna's apprehension could be seen when Kareem's
muscular black body got out of the car. Deanna felt relieved to have
another female there, not mattering if that female was black or white.
Deanna just felt more comfortable, having another female there, instead
of her being alone with this huge black man. The thought came to her
mind as to whether it was true what they said of black men.
The home for sale was a brand new executive model on display, with
various decorators placing their works and furnishings in the model.
The model would be sold as is or there were two other models to choose
from but were being shown without the nice furnishings.
Deanna was excited that the prospective client expressed his
interest in the display model with all the furnishings. The price of
$550,000 did not faze him at all and he indicated that he would pay cash
if he decided upon it. Seeing how well he was dressed and the fancy
sports car he drove, Deanna did not question his ability to pay.
Looking at his business card, it indicated he was the owner of a
trucking firm located on the north side of town. Little did she know
that there was no such trucking firm, just the impression the expensive
business card eluded to. The fancy sports car was loaned to him by his
buddy, while he was out of town for the month. The fancy suit served
him well for his job, that of pimping on the north side of town each
evening. Kareem would be lucky if he could qualify for a loan to buy the
living room furniture on display, much less the entire house, as he only
dealt in cash and very little showed on his income taxes.
The house showing unknowingly revealed more than Deanna would have
wanted any stranger knowing, especially to a lusting black male. When
Kareem commented on the beautiful picture of her in the magazine, Deanna
blushed and revealed that it was a photo taken for her sideline job as a
professional model. And that she was trying to earn as much now to
cover the cost of the upcoming wedding. As Deanna had led the way
upstairs, she was unaware of the reaction behind her. Kareem stared at
her long slender ivory legs, encased in her slim white heels.
Unknown to Deanna, her follower was stroking his cock through his
pants and cranking his neck to get a nice view under her skirt. Kareem
had sized up the lovely blonde to be about 5'3", about 115 lbs., but she
sure looked young. In chatting with her, Kareem learned the beauty was
23 years old. Had he not learned that, he'd have sworn she was 16.
What a young beauty, just what he lusted for. A young petite blonde to
have squirming on his long black snake of a cock. With her desperate to
earn money for her wedding expenses, as a young real estate agent and
part-time professional model, Kareem knew she would go out on the limb
to close a deal like this. "God, this gorgeous little babe is going to
scream soon! And she's soon to be a white boy's prize! Think I'll
borrow the white boy's prize and give him something in return -
something like a little black baby!" he mused.
Kareem had quickly noticed the sparkling new diamond ring on
Deanna's finger when he met her. But no wedding band as yet.
Inquiring, Kareem's cock twitched in learning this young beauty was to
be married a week from Saturday. "God, it'd be nice to get into this
bitch's tight little panties before the big day! If I get in there, she
won't even feel her hubby's little pecker the entire honeymoon. But how
do I go about this? Man, what I'd give to have those long white legs
wrapped around me! Man, this sweet little thing's going to scream when
she gets a feel of my black meat!" he thought to himself.
This sweet young thing was getting his dick rock hard. She looked
like a teenage beauty queen. He just couldn't believe she was even over
20 years of age in looking at her beautiful face. The bed upstairs
looked so inviting, but Kareem held himself in check rather than
throwing the young beauty down on it and raping her right there. A
thought had gone through his mind of yelling down to that bimbo to lock
the front door, while he raped this sweet thing on the master bed. No,
he wanted to deceive her rather than raping her. Deceive her to the
utmost.
At the end of the initial house showing, Kareem acted the part of a
perfect gentleman and carried out his part of wealth. He told Deanna
that he had to go out of town for a week and would be thinking the
property over in the meanwhile. Said he would call her upon his return
on Thursday and maybe look at he property a final time on Friday, if she
could pull herself away from her last minute wedding plans.
Deanna thought quickly, certain that Tina Fleming, her matron of
honor and best friend, would see to any last minute details regarding
the wedding. She reassured her client that it would be no problem and
she was sure she could accommodate his request for a showing on Friday.
The wedding rehearsal and bridal shower were both set for Thursday
night, leaving Friday free, and Deanna knew she could count on Tina to
cover for her.
Being in real estate sales provided many benefits, so long as
production was good. With that, a sales person in the business could
take off anytime he or she wanted to. Deanna was very diligent though,
thankful for the company and the way she was treated. But they
understood that her wedding was approaching and did not expect to see
much of her during the week. As she did not want to miss the client's
call, being away from the office, she unthinkingly gave him her home
phone number.
The phone number of the bridal couple's new home, a home which the
parents of the bridal couple shared equally in the downpayment as their
wedding gift. The home for the young couple was in a nice upper middle
class subdivision, one that Deanna had loved when she first began to
sell homes in it. A community of many young newlyweds and lots of young
children, one that the new couple would fit in very well.
The following Thursday, Deanna kept the cordless phone with her as
she tidied up the home. A home she would be sharing in a couple of days
with her loving husband. Deanna would live there, while Drew remained in
his apartment until after the wedding.. Deanna did not want to have
family and friends see them living together before the wedding, as her
parents were rather old fashion in nature. It would be embarrassing for
them and make it appear they had to get married rather than marrying for
love. Deanna was na ve but not a prude. In her long relationship with
Drew, they had their intimacies, but she had made certain protective
measures were taken in their intimate times. Deanna was totally in love
with Drew and never gave any thought of ever being untrue to him. But
men being men, she wasn't going to let Drew get away with the excuse of
`forgetting' to bring a condom should they become intimate. Thus, she
had bought a box of condoms and kept one or two in her purse should such
an occasion arise. On Saturday, she would say those vows of love and
faithfulness aloud before all in the church. Then, her loving Drew
would be in for a treat, in making love to her for the first time
without the hindrance of a condom.
Late that afternoon, the expected call came. Deanna was excited
that Mr. Thomas was still interested in the property. As Mr. Thomas
wanted to see the property again, to see the view at early evening, she
readily agreed to meet with him at 6 p.m. Friday. She tried not to
think about the commission but the sales price in the $500,000+ range
would be a nice starter. This being the furnished model home, the
developer was adding on a hefty bonus for the sales person that wrapped
up the deal. Since she and Drew wanted to start a family right away,
the commission and bonus would assure them financial security as they
built their family. The wedding date had been planned based on several
aspects, one being that she would be most fertile just about the date of
the wedding. What better time than this to start their family than the
honeymoon.
The next day, Deanna reviewed the property sheet again. She was a
very good sales agent and knowing the property, before showing it, was
always a good factor in closing the sale. Being well dressed also
played an important part. Though na ve, Deanna knew well enough that a
male client was more inclined to go along with her views on the
property, especially if she was dressed in a sexy but yet businesslike
manner. Thus, she dressed carefully, selecting a white skirt, pink silk
blouse, white blazer, and white heels to accent her ivory legs. She
omitted the nylons, even though it was a bit cold, as she noticed her
ivory legs attracted men's eyes even more than with nylons on. Once
fully dressed, Deanna looked into the mirror. Any man would rather look
at her than a piece of real estate. But Deanna wondered if she should
dress in this alluring way, especially with her client being a black
man, a huge muscular black man at that. But she dismissed the thought
in that she was being prejudiced and that was the way she would dress
for any male client.
At 5:30 p.m., Deanna drove out to the model home, wanting to get
there before Mr. Thomas. She went to the lock box on the door. Using
the combination, she got the master key from the box and opened the
home. Before going in, she realized it was darker than she anticipated
with the fall season. She did a quick tour of the home to be certain
all was in order before taking her client through it.
At 6 p.m., Deanna looked out the window to see Mr. Thomas pull up
in his sports car. She greeted him at the door, shaking his hand in
greeting. Kareem Thomas greeted Deanna, holding her dainty hand a
moment longer than necessary. He could see the beautiful bride-to-be
shiver a bit from his touch. But Kareem's cock began throbbing at the
thought of that dainty white hand trying to encircle it.
For half an hour, Deanna showed her prospective client throughout
the house. She felt most uncomfortable being alone with this black
muscular man. She felt as if his lusting eyes had stripped her of all
her clothing and shivered at the thought. She quickly tried to end the
tour of the master bedroom. Being alone in the bedroom, with Mr.
Thomas, and the large king-sized bed only brought crazy thoughts to her
mind. She was totally in love with Drew but being so close to a black
man, she couldn't suppress the thought of what it would be like to have
a muscular black man fuck her. Fuck her on the bed a few feet from
where they stood. "Oh, God, what if he tries to rape me!" came the
horrified thought. Quickly, Deanna led the way to another part of the
house.
Back downstairs, Deanna tried her best to sell Mr. Thomas on the
sale. But she met with some resistance as Mr. Thomas indicated he
wanted to think more on it, probably needing another day or so before
making a final decision. Deanna was getting nervous, now it was not
with being alone with this man, but at the thought of losing the big
sale. She knew the longer a person put things off on a property, the
probability rose that he would pass on it. Besides, she was getting
married tomorrow and off on a two week honeymoon. In that time, this
client would probably end up buying another property from a different
sales agent. It was now or never with Mr. Thomas. She was determined
to somehow finalize the sale tonight.
Deanna didn't want to put pressure on her potential client but time
was of the essence. She was glad when he suggested they go the
restaurant nearby and have a quick dinner and drinks, allowing her to go
over the property's high points again. Mr. Thomas suggested they take
one car as he probably would want one final look after dinner, should he
decide to go with the purchase. Deanna was hesitant in getting into his
car and suggested they take her car, allowing her to feel safer and more
in control of the situation.
For sales dinners, Deanna would normally pick up the tab as an
expense. But Mr. Thomas told her from the start it was on him, whether
he decided upon the purchase or `not'. Thus, Deanna did not want to
offend him. But with Mr. Thomas picking up the tab, she couldn't say
much when he ordered a bottle of champagne. Dinner plus a continuous
pouring of the champagne, after dinner drinks, and Deanna was
undoubtedly feeling it. She had drank alcoholic beverages before but
only in moderation. Now she was way over her limit with a black man
that she barely knew. Her hazel eyes now clouded from the effects of
the alcohol.
But Deanna was happy now. Mr. Thomas had agreed to purchase the
model home. The only change was that he wanted to finance it rather
than paying it in cash as indicated earlier. This due to the write-offs
he would get from the interest payments on the home. This was a true
fact on home ownership and thus Deanna thought nothing of it. Over
dinner, she got Mr. Thomas to fill out the loan application with the
mortgage firm she normally dealt with. As to the deposit, Mr. Thomas
would give her the customary $1,000 check as downpayment and to reserve
the model home. But Mr. Thomas wanted that one last look at the home
and would write the check there.
Exiting the restaurant, it was obvious Deanna shouldn't drive for
awhile. Thus, she gave the keys to Mr. Thomas for the short ride back
to the model home. Kareem helped the petite beauty into the passenger
seat. Getting into the driver's seat, he carefully placed the extra
bottle of champagne he had purchased at he conclusion of dinner. A
bottle to celebrate with at the new home. Kareem glanced over at the
lovely bride-to-be, licking his lips at the lucious young beauty.
Kareem couldn't keep his cock down, anxious to get into the tight
panties of this naive little bitch. He'd give her a wedding present she
wouldn't forget. A present she wouldn't forget for the rest of her
life.
Deanna opened the door again to the model home, carrying her
briefcase with her, allowing Mr. Thomas to enter behind her. Going to
the kitchen, Mr. Thomas got down two display glasses and popped open the
new bottle of champagne. They toasted one another on the purchase. As
Deanna had been looking about in the living room when the drinks were
poured, she was not aware of the rohypnol that had quickly dissolved in
her drink. Deanna's mind was already clouded from the amount of alcohol
consumed and this drug would push her over the point of any rational
thinking. Otherwise, she certainly would have her guard up when Mr.
Thomas asked her to show him the master bedroom again. A toast to the
purchase of the property and to each other, sales agent and client
clinked glasses and downed the drinks.
Then Deanna led the way up the stairway for the final viewing of the
master bedroom. Deanna began to stagger a bit and welcomed the
supporting black arm around her waist. The alcohol was obviously
affecting her, for she would not have allowed anyone holding her so
close except Drew. Her eyes closed momentarily as the large supporting
hand moved under her blazer and slowly moved upward upon her silk
blouse. She swallowed hard, trying to continue walking up the steps,
shivering as the exploring fingers began caressing the bottom outline of
her lacy bra. Just as they reached the top of the stairs, Deanna gasped
as a finger moved up to caress her soft nipple. In a second, the
unwanted touch made her nipple stand at attention.
With her mind fluttering with reality, Deanna panted "Oh, please
......please, Mr. Thomas .....you mustn't ....please, I'm getting married
tomorrow!" But she was led along into the bedroom by her prospective
client. "I just want to have another look from the bedroom, see how it
looks at night. Let's see how beautiful the view is!" Mr. Thomas
replied, leading the bride-to-be to the large window area. Passing the
king-sized bed, Kareem took the briefcase and purse from her hand and
tossed it upon the bed. Deanna panted as her client now towered behind
her, now both hands were around her, fingers flicking at her aroused
buds.
"Isn't the view beautiful? You're getting married tomorrow, aren't
you? Going the be the new Mrs. Drew Hollington at this same time
tomorrow!" Kareem whispered, calling her by her upcoming marital name
that he learned over dinner. At 5'3" the petite young blonde only came
up to his chest. He was going to love hearing her scream when he forced
his 12" black meat into what should be reserved for the groom-to-be.
What would Drew Hollington say now if he could see his precious little
bride-to-be, being caressed by a muscular black man on the eve of her
wedding day.
The alcohol and the unwanted stimulation caused Deanna to moan
softly, closing her eyes she lay her head back against the muscular
chest. Her head feeling heavier from the `roofie' in the champagne.
The caresses continued, causing Deanna to moan even louder and began to
pant for breath. "Ohhhhhhhhh ...........!" she groaned, as the silk blouse
was being pulled from her skirt. She shivered and groaned "Ohhhhhhh,
awwwwwwww..........!", as large rough hands began to crawl up her soft flesh.
Now the large fingers crawled under the bottom of her lacy bra, up to
her stiff pink nipples, pushing the lacy bra above her beautiful
breasts. "Oh, pleaseeeeeeeeee ......... please ................noooooooo ......you must
stop!" she groaned
The aroused little bride-to-be, could only pant in her arousal as
her white blazer was removed and dropped to the bedroom floor. Suddenly
she gasped as the once gentle black hands tore the front of her pink
silk blouse open, popping all the pearly buttons off. She gasped again
as those hands returned to cup her milk white breasts, fingers again
flicking her hard pink nipples. Then the front clasp of her lacy pink
bra was undone and drawn down her arms to fall upon her white blazer.
"Oh, God, Mr. Thomas ..........please, you must stop ........ohhhhh!" Deanna
moaned as she felt her white skirt being undone. In a moment, it lay
puddled at her white heels. Now the lovely bride-to-be was only in her
lacy pink panties and white heels. She gasped as an exploring black
hand began moving onto the last protective article of clothing, touching
her most private spot. A spot that was to be reserved for the handsome
Drew Hollington. Deanna began to move her thighs, rubbing her aroused
slit together, her juices beginning to flow uncontrollably.
Kareem grinned. Here he was feeling up the na ve bride-to-be, on
the eve of her wedding, and she was calling him Mister. He wondered if
she'd still be addressing him as `Mr.', once his ole black snake
slithered up her tight groove. "Boy, this little bride-to-be is such a
sweet young thing, it's going to be like raping a virgin once I get my
ole snake in" he thought. I'm going to make this little bitch scream
like hell, gonna give her something to measure her hubby with. Hope the
SOB doesn't fall into the open cavern when I get through with his
precious little gem".
In a moment, the pink wisp of protection was slowly fluttering down
her long ivory legs, falling atop of her white skirt. "Ohhhhhh ............!"
Deanna gasped as a thick black finger prodded her slick vagina, the
entrance of Drew Hollington's private treasure chest.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh................!" she groaned again as the thick finger wormed its
way in a few inches. "Oh, God, his finger is as thick as Drew's cock.
What am I doing? Why am I letting him do this to me?" she thought to
herself. Then she found herself being easily lifted into a set of
muscular black arms, her skirt and panties dangling briefly from her
right heel to then fall back to the floor.
The lovely bride-to-be was laid upon the king-sized bed. The
bedroom lamps were turned on to reveal the beautiful little angel in all
her splendor. There she lay, head moving slowly from side to side,
trying to get her senses back. Then her gaze was upon the black
muscular body, disrobing before the bed. She gasped when Mr. Thomas
dropped his pants and jockeys, revealing the 12" monster that rose to
attention. "Oh, no, Mr. Thomas .......this is all a mistake ......please ..... I
must get up ..... this is all wrong ......I'm getting married tomorrow" she
whimpered. But in her drunken stupor and drug affected mind, Deanna
could not summon the strength nor coordination to move from the bed.
Then Deanna observed the muscular black figure step up to the edge of
the bed.
Kareem looked at the beautiful, sexy but na ve blonde spread out
before him. "God, was she sexy! Can't believe this sweet little bitch
is 23 yrs old. She looks like a fucking teenage beauty queen. Man, I
wish her hubby-to-be was here to see this. She looks so damned sexy in
just her white heels" he mused. Then he moved forward to remove the
white heels to reveal the most dainty and sexy white feet he had ever
seen. He lifted her tiny feet in his large paws, rubbing his black face
into the soft soles. He lathered her soles with his tongue and sucked
at her sweet toes. Meanwhile, Deanna could not help but moan from the
sensation, her blonde hair whipping from side to side on the pillow.
Then he brought the tiny white feet down to level of his thick cock.
Kareen gave a few strokes between the soft sexy white feet but had to
quit or risk cumming all over the blonde beauty.
In just those few moments, the effects of the potent drug really
took effect. Deanna could now barely speak coherently "Ohhh, ..G-Godd,
..M-Mrrr. Thommass ......mustn't .............pl-pleaseee!" But to her dismay, Mr.
Thomas spread mikly white thighs and crawled up between them. She
blinked her eyes several times, trying to focus on the massive cock that
seemed to move on its own like a seething black snake. Then her trim
white arms moved and her hands pushed back at the shoulders of her
lust-crazed assailant.. "Ohhh,.., ..M-Mrrr. ..Th-Thommass ............can'ttt
..........mustn't ......pleaseee......" she stammered, hoping desperately to somehow
fend him off.
Then Kareem was nuzzling at the beautiful blonde's tender ear,
whispering "I'll sign that downpayment check when we get back
downstairs. Think of what that commission will do for Mr. & Mrs. Drew
Hollington. Think how happy your husband will be knowing money isn't a
problem." All this was so true, but the alcohol clouded Deanna's mind
from the consequences. The guilt that would forever remain with her,
the vow she had made earlier to herself and to be publicly made
tomorrow. The vow to remain forever true to her future husband, Drew
Hollington. The potential consequence of such a hideous mating. All
the while, the thick black cockhead was rubbing itself against the slick
entrance to her womanhood.
That last thought brought Deanna back to some reality. Her head was
now hazy and the room spinning. She couldn't let this man have his way
with her. This was her most fertile period. She could very well get
pregnant from this mating. Getting pregnant by a black man would be the
ultimate humiliation imaginable, violating the very core of her
strait-laced and strict southern upbringing. The very thought of
allowing a black man fuck her before tonight had previously been utterly
unthinkable. But here she was with the previously unthinkable about to
happen. She pushed at the broad black shoulders "Pl-pl-lease, ....Mrrr.
......Th-Th-Thommmas ...........c-c-connndom ..... ....preg-pr-pregggnanntt". "Ain't
got none and never use `em!" came the reply, as the cockhead dipped a
little into the slick entrance but not enough to push through the tight
elastic like fissure.
Deanna, even in her drugged state, was panicky at that thought of
what could happen from an unprotected mating with this black man. She
continued to push at the muscular shoulders, then the solution came to
her befuddled mind "Ohhh, ....M-M-Mrrr. ...Th-Th-Thoomasss
.......pl-pl-pleeeasee .........p-p-purrrseee .......c-c-connnddoms ....!" With the
thick cockhead still at her slick entrance, Deanna was let up a bit to
reach for her purse. Scrambling clumsily in her drugged state, she
somehow got her purse. Losing control, Deanna was desperate and turned
the purse over, dumping the contents on the bed.
With the cockhead ready to plunder, and the itch now between her
legs, Deanna no longer thought of the sale or the commission. Her focus
now was somehow preventing Kareem's potent sperm from spilling into her
fertile womb. Grabbing a condom, she struggled to tear open the foil
packet. Deanna tried desperately to sheath the menacing black snake,
but her coordination was quite lacking at this point. She observed the
slimy cockhead with hazy eyes but still knew the danger she faced, even
though dazed and woozy, if she failed to sheath his cock before allowing
him to fuck her.
In her haste and clumsiness from her drugged state, Deanna tried to
stretch it too wide and her sharp manicured nail nicked it. She watched
horrified as the nick in the thin condom stretched into a wide cut,
rendering it useless. "Ohhhh, ...G-G-Godddd ........ohhhh, ...G-G-Goddd
.......w-w-waiiittt ... ...h-h-haaavve ...a-a-anoootherr" she stammered.
Clumsily, the other foil packet was torn open and the protective condom
was successfully unveiled onto the throbbing black pole, but only with
the help of Kareem who was getting impatient with the beauty's fumblings
and had to stick it to her now or cum all over the sheets.
Deanna sighed with relief, laying her drugged body back upon the bed
as the now sheathed menace began probing her vital spot again. Deanna
closed her eyes, moaning as the rubbered monster began to get itself
slick from her juices. Thoughts about Drew and the wedding flashed into
her mind, but the alcohol and mind numbing drug clouded her reasoning,
telling herself she was doing this for Drew, and for the commission she
would earn for her self and her husband. Besides, she was not yet
married, and she wouldn't really be cheating on her marital vows. One
harmless fling, even though the fling was with a muscular black man.
One fling would only make her love for Drew stronger, after all this
fling posed no danger, especially with the protective condom on it.
That protective condom would be the mighty barrier that prevented a
bared black cock from soiling Drew's treasure chest. Thank goodness for
the condoms she carried for Drew. Deanna would never allow a nigger's
cum to `ruin' her precious white body.
"Ohhh, ....G-G-Godddd ..............toooooo ....biggggg .................hurtsssss
..........ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Deanna moaned loudly as the thick cockhead forced
its way into the slick but tight entrance. Her mind getting foggy and
speech slurred from the effects of the drug. "Ohhhhhh, .....Goddddd ......
..... caaaaan't .... ....tooooo.... biggggggg ..........h-h-urtsssssssss!" she moaned
as the thick shaft began to rock back and forth, gaining another few
inches. Kareem was going to make this pretty bride-to-be always
remember his long black cock. He was slow and calculated in his short
thrusts in and out of the tight fissure. "Are you getting married
tomorrow? Marrying your white wimp of a sweetheart? Going to be the
new Mrs. Drew Hollington tomorrow? Why is the future Mrs. Drew
Hollington letting a black man fuck her on the eve of her wedding?", as
he stabbed forward another inch. The taunting hit home and registered in
Deanna's befuddled mind. Deanna bit down on her bottom lip, tears
forming in her hazel eyes and began to sob in shame.
Grasping the trim white hips tightly, Kareem reared back and
slammed it back home, smashing through tissue, never before penetrated
tissue. Aiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee .................. argggghhhhh......... owwwwwwww!" Deanna
screamed, as the plundering shaft ripped through her. Her thighs
contracting in spasms, never having being split as this before. Her
trim white legs were held up with the large black hands now at the back
of her thighs. She strained upward, her dainty feet pointing to the
ceiling and her toes curling from the sensations. Then Kareem lay upon
the groaning beauty, his cock buried deep in her womb.
Once the young bride-to-be became accustomed to the long invading
shaft, Kareem began long slow withdrawals followed by slow plunges back
into the depths of her womanhood. This motion brought the young beauty
to make soft mewling sounds, her petite body hunching up as he began his
descent. A few of these long strokes and the pretty young thing began
to move in earnest "Ohhhhh, .........p-p-p-pllllleaseeee ..... Mrrrr....
Th-Th-Thooomasss .......... .......ca-ca-caaan't ......m-mustn't!", as she
unconsciously hunched her tiny body up and down on his shaft.
Suddenly, Kareem was surprised by the young beauty as she wrapped
her trim white arms around his neck while the trim white legs wrapped
themselves tightly around his pumping black ass. The sweet young thing
had tied her trim ankles upon one another, pulling the muscular black
body deeper into her. Suddenly, Deanna's petite body began to tighten
and she arched her back up, screaming "Ohhhhhhhhhh, .....G-G-G-Godddd,
..............G-G-GGoddddddd ......ohhhhhhhhh, ....... N-n-noooo...........n-n-nnooooo!"
The unwanted mind shattering climax shook the na ve beauty to the core.
It took minutes for the young beauty's body to relax. It was no
problem for Kareem to hold back, as that damned rubber prevented him
from feeling anything. But he was determined to fix that soon. He
would take the sweet young thing to new heights and he could satisfy is
lust for her pure white meat. He wanted to give her a wedding present
to remind her of him. What better than a little black boy or girl for
her to take care of!
Kareem began to slowly pump his cock up and down the slick groove,
now even slicker from her mind shattering orgasm. With the beauty's
arms and legs still wrapped around him, he used his free hand to guide
his cock. He was now going to fully withdraw, tease the beauty's clit
with his cockhead, and then make the long journey down to her womb.
This new action brought Deanna to new heights, having never experienced
such stimulation before.
Deanna was now tossing about, her long blonde hair swaying back and
forth as she tossed about from the sensuous feelings spreading from her
thighs to the tip of her toes. This continued over and over, with the
cock being fully withdrawn then teasing her before beginning his long
journey back. Never had she felt such sensations. She had gotten
herself so slick that the once hindering condom could not be felt. It
was as if she was being fucked without the rubbery precaution. Little
did she know that the protective sheath had been deviously slipped off
moments earlier. When the cock had been fully withdrawn, the hand that
was being used to guide the shaft back in had quickly shucked off the
damned hindrance. Her slick juices allowed the bared cock to slip
easily back into her greasy groove without any notice of the difference.
The protective rubber that would protect the `ruining' of this white
beauty lay uselessly on the bedside.
Then the fucking really began as Kareem began to jackhammer his
might cock into the petite little blonde. "G-G-G-oddddddd .............
......wr-wr-wroooonnnggggg ................st-st-stoooppp, .......pl-pl-pl-pleeeeaseeee
......................... nooooooooooooo..........................!" the pretty young thing stammered in
her rather incoherent state. "Oh, Baby, you're so sweet, oh .......gonna
cum ........gotta cum!" Kareem groaned. With that, Kareem grasped the tiny
hips tightly and slammed his throbbing black snake deep into its home.
"Urrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhh ..................." came the guttural sound from Kareem,
as his long black snake began it's seething strike.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..................noooooooooooooooo!" Deanna moaned. Even in
her stupor, Deanna could feel the warm, soothing flood of cum erupt deep
in her womb, a sensation that surprised and confused her, but she
dismissed it assuming Kareem was still wearing the condom and there was
no cause for concern. Moments later, the defiled young blonde finally
sccumbed to the full effects of the rohypnol, drifting into a deep
sleep.
Kareem had to rest for a long while. Never had he had the pleasure
of fucking such a beautiful angel. He laughed, the beautiful
bride-to-be continued to call him `Mr.' even as he had his cock deep in
her womb. The thought of her upcoming marriage and the possibility of
knocking up this pretty angel caused his cock to twitch back to life.
He looked down at the passed out beauty, obviously out from the amount
of champagne he fed her plus the potent drug. The foolish little bitch
thought she could have her fun without any risk. He had just given her
the ride of her life and that ride may soon puff up her little belly.
Let her explain to her loving husband how a little black baby ended up
in her little belly.
Finally Kareem pulled his dwindling, but still twitching, cock out
of the passed out blonde's stretched and gaping cunt. He laughed as he
watched a thick flow of his jism coat the ivory thighs and soak the
bed. He got up and stroked his throbbing cock, looking upon the
beautiful fallen angel. Man, he just had to leave her more of a
reminder. His gaze took him back to her soft sexy white feet.
A moment later, with the dainty white feet on both sides of his
cock, Kareem began to fuck in earnest. Another moment and streams of
hot slimy cum spurted between the soft white soles, landing as far as
the perfect pink nipples and streaming along her ivory thighs. Then he
capped his cockhead with her soft white soles and sent a geyser of cum
bursting against them. He then used his thick cockhead as a paintbrush
to cover all the crevices between her tiny toes.
Sitting on the bed, gazing upon the beautiful bride-to-be, Kareem
thought of the bridal shower she had mentioned. Looking at he silky
blonde hair surrounding her angelic face, Kareem decided to give her a
`real' bridal shower. With that, he knelt upon the bed and rubbed his
slimy cockhead against her sweet pink lips. He began to stroke his
seething black snake and in no time it struck its unsuspecting victim.
A stream of his hot venom shot between the slightly parted lips of the
sleeping beauty. She would awaken to the taste of a `real' man. Then
he directed a couple of long streams directly into the angelic face and
long blonde hair. He scooted over to the left side of the sleeping
beauty. He gently clasped her left hand. He then turned her large
sparkling diamond till it was inside her palm area. He put his pulsing
black cockhead into her dainty palm, milking his long black snake of the
last of its potent venom. He closed the beauty's palm and placed the
back of her closed hand upon the bed, wanting the goo to encrust itself
into all the nooks and crevices of her now soiled diamond ring. Now, she
really had a true bridal shower.
Catching his breath, Kareem went to his coat and retrieved his
expensive little digital camera that produced high quality prints. He
took an entire roll of the sleeping beauty. He took several of his
slimy cockhead resting on the beauty's soft pink lips. There would be
no mistaking who this little angel was, nor what the white streaks were
on her face and hair. These photos would come in handy when he decided
to pay Mrs. Drew Hollington a visit at her home. As she had foolishly
given him her home number, it would be easy to obtain the street address
through the city's cross reference directory.
Kareem's evil mind began to play forth some money making
potentials, all from this sweet little beauty. The few girls he pimped,
on the northside, were real dogs. Nothing at all compared to an angel
like this. He knew the girls' clientele well. Knew they sought out his
girls only when absolutely desperate. He also knew they'd pay very well
to bed a beauty like this, one looking like a young virginal
schoolgirl. He licked his lips knowing that they'd pay even more for
this sweet young beauty if they knew she in fact was married and more so
if they could fuck this wedded angel on her marital bed without the fear
of her screaming rape.
As the sun rose the next morning, Deanna groaned from the sunlight
and a mean hangover. "God, what a nightmare I had! My head hurts!" she
groaned aloud. Her eyes were a bit blurry and she rubbed her right hand
over them. Then she looked at the white flakes that came away in her
hand. Blinking, she realized she wasn't in her own bedroom but in the
bedroom of the model home. "Oh, my God. It wasn't a nightmare. It
really happened." she groaned. She then looked down and groaned again
in despair, seeing the dried white streaks on her breasts, belly and
thighs.
Then she felt a stickiness in her left hand. Deanna slowly opened
her dainty fist and began sobbing as she saw the thick gluey like
substance that had been drying for hours. She saw her once sparkling
diamond ring, a symbol of her love for Drew, now encased in the web of
filth. She felt she would never be clean again, her body soiled with
another man's cum, a black man's cum. She struggled to sit up. As she
did, she gasped in horror as she viewed the limp condom on the bed. She
grasped it and looked carefully at it. Where was the sperm that he had
shot off into it. She desperately bent to look at the spot where it had
lain, but there was no telltale stain. She gulped and with her right
hand slowly moved her hand down to her mound.
Deanna groaned in shame and horror as she felt the mushy contents
that flooded her slick groove. Dipping a finger all the way in, she
removed it to show it covered with a thick layer of slime. Deanna began
to sob, knowing that the protective covering had been removed
unknowingly. She had been fucked royally and filled to the brim with
the cum of a black man, a nigger's cum, `ruined' from one indiscretion.
And that had been many hours ago. Douching now was all but useless.
Plus, no douche products were available in the model home. Looking at
the bedroom clock, she scrambled out of bed. Her first steps were
painfully taken, never had she been so stretched before.
Fortunately, the model home had running water and towels. Deanna
knew her mother and Tina would be at her home early to help her for the
wedding. She couldn't let them see her in such a state, especially her
mother. A quick shower would have to do. Once that was accomplished,
Deanna put on her torn blouse and covered it by buttoning her white
blazer. Getting her briefcase, she saw the purchase and financing
paperwork, along with the downpayment check. `Thank goodness, I have
something to show for this shameful act', she thought with a sigh of
some relief.
Rushing home, Deanna pulled up to see her mother knocking at the
door with Tina behind her. "Honey, where were you? We called earlier
and there was no answer. We were worried!" her mother quizzed. Deanna
gulped, holding the blazer closed at the top, "It's sure cold today. I
couldn't sleep and wanted to complete the paperwork on a big sale before
I left on the honeymoon". Opening the door to her home, she asked her
mom to make some coffee and a little breakfast.
Tina was Deanna's most trusted friend, as they always shared
intimacies about themselves, good and bad, and it was always just their
secret. Deanna desperately needed Tina's help and called her into the
bathroom. Deanna was panicky, her thighs hurt so bad and she was
shaking with fear of the consequences of her indiscretion. Eyes
beginning to tear when Tina came to her, Tina knew her best friend was
in trouble. Deanna stammered out what happened the night before,
telling her how she was duped by Mr. Thomas and `ruined' by that horrid
black man.
Tina was such a true and understanding friend. A sexy blonde like
Deanna, the two were inseparable. No questions were asked no any put
downs were made. Tina tried to get her friend to relax. But Tina
couldn't help but rub her thighs together after hearing what happened,
couldn't help the shiver going through her own body at the thought of
being `ruined' by a muscular black man. Tina prepared the douche for her
friend, so she could at least flush out most of the nigger cum that
remained. Then Tina went about disposing of the torn silk blouse so
Deanna's mother would not see it. Tina reassured Deanna that she was
there to help her and would be right by her side throughout the
wedding. But both Tina and Deanna knew with the amount of time that had
lapsed, it may already be too late for the douche to be effective.
That afternoon was a beautiful fall afternoon in New Orleans.
Perfect setting, on the edge of the gulf, for the wedding of the new Mr.
& Mrs. Drew Hollington. As the wedding march began, Drew Hollington
looked to the front of the church. There appeared his little angel, the
beautiful Deanna Williams, and soon to be Mrs. Drew Hollington. As Drew
kissed his beautiful bride's soft pink lips, little did he know that
those soft lips were earlier coated with the gloss of a nigger's cum.
Little did he know that his beautiful bride now carried the potent cum
of a nigger deep in her womb. And that potent cum was fertilizing her
egg at that very moment. The anticipated treasure that was to be his
from this day on was instead `soiled goods'.
At the wedding reception, Deanna went to the table where her
co-workers sat. She had brought the DROA with her along with the
financing application and downpayment. She asked her boss to process it
on the upcoming Monday. Her boss smiled and congratulated her on both
the wedding and the large sale, saying that sale would put her #1 in the
office. And he reminded her of the big bonus the developer had promised
to the agent selling it. He looked at the proposed purchase price and
smiled, nodding his approval that it would be accepted by the developer.
The wedding reception went perfectly without any glitches. Deanna
was thankful to have Tina by her side throughout the evening. As the
guests began to ease out, Deanna told Tina to relax at this point and
have some fun with the others. Tina did need to relax at this point,
especially with the morning crisis and the stress of the wedding
itself. She danced a bit and drank a bit, needing a couple of stiff
drinks to relax after the day's stress.
As the bridal couple was about to escape to the honeymoon suite,
while the party continued, Deanna wanted to say a final thank you and
goodbye to Tina. Deanna would never have gotten through the day without
her. Looking about, she was happy to see her friend finally partying
and having fun. But she is surprised to see Tina sitting with Father
Riley, the elderly priest who had performed the wedding ceremony and
delivered the invocation at the reception. Tina and the priest were
toasting a job well done by the matron of honor and for the wedding
ceremony.
Deanna could see that Tina had caught up with the others in the
partying. Too bad Tina's husband had to go out of town on a business
emergency. Deanna was now a bit worried about Tina, as she looked
rather woozy from all the alcohol. The concerned bride asked her
brother Tim and Drew's brother Robby to look after Tina, but Father
Riley assured her he would personally see to it that Tina home as the
church was in the direction where Tina resided. Tina giggled and told
Deanna not to worry about her, and that the bride and groom should
already be up in the honeymoon suite by now. Deanna smiled back,
thrilled to finally be Mrs. Drew Holllington and relieved to know her
best friend was in good hands.
The two weeks of the honeymoon was exciting in the events planned.
But Deanna was far from excited in bed. The night of the wedding, her
husband drank too much and passed out as soon as he hit the bed. The
second night, he was too exhausted from the drive and activities to do
anything. The third night he managed to get it in Deanna's slick
groove, but Drew was so excited on not having to use a condom, that on
an outstroke he accidentally slid out completely and came on her belly.
After that, Deanna knew there was no way her loving husband would put
her in a family way during the honeymoon. Deanna could only bite down
on her lip to let the frustration pass, glad though that she had pleased
her loving husband.
Going back to work was to be a joy, as Deanna was becoming
increasingly frustrated with her husband's poor performance in bed.
Once in the office she greeted all her co-workers and had coffee with
them. An hour later, her boss got in and immediately called her into
his office. The way he was shaking his head, Deanna knew it was a
problem he wanted to discuss. As she sat down across the desk, her boss
handed her a stack of papers. Deanna gasped and her heart pounded as
she gazed upon the documents, documents she had submitted for the
purchase of the model home. Holes were punched in the downpayment check
with a stamp on it, indicating no such account existed.. The mortgage
application was stamped in red `REJECTED'. A credit check on Mr. Thomas
showed no such person lived at the address on the application and the
business address turned out to be a massage parlor rather than the
stated trucking firm. Everything on the mortgage application had been
falsified. The phone number for Mr. Thomas was an inactive number.
Needless to say, the large commission would never be seen nor the
developer's large bonus.
A week after returning from her honeymoon, Deanna began to get
nervous. Her period that came regularly was late. She feared the
worst, knowing only one man's cum had been deposited in her during her
most fertile period. Going to the drug store, Deanna brought a home
pregnancy test. Waiting another week, she hesitantly used the test.
Far from it being a surprise, but still to her dismay, she was indeed
pregnant. What could she do now? That damned Mr. Thomas had not only
screwed her out of her large commission, but worst of all, he had
screwed his black baby in her
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