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 Defiled Young Housewife
By: The Cryptkeeper

   PLEASE NOTE: This was a rough draft and earlier version of the
identically titled work now posted in my main folder as the finished piece.

   WARNING: Please do not read this work if subjects containing rape and
violence offend you.

   Tough economic times caused their financial difficulties.  Christy and
Dave bought the huge, beautiful house during the Real Estate Boom when they
both held lucrative employment.  Dave managed to find another, lower paying
job at a distribution warehouse.  But as the economy further deteriorated,
Christy's bad luck held out and her prospects for finding any kind of job
to replace her former profession evaporated, despite her intelligence,
first rate university education, and witty personality.

   The low wages from Dave's single paycheck provided inadequate income. 
They tried selling their dream home, but its value had dropped below what
they owed on the mortgage, and buyers seemed to be as common as dinosaurs.
As the months passed, Christy and Dave gradually used up their savings to
meet the mortgage payments.  Faced with foreclosure, one option remained
available to the young, married couple where they could keep their house as
well as their good credit - renting one of their spare rooms to a boarder.

   Dave posted a note on the bulletin board in the employee break room
where he worked advertising an available room for $300 a month.  His black
supervisor, Leroy, knew what a gorgeous fox Dave had for a wife, often
musing to himself over the waste of Christy's fine, white pussy on a white
punk like Dave.  In his late 60s and well past his own days of seeding
innocent, white females with African-American sperm, when Leroy saw Dave's
notice on the bulletin board, he immediately thought to call his
25-year-old, stud nephew, Reggie.

   Reggie paid handsome finder's fees to fellow brothers who provided him
successful access to young, untainted, white girls.  As a prosperous drug
dealer, Reggie had plenty of money to help Dave and Christy.

   Like his nephew, Reggie, Leroy secretly harbored a deep hatred for white
men.  But the sweetest revenge came from polluting the finest, young, white
women (nature's great works of art), with African-American sperm.  Reggie
had a very large, 13 inch black cock he enjoyed using to perform this task,
which tainted the beautiful, white girls he raped.

   Besides the money he would receive from Reggie, the thought of Christy's
snug, pink pussy reluctantly spoiled and filled with cum from Reggie's big
black cock - while her dumb-ass, white husband ignorantly schlepped at work
- caused a rise in even Leroy's usually unresponsive, old prick.

   Leroy quickly alerted his nephew, Reggie, about the opportunity to get
his black snake inside the panties of another young, white victim.

   With the information Leroy provided, Reggie spoke eloquently, hiding any
hint of his ghetto black dialect, when he phoned Dave about the possibility
of boarding with the couple.  He convincingly explained that he attended
the nearby college on a full scholarship, and would be willing to pay for a
year in advance if the place appeared suitable.  "When would it be a good
time for us to get together so I can see the room?" Reggie asked.

   When Reggie arrived promptly at the agreed upon time, Dave and Christy
learned, to their surprise, that the well spoken voice belonged to a fairly
dressed black man with a very athletic build.  Reggie stood a tall, 6' 4"
high and weighed 230 pounds of pure muscle that filled his clothes
(consisting of a blue polo shirt and dress jeans) nicely.  He dwarfed
Dave's small, 5'11" frame and appeared capable of easily crushing the 24
year old husband if he so desired.

   On his best behavior to avoid raising Dave and Christy's guard, Reggie
acted like the perfect gentlemen, but it took almost all his willpower not
to leer at the young wife as the couple led him around the house and showed
him the room for rent.  Secretly, Reggie had taken his greatest interest in
the master bedroom, envisioning himself fucking the helpless Christy in the
queen sized marital bed.  When neither Dave nor Christy paid attention,
Reggie would briefly glance at Christy's ass and tits, imagining how she
looked beneath her clothing.  Christy certainly had what Reggie wanted.

   Christy stood about five feet, seven inches tall, weighed 120 pounds,
and displayed perfect 34-24-34 measurements with a tight, flat abdomen,
nicely curved buttocks, and firm, c-cup breasts.  The 23 year old college
graduate and housewife took extremely good care of her figure by
maintaining a strict vegan diet and exercising daily.  Her model-like
figure, combined with smooth, white skin, dark, brown eyes, and silky,
dirty blond hair that extended slightly past her shoulders attracted the
wandering eyes of many men, who saw in her the girl of their dreams.  But
none of them could have her because her heart already belonged to her
loving husband, Dave.

   "Well, that's pretty much everything," Dave said as he finished giving
Reggie a tour of their home.

   Something about Reggie made Christy uncomfortable and she hoped the huge
black man would not make an instant decision, so she could discuss the
matter further with Dave, and they could then tell Reggie that someone else
expressed interest in the room.

   Reggie had plenty of experience with young, well educated, white women
like Christy and realized how uncomfortable he made her feel.  The sparkle
from the one carat diamond engagement ring that neighbored Christy's gold
wedding band momentarily attracted Reggie's gaze.  He knew her type all too
well - the snooty, white bitch never associated with blacks who were too
far beneath her.  But, as a shrewd businessman from his drug dealings on
the street, and a seasoned, sexual predator who never missed an opportunity
to fuck young, naïve, white pussy, Reggie understood the fleeting nature of
this shot at getting inside Christy's pants, and pulled a wad of cash from
his pocket, "I will take the room.  How much security deposit do you
require?" Reggie asked.

   Christy, who had been standing beside Dave with her arm entwined with
his, tightly squeezed Dave's hand as a signal not to immediately accept
Reggie's offer.  Dave, mesmerized by all the money Reggie displayed,
misinterpreted Christy's gesture as an affirmation and eagerly said, "Uh,
$500 for a security deposit ought to be enough."

   A sinister grin appeared on Reggie's face as he peeled away enough cash
to cover the deposit and a year's worth of rent, which he handed to Dave.
Christy forced a smile that appeared to Reggie somewhat insincere.

   "I'll need a receipt for that, indicating that I paid the full year room
and board plus security deposit," Reggie said as he nodded at the money now
in Dave's grasp.

   "Of course," Dave replied as he shook Reggie's hand and then went to
fetch a pen and paper, leaving Christy alone with Reggie.

   Unwittingly, Dave had just admitted a black demon to live in his home,
where the evil monster would enjoy easy access to his angelic wife whenever
Dave was away.

   "So, what are you studying at the college?" Christy nervously asked in
an attempt to break the awkward silence as Reggie undressed her with his
dark, soulless eyes.  Reggie felt his cock twitch inside his pants as the
large, black organ anticipated its eventual conquest of the vulnerable,
white pussy standing before it.

   "I'm majoring in African American History," Reggie deceitfully replied.
(In truth, Reggie only set foot on campus to sell drugs, and had never been
enrolled in a college class.) Dave returned with a neatly written receipt
and an extra key to the house.

   "Okay, I will go get my things.  See you later," Reggie said as he took
the key and receipt from Dave and departed.

   "Look at all this money!" Dave gleefully whispered after the door
closed, holding up the numerous hundred dollar bills.  Christy didn't have
the heart to voice her objection to Reggie living with them seeing her
husband happier than he had been in a long time.  Indeed, this was enough
cash to bring them current on their bills and avoid the pending
foreclosure. Hopefully, the economy would improve soon and they could both
find decent jobs again.

   Reggie returned a few hours later that evening with several suitcases
containing clothing.  As Reggie quietly unpacked, placing articles of
clothing in the furnished dresser and closet, Christy and Dave went to bed.
When Reggie finished settling in, he turned off the light and quietly left
his room.

   After a few moments Reggie's eyes adjusted to the darkness and he
silently made his way down the hall to Christy's and Dave's bedroom door,
which they carelessly left slightly ajar.  The sound of lovemaking - the
rhythmic squeak of bedsprings, the grunts and groans of two people lost in
passion - grew louder as Reggie approached.  He stood at the threshold to
their room and peered through the sliver of an opening at the two shadowy
figures moving in unison, his black skin providing a perfect camouflage in
the dimness of night.  Reggie's cock hardened, pushing against his gym
shorts and seeking release from its confinement so it could impregnate
another white girl.  But the massive, male organ would need to be patient.
The time wasn't right, yet.

   "Oh, I'm going to cum," Reggie heard Dave exclaim.  Reggie swiftly
returned to his room undetected.

   "Oooh, I love you," Christy cried as she wrapped her arms around her
husband in a tight embrace and his body grew tense from his orgasm.  Dave
withdrew his modest, five inch long, condom covered penis from Christy's
tight vagina and turned on the light on the nightstand beside their bed. 
The thin, latex membrane, slick with Christy's juices, contained a small
amount of white fluid, Dave's ejaculate, in its tip.  Christy watched Dave
slide the protective barrier off his member as his flaccidness returned. 
Birth control pills cost too much without health insurance and the two
agreed to wait until after their financial situation improved before
starting a family.

   A virgin bride and a faithful wife, Christy's had never experienced
another man's penis.  Christy and Dave were in complete love, emotional and
physical.  But as a consequence of Dave's greed, impulsive decision making,
and plain carelessness in regards to Christy's rare beauty, soon another
man's cock would also occupy his innocent wife's sacred space, gradually -
and against her will - stealing the corporal manifestation of affection
from her.

   Dave left for work early the next morning and Christy visited the gym to
swim laps and work out.  Reggie woke up to an empty house and called his
uncle Leroy to get the full scoop on Dave's work schedule.  Reggie learned
from his uncle that he had plenty of time to pursue Christy that day,
depending on what time she returned.  Unfortunately for Christy, she
finished her exercise and arrived home at mid-morning, leaving Reggie alone
with her for more than seven long hours.

   As Christy entered her house, Reggie's large figure sitting on the
living room sofa startled her.

   "When do you attend classes?" Christy nervously asked.  Reggie sat
shirtless in a pair of loose gym shorts, numerous muscles bulging beneath
his black skin.  Christy wanted to tell him to wear a shirt outside his
room, but decided to avoid the confrontation.

   "I take classes online," Reggie answered as he obnoxiously rubbed his
crotch while blatantly eyeing Christy up and down.  "Where do you work?"

   "I'm currently between jobs.  In fact, I'm going to change and go search
for one now," Christy replied, as she swiftly proceeded towards her room to
get away from Reggie's lustful stare that caused her great discomfort.

   Reggie allowed a few minutes to pass and then followed Christy.  When he
reached her bedroom, he heard the shower flowing in the master bathroom. 
He carefully turned the doorknob and entered her room.  The bathroom door
was shut and locked.  Reggie debated if he should proceed or make his move
another time.  He knew Christy's type.  She would definitely be too
embarrassed to tell anyone that she had been raped by a disgusting Negro.
But, once he started this process, he would have to get his cock inside
her; otherwise the shame might not be great enough to prevent Christy from
telling the police and her husband.  She appeared in excellent shape, and
would definitely put up a good fight.  Reggie confidently concluded that
after a lengthy struggle, he would ultimately subdue the petite wife, and
so he waited in the room for the bathroom door to open.

   The shower stopped and Reggie's cock grew inside his shorts as the
black, virile organ prepared to claim new territory.  Christy opened the
door - wearing a silk, red thong with a matching bra - to be greeted by
Reggie's smiling face.  Her female instincts immediately kicked in and she
attempted to slam the door shut to keep Reggie away.  Christy's initial
suspicion of Reggie had been correct, but by ignoring her gut feeling she
had committed a strategic error that might ultimately prove fatal to her
marriage and middle class lifestyle.  Reggie quickly pushed against the
door preventing it from closing completely; his strength overcame Christy's
efforts and she slid back trying to hold her ground behind the wooden
barrier.

   "What are you doing?  Are you crazy?" Christy yelled as Reggie charged
into the bathroom like an unstoppable locomotive.  Reggie unexpectedly
punched Christy in her abdomen with his right fist, knocking the wind from
her lungs.  She doubled over in pain and gasped for air as Reggie grabbed
her hair and dragged her like a caveman from the bathroom over to the queen
size bed.

   Before Christy regained her breath, Reggie had thrown her into the bed
and yanked her panties and bra off, leaving the hapless girl laying on her
back completely exposed.

   "Please, don't do this," Christy cried between wheezes as Reggie forced
her smooth, long legs apart, conducting a reconnaissance of her treasure he
planned to plunder.  Reggie loved the way these high class white girls kept
their pubic areas so immaculately groomed.  Laser treatments had removed
every follicle of pubic hair save for a neatly trimmed patch no larger than
a thumbnail that sat above Christy's small, relatively inexperienced
vagina. Reggie's eyes temporarily took in the entirety of Christy's naked
form: the baby smooth skin of her genital area that resembled
pre-pubescence (except for her labia and isolated island of pubic hair),
her flat stomach adorned with a delightful belly button and defined by
toned abdominal muscles, and her firm, c-cup tits crowned with pink areolas
the size of quarters.  Her silky white skin contrasted with Reggie like
type on a page.  She lacked even the slightest imperfection.  Every part of
Christy's youthful body and face exhibited impeccable proportions.  Reggie
thought her husband quite the fool to carelessly leave such a gem unguarded
and easily stolen by someone like himself.
Reggie reached down between Christy's splayed legs and gently parted her

labia for a closer inspection of her pussy.

   "Oh, God - no!  Please stop!" Christy wailed, as she felt Reggie
manipulate her privates like they belonged to him.  Christy reached down
and grabbed Reggie's wrist in an attempt to move the offender away from her
vulnerable area.  Reggie suddenly twisted her delicate, pink nipple with
his free hand, causing a jolt of pain that would later become a bruise on
the perfectly formed flesh.  Christy released Reggie's hand allowing it
free reign.

   Resuming the careful stretching of her tender labia, Reggie easily
located Christy's sensitive clitoris among the delicate pink folds.  He
licked his thumb and began softly rubbing the smooth, pink hood, in an
attempt to get its shy head to appear.

   "Please stop doing this to me.  I won't tell anyone if you let me go,"
Christy pleaded as Reggie sat between her open legs and continued playing
with her in an effort to prepare her small pussy for a much larger mate. 
Christy hated this disgusting, subhuman, black animal, but she was helpless
and completely at his mercy.  Reggie noticed Christy's clit slowly grow
larger from his fillips as the seconds became minutes.  In misery Christy
didn't realize that the timid head of her clit had just been excited into
making its debut as Reggie expertly coaxed it from its protective cover. 
Though married for nearly one year, Dave's sexual naivety made these types
of sensations foreign to Christy until this point.

   "I'm married.  Why are you doing this to me?  Christy sobbed.  Reggie
loved controlling the involuntary responses of his reluctant victims and
tasting their sweet, young, white pussies.  The pink flesh of Christy's
innocent vagina now glistened with secretions, inviting him to drink the
nectar it produced.

   "Oh, God, stop it!  You're disgusting," Christy yelled as Reggie held
her delicate lips wide apart with his black fingers and began assaulting
her sensitive, pink folds with his long tongue, devouring the tasty fluid
Christy's pussy produced against her will.  Christy sat partially up on her
elbows and from over her flat tummy helplessly watched - with a contorted
look on her face - Reggie continue his attack of her vagina.  Christy had
never experienced oral sex before and the idea of this black man swallowing
the fluid coming from her cunt revolted her.  She wanted to push Reggie's
face away, but knew that such effort would most likely result in further
violence from the muscular brute.

   Throughout Christy's torment, Reggie savored her sugary vaginal
secretions.  But Reggie realized the only way to ensure Christy's silence
was by introducing her cunt to his colossal, black phallus.  Once her pussy
accepted his giant size, and received his gooey cum, she would be too
ashamed to reveal to her husband (or anyone else for that matter) that she
was now permanently tainted by a black man.

   Reggie's hard cock ached to enter Christy's special, female place. 
Reggie swiftly slid off his gym shorts.  The monstrous, black organ sprang
out from its confinement.  Christy's eyes grew large with terror as they
took in the enormity of the hideous, black penis.  Reggie's 13" cock, with
its large diameter, looked more like a radiator hose than a human penis. 
Christy saw numerous veins distend from beneath its black skin, evidence of
the large amount of blood necessary to support an erection in the grotesque
organ.

   There was no way that thing could ever fit inside her.  Christy began
desperately pleading with Reggie, "Please don't rape me.  I won't tell
anyone if you stop now."

   Reggie stretched Christy's labia apart with one hand to facilitate his
entry while aiming his huge cock toward her entrance with the other.

   "I'll do anything you want.  I'll jerk you off.  Please don't put that
in me.  You're too big," Christy frantically implored as the large head
pushed against her tight entrance.

   "Oh, God!  No.  Please." Christy exclaimed as the pressure from Reggie's
attempted invasion built.  Christy fell back from her elbows, clenching the
sheets in her fists as the pain intensified.

   Reggie felt uncertainty.  Perhaps he had not prepared Christy's vagina
adequately and it was still too petite to accept his cock.  Her husband's
pecker must have been incredibly small.  But things had gone too far
already to stop now.  Reggie had no choice other than to proceed or face
certain prosecution.  Reggie slowly applied more force until his cock
overcame her pussy's resistance; Christy's Labia finally engulfed the head
of his penis and admitted the huge male organ into its wet paradise.

   "Oooooowe," Christy cried as the first penis besides her husband's laid
claim to her territory.  Far too tight to immediately accommodate his
gigantic, black appendage, Reggie gradually advanced more of his cock into
her tiny, pink pussy that subversively provided generous lubrication for
its own assault.

   "That's it girl.  You got a black cock in your pussy now," Reggie
taunted as he worked his cock gently inside her.

   "You're hurting me.  You're too big," Christy sobbed as the big cock
proceeded slightly deeper with each thrust.  "I'm married.  Why are you
doing this to me?"

   "Sssshhhhhhh, you be quite," Reggie said, placing his index finger up to
her lips.  "It's okay.  Yuze a hoe for black cock now."

   "Noooooh," Christy whimpered as her juices coated more of Reggie's fat,
long cock with each thrust, giving the black, male organ sheen.  How could
this be happening to her?  Why did Dave so readily allow this stranger into
their home to do this to her?  While these and similar thoughts went
through her mind, Christy's face displayed her pain as furrows in her
normally smooth skin.  Reggie knew her suffering would continue as more
cock than her pussy was familiar with fit inside it.  Her little vagina
required time and patience to adjust to a greater masculinity than it had
been accustomed to.  Rushing things would cause Christy great agony. 
Already, Reggie's cock, triple the girth than what Christy's tight little
vagina had previously experienced, penetrated several inches into her
unchartered territory as it slowly pushed deeper with each thrust.

   Once Reggie's cock reached a depth of nine inches into Christy, he
refrained from proceeding further, as he was already four inches beyond her
husband's length; and Reggie had determined her pussy needed time to
adjust.

   "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," Christy exclaimed in concert with the squeaks from
the bed as her small pussy gradually grew used to four more inches of cock
inside it.  Reggie attempted to look Christy directly in the eyes as he
fucked her to delight in the terror they contained because of him.  But
Christy kept averting his stare and moving her head from side to side as
she wished the entire ordeal gone.

   Reggie's anger appeared as a wild look in his dark eyes as he irately
grabbed Christy's chin, turned her head so she faced him, and yelled, "Look
at me when I'm fucking you bitch!"

   From beneath pools of tears, Christy's eyes met Reggie's as his much
bigger cock now claimed her pussy.  Christy felt the immense, black,
phallus making its long journey in and out of her defeated pussy over and
over again.

   "What do you want from me?" Christy asked in sorrow.

   "I's wants yuz to cum for me baby," Reggie said in his natural, ghetto
dialect, which Christy had not heard him utter previously.

   This animal already stole her precious fidelity to her husband.  There
was no way Christy would give him her most intimate possession, her orgasm.
Christy replied with stony silence.

   "Oh, yuz will cum for me whether yuz wants to or not," Reggie said as he
quickened his pace.

   "Noooo," Christy hissed through her clenched teeth.  The discomfort
dissipated; her cunt now traitorously accepted the large, black intruder as
its welcome guest, showering the potential baby-maker with love juices.

   "Yuz really wet girl.  Yuz pussy likes big, black cock in it," Reggie
commented as he shifted the position of his prick slightly to see what
affect it would have on his unwilling mate.  Reggie felt Christy's pussy
contract slightly and knew he found one of her "special" areas to exploit.
Soon additional spasms occurred with greater force and frequency as
Christy's pussy autonomously responded to the large cock inside it in
rebellion to Christy's wishes.

   "Oh, oooh, ooooooooooh - noooooooooooooh!" Christy exclaimed with a
grimace as her hands pushed against Reggie's muscular chest, ineffectually
trying to dismount him from her.  Meanwhile, Christy's labia tightly clung
to Reggie's slick cock, which repeatedly backed out from her vaginal
embrace until only its head remained, and then returned to its deeper
position.

   "No, no, no - stop doing this to me," Christy yelled as Reggie's cock
found yet another, even more sensitive region within her previously
unexplored territory to exploit.  Reggie's cock seemed to have an
intelligence of its own as it searched her inner space for new areas to
cultivate.

   With unparalleled stamina and self-control, Reggie managed to fuck
Christy in this fashion until her pelvis - ever so slightly - unconsciously
began coital movements of its own in reply to Reggie's cock.

   Although Christy still lacked the enthusiasm Reggie ultimately sought,
she at least stopped resisting and seemed accepting of her fate.  There
would be time in the future to further groom her, Reggie thought as the
sensations in his balls and cock signaled his own approaching climax.  He
wanted to bury the remaining four inches of his penis inside her; but,
Reggie could tell her tiny, pink pussy wasn't prepared for his entire
length yet.

   Christy noticed the acceleration of Reggie's movements and suddenly
panicked, realizing what this meant - the black bastard would soon cum.

   "Please, take your thing out of me.  I don't want to get pregnant,"
Christy submissively begged.

   Reggie delighted in each phase of ruining his virtuous white prey: the
beginning molestation, the initial penetration, the unwanted orgasms, and
now forcing this young, arrogant, white, middle class, housewife to accept
his jism - seed from a black man - in her unsoiled pussy.  Only one element
remained, which would require time to achieve, her willing embrace of him
as her lover.

   "I's gonna cum in your pussy now," Reggie warned.

   "No, please don't cum in me," Christy pleaded.  Reggie watched her eyes
become large saucers of fear.  She pushed hard against his burly, black
chest with her dainty, white hands while arching her back and positioning
her pelvis to dislodge him.  Unfortunately, Christy's efforts were no match
against the enormity of the black cock now occupying her vulnerable space
with impunity, as it easily overcame her best attempts to expel it,
penetrating even further into her susceptible terrain.  In violent bursts a
torrent of white, gooey cum gushed from the obscenely large head of
Reggie's cock as her pussy involuntarily clenched around the massive black
organ invading it.  The huge, black cock filled Christy's unprotected cunt
with its unwanted cum.

   "Oh, no, please.  Why?" Christy whispered as she felt the slimy
ejaculate from Reggie's cock ooze from her overfilled pussy down the crack
in her ass.

   The deed was done.  While she may not have reached the point of
accepting Reggie as her black lover yet, the possibility of Christy now
telling her husband or law enforcement what had just occurred became
unlikely given the details that would come to light - of her own body's
reactions and the fact that she had been permanently soiled with Negro
spunk.  Reggie knew she would be too ashamed to tell anyone as she laid
beneath his heavy frame, her pussy still alternately clamping his deflating
cock in residual orgasms that slowly faded.  He had successfully sown the
first seeds of corruption within her.  Additional future plantings would
ensure a bountiful harvest of lust and sexual addiction in Christy.  But
for now, at least, the difficult part of initiation was finished.

   Reggie removed his flaccid cock from Christy as she lay in the bed
motionlessly staring at the ceiling, her legs still spread indecently wide
apart.  Even soft, Reggie's black serpent appeared enormous and Christy
couldn't believe the horrific thing actually fit in her as she glimpsed at
it.  Reggie decided Christy needed greater familiarity with the cock that
would now be fucking her on a regular basis, whether she wanted it to or
not.

   "Yuz ever give yuz husband head?" Reggie asked.

   Christy looked at Reggie with bewilderment as the muscular man who just
defiled her firmly grabbed her shoulders and guided her to a sitting
position on the edge of the bed.  Christy suddenly understood what Reggie
wanted her to do as he stood with his penis hanging like a long, black hose
in front of her face.  The huge thing was disgusting, still slick with both
their slimy fluids.  Christy had never performed oral sex before and did
not think she could tolerate Reggie's cock in her mouth without vomiting.
However, Reggie tightly grabbed her hair and forced her face into his
manhood.

   "Open yuz mouth now and suck on my cock like a good girl so I's don't
needs to hurts yuz," Reggie threatened as he pulled her hair more, causing
the pain to grow unbearable.

   "I's better not feels any teeths, either, hoe!" Reggie added as Christy
hesitantly took the foul thing in her mouth - it barely fit.  To her
surprise, even though filled with despise and viewing the forced act as
revolting, the taste was not completely disagreeable - perhaps even
piquant. As she followed Reggie's directions, his treatment of her improved
and the pain to her scalp subsided.  Reggie released his grip on her hair
somewhat as Christy gently rolled his golf-ball size testicles in her hand
while drawing on his shaft.

   "That's a good girl," Reggie condescendingly said, as if speaking to a
child.  "There's enough cum in my balls to make you spit out black babies
until your ovaries dry up," he added.

   To Christy's dismay, the wretched organ became larger in response to her
forced caresses.  She couldn't believe he was hard again.  Dave usually
came once after five minutes and was done for the evening.  Soon only the
glans and distal part of Reggie's shaft fit in her mouth.  Reggie
instructed her how to work his cock with her free hand while running her
tongue and mouth along it.  Christy had no choice but to comply with his
demented demands or suffer painful consequences.

   Christy obeyed Reggie's instructions, and the sight of her wedding band
glistening as her fingers gracefully tugged his dark, veined appendage,
caused the organ to twitch, startling her slightly.  Christy managed to
hold on to the massive organ with both her hands and plenty of room to
spare on the long shaft.  Reggie felt another batch of cum readying and
held Christy's head to his cock as he instructed, "Makes sure yuz swallow
it all when I's cum, bitch."

   Christy didn't want to swallow the nasty, white cream that spurted into
her mouth, but Reggie prevented her from pulling her head away.  After the
first couple of mouthfuls, the taste grew somewhat enjoyable, and Reggie
could tell by the way she started gulping it down, that his Negro spunk had
begun working on her.  Reggie released his hold and Christy continued
milking and swallowing every last drop of cum from his cock, not noticing
that he had let go of her head.  When the cum eventually stopped flowing
from Reggie's prick, Christy pulled her mouth away, a thread of jism
momentarily spanning from his softening phallus to her lips.

   The once confident Christy sat dazed on her bed pondering what had just
occurred as Reggie proceeded into her bedroom shower to prepare for the day
- drug deliveries needed to be made.  For the first time in her young life
Christy felt major uncertainty.  She knew she should get out and
immediately report her rape to law enforcement.  But the entire ordeal - so
filthy, vile, and embarrassing - would need to be retold many times. 
Reggie would no doubt claim the act had been consensual and reveal how she
reached multiple orgasms (even though they had been forced involuntarily).
Dave also would learn the details and might no longer accept her after
discovering how she had been tainted with filthy cum from a black man. 
Christy foolishly remained indecisive on what course to take - silent as
Reggie had anticipated, sealing a much darker fate for herself.

   While unsure of how to handle the horrible situation she now found
herself in, Christy did know that she had to get away before Reggie
finished his shower.  She swiftly retrieved her thong and bra off the
floor. With Reggie's cum still dripping from her well fucked pussy, she
hastily donned her undergarments.  Without taking the customary time and
consideration to pick something to wear, Christy grabbed a pair of grey
sweat pants and a pink t-shirt - the first items accessible in her dresser
drawer - threw them on, and headed out of her house determined to get far
away.

   Dave sat in the break room at work eating the turkey sandwich he brought
for lunch, oblivious to what had just occurred at home to his once faithful
wife, when his supervisor, Leroy entered the room.

   "Hey Dave, guess what?" Leroy asked in a bubbly tone out of character
for the older black man who usually displayed a hint of irritation on the
rare occasions he spoke with warehouse crew.  Dave was astonished that his
supervisor knew his name and looked at Leroy with surprise on his face.

   "Yes sir?" Dave cautiously answered, fearful that perhaps he had done
something wrong.

   "I understand my nephew, Reggie, is boarding with you," Leroy said with
an unusual smile on his face.

   "Reggie is your nephew?" Dave asked.

   "He sure is.  He's a fine, young man, I might add.  Our family is mighty
proud of his accomplishments and thankful for your hospitality," Leroy said
as he put his hand warmly on Dave's shoulder.  "It's very descent of you to
allow our Reggie to room with you and I intend to see to it that you're
rewarded around here for your generosity," Leroy added with a rare sparkle
in his eye as he winked at Dave and patted his shoulder several times. 
Leroy secretly intended to reward Dave with mandatory overtime and a long,
out-of-town trip to the company's other warehouse.

   Leroy's old cock leaped in his pants as he imagined Dave's once innocent
wife getting her little, white pussy stuffed with Reggie's black prick
while her dumb-ass husband slaved for little more than minimum wage.  This
was too easy, he thought, as he walked away from Dave with a rare grin on
his face and a semi-erect cock in his pants.

   Usually, Christy greeted Dave when he arrived home from work.  Today,
there was no Christy when Dave walked into the house.  Reggie sat alone in
the living room watching some show about crocodiles on PBS.

   "Where's Christy?" Dave asked.

   "I don't know," Reggie replied without taking his eyes off the
television screen as he watched the crocodile eating some hapless mammal
that unwittingly wondered too close.

   Just as Dave resigned himself to preparing his own dinner, he heard
someone entering the front door.

   "Hi Honey," Christy said as she walked into the living room and pecked
Dave on the cheek.  She looked very casual in her grey sweat pants, pink
t-shirt and flip-flops.  "How was your day at work?" she asked.

   Christy didn't seem to exude her usual enthusiasm to Dave, who
mistakenly assumed, based on her attire, that she had been working out at
the gym and was tired.

   "Fine - you'll never guess what I found out today.  My supervisor, Leroy
White, is Reggie's uncle," Dave explained.

   Reggie overheard Dave and Christy's conversation and finally decided to
divert his attention from the crocodiles on the television.

   "Old Leroy told you about being my uncle?" Reggie asked.

   "Yeah, he spoke very highly of you," Dave answered.

   Any inclination Christy had to confide in her husband or report her rape
to the authorities vanished as Dave went on to explain - to her chagrin -
how much his supervisor appreciated his nephew, Reggie, boarding with them.
Christy couldn't believe her husband's blindness.  Dave's diatribe about
work continued without notice of Reggie's lustful stares as Christy
distressfully felt Reggie undressing her with his eyes.

   Christy couldn't believe her horrible situation.  A multitude of
emotions flowed through her mind - anger, embarrassment, and shame.  What
if Reggie tried to force her to have sex with him again?  While lost in her
thoughts, Dave had wondered off somewhere and suddenly, she found herself
sitting alone with Reggie in the living room.  She started to get off the
sofa.

   "Sit down Bitch," Reggie commanded in a subdued but stern tone.

   Christy obeyed, fearful that Reggie might raise his voice and alert
Dave, bringing the entire humiliating rape to light.

   "Don't yuze ever pull that shit of leavin without my permission.  Yuze
do that again and not only will Uncle Leroy hear about things, but your
little hubby will find out how much his wife's pussy likes to cum with a
big, fat, black dick in it.  Yuze understand me, bitch?" Reggie said.

   Christy silently nodded in affirmation.

   After listening to Reggie, Christy went to bed.  But the bruise Reggie
left on her breast earlier that day prevented intimacy with her husband. 
Dave would surely notice her wound and the horrible secret would be known.
It was Friday evening and the couple usually had sex on the weekend.  But
the injury would need at least a few days to heal.

   "I'm sorry, Baby, I don't feel well tonight," Christy replied to Dave's
advances as she entered the bed in her nightie and pretended to fall
asleep. In the darkness, thoughts of Reggie's big, black cock slipping in
and out of her tight, wet pussy made slumber for Christy nearly impossible.
Perverted images of the scene haunted her like demonic visions refusing to
relinquish control of her once pure soul.

   With Dave home for the weekend, Reggie spent the next couple of days in
the hood doing business, giving Christy's pussy some time to recuperate.

   Monday morning arrived much too quickly for Christy, who awoke as Dave
prepared to leave for work.

   "Honey, why don't you call in sick today and stay with me?" Christy
asked as she rose from the sea of sheets covering their bed.

   "Baby, I can't do that.  Leroy asked me Friday to work overtime today. I
won't be home until 10:00 pm." Dave answered.

   "Oh, no!  Why do you have to work overtime?" Christy whined.  If only
Dave knew the panic gripping his poor wife - her silent external façade
concealed an internal turmoil that felt like a violent storm raging within
the confines of her tight chest with an explosive power that pushed
outwards and sought escape.  But alas, no release was possible and she
securely imprisoned her dismay away from everyone as Christy suddenly
recalled that she would soon be left alone again with Reggie in their
house.

   As she sat up, Dave kissed Christy on the cheek and headed off to work.
Christy hopped out of bed in her cotton briefs and bra and quickly rummaged
through her dresser drawers in search of something to throw on.  She wanted
to get out of the house before Reggie woke up.  Unfortunately, Reggie had
risen earlier in the morning and had been waiting for his opportunity.

   Christy had found a pair of olive colored Capris pants along with a
beige blouse.  But before she had the opportunity to put them on, Reggie
entered Christy's room wearing only a pair of baggy, black gym shorts with
a huge, visible bulge - created by his large manhood - and his dark,
muscular, bare chest exposed.

   "Yuze planning on goin somewhere?" Reggie asked.

   "I need to go out and look for a job.  I would appreciate it if you
didn't come in my room anymore," Christy said with a mixture of annoyance
and fear.  "I's will come into your room anytime I's wants, bitch.  Didn't
I's tell yuze not to leave without my permission?" Reggie said with an evil
grin as he came menacingly closer to Christy.

   Christy started backing away from Reggie aghast of his intentions. 
Reggie's massive 6' 4" stature dwarfed Christy's petite frame.

   "Please get away from me," Christy meekly implored backing up against
her dresser with further retreat impossible.

   "What's da matter baby?  Don't yuz want some more lovin?" Reggie
sarcastically asked.

   Christy shook her head, "No, please leave me alone!"

   Reggie pulled down his shorts, grabbed Christy's hand and guided her to
hold his colossal cock, wrapping her fingers around it and making her jerk
the black appendage in short, repetitive motions as tears poured from her
eyes like the rapid drip from a leaky faucet.

   Christy despised what Reggie forced her to do, but performed the act
anyway hopeful that it would avoid a worse fate of another rape.

   There Christy stood, within an inch or two of Reggie, clad in only her
cotton briefs and bra, her fair white skin contrasting with Reggie's dark
brown complexion.  His cock had an almost hypnotic affect on the young
wife. Christy could not help studying the monstrous phallus she worked in
her hand.  The highly vascular organ felt smooth and warm from blood
flowing into its numerous vessels, and extended past Reggie's belly button
in length.  The foreskin loosely slid back and forth along its thick, rigid
shaft, and some clear, slippery fluid began oozing from the meatus at the
tip of its glans.  A series of twitches from the obscenely large cock
indicated the pleasure it received from Christy's small hand and woke the
young housewife from her trance.  Perhaps if she jerked him off, he would
be satiated, she thought.  Reggie noticed an improvement in Christy's
enthusiasm and technique as the tempo of her gentle tugs increased
significantly.

   He realized what Christy was trying to do.  Reggie had developed
incredible self control over the years from his early start at fucking
women, and decided to let Christy relinquish more of her dignity in vainly
attempting to make him cum.

   "Oh, yeah, that's it.  Yuze like my cock, don't yuz girl?" said Reggie.

   Christy hated the vile thing and wished it would fall off the sick
bastard.  But she kept her feeling to herself and answered Reggie's taunts
with silence as she concentrated on making him cum.

   "Oh, I's gonna cum real soon," Reggie said.  In truth he was nowhere
near an orgasm.  Christy was merely getting his cock ready for her own
assault.

   Christy's enthusiasm for the hand job she gave Reggie grew to a
demeaning level that an uninvolved party unfamiliar with the situation
would view as eager consent on her part.  As the minutes passed, Reggie
realized that even his great stamina could not hold out indefinitely,
especially as he watched her wedding band sparkle from her hand stroking
him.

   Reggie reached around Christy's back and unfastened her bra, which began
slowly sliding off her tits.

   "No, Reggie - please," Christy said as she caught the falling bra with
her other arm before it came completely off.

   "Let it go, bitch.  I wanna see yours tits or I's gonna get real mad,"
Reggie growled.

   Christy reluctantly put her arm back down and allowed her bra to fall
the rest of the way off, revealing her lightly pink, quarter-sized areolas.
The bruise he produced on her left tit the previous week had faded but was
still slightly visible.  Reggie put his lips to her nipple and began
sucking and nibbling on the sensitive flesh, causing it to harden in
response.

   "Oh, God, no - don't make me do this," Christy blurted as she raised her
head up and her eyes stared at the ceiling in an attempt not to witness
what Reggie did to her body.

   After biting and sucking her left nipple to attention, Reggie soothingly
rolled it between his fingers to keep it hard while moving his mouth to
Christy's right nipple and repeating the process on it.  Soon booth of
Christy's young, pink nipples poked out toward Reggie as he rolled them
between his fingers and repeatedly took turns suckling each in his mouth.

   Christy - fearful of another violent retribution from the huge, muscular
black man who had previously delivered painful blows to her stomach and an
agonizing bruise to her breast - still held Reggie's enormous manhood in
her dainty hand; but, she no longer tugged on the organ enthusiastically as
she began to understand the futility of her effort and the inevitability of
having to endure another long fuck session with this evil Negro who was
taking over not only her home, but also the sanctity of her body, which she
promised to only share with her husband.

   Reggie had enough foreplay and his cock ached to enter Christy's soft,
tight pussy and again place more of its genetic material in her wet,
hospitable love chamber.  Reggie started gently pushing her backwards
toward the bed.  Aware of the destination Reggie's guiding efforts were
leading, Christy resisted moving until the force became too great and she
stumbled back towards her marital lair.  As she lost her footing, Reggie
gave Christy an additional shove, causing her to lose her balance and fall
on her back in the mattress.

   Finally where he wanted her, Reggie grabbed Christy's knees as they hung
off the edge of the bed, and tried to force her legs apart.

   "Yuze resisting me again bitch?" Reggie angrily asked.

   "I don't want to do this!" Christy hysterically answered.

   Reggie grabbed Christy's right nipple and tightly twisted it between his
fingers.  When he finished abusing the sensitive, pink flesh, Christy's
legs willingly relinquished their position as protectors of her treasure,
and granted Reggie access to her feminine territory.  A bruise on Christy's
other nipple would now prevent her from making love with her husband for
several more days.

   With her legs spread as far as they would go, Reggie pulled Christy's
cotton briefs to the side and delved his tongue into her soft, pink, flesh.
Immediately, Christy's sweet juices began flowing into Reggie's mouth as he
drank them in.

   Reggie parted Christy's labia with his thumbs and his tongue wondered
over to her clit.  Christy had hoped he wouldn't play with that sensitive
and vulnerable part of her sexual anatomy, but Reggie had already begun
learning what made her pussy most responsive and used that knowledge
against her.

   "Why won't you leave me alone?  I already gave you what you wanted last
Friday.  Why are you doing this again?" Christy asked between her sobs as
her clit embarrassingly revealed the pleasure it received by growing longer
and harder from the unwanted stimulation.

   "Yuze my bitch now and this here is my pussy.  Yuze understands that? 
I's makes it cum whenever I's wants to.  Yuze just lay back and shut up
until I's done, unless yuze needs a few more bruises to teach yuze who's
the boss." Reggie warned.

   Christy sniveled back her tears as Reggie's oral assault on her cunt
went on.  She hated the way Reggie forced her pussy to react beyond her
control.  The torment seemed to be without end when her black oppressor
finally ceased - but only temporarily - his attention to her intimate area.
Reggie had drank his full of her female juices and now it was time to give
his cock another claim to the silky smooth spot between her legs reserved
solely for her husband.

   Christy looked down as Reggie yanked her panties off.

   "What are you doing?" Christy asked between sniffs as Reggie once again
pushed her legs as far apart as they would go and then positioned his
enormous, black, cock at her pink, luscious entrance.  "I can't have sex
with you again.  You're too big and I'm not taking birth control.  I don't
want to get pregnant."

   The bulbous head of Reggie's penis entered Christy's unprotected vagina
as her protests continued, "Please at least use one of my husband's
condoms. They're in the dresser drawer."

   "Oh, no, honey.  I's wants yuz to feel my cock inside yuz, not some
piece of rubber," Reggie answered as more of his rod penetrated her sacred
area without opposition.

   "Please, Reggie, I'll do anything you want.  I'll jerk you off; I'll
suck your cock - just don't do this to me again.  I don't want a baby."

   Christy's pleas made Reggie more excited and desirous of impregnating
the dumb, white bitch.  Her offer to suck his cock amused him as he
intended on making her do that anyway when he finished fucking her.

   Reggie pushed more of his thick, lengthy cock into Christy and watched
her grimace from the sudden invasion.

   "Owe!  Ah, ah, ah," Christy responded in unison to Reggie's motions. 
Since it had been several days from their last sexual encounter, Reggie
knew it would take a few moments for her tight cunt just to readapt to the
previous nine inches he fed it, let alone some additional length today. 
Each subsequent fuck from here on would require extra time for her pussy to
fit more of his cock inside it, as the female organ would slowly adjust to
its new mate and increase its size accordingly.

   "Owe, please stop.  You're too big.  Oweeeeeee!  Oh, no more. 
Ohhhhhh!," Christy cried as he incrementally pushed more of himself into
her untrained vagina.  Reggie eventually stopped at approximately 10
inches. But Christy's sobs continued well after Reggie's penis ceased
advancing, as the new boundaries became established with difficulty.

   But Christy's discomfort eventually diminished and her vagina again
conformed to the additional length.  Innocent Christy had no idea that the
subsiding pain meant her anatomy was changing for its new mate.

   Now it was time to cause Christy more shame by forcing her body to
orgasm.  Reggie recalled which areas inside Christy were most responsive
last time and positioned his cock to exploit them again.  Soon the
humiliating contractions of pleasure began as Christy clenched the sheets
in her hands and gritted her teeth in angry frustration.  Why was her body
reacting this way to such a hateful act by such a disgusting beast?

   "Yuze pussy sho loves big, black cock in it girl," Reggie taunted as he
felt Christy's unintended vaginal spasms grow stronger and occur more
often.

   "No, I don't want this.  You're a sick, disgusting, basta............"
Before Christy could finish her sentence, Reggie interrupted her objections
by accelerating his thrusts and moving his invading organ to another area
inside her even more prone to the unwanted stimulus.

   "Oh, oooh, oooooooooooh, noooooo," Christy whined as she involuntarily
entered a wave of extremely intense orgasms.  "No... no... no... please...
stooooooop.  Oooooooooooh."

   The day passed by in this fashion, as each time Christy built up enough
tolerance to a certain stimulation to start resisting, Reggie's cock would
find a new area to infiltrate that would send the stubborn housewife back
into a state of orgasmic helplessness.

   "Heres I's cums, bitch," Reggie would warn.

   Each time Christy cried, "Please take it out.  I can't have a baby with
you." Or something similar to this, only to feel more of Reggie's
disgusting, slimy seed fill her.

   Where did the entire day go?  Each time Christy had grown used to
Reggie's cock visiting a location inside her, the evil appendage proceeded
to another area, keeping her subdued in additional fits of unwanted
pleasure.  Christy looked at the clock on her nightstand as Reggie came for
a fifth time in her unprotected pussy.  Dave would be home in two hours.

   "Reggie, we have to stop now.  Dave will be home soon," Christy warned
as Reggie withdrew his shiny, black, schlong from her sperm-flooded cunt.
Christy felt exhausted even though Reggie had performed most of the work
all day because of all of the orgasms she unsuccessfully fought.  Christy
no longer knew how she felt about Reggie.  On one hand she hated him for
what he did to her.  But, on the other hand, she came so many times, she
lost count.  She didn't want to cum, and resented him for making her body
to do things she didn't want it to do.  But since she came so much, did
that mean she enjoyed having sex with this horrible black man?

   There was no time to dwell on such disturbing thoughts now.  Christy had
to change the sheets and take a shower to eliminate any evidence of what
had occurred all day long right in her marital bed.  While in the shower,
Christy attempted to remove the cum Reggie's cock had injected deep inside
her.  She tried getting the gooey, white seed out, but much of it remained
beyond her reach searching for a viable egg to fertilize.

   Dave returned home fatigued after more than 12 hours of vigorous work at
the warehouse.  He barely responded to Christy's hugs and kisses as she
greeted him.

   "Hi, Honey - I'm dead tired.  What's for dinner?" Dave asked.

   From his weariness, Dave failed to notice the anguish and disappointment
Christy wore on her face as she went to the kitchen to finish preparing the
chicken dinner she had started.

   As the three sat down for dinner, Dave explained, "I've got some great
news, baby.  I'm going to be getting a $200 bonus plus earning more
overtime.  They're sending me to the Armorillo warehouse for two weeks
because they're short on help there.  I have to pack some things because
I'm leaving tomorrow."

   Christy's world was collapsing around her.  She noticed Reggie - who sat
across from her - sporting a sinister grin as she tried to maintain her
composure.  She suspected that Reggie had arranged with his Uncle Leroy to
have Dave sent to the distant location.

   "Oh, Dave, I don't want you to go and leave me.  Can I come with you?"
Christy asked in hopes of foiling Reggie's plans.

   "Well I don't know sweetheart.  What will you do all week while I'm
working overtime?  Armorillo isn't exactly a cultural Mecca," Dave replied.

   Reggie's grin transformed into a grimace.  The dumb, white bitch thought
she would try to outsmart him.

   After a few moments of contemplation, Dave finally answered, "If you
really want to come with me, I don't see why you couldn't."

   Christy felt enormous relief and her typical smile, whose absence since
Reggie moved in with them, had gone unnoticed by Dave, returned and
illuminated her face.  For now, at least, she would be safe with her
husband away from Reggie and his sexual torments.

   Reggie filled with anger at Christy's defiance and now was more
determined than ever to stuff his black serpent into her little twat and
again force the arrogant bitch to cum multiple times with his cock.  Reggie
needed to prevent Christy from fucking her loving husband so he could turn
her into his white cum slut -- whether she wanted to be or not.

   Although dead tired from work, Dave caressed his wife in bed that
evening in an attempt at foreplay.  Christy desperately yearned to express
her love for her husband, but could not risk making love to him with the
evidence that Reggie left on her beautiful body -- the bruises on her tits
and her red, swollen pussy with Reggie's seed still swimming deep inside
her womb.  Once again Christy feigned illness to avoid intimacy with the
man she loved.

   The next morning Christy and Dave arrived at Dave's job in their old,
but reliable, Toyota Corolla with their baggage stuffed in the trunk. 
Christy looked forward to leaving behind the horrible, sexual monster that
had repeatedly raped her.  But Christy's relief was short lived, as the
happily married couple was greeted by Reggie and his Uncle Leroy as they
entered the warehouse.

   "I'm afraid you will not be able to bring your wife, Dave, unless you
want to pay for your own hotel room and drive your own vehicle there.  Our
insurance does not allow non-employees to travel in company vehicles,"
Leroy explained as his nephew smirked at Christy.

   Christy's heart sank in her chest as she realized that the hotel
expenses would prevent her from going with Dave.  She would be left alone
to endure Reggie's sexual molestations for two weeks.

   "But I want to go with you Dave.  Please don't leave me," Christy begged
as her eyes began to fill with tears.

   Dave ignorantly misinterpreted his wife's sudden emotional display as a
combination of disappointment and perhaps premenstrual syndrome.

   "I'm sorry Christy.  I'd like to take you, but we can't afford to pay
for two weeks in a hotel," Dave said as he hugged his wife goodbye.

   "Don't worry about your wife, Dave," Leroy said as Christy walked backed
to her car.  "Reggie will ride home with her and make sure she's okay.  Go
on and look after her for us, Reggie," Leroy added.

   Reggie quickly caught up with the unhappy housewife, sliding into the
passenger seat as she started her car.  Meanwhile Leroy and Dave carried
their bags to the company truck.

   The drive home began in silence until Christy felt Reggie's hand glide
up her inner thigh and rub her crotch.

   "Please stop touching me, Reggie.  I don't like you," Christy said.

   "Then why your pussy get so wet and cum for me so much?" Reggie asked.

   Christy responded with silent tears, continuing to drive with Reggie's
hand messaging her pussy through her pants.  Christy kept thinking about
the previous night and how she wasted the opportunity to make love with her
husband.  Instead, Reggie would soon take her again.

   Reggie's penis grew hard as he thought about working another inch of his
cock into Christy today.  Soon they would arrive at the house and he would
resume fucking the beautiful, yet helpless, wife.  One thing was certain:
in two weeks Christy's tiny, pink pussy would adapt to the entirety of his
large, black pole.

   Christy stopped the car in the driveway in hopes of dropping Reggie off
and leaving.  But Reggie anticipated Christy's intentions and insisted that
she pull into the garage.

   "No, Reggie, I'm not going into the house with you.  I'll find someplace
else to stay," Christy defiantly said.

   Reggie was surprised by Christy's sudden courage; he enjoyed the
challenge of taking the fight out of these stuck-up, little, white
princesses.  He proceeded to unbutton Christy's pants in the driveway.

   "What the hell are you doing?" Christy yelled as she tried to pull
Reggie's hands away from her.  How could he attempt such a thing outside
where everyone could see what he was doing?  Christy's small hands were no
match for Reggie who managed to quickly unfasten her pants and slide his
fingers inside her panties.

   "No, stop!" Christy shouted as Reggie's fingers located her clit and
began to pinch the sensitive bud.

   "Oweeee!  You're hurting me," Christy cried as a jolt of pain coursed
through her nerves like a paralyzing, high voltage, electrical shock.  Her
bravery quickly vanished as the pain intensified.

   "Now, pulls the car in, bitch," Reggie calmly directed as he pushed the
button on the remote control with his free hand which opened the garage
door.

   Once inside, the garage door closed behind them.

   "Gives me the keys," Reggie demanded.  As Christy complied with her
tormentor's orders, Reggie's excruciating grasp on her vulnerable clit
became a soothing stroke.  Christy hands grasped the steering wheel as she
looked down in disgust watching Reggie's fingers busily working inside the
blue, silk undies that she wore for Dave.  Reggie now had Christy's car
keys - her only means of escape.  Christy needed to figure out a way to get
them back, although she had no idea where she would flee.  Unfortunately,
however, Christy found it increasingly more difficult to concentrate as
Reggie expertly coaxed her clitoris into an undesired arousal.

   "Oh, Reggie, please stop," Christy begged as she squeezed her eyes shut
in an attempt to stop watching her own molestation.  But wet sounds from
her pussy created an image in her head just as horrifying as Reggie's
fingers used the silky fluid to delight her clit.  Christy felt all sticky
and messy down there and quite embarrassed by her body's reaction, which
certainly contradicted her true feelings of repulsion for Reggie and what
he continued doing to her.

   "Yuze see how much nicer it is when yuze listens to me and does what I
says?" Reggie asked.  Christy bit her lower lip and refused to give Reggie
the satisfaction of a response, her small white hands clasping Reggie's
wrist in a futile attempt to pull his intruding hand out of her panties. 
Christy's pussy became soaked and ready to be fucked, still Reggie
continued working his fingers in her intimate folds, enjoying the
conflicting expressions of disdain and pleasure revealed in her face.

   As much as Reggie enjoyed watching Christy's beautiful face contort with
conflict between her emotions and the physical pleasure he forced her body
to reluctantly experience, the urge from his cock grew too strong to
ignore. Reggie finally withdrew his wet fingers from Christy's panties and
licked her tasty juices from them.

   Christy watched Reggie lick her pussy juice off his fingers with
revulsion.  But at least he had stopped fondling her, and she welcomed any
interruption - even a brief one - that allowed her to regain some control
over her own body.



   The tension in Christy's face dissipated as she regained her composure.

   "Yuze ready to goes inside da house?" Reggie asked.

   Christy tried to think of a way out of her wretched situation.  Maybe
she could run to her room, lock the door, and call someone for help.  But
how could she then avoid explaining the embarrassing situation?  Who would
believe that Reggie had raped her three times and yet not once did she
report the crime to either her husband or law enforcement?  Dave would
learn about what Reggie did to her and might not want her anymore.  Reggie
would brag that the sex was consensual and that he had made her cum
multiple times.  But, Christy realized the longer this went on, the more
difficult it would be to stop.  She had to act now!

   Christy slowly nodded her head in affirmation, exited the car, and
re-buttoned her pants.  Reggie could hardly wait to get his cock inside her
young, pink cunt again as he watched her tight ass walk in front of him
toward the door.  He loved forcing Christy's body to orgasm because he knew
how much she resisted it, yet he still compelled her pussy to willingly
convulse in betrayal of her white, punk-ass husband.

   Christy reached the door to the house and waited for Reggie to unlock it
with the keys he took from her earlier.  Reggie came up behind Christy; as
he fiddled to open the door she felt his huge cock push against the top of
her butt through both their clothes.  That male organ was too large to
possibly be human and she did not want it inside her again.

   When Reggie opened the door, Christy bolted away from him and his
monstrous penis - which she knew all too well, would soon be inside her
pussy if Reggie had his way.  Christy's flight caught him off guard and it
took Reggie a moment to react.  Christy's speed and agility enabled her to
escape Reggie's grasp as she pulled away and the pursuit began.  She
reached her bedroom and slammed the door shut with Reggie close behind.

   Christy tried to set the lock, but Reggie had already turned the knob. A
second longer would have been enough time for Christy to secure the portal
and call 911 before Reggie could knock the door down.  But once again fate
worked in Reggie's favor and against the unfortunate, young wife. 
Christy's feet slid along the hardwood floor as she attempted to hold the
door closed with her petite body.  Christy knew her effort had failed.  She
would have to find another opportunity to gain her freedom before her
submission to Reggie became complete.

   "Don't touch me you disgusting animal!" Christy screamed as Reggie
wrestled her into the bed.  As she laid on her back, Christy tried to kick
Reggie in the testicles before he could climb on top of her.  But Reggie
quickly averted Christy's foot and then punched her violently in the gut.
The entire ordeal seemed like dejavu because of similarities to their first
sexual encounter, as Christy once again gasped for air.

   Reggie seized the opportunity to savagely undress Christy during her
momentary incapacity, roughly unbuttoning Christy's khakis and tossing her
sandals from her soft feet.  He then jerked off Christy's pants as her
hands unsuccessfully clutched at their waistband.  As the poor girl
struggled to catch her breath, Reggie yanked her shirt completely off with
one swift movement, leaving her scantily clad in a blue silk bra and
panties from Victoria's Secret she wore especially for Dave.

   Unfortunately, Dave forfeited his opportunity to see his incredibly sexy
wife in the seductive lingerie she wore for him.  That dumb, white boy was
sure gullible; he had no idea that while he slaved for Uncle Leroy to earn
a couple of bucks, his precious, little wife was home getting fucked like
crazy by a hypersexual, black stud.  Reggie unfastened Christy's bra and
kneaded her perky tits while rolling her lightly pink nipples between his
fingers until they grew hard.  Reggie took turns sucking and nibbling on
each of Christy's nipples as his dark hand glided down the light skin of
her smooth, firm tummy and slid inside her panties.

   "Please... noooooh," Christy softly cried as Reggie's fingers delicately
stroked her clitoris.  Reggie delighted in his good fortune.  Christy's
husband was just another dumb, honky.  What kind of a fool would allow a
strange black man to move into his home and then leave a treasure like
Christy alone with him?  Dave readily provided Reggie with complete access
to Christy's perfect little body.  He deserved to have his wife molested,
raped, and eventually taken from him for being so stupid as far as Reggie
was concerned.

   Christy's vagina responded to Reggie's fondling, becoming very wet
again. The embarrassing sounds of Reggie's fingers splashing in her
dampness returned.  Reggie spoke in a soothing tone as he fingered
Christy's clit with her silky lubricant, "I's told yuze before that things
would be a lot nicer if yuze do what I says and stop resisting me.  We can
do this the hard way or the easy way.  It's up to yuze."

   Christy stopped gasping for air having caught most of her breath and
responded, "I know Reggie... I'm sorry... I'll be good... don't hurt me
anymore."

   Reggie smiled at his conquest.  Christy had put up a good, challenging
fight, which he had thoroughly enjoyed.  But the little tiger had
momentarily lost her roar, and soon he would make her purr for him.

   With his hand still inside her panties, Reggie observed Christy's body
grow tense, her eyes squeeze shut, and her mouth open as his fingers
finessed her engorged clitty.  She was cumming.  He loved watching Christy
helplessly lay there and endure an orgasm he knew she did not welcome.

   "Please... nooooh... stop," Christy mewled as she futilely fought her
orgasms.

   "That's it, Baby.  Keeps cumming for me," Reggie whispered in Christy's
ear as he continued his ministrations to her clitoris.  Reggie played with
her pussy like a new toy, amused by the way he now controlled her body and
caused her to involuntarily cum.  He manipulated Christy like a puppet,
Reggie the puppet master mercilessly pulling her strings.

   Reggie entertained himself masturbating Christy into the afternoon,
allowing his own anticipation to build.  Why not?  He had plenty of time.
Dave would not return for two weeks, perhaps three if he called Uncle Leroy
and gave him the word.  Christy had no job and no one expected her to be
anywhere.  The situation was perfect.  He particularly enjoyed the way
Christy's beautifully manicured hands clasped around his wrist and
inadequately attempted to pull his hand out from her panties.  When she
came, her pull on his wrist would lessen as her eyes closed and her mouth
gapped open as if trying to find words for something beyond expression. 
When an orgasm subsided, her pull on his wrist resumed.  Christy's
powerlessness to stop her orgasms kept Reggie very hard.

   "Reggie, please stop doing this to me," Christy softly pleaded as she
recovered from another orgasm and looked at Reggie with her beautiful, dark
brown eyes.  "I'm married and I love my husband," she continued, trying to
reason with him.  There had to be some spark of compassion somewhere inside
him, she thought.  Perhaps Reggie contained some kindness, but it was far
outweighed by his desire to control Christy and possess her as his own, and
hate for her white husband.

   "Ooooh, nooooo, please... stooooooop, nooo," Christy exclaimed.  Her
eyes closed, her grip tightened, and her hands stopped trying to prevent
Reggie's fingers from doing their work inside her silk panties again as
another wave of pleasure carried Christy away.  While the involuntary
reaction occurred, Christy was paralyzed and Reggie pulled down her briefs
with his free hand; she had a lovely pussy - perfect like the rest of her.

   At the height of her intense orgasm, Reggie removed his hand from
Christy's pussy and undressed.  He climbed into Christy's marital bed with
his horrendously large, hard cock pointing out from his muscular body. 
Grabbing Christy's knees, Reggie spread her legs far apart, giving him easy
access to her delicate flower between them.  Gently, Reggie separated her
soft, pink, pedals with his large, black fingers.  She had been well
prepared all day for the grand entry of his black staff.

   Christy didn't have enough time to completely regain her senses and
resist, her cunt saturated and still very responsive.  He positioned his
cock at her wet entrance.

   "I'll have sex with you Reggie; but, can you use a condom for me this
time?  Dave's rubbers are right in that drawer," Christy meekly said
pointing to the nightstand beside the bed as Reggie stroked her sensitive
clitoris with the head of his cock.  From the previous times they had been
together, Christy understood the likelihood of Reggie actually complying
with her request was probably less than the odds of winning the Lottery. 
She asked anyway, praying Reggie might be kind enough this time to cover
the grotesquely large organ, numerous veins bugling just beneath the
surface of its dark skin.  At least a thin barrier of protection would
avoid completely intimate contact between their genitalia and would prevent
Reggie's potent Negro cum from spewing into her, she thought.

   The soft tone in Christy's voice caught Reggie completely off guard.  He
had never heard her speak to him that way before, sounding more like a
lover than a victim.  Perhaps she was finally coming around.  Reggie knew
there was no way in hell Dave's condoms could come close to fitting him. 
The reasons Christy wanted Reggie to wear protection were exactly why he
was determined to fuck her with his bare cock.  However, he wanted to fan
Christy's tiny spark of compliance into complacency and ultimately passion.
"Since yuze are doing what I says now and asking nicely, Baby, I's will
wears a rubber if yuze can get it on me," Reggie said as he retrieved a
condom from the drawer for Christy.

   Christy felt a perverse sense of gratitude toward Reggie and wanted to
please him so he would continue treating her kindly rather than abusively.
She took the condom from Reggie and fumbled to open it.  While she had
watched Dave put on condoms a number of times, she had never actually put
one on a man's penis herself.  Reggie moved up and kneeled over her chest,
his thick, black, 13 inch meat almost reaching Christy's cute little nose.
Christy nervously tried to get the elastic membrane to stretch around the
head of Reggie's enormous cock.  But the rubber which easily fit her
husband's much smaller penis did not come even remotely close to covering
Reggie's superior masculinity.  Christy couldn't help noticing how thick,
firm, and warm Reggie's highly vascular organ felt in her hands.  It was
very hard, yet the skin felt soft.  While numerous, large veins almost
burst through the dark skin covering the shaft, it still seemed smooth to
her touch.

   "I's tolds you before I didn't thinks it would fit, baby.  I ain't found
a rubber that's my size yet," Reggie playfully taunted as Christy
frantically tried to force the protective barrier over Reggie's cock
unsuccessfully.  It had to fit, she thought.  Reggie gleefully watched
Christy's wedding band and engagement ring sparkle as her dainty fingers
griped his titanic prick which was longer than her entire head and as wide
as her wrist.  "I's can't wait any longer, baby.  My cock is aching to fuck
you," he added.

   "Please, Reggie - I almost have it Christy nervously answered as Reggie
moved the freakish organ away from Christy's face back down to her
unprotected pussy.

   Christy panicked as Reggie's cock left her grasp.  Once more his organ,
beyond human in size, prepared to go inside her unshielded.  Christy
loathed being more intimate with Reggie - who routinely fucked her without
a condom - than with her husband.

   Reggie gently parted Christy's tender, pink, labia with his hand and
placed the head of his dick at her small opening.  Christy hopelessly
dropped the unused rubber on her chest as Reggie's cock squeezed into her
again.

   "Oweee... please, oh... noooo...you're too big!  Oh!" Christy exclaimed
as the incredibly huge organ slithered slightly past its previous 10 inches
into new territory.

   "Hush, it goin to be okay.  Yuze gonna take a little more for me today
baby," Reggie said as he carefully pushed more of his cock in her.

   Christy made faces of pain that entertained Reggie as he watched the
once arrogant, white, bitch twist the sheets in her fists.  His cock made
contact with areas inside her never visited before.  She wasn't too good
for a black man anymore, he thought.

   "Owe, it hurts, it hurts, please, oh, no more," Christy whimpered with
tears in her eyes.

   "Jus a little more for me baby.  We's almost there," Reggie kept
repeating in response to Christy's pleas for him to stop.

   Reggie eased 11 inches of his rotund, 13 inch penis into Christy's snug
vagina, and then gave her pussy a reprieve so it could once more acclimate
to the expanse of his cock.  Reggie correctly deduced Christy's vagina
contained adequate depth for his entire length; the deeper areas of her
cunt merely remained unpracticed due to her husband's small prick and would
cease causing her anguish once they grew used to Reggie's occupation.

   Like Reggie predicted, Christy's pain abated as her vaginal muscles
adjusted to yet more of his presence.  She wished Reggie would cum quickly
and be satisfied like Dave.  But Reggie not only possessed far greater
stamina than her husband, his large, golf-ball sized testicles also
produced far more sperm than normal men, which caused an urge in the big
Negro to ejaculate many times each day.  Unfortunately, Christy's pussy had
become the reluctant vessel for Reggie's cum.  If only Dave had not
permitted this monster to move into their home.  But Dave had unwittingly
rented Reggie not only a room, but also his beautiful wife as Reggie's
concubine.

   Reggie had grown quite astute at reading Christy's emotions.  He knew
the arrogant, white bitch still hated being fucked by someone other than
her husband - especially a black man without a condom.  He also knew how
demeaned Christy felt when he forced her to cum.  So Reggie concentrated on
bringing her to orgasm as his cock slithered to the erogenous areas he
previously chartered inside her.

   Christy ignored the sensations from Reggie's cock at first, questioning
herself why Dave went to Amarillo and left her alone with Reggie.  How
could her husband be so oblivious to invite a strange, black man into their
home?  Dave's stupidity allowed another man's penis to invade her vagina,
thought Christy as the persistence of Reggie's cock overcame her defenses
and exploited one of her particularly susceptible areas.

   "Oooooooh, Reggie, I can't... noooo," Christy murmured.

   Reggie smiled as Christy's body tensed and her pussy started pulsating
around his phallus.  He could tell she grew tired of fighting the orgasms
because she now entered them sooner.

   "That's a girl.  Don'ts fights it anymore.  Let go and cum for me,"
Reggie said as he went on pleasuring her without pause.  A confused
assortment of anger, ecstasy, and shame went through Christy, who had all
but given up her battle against her unwanted climaxes when Reggie
announced, "I's gonna cum soon Baby."

   Christy looked at Reggie with pleading eyes and asked, "Please don't cum
in me this time.  I'm not on any birth control."

   Reggie really wanted to plant a black baby in Christy's womb.  However,
he also desired to lower her defenses and make her complacent.  Perhaps if
he withdrew from her a few times, she would become less resistant to him.
Certainly an "accident" might occur later.  But this time, at least, he
decided to submit to Christy's wishes.  "Okay, Baby, since you've been a
good girl and came for me, I wills take my cock out for you," Reggie
replied.

   Christy felt Reggie pull his long, thick, phallus out of her, creating
an unusual void in her pussy.  She raised herself up on her elbows and
witnessed the abnormally large organ shoot white, gooey jism all over her
body.  Christy never saw a penis ejaculate so much and so violently.  It
fired the potent, baby making fluid at her in rapid succession like a
semi-automatic pistol.  Reggie's disgusting semen rained on her face, tits
and in her belly button.  As the grotesque organ neared the end of its
ejaculation, Reggie repeatedly wiped it along Christy's engorged clitoris,
causing her pelvis to involuntarily respond to the stimulus.

   "Don't put it there," Christy mewled, afraid of how dangerously close
the male appendage was to entering her again with residual cum still oozing
from it.  Reggie ran the head of his cock along her pink folds, leaving a
thick trail of semen all over Christy's pussy, aware of how aroused the
female organ remained while Christy feared it receiving any of his cum.

   As Reggie's cock softened, he began rubbing his cum into Christy's
smooth, white skin.  He scooped the puddle out of her belly button and
spread it all along her tummy, then proceeded up to her tits and used the
slippery spunk to get a rise from her nipples, before collecting the last
of it on her face and then instructing her to lick it from his fingers. 
While disgusted with Reggie's request, she gratefully complied knowing that
next time he could just as easily fill her cunt with the stuff.  At least
it tasted okay.

   "Thank you for taking your thing out and not cumming in me," Christy
appreciatively said as she finished licking the cum from Reggie's fingers.
Immediately, Christy could not believe she just thanked this loathsome
animal after he had raped her again.  What was wrong with her, she
wondered.

   Uncle Leroy and Christy's husband would arrive in Amarillo in an hour
and Dave most likely would phone to check on his wife then.  So Reggie
decided to give Christy an intermission from fucking and make her take a
shower with him.  "Yours husband will probably be calling soon.  When he
does, yuze needs to tell him everything's fine, yuze is okay, and I's
helping you with things.  Now, let's goes takes a shower," Reggie said.

   Christy entered the shower with Reggie.  She glanced at his enormous
penis periodically, thankful that it remained flaccid and seemed sexually
satisfied, giving her a much needed break from his manipulations. 
Christy's temporarily restored control of her own body allowed the
endorphins from a day of climaxing to leave her system and her thoughts to
clear.  Evening had already arrived.  She recalled that Reggie had started
fondling her during the drive home around 9:00 a.m.  that morning.  It
seemed like she had been under anesthesia off and on throughout the day
from the intense orgasms Reggie had forced her to experience.  It all was a
blur.  Christy hardly believed she had been with Reggie for nearly nine
hours.

   Reggie remained with Christy to ensure her obedience.  In the shower he
observed streams of water flow down her fair skin.  To Christy's dismay,
Reggie took the wash cloth and began bathing her, paying extra attention to
her perky breasts, tight ass, and sore cunt.  As Reggie sudsed Christy in
the confines of the shower, his huge cock touched her numerous times.  She
worried because an erection meant another probable rape by the hideous,
black serpent.  But fortunately, Reggie's penis remained dormant, hanging
half way down to his knee.  Christy debated diplomatically asking Reggie to
stop, but in fear that he might turn cruel again, tolerated his cleanly
attentions.

   As Christy toweled dry from the cleansing shower, the phone rang.  Still
naked, she answered the phone to speak with Dave, Reggie beside her.

   "Hi, Baby, how was your trip," Christy asked.

   As the conversation unfolded, Christy didn't sound like her old self to
Dave; but, her mood had definitely improved since he had left this morning.
Reggie helped her clean some.  Dave mistakenly concluded Reggie's presence
made their separation easier for Christy.

   "I miss you too, Honey," Dave replied.  "I know you like me home; but we
really need money.  We should be grateful to Reggie and his Uncle Leroy for
allowing us to keep the house."

   When she hung up the phone, Reggie held out a pink thong and matching
bra he had retrieved from Christy's drawer.  "Put these on for me," Reggie
commanded.

   Christy didn't want to wear such seductive lingerie around Reggie, but
she really had no choice.

   After Christy slipped the risqué undergarments on, she walked to her
closet. .  "What's yuze goin there foe?" Reggie asked.

   "I need an outfit to wear," Christy answered.

   "Yuze ain't wearing no outfit.  Yuze gots enough on.  Maybe yuze
shouldn't wear anything at all," Reggie said.

   Christy abhorred allowing Reggie to see her in undergarments intended
only for her husband to enjoy her in, but anticipated a worse fate if she
resisted.  She stood in the kitchen and prepared herself a tofu,
vegetables, and rice dinner, while Reggie - wearing only his cotton boxer
shorts - strolled into the living room to secretly call for carryout. 
Reggie phoned a restaurant owned by his good friend in the hood.

   "Hi Myron, this be Reggie.  Send Dwain over with a Philly Cheese
sandwich.  Tell him not to knock on the door or ring the bell - just bring
it in da house and leave it on the kitchen table wears I will leave your
money."

   Dwain arrived with Reggie's Philly Cheese sandwich just as Christy
prepared to sit for her own super.  The black teenager stood with his mouth
open looking at the beautiful white girl in a thong with Reggie beside her
in his boxers.  After a momentary delay, Christy slid her plate of food on
the table and hurried out of site from the gawking teenager.

   "Dam, Reggie, how's yuze gets all the fine, white girls?" Dwain asked.

   "I's wills teach yuze some day, Bro.  Here's your dough man," Reggie
said handing the teenager a twenty dollar tip.  "Now's beat it.  The bitch
wants me to fuck her again after dinner," Reggie joked as he sent the young
man on his way.

   Reggie's plan progressed perfectly.  Christy had now been witnessed in a
thong, apparently without duress, alone with Reggie.  After Dwain departed,
Reggie went back to Christy's bedroom.

   "Yuze needs to come eat now.  Dwain's gone," Reggie said.

   "Why did you let that boy come in my house and see me like this?"
Christy asked angrily.

   "I's wanted him to see hows fine yuz is," Reggie answered.  "But I's not
too sure I's likes your tone."

   Christy held her tongue rather than risk Reggie's wrath and followed him
back down to the kitchen table to eat.

   Famished and exhausted by a rigorous day struggling against Reggie's
assaults, Christy finished the tofu, vegetables, and rice she had made and
then went to bed.  For a brief interval, demonic visions of Reggie's giant
cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy once again haunted the young wife,
before she entered a deep slumber.  But the same wretched nightmares
returned in the late morning as Christy's journey into forgetful
nothingness ended and she entered a lighter period of sleep.

   Sometime in the middle of the night, the horrible, black giant must have
crawled into bed with her.  Christy awoke in Reggie's embrace, his hand
firmly grasping her breast.  She could feel his enormous erection pushing
against her hip.  Thankfully, her panties were still on and he apparently
hadn't had more unprotected sex with her during the evening, she thought.
The clock on her nightstand read 11:35 am.  She had slept for over 12
hours. Christy carefully tried to ease her way out of Reggie's hold without
waking him.  But as she started to move, his right hand left her breast and
slid down Christy's smooth, firm tummy.  Christy dreaded the possibility of
where Reggie's hand might eventually go; but, it stopped at the waistband
of her panties as he resumed lightly sleeping.

   Christy, paralyzed with fear, wanted to sneak out of the bed and find
the car keys.  But if she found them, where would she go?  If she went to
friends, what would she tell them?  She couldn't just invite herself to
stay somewhere for two weeks with no reason.  If Dave learned about her
rape, his reaction might make everything worse.  The possibility that Dave
would not want her anymore worried Christy.  Things had already gone too
far for too long with Reggie; and by now it would be difficult convincing
anyone that the repeated sex had not been consensual.  How could she
explain being seen by Reggie's friend wearing only a thong while alone with
Reggie in his boxers?  Also, they couldn't afford to jeopardize the extra
money that Dave earned working for Reggie's uncle, Christy thought.  She
could not let Dave find out about any of this.

   Christy felt trapped.  She loved Dave and hated being taken by Reggie.
She did not want Reggie in her again.  Christy's anxiety grew.  What if she
became pregnant?  She remained unsure of her cycle, not recalling exactly
when she started her last period - sometime around 12 days ago she thought.
At least Reggie had withdrawn his penis from her vagina before he climaxed
yesterday.

   Laying on her back, Christy tried to slowly roll on her side and escape
without waking Reggie.  But, Reggie's hand held firm and would not let
Christy move.  He had woken up and the strong hand once again slid inside
Christy's panties.

   "I can't keep doing this with you, Reggie.  Please don't make me have
sex with you again.  I'm going to get pregnant," Christy softly spoke as
her fingers tried to wrap around Reggie's wrist and stop his hand from
reaching her "special" spot.

   Reggie had not ejaculated all night and his cock badly ached.  "No yuze
won't get pregnant.  I's will take it out again," Reggie convincingly said.
Reggie's hand easily overcame Christy's grasp and his fingers explored her
soft folds and then quickly located her clitoris.

   "Please, Reggie, I'm married.  If Dave finds out about this it will ruin
my marriage," Christy wept.

   Christy's tears made Reggie hornier.  His fingers felt the little, white
bitch already getting wet for him while she cried.  She sure had a
sensitive clit that loved being stroked, Reggie thought.  The sounds of
Christy's soaked pussy grew louder and her cries became fainter as Reggie
aggressively masturbated her.  In the midst of her third series of orgasms,
Reggie moved the thin, silk strip of her thong to the side, carefully
stretched her glistening labia open, and placed the head of his black cock
to her moist, pastel entrance.

   "Please, Reggie, no," Christy pleaded.

   The opening to Christy's pussy had become slightly looser from the
frequent intercourse with Reggie over the past four days, and allowed his
phallus to snugly slide into it with little discomfort this time.

   "Oh!" Christy briefly exclaimed as Reggie entered her.

   Christy wished Dave's condoms had fit Reggie.  While still uneasy about
direct contact with Reggie's cock, Christy began growing used to the
enhanced sensation of Reggie's uncovered penis inside her.  Reggie reached
his previous depth of 11 inches and resisted going further to give Christy
time to become further aroused.  He knew from extensive experience that
sexual excitement would cause the upper two-thirds of Christy's vagina to
lengthen by forcing her cervix and uterus to ascend, at which point, Reggie
anticipated fitting the remaining two inches of his cock into her.

   "Oh, no, Reggie," Christy said.  She pushed against his chest in an
effort to stop an approaching orgasm with no success.  His bare cock felt
so good inside her and always found the right areas to rub against.  Her
mouth opened and her fingers dug into Reggie's muscular chest as she
futilely resisted slipping into euphoria.  Reggie intermittently thrust his
remaining two inches inside Christy's now accommodating pussy.

   "Oh, oh, oh," Christy cried each time Reggie's cock proceeded slightly
further.

   Fully inside her, Reggie had proved himself correct about Christy's
depth.  His cock completely filled her.  Reggie took in the wonderful
sensation of having his whole cock buried in Christy.  Never would he allow
her to get away as few girls had anatomy capable of accepting his entire
length.

   Christy laid beneath Reggie's large frame, unaware that her tight pussy
now contained the full size of Reggie's love muscle.  Her body's autonomous
responses over-ruled her intentions, as the poor housewife succumbed to a
series of powerful orgasms that made her pussy contract rhythmically around
the long, thick rod gliding all the way in and all the way out over and
over again.  Christy's intense orgasms started even sooner today, evidence
that her resistance to Reggie further declined.  With each fuck she grew
more complacent, just as Reggie had calculated.  Before too long, she would
eagerly participate.

   After each series of climaxes, Christy experienced guilt, shame, and
apprehension: guilt betraying Dave, embarrassment that her body grew more
responsive to Reggie's stimulation, and fear over the possibility of
becoming pregnant.  But then as the next wave approached, these thoughts
became temporarily drowned out by her body's reaction to Reggie's big,
unprotected cock, which felt so much nicer than what she had previously
experienced; it perfectly worked all the sensual areas inside her.  Dave
was the one who let Reggie move in and then left her alone with him like
this; and Reggie promised to take his cock out of her again before he came
so she would not get pregnant, she rationalized as her excitement built.
In the middle of one of her many orgasms, Reggie stuck his tongue in

Christy's mouth and began kissing her.

   "No," Christy said as she turned her face away.  Reggie grabbed her chin
and forced his tongue back in her mouth.  "Mmmmph," Christy tried to speak.

   Christy ultimately succumbed to Reggie's kiss, reasoning in the midst of
her orgasm that their genitalia already shared fluid with each other, so
what difference did it make if she swallowed a little bit of Reggie's
saliva?  Gradually, Christy accepted more intimacy with Reggie.  The guilt
would resume once she stopped cumming, but presently, only Christy's pussy
mattered.

   Reggie broke their extended kiss and announced "I's gonna cum.  I's
wants you to swallow it, okay Baby?"

   Not particularly thrilled with the idea of taking Reggie's penis, coated
with her own pussy's juice, in her mouth again, the alternative posed a
potentially devastating possibility.  "Okay," Christy answered as Reggie
pulled his long, wet cock out of her.  Christy got on her knees and placed
her lips around the head of his prick as it began pumping the rich cream.
She obediently swallowed numerous times, but it kept filling her mouth with
more cum.  At least he wasn't cumming in her pussy, she thought.  Christy
then ran her tongue up and down Reggie's shaft the way he previously taught
her, returning to his glans occasionally to lick up the residual cum that
continued oozing out.

   Alone on the bed as Reggie showered, Christy returned to her senses,
feeling enormous guilt for cooperating with him.  How much longer would
this continue?  When would Reggie grow tired of her and leave her alone? 
Christy wanted to run away, but where could she run?  The same questions
kept going through her mind, always with the identical conclusion: she was
in too far now and had to endure this torment or risk losing everything.

   Christy suddenly realized that Dave might notice one of his condoms
missing when he returned.  She had to go to the store and replace the
prophylactic she tried to place on Reggie yesterday.  Maybe she could also
find a larger size to fit Reggie, she regretfully thought.

   As much as the idea of purchasing condoms for Reggie to use on her
repulsed Christy, she had to face the facts.  She had already had
unprotected sex with him numerous times; and unprotected sex with Reggie
was like playing Russian roulette with a fully loaded gun.

   Without her keys, Christy's only option was to accompany Reggie into
town.  "What you need at da store?" Reggie asked.

   Christy hesitantly explained to Reggie, "I need to replace Dave's condom
I tried to use with you yesterday, or Dave might find out about us."

   Reggie smiled to himself as he drove Christy's car.  He had the white
bitch right where he wanted.  She feared her husband finding out about her
rapes by a black man more than the rapes themselves.

   "I knows jus wheres to go," Reggie said as he drove Christy to a
pharmacy he knew in the hood.

   Once near their destination, Reggie parked Christy's car on the side of
the street and the two walked the rest of the way.  Christy didn't like
this part of town.  Black faces everywhere stared at her.  Everyone they
passed appeared to know Reggie though, and enthusiastically greeted him as
he walked with her down the sidewalk toward the pharmacy.

   Once inside the pharmacy, Reggie led Christy to the contraceptives. 
Christy located Dave's brand, but hesitated taking them from the shelf as
she secretly searched for rubbers large enough to fit Reggie as well. 
Christy found herself in a dilemma.  If she purchased condoms for Reggie to
use, she would in essence be consenting to sex with him.  Christy did not
want any more sex with Reggie.  But, if she didn't purchase the
prophylactics and Reggie continued taking her by force, her certain
pregnancy awaited.

   Christy pulled Dave's brand of condoms from the shelf.  She remained
indecisive about purchasing the largest sized ones for Reggie.  If Reggie
saw her buy them, he would surely expect more sex from her.  Christy
strolled away from Reggie and over to the pharmacist.  Christy turned red
with embarrassment as she asked, "What's the largest size condom you
stock?"

   "These are the largest rubbers we sell," the elderly black pharmacist
said as he handed Christy a black box of Magnum XXXL condoms.  "But if
they're for that fellow you came in with, Reggie, I doubt they will fit him
sweetie.  He's tried every rubber in this store.  None of them fits him,"
the pharmacist laughed.

   Christy noticed Reggie approaching as the black pharmacist giggled,
causing her moral compass to interfere with her normally sound decision
making.  She simply could not let Reggie know she considered buying condoms
for him to use with her and hastily blurted, "Never mind then; I'll just
take the regular ones."

   Christy's hasty decision not to buy condoms for Reggie to use with her
might not have impacted future events as much as she would later
contemplate, as the super large prophylactics would most likely not have
fit Reggie anyway.  Still the question would always remain...

   Well into the evening, Christy relaxed as she entered bed.  Reggie had
not attempted further sexual contact with her since the morning.  Dave had
called earlier and they exchanged their normal pleasantries without
mentioning Reggie.  Christy remained hopeful that her black, sexual
tormentor had finally grown tired of her and might not find his way into
her bed again during the night.  As she entered the beginning phases of
sleep, the horrible images of Reggie's dark muscular body and large, black
cock - glistening with her juices as it slid all the way in and all the way
out her wet pussy - played like an endless video loop in Christy's once
pure mind.  She awoke a few times relieved to find herself alone and then
slipped into deep sleep.

   The amnesia of deep sleep faded and the images of Reggie returned as
Christy's slumber approached consciousness.  But she awoke this time with
Reggie beside her and his hand inside her panties busily working her
clitoris.  While unconscious and without her mental defenses, Reggie had
brought her body close to an orgasm; and now she lacked enough strength to
fight her approaching climax.  She was very wet and extremely aroused.

   "Reggie, I can't do this with you again," she softly pleaded as her hips
autonomously rose and betrayed to him how weak and dependent her flesh was
becoming to his caresses.  Christy grew more accustomed to intimacy with
Reggie, and her sexual responses occurred more quickly as a result.  Reggie
slid Christy's silk panties down her legs as he messaged her special spot,
keeping her in an erotically induced paralysis.  He may have been nothing
more than a street thug to Christy, but he possessed an uncanny ability to
read the physical reactions in his female victims and exploit their sensual
susceptibilities.  Reggie had learned how to touch her just the right way
in the right places.  Soon Christy's bra accompanied her panties, lost
somewhere in the bed as the poor wife laid completely naked and her body
climaxed uncontrollably from Reggie's distasteful, yet effective fondling.
Between her fits of pleasure, as her small, white hands ineffectually
gripped Reggie's black wrist, Christy realized what surely awaited and
regretted her decision not to purchase the extra large rubbers when she had
the chance.  Reggie's large, male organ would again intermingle with her
vulnerable, female organ; their respective fluids once more would mix
together inside her.

   "I'm married and I don't want to keep doing this with you.  What if I
get pregnant?" Christy asked as Reggie moved between her spread legs and
positioned himself for entry.

   "I's will take my cock out again before I's cum, Baby," Reggie reassured
as he ignored her protests and eased his massive, masculine appendage
inside her slippery, pink opening.

   "Oh," Christy exclaimed as the now familiarly pleasant feeling of
Reggie's unprotected penis entered her vagina and created sensations far
more delightful than Dave's smaller appendage that had always been covered
by a latex barrier preventing such intimacy.  Reggie's gigantic, black cock
comfortably filled poor Christy's pussy as she accepted her fate with less
reluctance than before.  Yes, she was married to Dave, but what could she
do?  Reggie had already taken her more times than she cared to recount
because Dave had carelessly invited the black stud to move in with them
without her consent.  Perhaps Dave deserved to have his beautiful wife
fucked by a stronger man, Christy reasoned as she attempted to rationalize
away the guilty feelings and succumbed to her body's desires.

   Moonlight poured in through the window and Reggie watched Christy writhe
beneath him on his black pole as she surrendered to her female instincts.
"Oooooh, nooo!  Oooh stop.  Please, I can't... ooooooh," she moaned over
and over again like a broken record.  Her passionate pleas to stop actually
meant "yes" to Reggie.  He put his mouth over her lips and his long tongue
found its way down her throat, finally putting an end to her meaningless
gibberish.

   "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph," Christy's kiss-muffled complaints
continued. But, her soft white hands that had pushed against Reggie's
black, muscular pectoralis majors, gradually slid around his back, her
attempt to repel him turning into an embrace.  She had put up a good fight;
but, the battle had ended and victory once again belonged to him.  Yes,
minor token resistance would probably still be encountered in the future,
but the major combat was completed and she would ultimately surrender to
him whenever he persisted.  If only that dumb-fuck, white asshole, Dave,
could see his beautiful and once faithful wife cumming on a big Niger cock,
Reggie thought, as his penis became harder and Christy unconsciously locked
her legs around his ass.  He had successfully trained the inexperienced,
white bitch.  He had spoiled her pussy by repeatedly force-feeding it his
grade "A" cock until she craved a real man.

   Reggie felt Christy's silky pussy helplessly throbbing around his black
baby maker.  Christy's former faithfulness to her husband and resistance of
Reggie ebbed as her pussy flooded with orgasms.  No matter how hard these
haughty white bitches fought, ultimately they all betrayed their husbands
and submitted to their basic feminine urges.  Christy was no different. 
She began growing use to being with Reggie and the rapes had transformed to
complacency masked by symbolic resistance.  Her hips started to twist and
turn, rise and fall in reply to Reggie's thrusts as their two bodies
communicated physical pleasure to each other.  She wasn't acting too
genteel for a Niger anymore, Reggie thought as her pussy ground into his
cock.  "I's gonna cum," Reggie announced as he finally removed his tongue
from her mouth.

   Christy, on the verge of blacking out from an orgasm more intense than
anything she had ever experienced, lost control of herself and could not
stop grinding her pussy over Reggie's cock, "Ooooooooooh, aaaaaaaaaaaaaah,
naaaaah," she nonsensically heaved.

   Reggie took advantage of Christy's vulnerability and surreptitiously
ejaculated a couple of rounds inside the oblivious girl's pussy before
removing his prick and spraying the bulk of his jism on her body.  In the
dimness of the moonlight, extremely wet and messy from her own body's
secretions, Christy failed to notice the moderate amount of sperm Reggie
had deposited in her, mistakenly believing he had withdrawn in time. 
Christy foolishly began trusting Reggie and became further lulled toward
indifference regarding the adulterous relations Reggie forced upon her.  As
long as Dave didn't know about Reggie, things might be best this way,
Christy thought.  Dave would continue to get extra hours at work through
Reggie's influence with his Uncle Leroy to help them make ends meet. 
Reggie had established his trustworthiness in her mind by repeatedly taking
his cock out of her cunt before he came.  Both exhausted from climaxing
multiple times, and secure in erroneously believing Reggie would not get
her pregnant, Christy passively lay on her back and allowed Reggie to rub
the semen he had ejaculated on her body into her skin again.  He used the
slippery, white cream to play with her nipples for a while, causing her
soft pink buds to firm as she drifted back to sleep ignorant that some of
his potent seed remained in her fertile pussy.

   The early morning sun filled the bedroom, causing Christy to wake up. 
Reggie's hand firmly held her left breast.  Her skin felt all crusty from
the dried spunk Reggie had rubbed on her the previous evening.  What had
she done?  She questioned how she allowed herself to become a plaything for
a hideous, black, thug like Reggie.  Christy turned to find Reggie staring
at her with eyes wide open.

   "My's cock is hard and aches real bad," Reggie said as his hand glided
down her tummy and between her legs.

   Christy could not believe Reggie's sex drive.  How could he possibly be
horny again after cumming so much a few hours ago?  Were all black men this
potent?  She wondered.  Christy failed to realize that her constant
intercourse with the hypersexual Reggie stimulated her own libido.  She
almost instantly grew wet whenever Reggie messaged her sensitive clitty
now.

   "Reggie, I don't want to have anymore sex with you.  I'm married and I
have to go look for a job today," Christy said as Reggie ignored her
complaints and continued fondling her rapidly moistening pussy.

   "I's can take care of your money situation, Baby.  All yuze needs to do
is cooperate," Reggie said as he rolled on his back.  "Nows gets on top of
me and fuck my cock likes a good girl."

   Christy didn't want to fuck Reggie, but she didn't really have a choice.
She remembered what Reggie had previously told her about doing things the
hard way or the easy way.  Her resistance always ended up futile anyway,
while cooperation resulted in kind treatment from the powerful, black male.
Christy's petite body slithered on to Reggie's muscular frame.

   "Nows puts my cock in your pussy," Reggie commanded.

   "Will you tell me when you're going to cum?" Christy asked.

   "Yes, now hurrys up before I's explode," Reggie replied.

   Christy reached down and aimed Reggie's shaft into her entrance as she
slowly impaled herself on the oversized male organ.  Reggie firmly grabbed
her hips with his large hands and guided her pelvic movements.  But soon
Christy needed no assistance and instinctively began coital motions on her
own as she leaned forward against Reggie's hard body and her erect nipples
poked into his chest.

   Reggie looked in the mirror across the room and observed the beautiful
curves of Christy's smooth, firm and unblemished white buttocks as they
humped his long, slick, black rod.  He could see the pink membranes of her
labia cling to his black shaft when her pussy pulled away, only to
disappear when she reversed course descending onto him again.

   "That's a good girl," Reggie encouraged as Christy mounted him for the
first time.

   The entire situation seemed unreal to Christy.  Three weeks ago she had
never even thought about being with another person besides Dave.  Now she
was fucking another man - an incredible black man.

   "Oh my God, ooooooooooh," Christy moaned as her eyes began to roll in
their sockets.  As her first wave of orgasms approached, the phone rang,
jerking Christy back to reality.  It must be Dave calling before work,
Christy thought.  She started to lift herself off Reggie; but, the black
stud placed his hands firmly around her hips and forced her back down on
his cock.

   "Don't yuze dare get off my cock or there will be trouble, girl.  Yuze
justs keeps on fuckin.  I's will gets the phone," Reggie said as he reached
over to the nightstand and answered, while Christy's pussy continued to
glide up and down his cock, but at a slower pace than before.

   Christy suddenly found herself hoping that it wasn't Dave calling.

   "Hi Dave, how are you?" Reggie said.

   Christy's heart sank in her chest as she heard Reggie mention Dave's
name.  Here she was with another man's cock in her pussy because of her
stupid husband.  Dave was so naïve, unknowingly chatting on the phone with
Reggie while Reggie fucked his helpless wife, Christy thought.  How could
things possibly get any worse for her?

   "Hey, Christy told me she's looking for work and I may be able to help
you guys out.  I happen to run a marketing research firm on the side and
she can work flexible hours from home making phone calls for me.  I'll pay
her $10 an hour cash under the table if she decides to help me out,"
Christy heard Reggie tell Dave.  "Yea, she's right here, hold on."

   Christy's face revealed her mortification.  While she fucked Reggie how
could he expect her to speak with her husband?

   She had no choice but to talk to Dave.

   "Hi Baby, how are you?" Christy asked.  "Oh I'm fine too," Christy
replied.  As the conversation with Dave continued, Christy had stopped
moving her hips.  But Reggie grabbed her firm ass with both hands and
forced her to resume riding his disco stick each time her motions ceased.

   "That offer to work for Reggie from home sounds like a great idea.  We
won't have to share the car and we can save money on transportation costs.
I can keep the car for work," Dave said.

   As Christy silently listened to Dave speak, Reggie parted her ass cheeks
and began to press his index finger into her anus.  She wanted to tell
Reggie to stop, but feared that Dave might hear her complain, so she
remained silent.  If Dave only knew the type of work Reggie already had his
wife doing, he might have felt differently about the situation.

   "Relax," Reggie whispered in Christy's free ear as he pushed his finger
deep inside her tight, pink, little asshole.

   "I'm glad Reggie's there to keep you company while I'm gone.  Leroy
wants me to stay an additional week and said the firm will pay me an extra
$200 bonus," Dave said.

   From Christy's part of the phone conversation with Dave, as well as the
look of bewilderment on her face, Reggie inferred that Dave once again
swallowed the bait.  Reggie almost burst out in laughter at that dumb-ass,
white boy's stupidity.  Dave had basically given away his model wife to be
spoiled by a Nigger.  Soon she would be cumming on Reggie's black cock
again while that dumb fuck Dave earned another $50.

   Reggie's managed to get his finger all the way up Christy's anus, with
the rest of his hand firmly grasping the crack between her two cheeks.  He
now had complete control of her pelvis and manipulated how she fucked him.
Defeated by the savage situation her husband unwittingly put her in, and
eager to get off the phone before losing control of her body again, Christy
quickly replied, "Okay, Honey.  I need to go now so Reggie can start
training me how to do the job.  I love you.  Come home when you can."

   Christy turned off the phone, dropped it on the floor next to the bed,
and then placed her cheek on Reggie's burly chest as her hands ran up his
body and around his neck.  Dave had allowed Reggie to gain complete and
uncontested control over his wife.  And Reggie was going to see to it that
this white girl learned to appreciate Nigger cock as he maneuvered her
thrusts with his finger in her ass.  Unlike her weak husband, Reggie proved
his superior masculinity by aggressively taking what he wanted, Christy
thought as she drifted away on tidal waves of pleasure.

   The next few weeks passed in pretty much the same fashion: frequent and
very long sex with Reggie in the mornings and evenings, with her afternoons
usually free to go shopping with the money Reggie paid her and to work out
and swim laps at the gym.  Christy had finally stopped resisting and
resigned herself to an affair with Reggie, which resulted in markedly
improved treatment by him.  She had free use of her car again and could
come and go as she pleased.  Reggie had agreed to disconnect the phones for
Christy before fucking her, so that Dave could not spoil their intimacy
again.  The numerous times Dave had attempted calling his wife, he mostly
encountered the voice mail.  Dave had gullibly assumed she busily tied up
the phone working for Reggie's research firm.  On the rare occasion when
Dave successfully reached Christy, her conversation seemed aloof and brief.
At least she had gotten over her separation anxiety, Dave foolishly
reasoned.

   When Dave returned home, something seemed different about Christy.  She
had become more independent and much friendlier with Reggie.  The two
frequently laughed and teased each other.  Dave also noticed how close his
wife sat near Reggie on the couch when watching television, and how
Reggie's hands would occasionally pat her ass without her protest. 
Christy's newly established "friendship" with Reggie made Dave
uncomfortable, but he feared confronting the gargantuan, black Reggie about
his inappropriate behavior with Christy.  Dave knew Christy would never
cheat on him and dismissed his observations as merely play between two
co-workers and friends.  After all, Christy did work for Reggie now and it
was good that the two enjoyed a descent working relationship.

   That evening, when Christy went to bed, Dave followed.  She didn't
display eagerness to make love to Dave like she previously had.  Dave put
on a condom and began fucking his wife in his usual fashion.  Christy
worried that Dave might notice a difference in her vagina since Reggie's
cock was so much larger than his.  But Dave did not perceive any change in
Christy's anatomy as she lay in the bed and pretended to enjoy the
intercourse.  Dave's small, condom covered penis now felt inadequate to
Christy and she found herself thinking about Reggie as Dave fucked her. 
Only Friday evening, Christy and Reggie would need to wait until Monday
morning before they could screw again unless they could figure something
out.

   The next morning Dave awoke as Christy finished taking a shower and
dressed.  She wore a sexy, pink silk thong with matching bra and put on a
pair of blue jeans and an olive colored t-shirt.  The gentle curves of her
magnificent, youthful body filled her clothes perfectly.

   "Honey, you seem to be awfully close and FRIENDLY with Reggie now.  I
don't like the way he patted you on your bottom yesterday evening," Dave
complained.

   Christy could not believe the wimp she chose for a husband.  Dave didn't
have enough balls to stand up to Reggie and fight for her, she thought. 
"Oh Dave, don't be silly.  We're just good friends, that's all.  Reggie and
his uncle have done a lot for us, remember?  You don't want to jeopardize
both our jobs, do you?"

   "No, I guess you're right, Christy.  I shouldn't be so insecure," Dave
replied.

   "Okay then," Christy said as she bent over and quickly pecked Dave on
the cheek as he sat up in the bed.  "I have to get going.  Reggie's taking
me to a marketing research seminar in Lundstown.  We probably won't be back
until late this evening.  There are some TV dinners in the freezer for you
to heat up," Christy said as she grabbed her purse and hurried out the
room. "Wait a minute," Dave complained.  "You didn't say anything about
leaving with Reggie on a business trip before."

   "Didn't I?" Christy replied.  "I'm sorry, Honey.  I thought I told you
about it when you were in Amarillo.  Don't you remember?"

   Dave wasn't sure if Christy had mentioned the trip or not.  He had been
so exhausted working in that hell hole of a warehouse for three weeks, she
may have told him and he simply forgot, he thought.

   Reggie and Christy drove to a nice hotel across town.  Christy held
Reggie's hand as they walked to their room, where the two would remain
joined together, only briefly interrupted by room service delivering their
meals.  Dave had waited for Christy and Reggie's return.  However the day
passed without word from either.  As the evening approached, Christy
finally called and explained how there was another important class early
Sunday morning, so she needed to spend the night and would return in the
afternoon.  "I know we haven't been able to spend much time together, but
Reggie is paying me a $200 bonus plus putting me in a nice hotel room for
attending this," Christy said.

   Christy and Reggie returned late Sunday afternoon.  While Dave didn't
like how much time Christy spent with Reggie, he knew she would never
consider being with another man - especially a black man, so he decided not
to mention his unease with their professional relationship again.  In the
evening, the three watched television in the living room.  Dave sat on a
recliner and Christy sat beside Reggie on the sofa.

   Dave must have dozed off for a while.  The dim glow from the television
provided the only light in the room.  He looked over at Christy; she had
fallen asleep as well.  Her head rested on Reggie's shoulder.  Dave noticed
Reggie's hand slowly rubbing Christy's inner thigh.  Afraid to challenge
Reggie, Dave pretended to remain asleep as he watched Reggie's hand
stealthily move to Christy's crotch.  Reggie then proceeded to unbutton her
pants.  Dave silently observed Reggie's hand slide inside his sleeping
wife's panties.

   "Ooooh, no, ooooh, stooooooop," he heard Christy quietly murmur in her
sleep while Reggie masturbated her.  Dave didn't know what to do.  If he
tried to stop Reggie, the black giant might get violent and could easily
hurt him.  They could not afford to lose their jobs either.  Dave felt his
own cock grow hard from watching Reggie arouse his wife as she slept.  Dave
saw Christy's eyes open as she realized what Reggie was doing.  She grabbed
Reggie's wrist in an attempt to pull his hand out of her panties.

   Although Reggie had infected Christy with lust for his huge, black cock
during the weeks when her husband had carelessly left her alone with him to
suffer his repeated molestations and rapes, Christy didn't want to ruin her
marriage.  She had anticipated an eventual end to her affair with Reggie,
and ultimately the establishment of a family with Dave once the economy
improved and they could escape from their financial dependence on Reggie.
But Reggie's present actions threatened to destroy her plans.  If Dave
woke, surely he would defend her honor by trying to stop Reggie from
defiling her.  They would fight and Reggie would hurt Dave badly, she
feared, perhaps even killing him and leaving her a widow.

   No, Reggie.  Stop.  Dave will wake up," Dave heard Christy whisper as
Reggie pulled her onto his lap.  Dave watched Reggie's fingers move faster
inside Christy's shorts and watched Christy's face contort as Reggie forced
her to orgasm.  "Nooooo, pleeeeeeeeeeeaaaase stop," Christy quietly mewled
when Reggie pulled down her shorts and panties.  Dave heard the wet sounds
from Christy's pussy as Reggie continued fondling her against her protests.
Reggie had her legs spread over his own and Dave could see the pink insides
of his wife's pussy glistening with moisture as Reggie gingerly separated
her labia with his big black fingers.  Christy twisted with discomfort as
Reggie's free arm wrapped around her thin waist holding her in his lap. 
When her next series of orgasms arrived and her fidgeting subsided, Reggie
removed Christy's shirt and bra and his hand slid to her cute breasts and
tweaked her perfectly pink little nipples as his other hand continued its
assault on her quivering pussy.  It appeared to Dave like Christy quietly
struggled to stop Reggie, but believing Dave was still asleep, didn't want
to wake him.  Dave knew he should do something before it became too late.
But he did nothing to prevent Reggie from going further.

   Reggie pulled down his gym shorts, revealing the biggest cock Dave had
ever seen.  Reggie slowly slid the enormous, black organ inside Christy's
tight, pink cunt.  Dave watched his small wife writhe on the gargantuan,
black pole as Reggie's fingers continued to message her clit, which had
engorged from all the stimulation.  Watching the black rod travelling in
and out of her pink folds, Dave couldn't believe Reggie's cock fit inside
his wife's small pussy.

   Dave sat like a schmuck with his hard on, pretending to be asleep and
watched his gorgeous wife, who was model perfect, get fucked by a black
stud.  Had he at least attempted to rescue her from Reggie's sexual
assault, perhaps things may have ended differently.  But the window of
opportunity slowly closed and Dave chose inaction.  He watched Christy
helplessly forced to experience multiple orgasms that grew stronger with
the passage of time.  The combination of fear and ecstasy Reggie forced on
Christy went on throughout the evening as the poor wife squirmed on
Reggie's lap struggling to remain silent, stop her orgasms, and get away
from Reggie's affections before Dave awoke.  But Dave continued to slumber
as his wife's assault dragged on.  He must have been exhausted from working
in Armorillo for three weeks, Christy thought, because he never slept this
long in the chair before that she could remember.  Eventually, Christy
could no longer control her autonomous reactions and her own pelvis began
to respond to Reggie's cock with similar movements.  Finally, Reggie came
in Christy's pussy.  The gooey, white cum from Reggie's cock filled poor
Christy, and having no place else to go, flowed down Reggie's shaft.  Dave
didn't think guys were capable of ejaculating so much.

   Reggie's cock became flaccid and eventually slipped from Christy's cunt.
Christy returned to her senses and spotted Dave glancing at her and Reggie
before pretending to sleep again.  The small bulge in Dave's pants along
with a wet spot revealed to Christy that the sick bastard enjoyed watching
her rape.  The son-of-a-bitch coward saw the entire ordeal and allowed
Reggie to take her.

   "I want you to sleep with me in my bed tonight, Reggie," Christy said so
Dave could hear her.  Reggie gladly obliged and the two went to bed,
leaving Dave alone in the living room pretending to be asleep.

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