Defiled Young Social Worker By: The Cryptkeeper WARNING: Please do not read this work if subjects containing rape and violence offend you. The September sun beat down on Lisa through the open sunroof of her blue Acura as she pulled up to her last case of the day in the middle of the projects. The young, 21 year old had recently graduated from the University of South Florida with a degree in social work. Lisa had accepted this job with the Department of Children and Families (DCF) three months ago. She had just started to get the swing of things and looked forward to successfully finishing her probationary period in nine months. Lisa worried about her safety and the security of her new car in this terrible neighborhood. Black faces everywhere seemed to be staring at her. This was a new family assigned to Lisa's supervision due to child neglect - a 25 year old single mother of three children. It had been a long day and Lisa looked forward to returning home and briefly meeting her husband, Doug, before his night shift at the hospital started. He worked at Mercy General as a trauma nurse. Lisa stood about 5' 7" inches tall, weighed 120 pounds, and displayed a perfect 34" 24" 34" figure sporting firm C-cup breasts. Her long, soft, brunette hair reached slightly past her shoulders and her big, blue eyes lit up her face. She regularly swam laps and took care of her figure. Lisa wore an attractive, black pantsuit with grey pinstripes. Her high heeled shoes loudly clicked as she travelled the walkway to the apartment. Lisa knocked on the door and was greeted by a black female who looked about 25 years old. "Hi, my name is Lisa Codell with the Department of Children and Families. I'm here for Shaquanda Green," Lisa said confidently with a bright smile revealing her perfect, white teeth. Lisa grew up in a white, middle class neighborhood with almost no exposure to blacks. They made her feel uncomfortable, especially large, Negro men. Lisa viewed African Americans with pity. They displayed inferior cognitive ability and seemed to only be good at reproducing prolifically, as every black female she contacted since working with the DCF had many kids from several different black fathers. Lisa found it difficult to understand the moral compass of these people and how they made children so irresponsibly. "I is Shaquanda," the black woman said. The young, black woman looked fairly attractive for a drug addicted prostitute in the ghetto. "Hi Shaquanda, I need to come into your apartment and check the kids and their home environment out," Lisa replied. "Yuze can't come in now. I's got company," Shaquanda answered impatiently. Lisa thought she knew how to handle these difficult cases. "Ma'am, if you don't let me in the DCF will take your children into protective custody," Lisa said. "What you threatening me, white bitch?" Shaquanda yelled with her neck swerving side to side. "Yuz best come back later, if you know what's good for you!" "In that case, I am calling DCF right now," Lisa threatened as she fished her cell phone from her purse and began pushing numbers. If they took her kids, the welfare checks would stop coming. "No, don't takes my babies. Yuze can come in," Shaquanda said in surrender. Lisa entered the dingy, rundown apartment. "It says here you have one girl and two boys, ages eight, nine, and 10. Where are they?" Lisa inquired looking down at the form on her clipboard. "They's with my sister," Shaquanda irately answered. "Does anyone else live here with you besides the children?" Lisa asked. "Jus Reggie. He's in da room down da hall. Yuz wants to meet him?" "Yes, I need to interview everyone living in the household, including your children," Lisa stated. "Reggie, yuz has a vistor!" Shaquanda yelled. Reggie, a 25 year old drug dealer used Shaquanda's apartment as his headquarters. No romance existed between Reggie and Shaquanda, as Reggie preferred white women. His relationship with Shaquanda was purely financial; he paid Shaquanda for the use of her apartment. A huge, 6' 4" black man approximately 225 pounds of solid muscle came out from the bedroom with an angry scowl on his face. Reggie needed to finish preparing a potent heroin and cocaine mixture for his drug lieutenants to sell. "What you want, Shaquanda?" Reggie asked annoyed. "This here white bitch be threatening to take my young ones away," Shaquanda said. Reggie saw the beautiful social worker and his cock immediately twitched in his pants. He had a preference for young white pussy just like this. He observed the wedding band on Lisa's finger and knew her type - an uppity white bitch that thought she was too good for black men. This was the kind of girl he liked taking most, especially if they were not on birth control and helplessly cried that they might get pregnant. The act of sexually subduing vulnerable white females against their pleas and protests, and ruining their precious little pussies for their white men excited Reggie greatly. Once their pussies grew accustomed to his giant phallus, a puny white penis could no longer satisfy them. Usually, entrapping such a gorgeous white girl required extensive planning and great effort. But this proved one of those rare occasions when the butterfly entered Reggie's parlor and flew right into his web. Lisa felt uneasy as Reggie approached, his dark eyes penetrating her clothing and taking in her petite and vulnerable form. "I just need to ask the two of you a couple of quick questions and I'll be on my way," Lisa nervously said as Reggie's towering body stood inches away occupying her personal space and almost making physical contact with her. She hated the way some black men attempted to intimidate her. "Suppose we doesn't feel like answering no questions?" Reggie said as he pulled Lisa's clipboard from her hands and threw it across the room. "Who the fuck you think you is coming in here and threatening to take Shaquanda's babies?" Lisa realized her danger and began backing away from the giant, angry, black figure. "Get da door, Shaquanda. I think we needs to teach this white bitch a lesson," Reggie barked. Shaquanda raced to the front door to prevent Lisa's possible escape. Lisa found herself against the wall unable to retreat further as Reggie grabbed hold of her arms. "Get your filthy hands off of me! I'm going to have you arrested for assault," Lisa threatened as she unsuccessfully attempted jerking her arms away from Reggie's firm grasp. Reggie slapped Lisa hard across the face, leaving a red mark on her left cheek and causing her to see stars. "You threatening me now, bitch?" Reggie asked as he tore Lisa's purse from her shoulder and tossed it over to Shaquanda. "Take her cell phone. This bitch ain't calling nobody," Reggie yelled. Lisa realized the jeopardy she was in and screamed, "Heeeeeeeeeelp!" Reggie muffled Lisa's screech with his meaty hand while dragging her into his bedroom. "Get her clothes off whiles I hold her," Reggie told Shaquanda as he wrestled Lisa into the bed. "I's goin to teach her to respect the black man." Shaquanda smiled into Lisa's terrified eyes as she began unbuttoning Lisa's blouse. "I's bet you never had a big, black cock before," Shaquanda taunted as she worked her way down the buttons on Lisa's shirt. Lisa's big, blue eyes grew large with fear. She had only been with one man her entire life, her husband, Doug. She remained true to Doug as a good Christian wife should. Now these two subhuman Negroes threatened to destroy that special exclusivity she had maintained with her husband. Lisa resisted with all her strength to prevent her clothes from being removed by Shaquanda . "MMMPPPHHH!" Lisa tried to scream. "Yuz a lucky white girl. Once Reggie here spoils you with his huge cock, you ain't never goin to be satisfied with no small white prick," Shaquanda teased. Lisa violently flailed in Reggie's embrace as Shaquanda's hands unfastened her pants. "Ooooh, look what we's has here," Shaquanda said as she revealed Lisa's pink, silk, bikini briefs that matched her racy pink bra. Lisa lay scantily clad in her silk undergarments struggling with Reggie in bed. Shaquanda removed Lisa's bra unveiling her perky young tits. She had light pink nipples with quarter sized areolas. "And now let's see what this white bitch has waiting down here for us," Shaquanda said as she pulled off Lisa's panties, the last vestige of her privacy, revealing her neatly groomed pubic area. Laser treatments left her genitals smooth and completely hairless, save for a very small patch of brown, neatly trimmed pubic hair just above her vagina. Lisa aggressively kicked and squirmed as Shaquanda tried to access her vagina. "No use struggling, bitch. I's just tryin to gets yuz ready for Reggie's big cock," Shaquanda said. There was no way Lisa was going to allow these two horrible people to molest her. She continued thrashing. Reggie grew impatient with Lisa's struggles. "Go's in my room and gets the works for her," Reggie said to Shaquanda. "Yuz gonna calm down nicely. Yuz might even enjoys this some," Reggie whispered in Lisa's ear. Lisa didn't understand what Reggie had meant by "the works". All she knew was that there was no way she would settle down and enjoy anything these two disgusting, black pigs might do to her. She had to get away before it was too late. Shaquanda returned with a rubber tourniquet and syringe containing an exotic mixture of cocaine and heroin. Lisa suddenly understood what Reggie meant by "the works" and tried with all her strength to free herself from Reggie's firm hold as Shaquanda tightened the tourniquet around her small arm. "MMMPPHHH!!" Lisa tried to scream. If only Reggie would take his hand off her mouth she would tell them both she was sorry and would not bother them again. "I knows yuz think yuz don't want this, but yuz will feel different once you try it," Shaquanda reassuringly said as she tried to hold Lisa's struggling arm out straight. Lisa's exertions to free her arm from Shaquanda's grasp caused the veins in it to distend, making them easier targets. "That's it girl, keeps fightin," Shaquanda encouraged. Shaquanda knew eventually Lisa's muscles would tire from the exertion. Lisa began feeling fatigued from the extended fight and stopped moving her arm long enough for Shaquanda to stick a distended vein. Once the needle was in the vessel, Lisa ceased moving her arm, anticipating the pain the needle might cause "There we's go girl," Shaquanda said as she pushed the strong dosage of drugs into Lisa's virgin circulatory system. "Doesn't that feel better now?" Shaquanda soothingly asked as she removed the tourniquet from Lisa's arm and allowed the potent drugs to take effect. Lisa's struggles diminished considerably as euphoria diminished her fear. She felt very heavy and just wanted to rest with her peaceful feeling. "Whaaaaat diiiiiiid youuuuuu giiiiiiive meeeeee?" Lisa dreamily asked as Reggie released his hold and allowed the young social worker to enjoy her first high while he undressed. Shaquanda saw her opportunity and pushed Lisa's legs apart providing access to her private area. "Aren't you a pretty thing," Shaquanda said as she stretched Lisa's tender labia open to reveal the light pink flesh inside. "Whaaaaaat are you dooooooing tooooooo meeeeeeee?" Lisa asked. Shaquanda licked her fingers and softly stroked Lisa's sensitive hood as she dipped her tongue into her wet hole and lapped up the sweet fluids Lisa's innocent pussy produced in preparation for its assault. "Nooooooooooh, stoooooooop," Lisa cried as she feebly tried to push Shaquanda's head away from her vagina. Shaquanda had been a prostitute for many years and knew how to expertly please men, as well as women - even a young girl like this that wasn't a lesbian succumbed to her talent. Brief realizations that this was a disgusting and immoral act kept surfacing in Lisa's mind, but the drugs managed to keep Lisa's rational thoughts scattered for the most part. As Lisa lay in her drug induced state with her eyes closed, the attention to her pussy briefly stopped. When it resumed, it felt differently. She looked down and saw Reggie positioning his charcoal penis at her entrance. The thing was huge, with numerous veins bulging along its shaft. Doug's penis was only five inches long - small in comparison and nowhere near the diameter of Reggie's grotesque organ. Lisa didn't use birth control pills because they gave her severe headaches. Doug had always used condoms to prevent Lisa from getting pregnant, as the two were not quite ready, financially, to start a family yet. "NOO! Lisa whined as her labia tightly stretched around the first penis besides her husband's that sought entry into her vulnerable pussy. This was also the first time ever that a cock had entered her without the protective barrier of a condom. Reggie gradually worked his huge cock further inside Lisa, giving her small pussy time to adjust to his large size. With each thrust, her tight cunt stretched a little further to accommodate its new mate. "Please don't do this to me," Lisa cried as her pussy accepted more and more of the strange, new cock inside it. "I'm married. Please stop," she continued as she weakly tried to push Reggie off of her. Shaquanda laughed at Lisa's pleas as Reggie continued drilling deeper into the dumb, white girl's unchartered territory. "When Reggie finishes with yuz, your's husband's small prick won't satisfy yuz no more," she taunted. "Your pussy is getting all stretched out right now by Reggie's big black cock," Shaquanda gleefully said. Lisa felt Reggie's big, black balls slapping against her ass as he drove into her, but didn't realize that this meant her anatomy had already adapted to this much larger sized organ. The pressure and discomfort subsided as her body grew more comfortable with Reggie's greater presence inside it. Reggie felt the muscles in Lisa's young, pink pussy contract around his rod a couple of times as she grew more responsive. It was time to change positions to further conquer any resistance remaining in the young, white girl. Reggie withdrew his long, slick cock from Lisa's wet cunt. Lisa looked down and noticed the large, shiny, black pole twitch as it hung away from Reggie's body. "Help get hers on top of me, Shaquanda," Reggie said as he lay on his back. Shaquanda took a moment to lick Lisa's juices from Reggie's shaft and then positioned Lisa above Reggie, aiming his cock toward Lisa's entrance. Reggie placed his hands on Lisa's hips and pushed her down. "That's it, girl," Shaquanda gently encouraged as Lisa's slid lower on the large, black organ. "Oh!" Lisa said as she impaled herself on Reggie. Reggie began working his pelvis as Shaquanda accessed Lisa's clitoris and gently started rubbing its hood. "Nooooooooh!" Lisa cried as Reggie felt Lisa's pussy contractions become stronger and more frequent. Lisa unconsciously started moving her hips. "That's it girl, fuck that big, black cock," Shaquanda encouraged as Lisa experienced multiple orgasms. Reggie's cock continued sawing in and out of her from behind as Shaqaunda went down on Lisa and began gently sucking her clit. Reggie held Lisa's back tightly against his chest with one hand on her flat tummy while the other one took turns gently rolling each of her pink nipples between his fingers causing them to remain hard. Lisa noticed the cadence of Reggie's thrusts had increased and sensed he was about to cum. "Please don't cum inside me. I don't want to get pregnant," Lisa implored. Reggie delighted in the young, white, married woman's appeals and filled her tight, susceptible cunt with his potent seed. "Oh, no," Lisa cried as her cunt received seamen for the first time, not from her husband, but from a disgusting black man. Lisa's pussy acted traitorously, as it contracted in spasms around the large black cock, seeming to encourage it to impregnate her. Reggie produced copious amounts of the rich fluid that filled Lisa up. Shaquanda pulled Reggie's deflating cock from Lisa's pussy and sucked it clean in her mouth as the surplus cream oozed from Lisa's cunt. Reggie rolled Lisa off of him, allowing her to peacefully rest in the bed and enjoy the rest of her high as his vigorous sperm searched for an available egg to fertilize inside her. Several hours later, Lisa woke up naked in a strange bed as the affects of the drugs wore off. She only remembered bits and pieces of what happened to her. The small patch of pubic hair above her pussy felt crusty, like dried hair gel. She searched the bed and room for her clothes and dressed. Shaquanda noticed Lisa coming from Reggie's room. "Yuz sho had a good time with Reggie. Was that yuz first time with a black man, baby?" Shaquanda asked. Too disgusted to answer Shaquanda's question, Lisa picked up her clipboard and purse and quickly left the apartment. Lisa decided not to tell anyone about her rape. She didn't want to share the horrible details of what those two disgusting animals did to her with the rest of the world. How could her husband accept her or make love to her again after learning that a filthy, black cock had been in her vagina? She kept the dark secret to herself and attempted to get on with her life. Several days had passed when Lisa and Doug made love. Doug returned home in the morning from his evening shift at work and viewed the firm, petite figure of his wife peacefully sleeping in her yellow, silk undergarments - a sexy bra and thong. Doug's 22 year old cock grew hard in anticipation of enjoying his wife. He removed his clothes and slid in bed next to her. Lisa woke up as Doug removed her bra and pulled down her panties. After a couple of minutes of foreplay where the two kissed, Lisa watched Doug place a condom on his small, five inch penis. She looked down and observed her pussy easily swallow the little organ. "Oh, honey, you feel so good in me," Lisa said as she raised her pelvis in a futile attempt to get more of Doug's cock that didn't exist. He felt like a loose fit inside her now. Doug's penis adequately filled Lisa before. But Reggie's larger size had stretched out her small vagina, and Doug's member just would not reach the areas that Reggie awakened - areas that now craved contact with a phallus. Lisa, however, refused to acknowledge to herself that the penis of the man she loved no longer satisfied her as she tightly wrapped her legs around Doug. After only five minutes, Doug's pace increased. "Oh, I'm cumming," Doug said as he tensed up and ejaculated a small amount of seamen into the rubber, ignorant that Lisa's once exclusive pussy had been nailed by a black man and forced to experience greater intimacy with an unsheathed cock much larger than his own. Indeed her previously unsoiled vagina had already accepted large quantities of potent seamen from this other penis, while Doug had yet to enter her without a protective condom. Doug withdrew leaving Lisa very unsatisfied. Lisa noticed the small amount of fluid in the tip of his condom, as he removed the contraceptive and discarded it in the trash. "That really felt good," Lisa lied to Doug. "Yeah, I have to get some sleep. I had a busy night at work and it looks light tonight will be just as chaotic," Doug replied as he rolled away from Lisa and closed his eyes, completely oblivious to his young, wife's needs. Lisa quietly got out of bed and prepared for work. Lisa's daily schedule consisted of swimming laps early each morning at the public pool to maintain her health and lovely figure, followed by work at the Department of Children and Families. Despite her traumatic rape, Lisa managed to continue her disciplined schedule and began putting the entire ordeal behind her. After her morning swim, Lisa arrived at work and thumbed through her scheduled visits for the day - a relatively light load it appeared. But her heart sank when Shaquanda Green's name appeared on the roster. Shaquanda had requested an appointment with her. Lisa immediately went to her supervisor, Tashara Williams, a fat, black female who collected a government check by doing as little work as possible. Lisa didn't realize that Tashara was Reggie's half sister. Tashara knew what had transpired between Lisa and her brother and wanted to ensure her brother additional opportunities to bring down and impregnate this snotty, little, white bitch. Like Reggie, Tashara secretly harbored a deep hatred and distrust of whites. The fat, black woman sat at her desk staring at the comics while munching potato chips with a Coke close at hand on her desk. Lisa politely knocked on the open door to Tashara's office. "Yes, what you want?" Tashara asked, slightly annoyed that Lisa had interrupted her reading. "Ms. Williams, is there any way someone else can take the Green case for me?" Tashara knew what the problem was and relished the idea of Reggie turning this up and coming young white girl into one of his whores. "Why what seems to be the problem, girl?" Tashara coyly asked. Lisa felt too ashamed to tell her supervisor that she had been drugged and raped by Shaquanda and Reggie. "I just don't feel comfortable with this family, Ms. Williams. I felt very intimidated by Shaquanda Green's boyfriend last time I visited," Lisa said. "You didn't indicate anything out of the ordinary in your paperwork - which was also incomplete, I might add - last time you visited. Where is your follow up on the children? You still need to interview them. Need I remind you that you're on probation? Social work isn't for everyone. Perhaps you're not quite suited for this," Tashara said. Lisa feared losing the position she had spent four years in college preparing for. With the economy in shambles, she would have difficulty finding a different job, let alone one in social work. "No, no, Ms. Williams. I can do this, really. I just would feel more comfortable working on a different case. But if that's not possible, maybe Keith Smith can accompany me on the visit?" Lisa asked. "Keith Smith has a heavy workload of his own. I've seen this happen before," Tashara answered. "Girls like you refuse to do anything once their probation is up." "That's not true. I will work hard," Lisa said. "Then you better toughen up and pull your own load around here. I'll be checking with Shaquanda Green to make sure you're treating her family appropriately. Now get to work," Tashara barked. Lisa left Tashara's office disheartened. As she walked down the hall she noticed Keith Smith, an old, lanky African American, playing solitaire on his computer. The entire day Lisa noticed Tashara following her and watching from her car, ensuring Lisa properly visited each of her appointments. Lisa had difficulty focusing on her cases as she feared her final stop in the afternoon with Shaquanda. Eventually, the time came. She had no choice. She had put it off as long as possible and now needed to finally pay Shaquanda the visit. Lisa knocked on the apartment door and waited in a warm afternoon breeze. After a few moments, the door opened and Shaquanda's familiar face appeared. "I see yuz come back," Shaquanda said. "You requested a visit. Now what seems t be the problem?" Lisa coldly asked. "Come on in, I thinks there's somethin up with my young one," Shaquanda said as she opened the door and stood aside for Lisa to enter. Lisa didn't want to go inside Shaquanda's apartment again and hesitated until Tashara's car pulled up. Tashara watched to make sure Lisa conducted the interview appropriately, which required inspecting the home environment each visit. She now had to go inside Shaquanda's residence or face dismissal for dereliction of duty. Lisa took a foolish chance and entered Shaquanda's apartment for a second time after explaining, "That's my supervisor watching over there, if I don't come out in 10 minutes, or if anything inappropriate occurs, she's calling the police. Now, what's wrong with your child?" Lisa asked with concern as she nervously proceeded into Shaquanda's abode. Tashara gave Shaquanda a knowing look from her car as Shaquanda closed the door behind Lisa. "I's don't know. That's whys I called for you," Shaquanda answered. "Is Reggie here now?" Lisa cautiously asked. "No, but I's think he may have done somethin to my baby girl. She back here," Shaquanda said as she led Lisa to the familiar room where Reggie had raped her before. As they entered the room, there appeared to be a figure under the sheets. Lisa pulled the covers back to discover she had been deceived by a series of pillows. She immediately realized the trap. By the time Lisa withdrew a can of pepper spray in her purse, Reggie was prying it from her hands. "No, leave me alone. You won't do this to me again!" Lisa winced as Reggie twisted her hand. The can landed with a loud thud on the floor. "You tryin to spray me with that shit, bitch?" Reggie yelled as he shoved Lisa backwards into the bed and landed on top of her. His heavy weight temporarily knocked the wind out of Lisa. Reggie pinned Lisa down and pulled her arm out for Shaquanda to access. "Oh, God, not again! Please don't put any more of that junk into me," Lisa pleaded as Shaquanda tightly fastened a tourniquet around Lisa's arm. Surely, Tashara would soon notice her delay and come to her rescue, Lisa hoped. "Shut up, bitch. Yuz gonna learn to love this," Reggie said as Shaquanda coaxed Lisa's vein to present itself for a dosage of some killer shit. "You fightin now, but soon you be beggin for moe of this. It'll help yuz cum more on Reggie's big, black cock," Shaquanda taunted as she brought the needle to Lisa's vein and injected more of the extremely addictive drugs into her vascular system. Lisa struggled like a wild animal to escape from underneath Reggie, kicking and clawing with her free hand until Shaquanda released the tourniquet. "Oooooh," Lisa said as the potent drugs reached her nervous system and she reluctantly entered euphoria. "See, nows don't yuz feel better?" Shaquanda asked. Reggie began unfastening Lisa's black slacks. "Yuz a lucky girl. Reggie here's taken a likin to yuz. He's gonna make you his white bitch," Shaquanda added. "Nooooooooooooh," Lisa feebly replied from her dream like state. Reggie removed Lisa's clothing, leaving the once faithful wife in a pair of white, silk panties and bra. She had a well toned abdomen from her frequent workouts, with a beautiful belly button that gently rose and fell with her heavy breathing. Who did this white bitch think she was inspecting Shaquanda's home like she was better than black folks? Soon Reggie would make sure she learned her place as an object to please black men. Reggie grabbed the waistband of Lisa's panties just above her mons pubis and yanked the delicate garment down her legs. Reggie then turned Lisa on her side to unclasp her sexy bra. "Stoooooooop," Lisa groggily said as Reggie removed the last piece of fabric covering her beautiful, white body. Her light pink nipples needed a black baby to suck on them, Reggie thought. Reggie's black snack grew long and hard in his pants and ached to spit more of its fertile venom inside Lisa's pink, vulnerable cunt, hopefully, finding an available egg this time and producing a black infant inside her. Reggie swiftly removed his clothes. Shaquanda gazed at Reggie's enormous cock and envied Lisa. The dumb white bitch didn't know she would soon need Reggie's drugs and crave his big, black dick, just like all the other white bimbos Reggie drugged and raped. Reggie took hold of Lisa's knees, and spread her smooth, long legs wide apart. "Noooooooh, pleaaaaaaaaaaaase stop," Lisa softly wept, her own voice sounding distant to her. Reggie's black fingers gently pulled Lisa's tender labia apart revealing the luscious pink flesh inside; he once again took possession of her most secret and intimate area - a place that supposedly belonged exclusively to Doug, but which grew more accustomed to Reggie's trespassing. Reggie licked his finger and softly rubbed Lisa's sensitive hood, encouraging her shy glans to appear from its hiding place. "Oh, oh, oh," Lisa repeated as her pussy began to gently rock in rhythm to Reggie's manipulation of her clitoris. She was like a musical instrument he learned how to play. Lisa's drug induced delirium acted like a truth serum, allowing her body to unconsciously respond to Reggie's expert fillips. Reggie carefully studied her pussy's movement in reaction to his different strokes. Lisa's vagina did not lie. He did not need to listen to the deceitful denials emanating from her mouth - an effort to maintain her morality - when her cunt honestly answered his touch. Lisa lay on her back staring at the ceiling while completely open and exposed to Reggie. The sensual beauty of young, white girls proved to be the Achilles' heel of their emotions. Forcing them to orgasm enough times, combined with the disorienting and addictive effects of potent narcotics, successfully confused his young, white, female prey psychologically. Soon Lisa's affections would turn from her punk ass husband to this strong, black man who could satisfy her sexually as well as provide the drugs she would crave. Lisa's pink mucous membranes glittered with moisture from Reggie's manipulations. Reggie recalled how sweet she tasted and craved more of her juices. He put his mouth on her sex and his long tongue repeated its travels inside her silky slit and then along her clit, causing her to secrete even more succulence for him to drink. The chemicals in Lisa's bloodstream discombobulated her thoughts. Uneasiness lurked deep beneath her euphoria. A cycle of momentarily grasping her dire situation and almost as instantly forgetting about it replayed over and over again in her mind. Lisa found it impossible to think clearly about anything except her pussy. She had previously never concentrated so fully on a physical sensation. Reggie never tired from the taste of young, white females. Each cunt he had sampled had its own unique flavor, and Lisa's was extraordinarily delectable. He swallowed her syrupy fluid for well past an hour until his hard cock screamed to dominate her pussy. Lisa looked down her flat tummy to watch Reggie hold her labia apart with his left hand while placing his long, thick penis at her entrance. Her high began subsiding a little. "Noooooooh, use a condom," Lisa managed to say in her intoxicated state. Shaquanda and Reggie both laughed. "They doesn't make rubbers big enough to hold that much dark meat," Shaquanda joked. Lisa's labia strained around Reggie's colossal manhood as it sought admittance inside her. As he eased his unsheathed cock half way into her, she felt tight again and Reggie could tell her vagina had partially returned to its previously smaller size during the interval since their last intercourse. He slowly advanced his prick further with each thrust, permitting her pussy to gradually re-adapt to his large bulk. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, please, noooo," Lisa said as her tight pussy steadily accepted more of Reggie's big, black intruder, again without the benefit of any barrier for protection. The creaks from the bed grew louder as Lisa's pussy finally fit Reggie's entire cock within it, allowing him to abandon his restraint. "Oh, Reggie, please don't cum in me again. I might get pregnant," Lisa pleaded as the effect of the drugs continued to diminish and her coherent thoughts returned. Shaquanda had masturbated while intently watching the two interracial lovers and noticed a decrease in Lisa's lovemaking enthusiasm. This simply wouldn't do. This arrogant, white bitch needed another injection to improve her attitude. "Hold her down, Reggie. I think your little, white girlfriend can use a little spicing up," Shaquanda said as she approached with the hypodermic needle and tourniquet in hand. Reggie shoved his cock deep inside Lisa while pressing all his weight against her and grasping her left arm tightly. "No! You're going to kill me with that shit," Lisa yelled as she squirmed beneath Reggie unsuccessfully and pounded on his back with her right fist. She tried kicking Reggie with her legs, but he was already strategically positioned between them and the more she thrashed, the deeper his cock seemed to penetrate. Shaquanda fastened the tourniquet tightly around Lisa's bicep causing numerous veins to surface on her lean arm. "You're sick freaks. Why are you doing this to me?" Lisa cried as Shaquanda selected a nicely sized vessel to use. "Pleaaaase, I'll cooperate with you. I'll do anything! No more drugs," Lisa desparately implored as Shaquanda inserted the needle into the awaiting vein. Shaquanda had prepared a much stronger dosage with a greater concentration of cocaine than what Reggie had administered, to help Lisa loose her inhibitions and concentrate more on her cunt. Lisa noticed that the syringe contained significantly more. "Oh, God, help me. You're hurting me!" Lisa wept as Shaquanda slowly introduced the powerful drugs into her system. "We is not hurting you; we is loving you," Reggie replied as Shaquanda pulled the emptied needle from Lisa's arm and watched a small drop of blood ooze from the injection site. "That wasn't so bad, now was it?" Shaquanda compassionately asked. "Yes, you know it's bad and you keep giving me more," Lisa replied in defeat. "I think yuz will grow to love both Reggie and this stuff, real soon," Shaquanda said as she removed the tourniquet and watched Lisa surrender to the high. Lisa's eyes quickly appeared vacant as her lucidness vanished. Reggie resumed his coital motions as Lisa stared blankly into his eyes and drifted reluctantly back into a sexual bliss. Reggie felt her pink nipples grow hard and poke into his chest as the narcotics took hold. "Oh, oh, oh," Lisa grunted as her unprotected pussy submitted to a much bigger and stronger cock than her husband's and started aggressively contracting around it, encouraging the uncovered penis to share its African-American DNA with it. Reggie placed his lips over Lisa's mouth; she granted his long tongue access and it explored her oral cavity while his gigantic cock continued to subjugate her vagina. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," Lisa gently exclaimed from beneath Reggie's unbroken kiss. Her pelvis eagerly met his thrusts in an effort to maximize his presence inside her. Shaquanda proudly listened to the erotic music Reggie and Lisa made together as Reggie's supersized cock sloshed inside Lisa's wet pussy, the two grunted and moaned in ecstasy, and the bed loudly squeaked and thumped against the wall. Shaquanda had prepared a good batch of shit for Lisa. Reggie broke their kiss and warned Lisa, "I's goin to cum soon. Do yuz want me to take out my cock?" He correctly figured Lisa would be unable to comprehend his warning in her drugged out state. Lisa's entire universe now centered on her pussy and the intense and continuous orgasms it experienced yielding to a much greater masculinity than it had previously encountered. The narcotics still prevalent in her system confused comprehension and thought. "Nooooooooooooh," Lisa said from a distant place. "Yuz wants me to cum in you again?" Reggie asked. "Ooooooooh, ooooooooh, Reggie, I'm cuuuuuuuummming, I'm cuuuuuuuummming, oh, oh, oh," Lisa responded as she tightly wrapped her legs around Reggie while her arms reached around his dark, muscular back. Reggie picked up his tempo unleashing a torrent of extremely potent jism deep inside Lisa's unguarded, yet receptive, pussy, filling her with his rich, creamy, genetic material. Her vaginal spasms milked every last drop of Reggie's baby-making cum from his large, black hose. The cocaine wore off, but the longer lasting effects of the heroin caused Lisa to sleep peacefully beneath Reggie's muscular frame as his satisfied penis lost it firmness and slowly retreated from inside her. Lisa awoke in a daze at first, nude and uncertain of the time or her location. She sat up in the bed, and to her chagrin found a large volume of white, gooey liquid leaking from her vagina that formed a big, slimy spot on the sheet beneath her. A huge, muscular black man slept beside her. A clock on the nightstand read 3:45am. She had to find her clothes, dress, and return home before her husband, Doug, finished his shift at work in an hour. How would she explain not calling Doug to tell him she was delayed yesterday? Lisa's movements woke Reggie as she frantically searched for her undergarments in the sheets. Reggie turned toward Lisa, and upon seeing his face, she remembered bits and pieces of what had occurred the previous evening. She was a happily married woman and disliked black men. How could she be so stupid as to let something like this happen to her twice? Why didn't Tashara notice her delay yesterday? Tashara must have left, unfortunately, shortly after she entered the apartment, Lisa thought. She looked down and couldn't believe the size of Reggie's huge, black, flaccid penis. Even soft, it was so thick and long. She found it difficult to comprehend how that the horrid thing ever fit inside her. "Where yus goin?" Reggie asked. "Reggie, I have to get home before my husband returns from work," Lisa said. "Yuz my girlfriend now," Reggie said as Lisa slid her panties on and fastened her bra. "No, I'm not your girlfriend, Reggie. I'm a happily married woman and what you did to me is a serious crime," Lisa angrily snapped back. "Who yuz think yuz talkin to, bitch!" Reggie yelled. This white bitch hadn't learned her new place yet, Reggie thought. Lisa recognized her precarious position and quickly changed her tone to allay Reggie's anger. "I'm sorry, Reggie. I didn't realize you cared for me that way. I'm not ready to tell my husband about our affair yet," Lisa said hoping Reggie would believe her lie. "Okay, but yuz better come back to see me tomorrow," Reggie snarled, satisfied with her explanation. A large wet stain appeared on Lisa's panties as more of Reggie's slippery cum escaped from her full vagina. Lisa slipped on her black slacks, white blouse, and shoes. She rushed home, hopeful that she would never need to visit Shaquanda or see Reggie again. Lisa arrived home shortly before Doug. Her cell phone contained several missed calls from him. Lisa turned off the device and hid it beneath the spare tire in the trunk of her car. She decided to tell Doug she lost her phone and had to work late with a problem family the previous evening. Lisa wanted to change her clothes and hide her wet panties, but she heard Doug's car pull up a few minutes early after she entered the house. Lisa darted to the bathroom and quickly freshened herself up to appear like she was getting ready for work. She did not have time to change her clothes. Lisa exited from the bathroom with her hair and teeth brushed and her face washed. "Oh, hi honey. You're home early," Lisa said as she hugged and kissed her husband. "What happened to you yesterday?" Doug inquired. "You didn't come home until after I left for work; you never called me; and you didn't answer your phone when I tried calling you several times!" Doug stated in an annoyed tone. "I'm sorry, Doug. I wanted to call you, but I misplaced my phone and I haven't found it yet. We had a real tragic abuse case late yesterday afternoon I had to investigate with the police. Then I had to take the children into protective custody. I didn't get home until after 10:00 p.m. and I was exhausted," Lisa explained. "You couldn't borrow someone else's phone?" Doug sarcastically responded. "You're right Doug. I shouldn't have been so thoughtless. But this case was so awful, it simply slipped my mind to call you until late yesterday evening and I was so tired," Lisa remorsefully answered, batting her big, blue eyes at her husband hoping to receive his forgiveness. Lisa felt more of Reggie's cum oozing from her vagina and feared it would soak through her pants and expose her dark secret. "Okay, honey. I can't stay mad at you with those beautiful blue eyes. Just be a little more considerate next time," Doug said and French kissed Lisa. Doug reached around with both his hands and grabbed Lisa's perfectly shaped, firm buttocks. Lisa could not let Doug's foreplay continue. If things went any further, he would definitely find the slimy evidence Reggie's cock left inside her. Lisa gently pushed against Doug's chest with her open hands and broke their kiss. "I love you honey; but, I have to get to work early this morning to follow up on those kids we placed in protective care late yesterday evening," she said as she pecked Doug on the cheek and hurried off. By the time Lisa arrived at work and went to the restroom, the seamen that had leaked from her vagina formed a dry, crusty residue on her panties, which she had to wear the remainder of the day. Lisa didn't realize that the majority of Reggie's cum remained deep inside her searching for a viable egg to fertilize. Lisa managed to get through the day without receiving a request to visit Shaquanda Green. Tashara remained out in the field all day and Lisa stayed in the office trying to catch up on some paperwork. But Lisa experienced difficulty concentrating and felt somewhat agitated with everyone who greeted her. Lisa failed to recognize her symptoms as the beginning stages of cocaine and heroin dependency and assumed she was still on edge from her ordeal with Reggie. Lisa went home early feeling ill from her withdrawal, leaving word that she would probably not be in the next day or so. The next day as Lisa recovered at home from her first minor withdrawal, Tashara called. Tashara knew what Reggie and Shaquanda were doing to her employee, and wanted to make sure they succeeded in bringing down the pretty, little white bitch. Tashara recognized how Lisa's intelligence, talent, and motivation might someday threaten her own position with the agency. They would need to get some more junk in her before her body completely detoxified. Besides, Lisa could make Reggie some healthy, black babies, Tashara thought. Tashara quickly formulated an elaborate scheme to make sure her brother had the opportunity he needed to properly impregnate Lisa and convert her into a drug addicted welfare whore. "Hi Lisa, this is Tashara. How are you feeling?" the voice on the phone asked. Lisa answered, "Hi Tashara. I'm feeling a little better. Thank you." "Listen sweetie, I know I came down a little hard on you the other day with the Shaquanda Green case. But an excellent opportunity has developed. Jackie Snyder was supposed to go to the supervisor training with me tomorrow in Miami for seven days. She had to cancel at the last minute. It's all expense paid by the State. Do you think you'll feel better enough to travel with me tomorrow?" Tashara explained. Lisa still felt lousy but knew this type of chance might not present itself again for a very long time. With this type of training under her belt, she would be next in line for a supervisory position. "Yes, Tashara, I'd love to go. Thank you so much for thinking this highly of me," Lisa said. "Okay, Lisa, come to the office early tomorrow. I'll go with you on your house visits and we'll catch our flight out at 5pm. Pack a swim suit and some other nice things. We'll probably get to spend some time at the beach," Tashara instructed. Lisa ended the phone call, "Okay, thank you again Tashara. I'll see you first thing tomorrow morning. Bye." Lisa found it difficult to be joyful because her neurons had started to grow accustomed to the drugs Reggie and Shaquanda injected into her, and desired more of the substances. Nevertheless, Lisa packed her things, including professional attire, two very attractive bikinis, and a supply of casual party clothes in case she made it to the beach or got to enjoy some of Miami's hot night life as Tashara suggested. Later that afternoon, Lisa told Doug about the great opportunity. "Baby, that's terrific," Doug said. "But, I'm going to miss not having you around for an entire week." "Well, let's do something about that right now," Lisa seductively said. As he sat on the sofa, Lisa straddled Doug's lap and began rubbing the crotch of his pants. Lisa unbuttoned her loving husband's trousers and removed his small, five inch penis, unaware that inside, her own body prepared to ovulate. Lisa's external gorgeousness matched her internal beauty. She possessed a sharp wit and a strong determination to excel in all her endeavors. Doug appreciated his good fortune in having such a splendid and devoted young wife and looked forward to making lovely children with her one day when they were financially ready. They removed their clothes. "I want you inside me," Lisa softly said as she gently tugged on Doug's little organ wishing it would become larger. The slender, lightly colored prick with its little, pink head barely reached past the area of brown pubic hair surrounding it. A modest scrotum of a slightly darker hue contained two meager testicles that barely hung below its shaft. Lisa aimed Doug's penis toward her vagina and started lowering herself on it. "Lisa, I don't have a condom on; what are you doing?" Doug asked in a panicky voice as he pushed Lisa's pelvis away from him before she had the opportunity to put his bare cock inside her. Some basic instinct made Lisa actually want Doug to cum in her. Perhaps it was a primeval way for her to accept her husband - the mate she had selected to make children with, and who she loved emotionally - as fully as she had been forced to accept Reggie. "If you want to have sex without a condom, you need to get some birth control pills. You know we can't afford children yet," Doug admonished her. "You know I can't use birth control pills. They give me terrible, migraines. You can take it out before you cum," Lisa replied, disappointed by her husband's unwillingness to increase their intimacy. Doug rolled the condom on his penis and guided Lisa back onto him. As Doug entered her, he didn't recall her feeling this roomy inside before - it almost felt like someone else was making love to him. Lisa ground her hips on Doug's comparatively tiny penis in a futile attempt to match the sensations Reggie's cock created in her. But Doug lacked the size necessary for Lisa to achieve such intense orgasms, and dope to stimulate her neural pleasure centers. Careful to not hurt his feelings, Lisa pretended to enjoy the sex with her husband. Secretly her frustration grew as each encounter with Reggie's huger, and hence more masculine, black cock, reduced the ability of Doug's penis to satisfy her. After a few minutes, Doug tightly embraced Lisa as he released an amount of seamen into the rubber that only partially filled its diminutive tip. "Oh, honey, I came. Let me pull out of you before the condom comes off," Doug said as he lifted Lisa's cute little butt off of him. Perhaps over time her vagina would return to its previous dimensions and sex with Doug would regain the spice it once had. Lisa donned her skimpy silk undergarments and prepared for bed. She needed to rest and get over the bug she thought she had so she could start work early the next morning. She slept a little better this evening. The chills, diarrhea, nausea, cramps and other symptoms that kept awakening her the previous night lessened in severity. Early the next morning Lisa thoroughly attended to all of her grooming and hygienic needs, reviving herself somewhat. As Lisa dressed she noticed how loosely her garments fit. She had lost her appetite during the last few days due to her illness and must have dropped a couple of pounds from her already slim figure, she thought. Doug returned home just before Lisa departed for work and her trip. She gave her husband a deep kiss and hugged him tightly goodbye. "I love you, baby. I'm going to miss you," she said. "I love you too. Don't have too much fun," Doug jokingly replied. Lisa arrived at work earlier than everyone else, except Tashara, and on the rebound, still not completely over her withdrawal symptoms yet. "Well, you don't look too bad," Tashara said. "You lose a couple of pounds dear?" "I don't know; my clothes feel a little baggier," Lisa replied. "Well let's get your stuff in my car. You have a couple of visits to make today, which we'll do together, and then we will catch our flight," Tashara said. Lisa hadn't bothered to check the list until they proceeded on their way. As Tashara drove toward the inner city, Lisa's pulse skyrocketed when she noticed Shaquanda Green's name first on their sheet. "I just visited Shaquanda Green two days ago, Tashara. Why are we going back again?" Lisa nervously asked. Tashara anticipated Lisa's reluctance to go back to Shaquanda's and formulated a plausible story to lower Lisa's guard. "The police arrested her live in boyfriend, Reggie, last night on drug charges. We have to take the children into custody today. Law enforcement will meet us there to arrest her after we get the kids," Tashara said. Lisa sighed in relief and relaxed back into the car seat. When they arrived at Shaquanda's apartment, Lisa's confidence had returned believing Reggie had been incarcerated. "Where are your children," Tashara demanded of Shaquanda as the two social workers entered. The cops hadn't arrived yet. "They is in Reggie's old room," Shaquanda responded. "I's think that pretty little white thing knows the location," she said with a smirk, implying Lisa. Lisa lightly blushed. "Would you be a dear and round the young ones up for me while I fill out these documents with Ms. Green," Tashara asked Lisa. Lisa returned to the creepy room where twice Reggie had sexually assaulted her. A dried crusty spot where Reggie's cum had leaked from her vagina still remained on the sheets, but there were no kids. Lisa turned around to check the other rooms. Reggie stood right behind her. "Oh my God, what are you doing here? You're supposed to be in jail!" Lisa exclaimed. "You was supposed to come see me yesterday, bitch!" Reggie responded as he wrapped his arms around Lisa's body and covered her mouth with his big hand. "Mmmmppphhhhhh!!!!!!!" Lisa tried to yell so Tashara could help her. Lisa's petite little body was no match for Reggie's large, muscular frame as he wrestled her back into the familiar bed. Lisa flailed beneath Reggie's thick muscles trying to break free as Tashara and Shaquanda entered the room laughing as if they were old friends. "Hold her arm out for me," Shaquanda asked Tashara as she produced the tourniquet and syringe. Reggie had prepared a special dosage just for Lisa containing extra amounts of cocaine, heroin, and some synthetic designer drugs that heightened the sense of touch and greatly retarded memory in the recipient. With the rubber strap taut around her upper arm, Lisa's healthy veins quickly surfaced. "Mmmmmpppphhhhhhhhh, mmmmmpppphhhhhhhh, mmmmpppphhhhhh!!!" Lisa tried to scream as she thrashed beneath Reggie. Her firm stomach rubbed against Reggie's crotch as she fought to escape, causing his penis to engorge. She could feel his very large cock grow harder from her efforts and push through his sweat pants into her. Her disdain for black men had not diminished. She had to get away. She remembered telling Doug how much she loved him and how sex with her husband had been spoiled by Reggie's enormous prick. Her vagina would never contract to its once smaller size if Reggie would not stop fucking her. She also knew the drugs Reggie kept giving her had to be harmful as her thoughts remained foggy for days after receiving them. Lisa grew fatigued from her struggle and stopped moving enough for Shaquanda to successfully stick the needle into one of her veins as Tashara firmly held Lisa's arm. "There we go, girl," Shaquanda said as she emptied the syringe into Lisa's vein. "I's bet you haven't been feeling too well lately. This here stuff will fix yuz right up. In case you didn't know, we's been giving you a healthy dose of cocaine and heroin. We adding some extra drugs this time so you won't get bored too quickly." Lisa watched the syringe in horror, suddenly realizing that her illness had been withdrawal symptoms and now more of the addictive drugs had been dumped into her vascular system just as her body started to detoxify. As Shaquanda removed the tourniquet from Lisa's arm, Tashara began to speak, "Don't you worry about the rest of the cases today, dear. I will have Ken Smith take care of them. You just have a good time with my brother, Reggie, for the rest of the week. I'm sure you'll grow quite fond of him over the next seven days." Lisa's ill symptoms rapidly disappeared and her mood almost instantly changed to a warm, joyful feeling as the chemicals satisfied her rapidly growing dependency. Lisa gazed at Tashara with a quizzical look on her face. She could not remember what Tashara just said. Reggie removed Lisa's clothes as she stared dumbly at her boss. "You look confused, Lisa," Tashara lauged. I know you can't understand me anymore, but you will understand Reggie's huge cock when it's inside your pussy. You sure are a pretty thing, aren't you?" Tashara admired Lisa's gorgeous form. She could have worked as a professional model. Lisa sat on the edge of the bed completely nude with a blank stare on her face, totally oblivious to her own nakedness as Reggie spread her legs as far apart as they would go. "Take a look at this, Sis," Reggie said to Tashara as he took his hand and gently pulled Lisa's labia apart so Tashara could easily gawk at her pink, youthful genitalia. "Very nice, Reggie - enjoy your new girlfriend," Tashara said as she a Shaquanda left the room so the two lovers could go at it. Reggie laid Lisa back in the bed, licked his finger, and began toying with her clitoris. He stroked her hood and almost instantly the little, pink nub emerged and sweet dew appeared on her tender folds. The powerful drugs worked better than he expected. Not one coherent thought passed through Lisa's brain as she lied in bliss and Reggie feasted on her flavorful vaginal fluids like a man dying of thirst. "Oh, oh, oh," she moaned louder and louder, her voice carrying through the wall and reaching Tashara's and Shaquanda's ears. "Sounds like ole Reggie is getting her all lubed up," Tashara joked to Shaquanda. "She needs to be for Reggie's big Johnson," Shaquanda quipped. In Lisa's state, time did not exist; but Reggie's cunninglingus lasted well over an hour. By the time he prepared to stick his colossal organ inside Lisa's dripping cunt, her vulnerable pussy convulsed with multiple orgasms. The big, muscular black man who Lisa greatly disliked when cognizant, once again easily slid his monstrous cock into her slippery vagina without one bit of protest from her. "Aaaah," Lisa semiconsciously exclaimed as the gigantic male appendage forced her vagina to relinquish the little gain in tightness it had achieved in the two days since they last fucked. Her pussy quickly surrendered its territorial achievement back to the black infiltrator that slithered all the way inside it. Unlike the many other white pussies Reggie's cock had invaded, Lisa's anatomy enabled her vagina to stretch deeply enough to fit the entirety of his erect penis. Reggie savored the rare white pussy that could accommodate him. Lisa was a special girl he intended to fuck for a long time. The bed began to loudly squeak and thump against the wall as Reggie started jack hammering into Lisa. "Oh, oh, oh, oooh, oooooooooh, OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Lisa loudly cried in unrestrained passion and to the delight of Tashara and Shaquanda listening in the next room. "Sounds like big Reggie is really giving it to her good," Tashara said. "Maybe I'll get another niece or nephew out of this." The drugs caused Lisa to forget everything prior to the present - no husband, no career, no dislike for black men, no drugging, and no forced sex - nothing except the feeling between her legs at this exact moment. Reggie completed a 90 minute stretch of fucking Lisa. He had sweated profusely causing his muscular body to slip against her, further stimulating Lisa's already hard nipples. His bare cock had released plenty of precum that mixed with Lisa's vaginal fluids, and prepared to share another titanic load of ejaculate with her unprotected, yet cooperative pussy. Lisa did not know that she had ovulated early in the morning. Had Doug made love to her the previous evening without a condom as Lisa had wanted, her valuable egg would now safely be a zygote with his genetic material. Instead her precious egg was in jeopardy of being fertilized by a member of a race she despised - a huge black guy. Reggie knew Lisa was completely out of her mind. But he played with her anyway, "I's gonna cum in your pretty white pussy. Do yuz wants me to take my cock out of you now instead?" Lisa dumbly responded: "HUH? OH, OOOOH, OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" At least the dumb, white bitch's vocabulary had doubled to two words: "Huh, and oh," Reggie thought. About to hurl its rich contents, Reggie's penis swelled slightly larger, gently nudging Lisa's cervix and causing her to violently orgasm. Reggie's cock began squirting the familiar cum into her fervent pussy like a hose putting out a fire. He soon filled her past capacity with his strong gunk before withdrawing. Lisa laid on her back in the bed, her gapping pussy quickly closing behind Reggie's exiting cock and allowing some of his excessive cum to leak down her ass and onto the sheets again. Trillions of his vigorous sperm, however, made their journey to Lisa's greatest treasure, her unfertilized egg. Bombarded by countless spermatozoa, eventually - just like Reggie's struggles to get his cock inside the pussies of white females who hated him - one of Reggie's lucky gametes gained entrance into her egg, combining his African DNA with hers. Little did Lisa know her choice of who would father her first child had just been taken away from her; one of Reggie's spermatozoa formed a zygote with her egg that would soon implant itself inside her uterus. Despite Lisa's dislike of ignorant black men and her particular hatred for Reggie, they were now forever joined by a new individual who was part of both of them. Reggie sat up in the bed and grabbed Lisa by her silky hair. "Yuz ever suck cock before?" he asked. Lisa looked confused. Reggie recalled the powerful drugs she was on interfered with her comprehension and memory. "Never mind," he said as he pushed Lisa's face into his flaccid penis and told her to open her mouth several times. Eventually, Lisa caught on to what Reggie wanted her to do and parted her luscious lips. Reggie slipped his soft penis, wet with her juice and his sperm into her warm mouth. Their fluids tasted good to Lisa and she began gently sucking. Lisa had never performed oral sex before and Reggie gently slapped her face and admonished her each time her teeth carelessly scratched him until she learned the proper technique. As Reggie's hard on returned, he took Lisa's hand and placed it around his cock, demonstrating to her how to stroke it while sucking on its head. Her dainty fingers barely fit around his thick shaft, and her wedding band sparkled against its dark color as her hand repeated its up and down motion. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," Lisa said as tasty precum came from the head of Reggie's cock each time she milked it with her hands. She instinctively reached down with her other hand and began softly handling Reggie's large, black testicles. "Oh, yeah, that's it. Swallow it all when I's gonna cum," Reggie instructed as he firmly held Lisa's head on his cock. Lisa felt the organ twitching in her hand as a fountain of cream squirted into her mouth. It had a strong, masculine taste and Lisa gulped it down as ordered. Fortunately, Reggie's flavor was agreeable because she did not have a choice in the matter. The night wore on and Lisa's lucidity returned. She lay motionlessly on her back with Reggie's strong arm across her chest. Every so often his fingers played with one of her nipples, causing it to stiffen from the attention. Lisa willingly participated, even positively responded to Reggie to avoid further injections. Every two hours throughout the night Reggie awakened with a hard cock and the bed resumed its loud squeaking. Lisa no longer had to try hard convincing Reggie she enjoyed fucking him. By morning Lisa's body had grown quite comfortable with his presence and he easily brought her to an orgasm. Stockholm syndrome had begun affecting her as well. However, she still felt some remorse cheating on her husband and sleeping with a black man. Tashara stopped by at 8:30am to visit. As she sat in the living room talking to Shaquanda, the squeaks from the bed commenced again. "Lordy, them two have been at it off and on since yuz was here yesterday," Shaquanda said to Tashara. With the faint sounds of Lisa and Reggie grunting and groaning emanating through the walls, Tashara decided to give Lisa's husband a phone call: "Hi, is this Doug? This is Tashara Williams, Lisa's supervisor. Lisa wanted me to give you a call and let you know she is fine and that she misses you very much. Our flight was diverted due to the weather and we didn't get in until late yesterday evening. She will be busy in workshops all day long and wanted me to let you know everything was okay." Doug thanked Lisa's boss for letting him know they arrived safely in Miami, and asked her to tell Lisa he loved her and to have a good time. "Oh, I'll make sure she has plenty of fun. I think she's been working a little too hard lately anyway. I'll have Lisa give you a call as soon as she has some free time when you're not at work. You have a good day now. Bye," Tashara said. Tashara went into Reggie's bedroom to see how the two lovers were making out. She saw Lisa's pussy lips snugly clinging around Reggie's glistening, black cock and heard the sound of wetness as the two passionately fucked oblivious to Tashara's presence. The odor of aroused female filled the air. "I is cumming in you again," Reggie said. He took great pride in his success subduing Lisa. Earlier she had begged for him not to cum in her. She probably still hated receiving a black man's jism, but now knew better than to complain and be shot up with more drugs. Lisa passively accepted Reggie's cum. Lisa had never imagined how habit forming being with a hypersexual, black male could be. The more she orgasmed, the more she wanted to orgasm as her libido began feeding off the constant sexual attention and the drugs lowered her inhibitions and heightened her sense of touch. As Reggie pulled his softening phallus from his white, trophy girlfriend's wet slit, he admired all his goo leaking from her snatch. Lisa immediately sat up looking for her undergarments. Reggie noticed her alertness - he had not drugged her since last night. Lisa needed another good dose of his special heroin, cocaine, and designer drug mixture for his final conquest, Reggie thought, to keep her in a blissful and cooperative state while he fucked her tight little asshole. "What do yuz thinks yuz doing?" Reggie asked. "I'm getting dressed. I thought you were done," Lisa replied. "Sweetie, I's can cum 15 times a day. No needs for yuz wearing them panties and bra," Reggie said as he snatched the silk garments from Lisa's hand. Reggie walked over to his dresser and prepared a large dose for Lisa; she grew panicky realizing Reggie's intentions. "Don't look so distressed, girl," Tashara said with an evil grin as her large frame blocked Lisa's path out the bedroom door. You'll be jonesing for more junk soon anyways. This will just help keep the edge off for a while." Lisa knew with each injection her body grew more dependent on the addictive chemicals Reggie forced into her. "Please, Tashara, don't let him do this to me. I'll fuck you any time you want, Reggie. I don't want to become an addict," Lisa begged. "It's all right Lisa," Tashara promised. "The stuff Reggie's making ain't addictive. It will just help you relax for a while," Tashara reassured as Reggie again placed the tourniquet tightly around her arm. Lisa knew deep down Tashara was lying. But she also didn't have much choice in the matter as Reggie held out her arm and brought the syringe to her awaiting vein. "Ow," Lisa exclaimed as she looked down at her arm and watched the needle enter her vein. Within a few seconds of Reggie releasing the tourniquet, Lisa's mood drastically improved, and she no longer felt like leaving. Reggie brought Lisa's left hand down to her clit and taught her how to masturbate. In her sheltered, Christian upbringing, Lisa had learned that masturbation was evil and had never pleasured herself before. Reggie watched Lisa's wedding band sparkle as her fingers softly rubbed her tender nub. "Oh, oh, oh," she repeated as her hips started rocking uncontrollably. Reggie's cock grew rigid again. In the middle of her orgasm, he pulled her up off the bed by her right hand. "Huh?" Lisa said in her sexually aroused state. Reggie sat down on the edge of the bed and guided her ass on top of his still wet and slick cock. O w!" Lisa exclaimed as he forced her down and the head on his massive pole slipped into her tight anus. Reggie guided Lisa's left hand between her legs again and made her stroke herself while her virgin ass grew used to his huge cock. Soon the fervor returned to Lisa's fingers as her clit responded to their touch. Reggie placed his hands on her hips and began gently rocking her on his cock. Gradually, Lisa assumed more of the movement on her own as she grew comfortable with Reggie's cock in her ass. "Oh, oh, oooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!," she mewled as she squirmed on Reggie's long black rod while rubbing her clitty. The next day, Lisa fucked Reggie willingly. She was truly his girlfriend now. She had accepted her former captor and rapist as her lover. Her pussy rode up and down his slippery, charcoal cock as Tashara and Shaquanda entered the room to see how Lisa progressed. "You see how fond you've become of Reggie?" Tashara asked Lisa. Lisa was too preoccupied with an orgasm to answer her boss. "Oh, Reggie, your cock feels so good in me," Lisa said and then deeply kissed her black lover. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she groaned as she rutted on Reggie's oversize phallus. Tashara thought it would be an excellent time to call Doug again on Lisa's cell phone and let the young wife speak with her husband while she fucked Reggie. Lisa was unaware of Tashara's actions until she heard her speaking on the phone. "Hi Doug, this is Tashara. I'm so glad I caught you before you went to bed. Lisa is right here and wants to say hi." Lisa grew horrified as Tashara handed her the phone. She attempted to get off Reggie, but Reggie grabbed hold of her hips and pushed her back down, keeping her pussy impaled on his large cock. "Hi honey, how are you?" Lisa said as Reggie forced Lisa to move her pelvis with his strong hands while she spoke on the phone. Doug started telling her something about his job. "Oh, I love and miss you so much," Lisa said to Doug. She sensed her orgasms were about to resume and fought desperately to sound normal. "Have you had the opportunity to do anything fun in Miami?" Doug asked. Lisa bit her bottom lip and didn't answer as her orgasms started again. "Lisa, are you there?" Doug asked. "Ooh, yes, dear. This is a bad signal," she said as she ground her cock filled pussy into Reggie. Reggie started rolling her nipples between his fingers. "I'll call back later when I have some time. I can hardly hear you now. I love you," Lisa said and hung up the phone. "Oh, Reggie, what did you do to me?" Lisa cried as she fell forward on Reggie's muscular chest while continuing to fuck him. Tashara and Shaquanda laughed as they watched the former, stuck up, white bitch eagerly fuck the black cock she had once desperately tried to avoid. Later that day, much of the heroin and cocaine left Lisa's body. Reggie had delayed giving her another dose to see how Lisa reacted. Lisa anxiously paced Reggie's room in the nude, her clothes having been taken by Tashara and Shaquanda. Reggie could tell by her nervous disposition that she was now hooked on the drugs as well as his large, black cock. He brought another syringe containing only the heroin and coke to Lisa's arm. She no longer needed the other exotic drugs to help her enthusiastically make love to Reggie. "Thank you, Reggie," Lisa gratefully said as her new black lover shot her up full of narcotics. Lisa returned home to Doug at the end of the week, having had more sex with Reggie than she had had with Doug since they were together. Having not seen his wife for over a week, Doug felt extremely horny. He greeted Lisa with a deep French kiss as he reached under her sun dress and rubbed her cunt through Lisa's silk panties. "No, honey, I'm tired and don't feel like it tonight," Lisa said as she tried to remove Doug's hand from her crotch. He was going to fuck his beautiful wife no matter what. Doug ignored Lisa's pleas, sliding his hand inside her panties. Soon Lisa was lying on the bed with her sundress up around her waist and her silk panties hanging around her left ankle despite her protests. Doug decided to fuck his wife without a condom for the first time. "I'm not on the pill yet," Lisa said as Doug's small penis entered her vagina unsheathed. "Honey, I might get pregnant," Lisa continued, unaware that her husband's sperm had missed its opportunity and that she already carried Reggie's embryo in her womb. Her vagina felt different without a condom, soft and smooth like silk, yet lacking the snugness Doug remembered it once having. Lisa went to her doctor, Stephen Clay, a well respected member of the Southern Baptist Church that she and Doug belonged to, after missing her period for two months and learned she was pregnant. Dr. Clay had taken the liberty of contacting Doug and informing the future father of the good news before telling Lisa the test results. Almost instantly members of their church learned of Lisa's condition, congratulating her and Doug on their expected blessing, and preventing Lisa from entertaining any idea of a secret abortion. Lisa tolerated sex with Doug as her wifely duty; but, with Tashara's insistence, spent ever increasing amounts of time with Reggie during her "workday", causing a welcome decline in Lisa's job performance and eliminating the former threat from Lisa to Tashara's position with the agency. Reggie delighted in watching Lisa's tummy slowly swell with the black baby growing inside it, and her once firm tits grow heavier in preparation for the 10 pound Negro infant they would soon be nursing. Each day Reggie rubbed her bulging belly before giving her the drugs she now depended on and then pleasuring her sexually. After baby LeRoy's birth, Lisa left Doug, went on public assistance, and had Reggie move in with her. She became pregnant with Reggie's second child shortly after giving birth to their first baby. Please send feedback to: http://www1.asstr.org/cgi-bin/ah_feedback.cgi?id=KRWFMLCTGCSOPUOPXUVW