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Archive name: schgirl2.txt (Mm/f-teen, rp, intr, preg)
Authors name: Captain Swing (c) 1997
Story title : Schoolgirl Rape #2

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School Girl Rape #2
by Captian Swing (c) 1997

***

There are all kinds of ways to do it. Sometimes you
find a girl and you plan forever until the right
situation comes up, and then you can finally get into
her. Other times one comes along at the right time and
the right place, and you just take advantage of the
situation for an easy score. Like the story I'll tell
now.

I was with one of my kids, Amos. Amos was just 12, but
real big and mean for his age. Unlike most of my sons,
his mom was black. The young black bitch - I forget
her name - had come to me for crack and couldn't pay.
So I just took her pussy as payment, and Amos was the
result. He may have been young at this time, but let
me tell you he was already plenty dangerous, just like
his daddy.

One day we were out there behind the trees next to the
railroad tracks, smoking crack. It was a nice quiet
place where no one would mess with us. Suddenly, we
see this white girl coming walking along the railroad
tracks. She was in some catholic school uniform,
sweater, short plaid skirt, high cotton socks and black
leather shoes. Real pretty, maybe 15 or 16, with long
brown hair done up in ponytails. She was kind of small,
and you couldn't see her tits, because they were hidden
under that dumb sweater. But she sure had nice shapely
legs, full with good curves, and they looked mighty fine
as they moved within that short little skirt. Her face
was real pretty and innocent, with a small nose and cute
dimpled chin. And those lips, I mean she had a beauti-
ful mouth, full lips, with the corners turning up. She
practically screamed "virgin available" to an experi-
enced stud like me. I was carrying a full load, and in
no time at all my big black cock was throbbing with
anticipation.

The girl was walking with a tall boy, probably from her
school who was escorting her across this lonely piece of
track. They were walking hand in hand, and the girl
was giggling and smiling, her eyes bright and happy.

I could see Amos was itching for a fight, he was staring
at the white boy and muttering something. He already
hated white people, but was probably too young to know
that their girls were good for something besides just
beating up. As for me, I was already imagining what I
would do to that cute young coed if I got half the
chance. I never get tired of catching them, prying their
legs apart, and forcing my life into them. All I had to
do was get her boyfriend out of the way, and then the
coast would be clear for some serious schoolgirl screw-
ing. 

"That white boy dis you Amos,". I said. "Go talk sense
to him".

Amos didn't need any more prompting. He ambled out of
the bushes and approached the boy and girl, cutting them
off. I stayed behind and watched. 

It didn't take long. Amos shouted something at the boy,
but the boy tried to avoid him, putting a protective arm
around his girlfriend. I could see the girl was
frightened, and so was the boy. Amos followed along
shouting gang slogans, but the boy still wouldn't fight
him. Finally Amos wised up, and grabbed the boy's girl-
friend and pulled her towards him. She squealed and
struggled in his arms, her shapely legs kicking and
twisting. That's my boy, I thought. The dumbass white
boyfriend was still really afraid, I could see, but that
was too much, so he leaped to protect his girl. In a
moment Amos and he were mixing it up. Of course, in no
time at all Amos had the boy down, and was beating the
shit out of him. While this was happening I quietly
came out of the bushes and approached the girl from
behind.

The girl was screaming and running back and forth,
watching her boyfriend get the shit beaten out of him.
Her tight little ass wiggled in that skirt of hers, as
she ran one way and another on her little feet. I liked
the way her thighs quivered when she ran and jumped, and
how her ponytails bounced up and down. She was
frightened but didn't know what to do. She didn't see
me until I was right next to her.

She looked at me surprised, her big eyes lighting up
with hope. "Please mister, he's beating Brian up,
please help him!"

I didn't say nothing, just looked the girl up and down.
She had a real pretty face all right, although maybe a
bit younger than I first thought. Her big eyes were
hazel, and she had a few freckles on her pink cheeks.
Tits didn't appear to amount to much yet, but her thighs
and legs were already nice and full, and barely covered
by that plaid uniform skirt of hers. Her ponytails were
long and silky, and tied back with blue ribbons. When
she opened her mouth a bit, I could see she had on
braces. That really turned me on, for some damn reason.
I wondered what a cock would feel like in that mouth of
hers, and what it would feel like to impregnate her
little body.

The girl got more and more nervous, the more I didn't
say anything and just stared at her, undressing her with
my eyes. It must have begun to dawn on the little bitch
what I wanted to do to her. Slowly she began to shake,
and then to back away. Then she spun around and tried
to run.

I was ready for that and grabbed her easy, pressing her
body against me. She screamed and kicked and panted, and
I could feel her little rump grind against my prick.
That damn near made it explode, but I was able to hold
it in. Laughing, I began to rub my lengthening manhood
against her, which made her frantic. She fought as hard
as she could, which wasn't saying much. I could hear
her paintings and squealing, and I could smell of her
perfume and feel the warmth of her tight body. I bet
no man had ever held her before, and you could damn well
be sure she had never felt a prick rubbed against her
before neither. I began to drag her towards the bushes.
Time to claim my reward.

"Brian, help! Help! Help me!," the schoolgirl kept
screaming. I looked back and saw that her boyfriend was
on his knees, blood dripping from his face, watching me
drag his girl off to her fate. Amos was just standing
over him laughing. When the boy tried to get up and
help, Amos kicked him real hard. The boy groaned and
rolled over, and Amos began to beat him some more.

"Looks like the strongest stud is going to get the girl"
I said to her. "I know you want the strongest seed,
sugar."

The girl squirmed in my arms even more frantically. She
began to yelp and scream, but this place was real iso-
lated so I knew no one could hear. Her big eyes were
filled with fright, and I could feel her body shake next
to mine. Her ponytails bounced back and forth as I
dragged her into the bushes. Soon we were hidden from
view, just me and this pretty young lady.

I turned her around and pressed her against me. I liked
the feel of her tight breasts against me, and the soft
warmth of her thighs. There is nothing like holding a
young schoolgirl against you. I ran my hand through her
hair. It was soft and silky and smelled real nice.
Then I grabbed her by the base of the ponytail and
yanked her face up so I could see it. Her lips looked
real inviting. I leaned down and kissed her long and
hard. She whimpered and closed her eyes, and I slid my
tongue into her mouth. Her eyes opened in disgust and
she tried to push away from me, but that was just tough
shit. Besides, in a minute there was going to be far
worse than my tongue inside this youngster.

 I began to run my hand up her white thighs. They were
nice, soft and warm. She gasped as my hand went under-
neath her plaid skirt. I hooked her panties and begin
to pull them down. Meanwhile, my cock was going wild
inside my pants. I reached down for my zipper and
prepared to unleash it.

"No! No!," the girl began crying hysterically, and tried
to pull away. Instead she just fell backwards, with me
on top over her. She cried and wriggled underneath me,
her young body squirming in the dirt. I finally got my
zipper down and pulled my thick baby-maker out. You
should have seen the look on her face when it popped out
into the light, bouncing up and down, ready for action.

I was about ready to burst right there, so I went to
work on the girl like an animal, ripping her clothes
off. In a second I had her panties off, which I tossed
off into the bushes. I yanked her school sweater up
until I got to her bra. After a second there was a
snap as the bra gave way, and a nice pair of girlish
tits lay exposed underneath me. They were real small
but were perfectly formed. I kneaded them like a loaf
of bread dough, and watched her nipples get harder. I
threw the bra into the bushes as well, and started to
pry her thighs apart as I settled on her.

"Oh god, oh god, please mister." the girl cried. "Help
- help!".

I just smiled and pushed her flat into the dirt. I
pried her thighs apart inch by inch, and mounted her.
In a moment she was under me, crushed by my weight. Our
noses were touching, and we stared into each others
eyes. She was crying now, but wasn't really fighting.
Her arms were spread out, and her hands were in little
firsts. Her pretty ponytails, ribbons and all, lay
stretched out in the dirt. I just grunted and began
to push my huge hungry prick up between her thighs. 
In a moment it was at her gate. I could feel its
warmth. 

My black snake began to nibble at it, getting ready
for the final assault.

The girl quivered underneath me, her mouth open in
terror, her braces looking damn sexy. She didn't say
anything, just stared at me, tears coming down her
cheeks, as I got into the right position.

And then with one hard thrust I deflowered her.

Her body bucked convulsively and she gave a short
girlish yelp, but that was it. She screwed her eyes
shut and turned her ahead away. She was panting and
crying, but it was clear that she wasn't going to try
to stop me. Truth be told, I think she was turned on
by getting nailed by a black stud. This happens a lot;
most young white girls dream of getting screwed by a
black man like me. So I just took my time, and casually
penetrated her. Inch by inch, I slowly inserted my man-
hood into her. Damn, she was warm, moist and tight.
In a minute I had her fully impaled, my baby-maker
throbbing between her young shapely hips. Then I began
to ball her.

"Oh - oh - oh .. oh," the girl panted as I moved in and
out. Her body shook with each thrust, and her small
firm breasts bounced in time to the rape. My heavy,
hairy balls banged against her deflowered pussy, making
a wet slapping sound. Her small firm tits bounced in
time to my thrusts. Her eyes were still closed, and her
cute innocent face was stained with tears. The only
sign of resistance was her little hands, which were
still balled up in fists.

I took my time and opened her up as deeply as I could,
but after a minute I just couldn't stop the rush of
sperm. I felt it well up inside my balls and come
storming down my cockshaft. I held it to the last
second, and then exploded into my victim. 

 "Uh , aggg, hu, aggg.," the girl moaned, as she felt
my victorious seed flow into her. Slowly, her fists
relaxed, as she surrendered to my fucking and the
planting of my seed. She opened her eyes and stared
into mine. I don't know why that is, but generally girls
open their eyes when I finally come into them. I always
like that part, that they watch me as I claim them. Any-
way, I just pumped it into her, hot and thick and
chunky. I thought it would never stop, one creamy spurt
after another, between her soft cool thighs. Finally,
after one more deep thrust, I fired my last load and
collapsed on top of her. 

I lay there for a minute, my cock slowly receding from
her conquered body. Then I pulled out of her and
admired my handiwork. God damn, she looked pretty
laying there in the dirt, her panties ripped off, skirt
coiled around her waste, her thighs stained with my
potent semen. 

Anyway, I grabbed her and put her back onto her feet.
She was still sniveling, but did as she was told. There
wasn't a bit of fight left in this bitch now, she was
completely fucked and obedient. I grabbed her hand and
marched her out of the bushes. Back to Amos and the
white boy, Brian.

Brian was against a tree, pretty well beaten up. He
wasn't going anywhere. He stared at the girl and bowed
his head. I don't blame him, it was fucking obvious
what I had done to her. Amos was standing there drink-
ing whiskey. He smiled real broadly when he saw me
return, holding the girl in my hand.

I pushed my girl to her knees. "Give my boy a blowjob,"
I ordered her. I wanted to give my boy his reward for
allowing me to rape this girl, plus I wanted to help
along his education about white women.

Amos, as usual, didn't need any prompting. He was an
eager student. He ambled up to the girl and pulled his
zipper down. After a minute of fumbling, he pulled out
a big throbbing black dick. I have to say, my boy is
pretty well hung for someone his age. The girl was
sniveling again, her head bowed. 

Amos grabbed one of the ribbons in her hair and untied
it. Laughing, he then tied it around the base of his
cock, making a nice bow. I tell you, Amos always did
have a pretty sick sense of humor. Then he boxed the
girl hard on the side of the head.

"Suck it dry, you little cunt," he snarled at her. 

The girl obediently raised her blonde head, her little
mouth wide open. Guess my balling was really taking
effect inside her, now she'd do anything. Anyway, with
one smooth motion Amos stuffed his cock between her red
lips. It looked fucking great, his ugly veined organ
bulging out of her pretty face. The girl stared straight
ahead, her eyes fixated on the black breeding rod in her
mouth, her lips firmly wrapped around its base. The
girl's ribbon was still wrapped around the base of the
cock. So it hung out her mouth, looking kind of funny.
Wasting no time, Amos began to face-fuck her.

The girl thrashed a bit, but didn't really fight it. My
boy's black prick punched in and out of her face, partly
obscured by her blonde hair. The only sound was my boy's
satisfied grunting, and the wet sucking noises from the
girl. Of course, being only 12, Amos didn't have much
experience making the girl really work for it. In just
a few seconds he picked up the pace, his hairy balls
slapping against her chin. Then suddenly he grabbed her
by the hair, holding her mouth in place. Everyone knew
what was going to happen next; me, Brian, Amos and
certainly the schoolgirl. There was a short pause,
one final thrust of the cock down her throat, the ribbon
still protruding from her mouth. Then Amos fired his
load right into the girl's brains.

"Ah shit, baby, yeh," Amos groaned, a big happy expres-
sion on his face. The girl slurped and swallowed,
slurped and swallowed, her little head vibrating on the
business end of my boy's prick. Amos just kept firing
and firing, until sperm spurted out of her mouth. Shit,
I almost expected it to come spurting out of her ears.
It went on and on, until semen dripped down her chin and
down onto her skirt. Finally, Amos pulled it, then did
a little victory moonwalk around the tree. The girl
simply collapsed into a heap, her eyes glazed. As for
her boyfriend - her ex-boyfriend - he had crawled off
sometime during the blowjob. Guess that was just too
much to watch. Can't blame him.

We heard a train coming, so I decided to leave. Too bad
I wouldn't have minded having another go at that young-
ster. I really wanted to make sure I had impregnated
her. But I figured that enough was enough, beside,
there are always other young girls, and it was likely my
baby was already sprouting in her belly anyway.

So we left. About a year later I saw the girl, and
sure enough she now had a little chocolate baby with
her. I didn't get too close, but Amos told me later
he got a good look, and it was a spitting image of me.
So I guess I gave Amos a new half-brother that day
after all, and Amos sure got a good education in return.

Not bad for a day spent by the railroad tracks.

THE END

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