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Ghetto Fairy Tales #2 - A Motionless Masterpiece
(MF, black, forced, drugged)
By Youngzilla (blackzilla99@hotmail.com)
For the Zilla Network
***
At the age of 15 it seemed like I was always up to no
good. I was always in trouble with my parents or with the
law. It wasn't that I was a bad kid I just hated living
in Westchester. We used to live in Brooklyn up until 3
months years ago when my father landed a good job with
the telephone company. I hated White Plains. The town was
totally designed for white people. I never saw so many
white people in my life. Brooklyn was my life. In
Brooklyn I was somebody in the neighborhood.
But in White Plains I was the black guy that lived down
the street. I couldn't stand my neighbors either. A white
couple lived to our right and to or left was a black
family. The black family, the Livingston's that lived
next door to our left, acted like white people. I hated
that shit. They just thought they were the shit. And I
know they didn't like me. I didn't give a fuck about them
or speak to them. Mr. Livingston was always giving me
dirty fucking looks. You would think that the two only
black families on one block would be friendly to each
other.
My mother and father were no better. They made every
attempt to be nice to our stupid fucking neighbors. If
they thought I was going to flip my style and start
acting white so our stupid black neighbors would like us,
well lets just say they had a better chance of seeing
hell freeze over or seeing a black man elected to the
Presidency of the United States. Fuck that shit, I was
from Brooklyn and I would never forget where I came from.
You can take the boy out of Brooklyn, but you can't take
Brooklyn out of the boy. All these crackers up here, and
my fucking wanna be Huckstable neighbors could kiss my
high yella ass.
Going to White Plains High School, was no fucking fun
either. The first two months I was there I didn't say a
word to any one, and I dared someone to say some shit to
me. The school was in the fucking boondocks in the middle
of nowhere. That's why I missed Brooklyn so much. If I
wanted to cut class or call it a day, I could just hop on
the train and go anywhere I wanted.
The worst thing about living up here was I was to far
away from all the, "around da'way honies," I used to
bone. I got my first piece of pussy when I was 13 and
never looked back. Girls in Brooklyn liked to fuck, and
getting pussy was easy. Half the time their parents
weren't home after school, so you could always go to some
hoochies house after school and knock'em off. My parents
both worked long hours so a lot of the time I would cut
class and bring a girl over to my crib and fuck the shit
out of them all day. That was then and this is now. It
seemed like all these black girls up here had a fucking
attitude problem.
I was kind of thick for my age. I wasn't fat or nothing
like that but I worked out with weights in our basement.
I worked out a lot cause I didn't have anything else to
do. I missed getting pussy big time. There were days that
I would fuck 2 different girls in the same day. One day I
fucked 3 girls in the same day.
The funny thing was that they were all friends. They all
liked me but they all didn't want each other to know that
they liked me. I would fuck one of them; the terms were
that I could not tell anybody especially her other 2 best
friends. All three of them asked me not to tell the
other. I didn't give a fuck about there little secret
game. I fucked all three of them all the time and kept my
mouth shut. I loved the fact that they were all
different. Tosha was the first one I bagged, she was a
true shortie, and She was maybe 4'10" if that. But she
had a nice round little booty.
Lashanda was a little bit taller then Tosha. What I liked
about her was her tits. For a 15-year-old girl she had
the biggest breasts of them all. Trina was my favorite;
she was the tallest and the thickest of the bunch. When
she spread her legs it was like a giant eagle getting
ready to take off. I loved her pussy, her pussy was the
wettest and the juiciest of the bunch and she knew how to
fuck. Unlike her other friends, she would suck my cock,
as long as I promised not to tell. I played their games
and I got pussy almost every day.
The world was very different now. All the bitches I used
fuck didn't want to be bothered with me anymore. The
rumor was, that I was living upstate acting like I was
the shit cause I lived in a house and in a white
neighborhood, which was far from the truth. I had no
choice but to live up here. I begged my parents to let me
stay in Brooklyn with my aunt. They gave me that; "You'll
get a better education up here." What a load of shit. My
teachers barely spoke to me; they looked at me like I was
some kind of criminal.
The school year finally ended. I was happy cause I was
planning on spending my summer in Brooklyn. My parents on
the other hand had other plans for my black ass. They
forbid me to go to Brooklyn. I was fuming, "What the hell
am I supposed to do up here," I shouted at them. They
told me that I should get a job and forget about my
hooligan friends back in Brooklyn. I was amazed at how
quickly my father forgot where he came from, and my
mother just followed suit. She had the nerve to tell me,
that all my friends will be in jail before they turn 18.
I didn't speak to my parents for a week. I stayed in my
room or I went to the basement to work out. I felt like
my nuts were about to explode. I have never had to jerk
off so much in my life. I had become a hermit, trapped in
White Plains or what I called it, "Whitelondia," with no
friends and no pussy.
Two days later while I was chill'in in my kitchen, I
thought I saw the most beautiful black female on earth
step out of a blue BMW. I damn near ran to the front door
to see where she was going. The bitch was fine as hell.
Then the Livingston's came running out of their house and
she jumped into Mr. Livingston's arms, "Hi daddy! Hi
mommy!" She shouted.
That shit knocked the wind out of my sail and deflated my
cock immediately. She was fine but she was their
daughter, and she probably had an even bigger stick up
her ass. She also talked and sounded like a little white
girl. "Damn," I said to myself. Then I saw Mr. Livingston
look at me and make a face. It was one of those stay the
fuck away from my daughter looks.
I had had enough of his fucking looks and stares, so I
kindly raised my hand and gave him the finger. The look
on his face was funny as hell, finally a little justice
for me. Then he turned to his daughter and said
something. I couldn't hear what they where saying, I knew
he was more then likely talking about me. A few seconds
later their daughter (whom I would learn later was named
Vicki) looked up at me and gave me the nastiest look and
then rolled her eyes. With out saying a word to me, that
bitch told me to fuck off with her eyes. I went back in
the house and slammed the door.
For the next few days I just stayed in my room mopping
around. The Livingston's had a big pool in there back
yard. I thought it was just for show cause they never
used it. Then one day around noon I heard a big splash.
My bedroom window faced their backyard. I got up to see
what was going on. I didn't see anything for a few
second. Then I saw Vicki come up from underneath the
water. Her back was to me while she climbed out of the
pool.
The first thing I noticed was how fucking fine she was.
She had a nice thick booty; her tiny little bikini
bottoms could barely contain that fat juicy caramel
colored ass. My cock sprung to attention immediately. My
cock was so hard it hurt. I had to step back away from
the window; the last thing I wanted was for her to catch
me looking at her. It was a good thing that I did that,
cause as soon as she turned around she looked up toward
my house.
She stared at my house for a few seconds, as though she
was checking to see if anyone was home. Then she sat down
in a lounge chair and put on some dark sunglasses. I was
kind of hiding behind a curtain, peaking out the side. I
had a great view. To me, a bikini is nothing more then a
glorified bra and panty set. Say what you want, to me
there is no difference.
The next day around the same time I heard a splash. This
time I was prepared. I had snuck into my fathers closet
and found his old binoculars. She looked at my house
again like she did the day before to see if anyone was
looking before she sat. Her body was dripping wet. Her
bikini bottoms had ridden up on her slightly. When she
adjusted herself I thought I was going to cum in my
pants. I was able to see a small patch of curly black
hair with the binoculars.
She then laid down in the lounge chair like she did the
day before. The first thing I did was aim my binoculars
at her pussy. Her pussy looked so fat. She pulled on the
strings of her bikini bottoms at the hip (Colored
Panties, if you ask me) pulling them up high. This caused
the tiny peace of material that was covering her pussy to
dig into her crotch and split her pussy lips. Vicki had
the fattest set of pussy lips I ever saw.
I had always thought this was a white girl thing. This
was something that I have always found amazing. When I
moved up here I noticed that the white girls wore their
cloths a lot tighter then black girls, especially their
jeans. I had never scene a white girl naked up close, I
just assumed that they were designed slightly different
then black girls. If you only knew how badly I wanted to
walk up to one of the white girls at school and say,
"Damn girl.you got a fat pussy." How could I be wrong for
saying such a thing.. The bitch shouldn't have her pussy
on display like that. You've all heard that saying,
"It's a Black Thing, You Wouldn't Understand."
Well I just thought it was the reverse. "It's a White
Thing, And I Just Don't Understand."
I felt like such a pervert staring at her through the
binoculars. But this was the most fun I've had in weeks.
I wanted to fuck her so bad, but there was no way in hell
she was going to give me any of that fine pussy. And the
fact that she was a college girl, and was at least 4 or 5
years older then me didn't help my chances either. Her
wanna be white ass probably never had a black cock.
Every time I brought the binoculars up to her face it
reminded me of the way she crinkled up her face and her
upper lip when she looked at me for the first time. The
bitch didn't even know me. She passed judgment on me from
whatever bullshit her fucking father had told her. That
was the last time I even bothered to bring the binoculars
up toward her face. Although she was very pretty . "I
mean Fine as Hell", Her attitude made her ugly. But the
body on the other hand was a separate entity. In my mind
I just detached her head from her body. My focus was on
what was between her legs. That fat pussy mound was
silently calling me.
After about 20 minutes of staring at her. I was
exhausted. In that short period of time, I fucked her a
million times in my mind in every conceivable position
known to man. My cock was so hard it fucking hurt. I was
fantasizing that Vicki, was sucking my cock, and then she
turned over and begged me to fuck her doggy style. In my
mind, I was slamming all 8 inches of my 15-year-old black
cock deep into her hot caramel pussy as she begged me to
fuck her harder and deeper. I was only brought back to
reality when she moved suddenly. She got up and walked
quickly in the house. For a second I thought she had
busted me. But after a minute or two she came out with a
tall glass ice water and got back in her seat in the same
position.
She sat back down on the lounge chair and propped it up a
little bit. I was still in stealth mode and I knew she
couldn't see me. Vicki then opened her left hand. She had
a small black round object in her hand. At first I didn't
pay any attention to it, until she open the cap and
smelled what was inside. I grabbed the binoculars to
investigate. Looking through the binoculars I could see
clearly what was in her hand. It was one of those 35mm
plastic film canisters, with a gray plastic top. Vicki
brought the canister up to her nose and took another
whiff, inhaling the scent of what ever was in the
canister
She then reached into a little bag that I guess she had
brought out earlier and pulled out some rolling papers. I
now knew what was in the canister. I would have never
thought that Vicki smoked weed. I thought she was one of
those goodie-goodie black girls that acted white. I sat
back and got my self-ready to watch the show. I used to
smoke pot all the time back in Brooklyn. There's one
thing I know, and that is that girls can't roll. I used
to watch some of the girls roll joints back in Brooklyn
and they always fucked it up.
Vicki was amazing; she rolled that joint so perfect and
so fast. I think if I had blinked I would have missed it.
That right there gave me two quick thoughts.
1. She was no amateur pot smoker.
2. The bitch liked smoking big fat joints.
Vicki sat back in the chair and lit that joint. She even
smoked like a pro. I was shocked. She took her time
smoking that fat joint. She even looked sexy doing it.
The wheels in my head started spinning. There's also one
more thing I know. If a girl gets high, She fucks. I
never meet a girl that got high and didn't fuck. Drugs
and sex go together like peanut butter & jelly. I
couldn't take it any more. I pulled out my cock and
started jerking off while I watch my sexy brown skinned
neighbor get zootted.
For the next 3 days Vicki did the exact same thing. She
was always on time. You could set your watch to the time
you would hear the big splash in the pool. And everyday I
was ready; I had my binoculars in one hand and my cock in
the other. She would always look toward my house just
before she would light up. Both of my parents worked and
I was so quiet, I guess she assumed that there was never
any one home. After the forth day I had enough. I was
sick and tired of jerking off to this woman. It's seems
like reality only hits you after you cum. As I would cum
down off my orgasmic high, the cold reality that this
bitch next door would never give me the time of day, let
alone sample some of that pussy.
At that moment I had a revelation. It was at that moment
that the thug in me was resurrected. I was smiling from
ear to ear. I knew what I had to do. It was evil and
fucked up, but I didn't give a fuck. I was gonna get me
some of that pussy even if I had to take it. Fuck Vicki,
and mother fuck the Livingston's.
That afternoon I jumped on the Metro North Train and took
it downtown to 125th street. (Harlem U.S.A.) I went to a
spot that my boys and I would go to when we where looking
for a special item. I made my purchase and headed back
home. I also stopped at CVS (the local pharmacy in
Westchester) and purchased a couple rolls of 35mm film.
My plan was going to be flawless. I took everything into
consideration and weighed out all of my options. Vicki's
pussy was going to be mine. The funny thing was she had
no Idea.
That night I couldn't sleep a wink. I went over the plan
about million times in my head. I was so excited I had to
jerk off twice that night just to calm myself down. The
possibilities if everything went right were endless.
*
The next morning I woke up around 7:30 am just after both
my parents left for work. The Livingston's would leave
their house around 8 am. It was now a waiting game.
Minutes seemed like hours and hours seemed like days. It
seemed like time stood still while I waited for my moment
to strike. The waiting game continued for the next three
and a half hours. I was getting excited and I was also
getting nervous. Time is a motherfucker. I started to
have doubts. But I told myself, "Your going to do this
shit and that's that."
Three hours seemed like three fucking days. Then suddenly
the Livingston's back door opened and out came my
unsuspecting prey. My soon to be fuck toy came out of the
house wearing a brand new bikini. "DAMN.she looked Good."
She was wearing a bright yellow glorified set of
underwear.(aka.bikini) I was really nervous know, but my
plan was all about timing.
I ran down to my kitchen where I could barely see Vicki.
When I heard the Splash I knew I was moments away from
executing the most important part of my plan. When I saw
Vicki come out of the pool I knew it was time. She was
like a well-trained pet. I knew it took about one minute
for her to dry her hands and face, and with in the next
minute or so she would start rolling her daily Joint. As
soon as she sat down I took off.
I ran through my front door, through the bushes and rang
her doorbell. I knew she could hear the bell from the
pool cause they had a little ringer on the back of there
deck. I pushed the button a bunch of times to make sure
she heard it. I wanted to make sure it was annoying. I
then ducked down and ran along the bushes on the side of
my house toward the back yard.
"Just a minute," she shouted.
Vicki sounded annoyed which is just what I wanted. My
heart was pounding as I crawled to the back of the house.
I felt like a thief in the middle of the night. The only
thing was, it was broad daylight and unlike a thief
planning to steal some loot, I was planning on stealing
me some pussy.
There was a tiny little opening between the bushes of our
backyards. When I reached that point all I saw was
Vicki's back as she entered her house. And there on the
table next to the rolling papers was the 35mm Plastic
Film case. I waited about three more seconds before I
made a dash for it. I grabbed her stash put in my right
pocket. I reached into my left pocket and replaced it
with an identical plastic film case and made a dash back
through the bushes and back into my yard. I run up the
back stairs leading to my deck and into my house. It felt
like I had just ran a hundred yard dash. I was breathing
real heavy. I could feel my heart pounding through my
chest as I ran up the stairs and back into my room.
Before I could catch my breath, Vicki was coming out her
back door. She looked pissed off. She was mumbling
something about stupid kids knocking on doors and running
away. She sat up in her lounge chair and got her rolling
papers.
Let me explain to you what was in the canister I put on
Vicki's table. When I went to Harlem the day before I
bought my little ebony princess a special gift. I got her
some really good pot and I also bought 2 bags of LEAK.
For all you white people out there and those of you who
live outside of NY, reading this story, LEAK. in your
community goes by the Name of Angel Dust. In Brooklyn we
don't say, "Let's go buy some Angel Dust," we say, "Lets
get a bag or a couple bags of Leak or Leaky Lack."
Angel Dust is very fucking powerful. I know this from
experience. To be honest with you, to this day I'm not
sure what it's even made of. I have heard everything from
embalming fluid to Elephant tranquilizer. Angel Dust is
not a rich man drug. Its actually a poor mans drug. Poor
people mostly by dust when they really want to get fucked
up cheaply.
A bag of weed back then cost five dollars, but a bag of
leak was around seven dollars. And in a bag of leak you
were lucky if you got a full joint out of it. But that
one joint could send you into oblivion. Angel dust
smelled minty.. That's cause whatever chemical they used
on it was either sprayed or soaked on to mint leaves.
Instead of being put in a small brown bag (AKA...the
nickel bag back then) it was placed in an even smaller
thin wax paper bag.
Unlike marijuana, Angel dust wasn't dry, it was moist.
And if you got a bag that was really potent the chemicals
would be leaking out of the corners. And that is how it
got its Name LEAK or LEAKY LACK.
What I loved and appreciated about getting a bag of leak
was the Name brand. Yes, product recognition. Each
neighborhood had there own brand name for their bags of
dust. The drug dealers were very creative. If you went
north of 125th street you might get a bag of dust called,
"Jason"..(From Friday the 13th) if you went south of
125th street you might get a bag called, "Jaws" ..I've
seen all kinds of names on bags of dust, names like,
"Mind fuck, The Legend, Stuck, Comma, Terminator, Black
Death, Confusion, Chaos" and my favorite of all time was
.ZOMBIE .
And my little ebony princess next door had 2 bags of
Zombie mixed up in her little canister. I went to five
different drug spots until I found out where I could get
that extra special flavor for my unsuspecting neighbor.
THE END OF YOUR DRUG LESSON----NOW BACK TO THE STORY.
Vicki opened her little canister and dumped a shit load
of my special blend into the rolling paper. This had to
be the fattest joint I have even scene her roll up. I
guess cause it was Friday she really wanted to get
wasted. My heart was pounding and my cock started getting
hard. She lit that joint up and took a long hard pull. It
was like I was smoking with her. When she exhaled I felt
such satisfaction, finally I was able to breathe
normally. My plan was right on schedule. Vicki was on her
way to another realm. A dark evil place. A cold, black
place where nothing is real anymore.
My suburban black princess just kept on smoking. She took
long slow hits. The one thing about dust that always
fucked with my head was the slight delay. I started
laughing my ass off. I knew there was no way in hell she
was going to finish this joint. Back in Brooklyn one bag
of Zombie could get me and three of my friends totally
fucked up. The high would be so intense, you would pray
to God and beg him let you cum down.
Vicki was like a Hoover; she kept on sucking on that
joint like there was no end in sight. She had smoked a
little more then half the joint, and then it happened.
And like a snake, dust strikes with vengeance as the
venom starts to possess your mind. I know from
experience, Angel Dust shows it victims no mercy. It
punishes you for entering its realm.
It takes you're from the world you know and crushes it.
The first sense to go is sight. Your peripheral vision is
gone. You feel like your going blind as the world you
know closes in on you, as you dip in and out of
consciousness. My plan was working better then I ever
imagined it could. The next and most powerful phase of
the drug was next. All things I'm telling you about
happen within minutes.
I had my hand on my backpack, which I had prepared for my
little adventure. Vicki looked confused and dazed. The
shit was working on her beautifully. Vicki tried to stand
up and fell right back into the lounge chair. She got up
again. This time she managed to get to her feet. She took
one step and that was it.
SHE WAS STUCK. Vicki was stuck in motion; frozen. I've
also been there my friends. You think you're moving, your
mind tells you that you're moving, but in reality you're
going nowhere. You're frozen. As advertised on the bag of
LEAK, Vicki was now a ZOMBIE.
She had smoked more dust then I have ever scene one
person do in one sitting. I grabbed my bag of goodies and
ran down stairs. When I entered her back yard I wasn't
scared at all. She hadn't moved an inch. I walked up
right behind. Her ass looked absolutely magnificent. I've
stared at that thick ass through the lenses of the
binoculars for days. Her ass was even more spectacular up
close and personal. I placed my hand on her shoulder and
she didn't even flinch.
"Are you Ok?" I whispered into her ear ever so softly
inhaling her light chlorine scent.
Another thing about LEAK, it cripples your ability to
talk and hear. Vicki had no idea what was happening to
her. She was attempting to say something. I got right in
front of her and put my ear to her mouth.
Her words were slurred and barely audible, the only thing
I could make out was, "Help Me! Help Me."
Then she fell into my arms like a rag doll. It was
magical. I was going to help her all right. I was going
to help her into her house and take what I had worked to
hard for. I was definitely going to help myself to some
of that pussy. I had stalked and hunted my prey, now it
was time for me to feast on my temporarily wounded meat.
I scooped her up and carried her into her house and up
the stairs. The doors to all the rooms were opened. I
passed a room that looked like it could be hers. For this
special occasion I decided that the master bedroom would
be the perfect place. Just past the bathroom was the
Livingston's bedroom. It was huge and they had a nice
king sized bed.
I gently laid Vicki out on the bed. She looked like a
sleeping angel. I just stood there for a moment to
reflect on the things that got me to this point. It was
like a dream come true. There she was lying on a bed in
her bright yellow bra and panties (Bikini) waiting for me
to take her.
Located in my backpack was my father's video camera and
tripod. I set it up as fast as I could. I set it up and
had the thing recording in about 20 seconds. The reason I
know this is cause I had practiced. All I had on was a T-
shirt and sweat pant with no underwear. I was out of my
cloths in less then 5 seconds.
My cock was rock hard. All 8 inches stood proudly aiming
itself at my target. Everything was perfect; the little
red light flashing brightly on the video camera let me
know that we were live. I got up on the bed and laid
right next to my precious little Vicki, who would never
give me the pussy willingly.
The first thing I did was give her a soft kiss on the
lips. Her lips were soft and moist. I could smell my
special herbal blend on her breath. I was in no rush;
time was on my side for once. I started stroking her
light brown skin very softly.
I wanted to familiarize myself with the way she felt. I
wanted to answer all the questions that danced around in
my head when I would watch her through the binoculars.
Vicki smelled fresh like she had just gotten out of the
shower with just a hint of chlorine from the pool. Her
skin was soft and warm. Her breathing was slow and
steady. Once in a while her eyelids would twitch like she
was attempting to blink. She had lost all control of her
body, which was exactly what I wanted.
I started working my left hand all over her body. I
started with her breast. The material was still a little
damp. Her breasts were nice and heavy. At that age I
wasn't sure what her cup size was. But I remember them
being about the size of a grapefruit. I slowly worked my
way down to her flat stomach. I have always had a thing
for the way a woman's stomach felt. And Vicki's stomach
was perfect. It wasn't hard like a rock. It was nice and
soft and a little fleshy.
I could feel my heart pounding as I slowly worked my way
toward her crotch. I moved my hand very slow. Not cause I
thought she might wake up. I did it cause I wanted to
tease myself. When the tips of my finger reached the top
of her bikini bottom's/panties, I stopped and looked at
her face. There was no reaction. I worked my hand down
just a bit further until I was totally palming the thin
material that was barely covering her pussy.
Right away I could feel just how fat and meaty her pussy
lips were. I started rubbing her pussy gently at first
with very light pressure. I never took my eyes off of her
face. From time to time her eyelids twitched. The more
pressure I put on her pussy the hotter it started getting
between her legs. I ran my finger up and down spiting her
pussy lips and grazing her clit with each stroke on top
of the flimsy material.
I got up off the bed and adjusted the camera. I got
between Vicki's legs and placed my hands on her hips. I
took a deep breath and then I slowly unveiled the prize.
It felt like Christmas Day, instead of tearing open the
package I took my time cause I already knew what was
inside.
Her pussy looked absolutely delicious. Her pussy hair was
manicured perfectly. I wanted to slam my cock in her so
bad. I put my hands behind her knees and slowly raised
and spread hers legs. Vicki body was like a soft limp
pile of clay. When I spread her legs her pussy lips
opened slightly giving me a clear view into her soul.
I then brought my face right to the entrance of her
pussy. I wanted to see it up close in all its glory. My
nose was less then an inch away from pussy. I took a deep
breath and then inhaled. Her pussy smelled like flesh and
chlorine. I stuck my tongue out, starting at the bottom
of her pussy and firmly licked my way up to her clit on
the first stroke.
"Ohhhh god," I exhaled as I reached the top of her pussy
mound. I have fucked a lot of girls before this but this
was the first time I ever tasted pussy. Vicki's pussy had
no taste that I could remember. I wanted to enjoy this. I
wanted to get her nice and wet. I put my face back
between her legs, I closed my eyes and started licking.
I explored her pussy with my tongue. I licked every inch
out side of her pussy and I stuck my tongue inside her
pussy as deep as I could. The more I licked, the more I
started getting into this pussy-licking thang. At that
age I always thought that pussy eating was a white boy
thing. Back In Brooklyn none of my boys eat pussy. I
started to wonder if they where lying. When my tongue
found her clit, Vicki's body jerked, and then WHAM!!! Her
legs closed slapping me on both sides of my face
"Aggghhhhhhhh," she moaned.
She lifted her hips off the bed and froze locking me in
between her thighs. I didn't move. Two seconds later her
body collapsed and she fell back into position. I loved
this reaction cause it was the only reaction that I would
see that day. I liked sucking on her hard little clit. It
was about the size of a tic-tac and tasted ten times
better I put my mouth on her clit and started sucking on
it really hard. I took my right hand and put my finger
deep into her pussy. Her pussy was dripping wet.
I've fingered a lot of girls before and each girl's
wetness was different. Vicki's juices were different then
the rest of the girls. Her pussy juices were heavier and
thicker then the other girls. I pumped my finger in and
out of her cunt for a few minutes then I took it out to
inspect it. It came out with a nice thick coat of her
comatose juices. I sucked the juices of my finger like it
was some left over barbecue sauce. The licking and the
sucking was more then my cock could take.
The time had come to claim my prize. I stood up and
started at Vicki. She was lying there on her back with
her bright yellow top. Her legs were spread wide open.
The light from the camera and my saliva seemed to make
her pussy shine. I had worked so hard for this moment. I
didn't give a fuck about her or her fucking parent's.
This was all about my needs and my wants. Vicki was my
masterpiece. She was a living, breathing, Motionless
Masterpiece.
I made one more adjustment to the camera and then I got
into position. I brought the tip of my cock to the
entrance of her pussy and held it there for a moment. My
eyes never left her face. I wanted to look into her eyes
while I pushed my cock in her stuck up cunt. A part of me
wished she was conscious for this part. I always loved
looking into girl's eyes while I pushed my thick cock
into there body. I slowly started easing my cock into my
sexy neighbor. Her pussy was nice and syrupy wet. Before
I knew it half of my cock was in her.
"Aggggghhhhh..Mmmmmm," I moaned.
When I felt the walls of her pussy grip my cock stopping
me from going any further, Vicki's eyelids started
twitching really fast like she was attempting to open her
eyes. I wasn't worried at all. The drug Gods where strong
and they were on my side. Her cunt muscles finally gave
way. I didn't stop pushing forward until my balls landed
flush against her ass cheeks.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," I exhaled.
I felt so fucking evil and I loved it. Months of
frustration, loneliness and anger filled my veins and
pumped through my blood. I pulled my cock out until just
the head of my cock was still locked inside her. I held
it there for a second and then I slammed my cock into her
with all of my might.
"Agghhhhhhhhh. FUCK!" I screamed.
Vicki arched her back and her head came off the bed. Then
she collapsed again. I just laughed at her. My cock was
incased in one of the juiciest pussies I have ever had
the pleasure to be inside of. My cock felt like it
belonged in this pussy. Her pussy was doing things doing
things to my cock that I didn't know was possible. My
cock was so hard that it hurt and Vicki's pussy knew just
how to sooth it. I couldn't stop looking at her face; I
was kind of hoping to get some kind of a reaction.
My lust was pure evil and I knew it. I didn't give a fuck
about anything. I went to work on her pussy. I started
off pulling my cock out slowly. I closed my eyes and
tried to concentrate how smooth and silky Vicki's pussy
felt. Then I would violently slam my cock into her body.
Each thrust felt better than the last. I kept assaulting
her pussy like this until I found my rhythm. I sliced in
and out of her warm delicious cunt like I owned it. Her
breast moved rhythmically to the beat of my thrust.
I slowed down a bit cause I felt like I was about to let
loose. I sat back on my heels for a second with the tip
of my cock still lodged in her pussy. I didn't want to
cum just yet, I just wanted to take a moment and admire
my work. Vicki's pussy looked like it was stretched out
to the max. Her pussy and her skin seemed to be getting a
lot hotter. I put both of my thumbs on her slippery pussy
lips and spread them as wide as I could. Her clit looked
like it a grown a bit.
I played with her clit while I fucked her nice and slow.
My eyes went from her clit to her face. I wanted a
reaction so bad, but deep down I knew my efforts were
futile. While I fucked my Zombie, I couldn't help but
wonder if deep in her sub conscious mind, did she know
what was happening to her? It was a question that I also
knew the answer too. Angel dust back in those days was,
and is still is pure evil, it was, "Darkness and Hell At
Glance."
Vicki body was responding to my cock, the harder I fucked
her, the wetter her pussy became. I was lost in her
pussy; it was like I didn't even know who I was anymore.
When I looked down her, it was then that it hit me. I
wasn't fucking my neighbor, I was raping her. I was
raping her cause I didn't like the way she looked at me.
I was raping her cause I hated where I lived, I was
raping her cause I was angry with my parents. I was
raping her cause I needed to feel Absolute Control. I was
raping this beautiful black sistah, like some many white
men have done to my people in the past.
A powerful drug may have possessed Vicki's body and mind.
But what was my excuse? I. on the other hand, was
possessed by a force that was ten times more powerful
then any drug. I was possessed by Lust, Hate, and Anger.
I was the one who had entered a new realm.
What amazed me was how much I loved it. My whole body was
on fire. Lust, Hate and Anger pumped threw my veins. It
flowed from the top of my head to the tip of my swollen
cock. I started ramming my cock into Vicki's pussy
unmercifully. Her eyelids started twitching like crazy. A
part of me wanted her to open her eyes. A part of me
wanted her to see my twisted contoured face as I filled
her cunt with lust, hate and anger. I had forgotten that
there was already another witness in the room. I looked
over to my left and the video camera's red light was
still flashing.
I could feel the walls of her pussy contracting and
squeezing my shaft. It had been so long since I had some
pussy that I had almost forgotten just how good it felt.
I put my hands under the small of her back and raised her
lifeless body to meet my deep thrust. I could feel my
balls tingling. I felt dizzy. I knew at that moment it
wouldn't be long before I shot my load.
I pounded my cock into Vicki's suburban light skinned
black pussy with no mercy. My balls tightened giving me
that final warning.
"Here it comes baby," I screamed out.
I slammed my cock into Vicki's twitching cunt and
exploded. Cum rocketed out my cock head filling her cunt
instantly. I screamed like a deranged beast as I filled
her with my evil seed. I unloaded in her pussy as if it
was the last piece of pussy on earth. Planting my seed
into the deepest part of her lifeless body. I was amazed
at how much cum I shot into her. I could fell my hot cum
pouring out of her pussy and smearing on my balls. I
finally ran out of breathe and collapsed on top of my
drugged out Zombie.
I just laid there on top of her while I tried to catch my
breath. Vicki facial expressions never change. If it
weren't for her breast rising up and down while she
breathed, you would have thought she was dead. My cock
was still twitching and pulsing in her warm cum filled
pussy.
For the first time since I left Brooklyn I finally felt
at peace. It was a strange feeling. To this day, that
moment was the most purest and most selfish feeling I
have ever felt. I was in absolute control. Never in my
life did I ever feel so much confidence and pure
satisfaction.
I regained my composure and lifted myself off of Vicki.
When I pulled my cock out of her battered cunt, cum
poured slowly out of her pussy. Thick globs of cum
dribbled out of her pussy and down the crack of her ass.
I had stretched her pussy out pretty good. Her pussy hole
was wide open.
I started laughing my ass off. I just thought it was
funny how LEAK punishes the mind and the body. Then I
really started laughing my ass off when I thought about
who first used the term LEAK to describe Angel Dust. Was
it because, if you got a good bag of dust, the chemicals
would leak threw the bag? Or was it because, this is what
happens to a female victims pussies after she has been
fucked under its influence.
Before I left Vicki's house that day. I fucked her again,
this time doggie style and filled her cunt with another
thick load. I fucked her pussy so much that afternoon
that her pussy started to loosen up and get real sloppy.
The whole time I was fucking her doggie style her asshole
seemed to be winking at me, it seemed to be calling my
name.
I pulled my cock out of her cunt and rammed it into her
fucking asshole. I pounded her asshole like I pounded her
pussy, with out fear and with no mercy. Her ass was a lot
tighter then her pussy. The rim of her ass hole would
close down around the base of my cock send me close to
the edge. I loved the power and the feelings I was
getting each time plunged my cock in to her bowels. I
knew I would be blasting off soon.
I pulled my cock out of her ass and quickly flipped her
pitiful, lifeless body on her back. I brought my cock up
to her face and shot my load all over her face and chest.
Thick white fluid shot of my cock all over my light
skinned Zombie. I laughed as I used my cock like a
paintbrush to spread my venom all over Vicki's face and
lips.
It was almost 4:00 in the afternoon. I had a half hour to
get things half way back to normal. I got dressed and
packed up my gear. I ran into the bathroom and got a
small towel. I moistened the towel and cleaned Vicki up.
She had cum all over her face, chest and cum was still
leaking out of her pussy. I put Vicki's panties/bikini
bottoms back on. And carried her to her bedroom.
The clock was ticking and I had to move faster. I then
ran downstairs back to the pool. I found the rest of the
joint and the canister with my special blend and put it
in my pocket. I grabbed Vicki's little bag and put her
original canister and her rolling papers back in it. I
bolted upstairs to put her stuff next to her in her room.
I didn't want her parent to come home and find her
paraphernalia on the deck.
When I got back up stairs Vicki was not in the same
position I had placed her in. She was curled up on her
side in the fetal position sleeping like a baby. She was
actually snoring. I was still feeling cocky. I walked up
to her bent down and kissed her on the cheek. I took one
last look at her cause I knew this was the last time I
would ever be this close to sexy little neighbor.
I just made it back home when I heard my father's car
pull into our driveway. While he was parking the car I
took my videotape out of his Video camera and placed it
back in its case in his room.
They next few hours I spent lying in my bed staring at
the ceiling. I was emotionally and physically drained. I
didn't even come down for dinner. I just passed out and
went to sleep. I was so fucking tired, I didn't wake up
until about 11am Saturday morning. The first thing I did
was look out my window. Mr. And Mrs. Livingston were just
coming out on their deck. Everything seemed pretty
normal. I open my window to see if I could hear any
thing.
"Is Vicki going to come out of her room today," said Mr.
Livingston.
Mrs. Livingston replied, "She said she'll be down later.
She's not feeling Well."
Hearing her say that gave me a little relief. Vicki had
survived her encounter me. This all happened over ten
years ago. That Sunday, I got into a big fight with my
father and my mother. I packed up my shit and went back
to Brooklyn. I'm 25 years old now; I have a wife and 2
kids. My Wife tapped me on my thigh and asked me what was
wrong as we drove to my parent house. I spoke to my
parent last week for the first time in ten years. I also
haven't been back to Westchester since then. I told my
wife that I was just a little nervous about seeing my
parents.
It was a little awkward when we arrived but when my
parent saw my kids and my beautiful wife it seemed like
ten years of anger just disappeared. While my wife and
kids got to know my parent's I snuck upstairs to my old
bedroom. The first thing I did was look out of my window
into the backyard of the Livingston's. And there she was
standing by her pool with her back to me. I knew it was
her cause I would never forget that ass. Then a few
seconds later a tall White guy came out of her house. He
walked up to her and said,
"Dinners ready honey.. come on inside."
He walked up to her and kissed her on the cheek. When
Vicki turned around her stomach looked huge. She looked
like she was pregnant. She also looked happy and I was
happy for her. She looked up at my window. She locked her
eyes into mine. I could feel the blood rush to my head.
Her eyes froze me.
It was the first time in ten years that I have actually
seen her face. I have only seen those eyes stare at me in
my nightmares. In my nightmares her eyes blind me, in my
dreams there're bright white and glow. That's been the
image I have lived with for the past ten years.
The memories of that Friday afternoon have cursed and
haunted me for 10 fucking years. This time it was for
real and I wasn't dreaming. My heart started beating. I
was terrified. Vicki then raised her hand, smiled and
waved at me. I raised my hand and waved back.
Her waiving at me made me feel good. It gave me relief.
In my twisted mind, I took her smile and her wave as a
gesture of forgiveness. Think what you want my friends,
but that's how I felt. I went into my old closet. Under a
pile of boxes was a loose floorboard where I used to hide
shit from my parents. I moved the boxes and lifted the
loose board. Everything was there exactly the way I left
it ten years ago.everything was there, except for the
Videotape.
The End
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Network. Do not promote rape or drugging people. This is
just a story and nothing else. It is intended for mature
adults only. Peace. And May God Have Mercy on all of our
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