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Story title : Olympic Ordeal - Downhill Skiing
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Olympic Ordeal - Downhill Skiing (MF, intr, rp, v)
by Black Demon (natas@aloha.net)
***
Everyone in the arena stood and applauded as the
beautiful Ms. Robin Mills stepped up onto the top podium
to receive the gold medal she had won. Her grace and
speed on the snow of the downhill slopes had her easily
outdistancing her opponents and in the process, Robin
shattered the existing world and Olympic records. A
tremendous applause greeted the beautiful young woman
with her long blonde hair flowing down to her shoulders.
Peering through a high-powered binoculars, in the
stands, was a leering and lusting fanatical fan. He had
watched her in competition many times but this was the
first opportunity of viewing the blonde beauty for a
lengthy time when she was not wearing that helmet and
goggles that covered her head and face. She looked so
beautiful with her silky blonde hair, so sexy to the
peering Marcus Pryor.
The binoculars were focused on the blonde angel that had
so many friends, one whom everyone admired and
applauded. Behind that same pair of binoculars was one
who had no friends at all and whom everyone referred to
as a 'total loser'. What Marcus desired most was to
sample the pleasures of life that always passed him by,
especially having seen how the white boys had all the
luck. He was determined to change things, make his own
luck and what a better way to start that change by
claiming the ultimate prize, the beautiful Ms. Robin
Mills.
Marcus knew that what he had in mind would put him
behind bars if the crime was reported and he was caught.
But he was certainly going to try, regardless of the
consequences. Once Robin Mills had won the gold, he
swapped shifts with another fellow so that he could see
her on top of the podium in her ultimate glory. Peering
at the lovely blonde waving to the crowd, his cock gave
a twitch of excitement, for the beautiful prize that he
now gazed upon was certainly worth the risk.
Standing atop the podium, Robin waved to the cheering
crowd and in particular to her boyfriend who was seated
in the third row of section J. She felt as if she was
truly on the top of the world, having dedicated herself
to the sport for the past few years without out leaving
her much time for anything else. Seeing her handsome
boyfriend in section J, she smiled at him and thought
now of becoming Mrs. Jason Chambers. She could not
believe how patient and supportive Jason had been over
all these years while she constantly trained.
Other than kissing and some light petting, Robin had
always fought the urge to give in to her handsome
boyfriend. A couple of times, she had even caressed his
manhood through his pants and nearly gave in to him
right then. So much in love were she and Jason that
Robin wanted to please him in any way possible, even
surrendering her virginity to him before they got
married. But with all that training and preparation
needed for the Olympics, Robin just did not want to
chance any change in her body, having heard it was often
quite painful when one loss her virginity.
Marcus had planned on being at the Olympics for over a
year, even moving to where the Olympics would be held so
he could get a menial job there. It turned out to be the
perfect job, working for one of the subcontractors that
would provide the employees at the Olympic games. To
prevent any type of trouble at the games, it had been
decided to have employees man the elevators to assure
that the athletes got to their floors safely. Also, such
a precaution would prevent any unauthorized person
without the proper identification card from gaining
entrance.
When Marcus learned that the building he would be
working at would house the various women's ski teams, he
began to obtain any magazine on the sport and also began
searching through the web. When he first came across a
photo of the beautiful Robin Mills, he stared at the
beauty and licked his lips as his cock gave a twitch in
response.
Doing his research on the blonde beauty, Marcus read
that she was one of the newest members on the Olympic
team and had great potential. Still, she was not
expected to medal as there were quite a few competitors
with far more competitive experience under their belts.
He clipped the page of her photograph, knowing he would
definitely want a crack at this little beauty if the
chance ever arose. Before setting the magazine aside, he
again licked his lips as he gazed upon her photo,
mouthing loudly "God, how I'd love to have this soft
little beauty squirming under me, screaming when I
'ruin' her good!"
Over the next few months, Marcus had surveyed all the
potential Olympic hopefuls that in all likelihood would
be competing at the games. He had found several
attractive prospects but none nearly as beautiful and
innocent looking as Ms. Robin Mills. Pulling out the
magazine that he kept close at hand, he turned open the
page of the lovely beauty. Many a night he had pulled
his pud to relieve the build up in his aching balls. Now
he was totally obsessed with this blonde beauty and
determined to get to know her intimately before the
games were over.
As the teams arrived and checked in, riding the elevator
up to their respective floors, Marcus's eyes were
immediately captivated at the sight of the lovely Robin
Mills. On that first occasion, the beauty was standing
right next to him, brushing him due to the team crowding
into the elevator. He thought he would cum in his pants
right then and there. Opening the door on the
appropriate floor, he watched as the team disbursed from
the elevator and the team members began looking for
their respective rooms. His heart was pounding as he
watched Robin enter the room nearest the elevator, then
he could breathe again when she closed the door behind
her.
Although he did not particularly like being out in the
cold snow, Marcus switched shift with others so that he
could take in the scheduled practice runs as well as the
days of competition. At the practice runs, he didn't pay
any attention to the other skiers but only concentrated
his view upon the lovely beauty. He would get as close
to the team as possible, just hoping to get a view of
his dream girl. Then, at the end of the last practice
session, he observed the blonde beauty holding hands
with some punk white boy as they held each other
closely.
That same day, as he headed home to the newsstand and
stopped as he observed a new magazine on display. On the
cover was his blonde obsession and he immediately bought
a copy of it. He couldn't wait to get to his apartment
so he could read all they had to say of the pretty
beauty. Gazing at the cover of the magazine, his cock
twitched in excitement, wanting to jerk off on her
beautiful face.
In his bathroom, standing over the toilet, Marcus
shuddered and groaned as his right hand shucked at his
throbbing black cock. In his left hand was the new
magazine, which he stared at intently. Loudly he moaned
"Oh, sweetie! I'm gonna make yeah mine! I swear, you're
gonna be squirming like crazy when I stick my black
prong up your tight little twat! Gonna make yeah scream,
baby! Oh, yeah, baby ..... gonna cum ..... yeah gonna
get this hot load right in your twat soon! Ah, GOD .....
ahhhhhhhhhh!" Spurt after spurt of hot thick cum
splashed into the toilet as Marcus unleashed his pent-up
lust.
Getting something to eat and recuperating from his
recent jackoff, Marcus then opened up the magazine to
look at all the photos of his dream girl and read the
article. Reading the article of this All-American
beauty, he could not help but to get another raging
hardon. At the end of the article, it indicated that she
had a steady boyfriend and hinted that it would become a
more permanent thing once the games were over. Marcus
surmised that the white boy she was holding hands with
that day was that 'lucky SOB'. Then he smiled and
snickered to himself 'Well, prick, maybe I'll just take
'lucky' out of that description when I get done with
your pretty little girlfriend - you fuck'n SOB!'
After the first run of the women's downhill competition,
Robin Mills amazed everyone and was in 4th place, behind
the favorites but far ahead of what had been anticipated
of her. Marcus had been at the competition to cheer her
on throughout her downhill run. Everyone on the team
congratulated her on her performance but it was obvious
that she was disappointed in herself for getting off to
a slow start on the first turn.
Marcus was on hand near the finish line to see the young
beauty post one of the fastest times of the competition,
putting her right within striking distance from the
leaders. He edged himself through the crowd and was
standing very close to the beauty when her time was
posted. He watched as she jumped with joy and into the
arms of her boyfriend, who then gave her a deep
passionate kiss. A twinge of jealousy set in as he
watched the white prick kissing the girl of his dreams.
Security was well provided for the athletes and
policemen were located throughout the grounds. However,
with the tremendous crowds at each event, not all crime
could be prevented. Jason Chambers had just watched his
girlfriend put on a tremendous performance in her run
and he was then there to greet her at the finish line.
As Robin would be spending the night out with her
teammates, he had bid her goodbye and was off to take in
some of the city sights.
So preoccupied with his thoughts of Robin, Jason did not
see what hit him when he turned the corner. The next
thing Jason knew, he was lying on the snow-covered
ground, his face aching where he had been brutally
struck. Next he felt hands at his back pocket removing
his wallet. Then he saw red and groaned loudly as his
assailant kicked him hard in the crotch. About ready to
pass out in the snow, he thought he heard a gruff voice
say "Punk! That's what you get for making a play on my
girl!"
Pulling himself up in the snow, Jason groaned as he
tried to stand up, his crotch aching badly from the
brutal kick. Picking up his wallet, he found that all
his cash had been stolen from it. He couldn't understand
what the assailant had said to him, especially since he
and Robin had going together for years and he had never
made a play on any other girl. Jason then figured it was
a case of mistaken identity that he had been singled
out.
Back in his apartment, Marcus smiled as he counted the
$800 that he had taken off that young punk. It had given
him great satisfaction when his thick boot had made
contact with the punk's groin. "Fucker! That oughta
teach yeah! That sweet little honey is mine ..... all
mine! Yeah can have her when I'm done with her! Gonna
'ruin' that pretty little thing for yeah, punk! She
ain't even gonna feel your lousy prick when I'm done
with her!" he cussed out loud.
*
The next day, Marcus watched as Robin Mills surprised
everyone at the games by posting an unbelievable speed
in her run, shattering both the World and Olympic
records in the process. Marcus applauded along with the
crowd as the board lit up, confirming that indeed the
young beauty had won the gold. He had seen her was
located where her boyfriend was standing and had
positioned himself a few feet away from him. Marcus
watched as the young beauty run towards the white punk
and threw herself into his arms.
Marcus wanted to laugh as the young punk groaned loudly,
obviously in pain from the beating he had taken the day
before. He heard the young beauty inquiring as to what
was wrong and overheard him begin to tell her of his
getting cold cocked. Her boyfriend obviously had kept
things to himself, not wanting to distract his beautiful
girlfriend before her run for the gold.
With the downhill competition over, Marcus headed back
to the Olympic housing complex to start work on the
shift he had swapped for in order to see the final of
the women's downhill. He would now have to work till
midnight before being relieved. As he left the
competition, Marcus turned to look at the lovely beauty
one last time, knowing she'd definitely be out partying
that night to celebrate her accomplishment.
Nearing midnight, Marcus opened the elevator at the
ground floor. He swallowed deeply and his cock gave a
mighty twitch. There was the beautiful Ms. Robin Mills
and her punk boyfriend, both obviously feeling the
effects of celebrating throughout the night. The
boyfriend was arguing with the security guard, saying he
wanted to merely escort his fiancee to her room.
Marcus overheard the punk try to explain that they had
been out celebrating the gold along with their
engagement, that he would be right down after seeing his
girlfriend to her room. But the security guard advised
him that without an athlete's security card, he was not
allowed onto the elevator. Marcus then stuck his head
out and spoke "Don't worry sir, I'll personally see to
it that Ms. Mills gets safely to her room!"
Once the elevator closed, Marcus congratulated the young
beauty for winning the gold and asked if she was wearing
it. It was obvious that the young beauty had been out
partying and had consumed a lot of alcohol as she was
unsteady on her feet. He heard her giggle and nod that
she indeed was wearing it. "Can I see it?" he asked
politely. He saw her unzip her heavy ski jacket and
withdrew the gold metal, holding it in her left hand
that also sparkled with the large diamond ring on her
finger.
On her floor, Marcus pressed the emergency stop button
as he escorted the young beauty to her door. As Robin
fumbled in her purse for her security room card key, she
stumbled a bit in unsteadiness.
"Here, let me help you open the door, Ms. Mills!" Marcus
advised, taking the card from her petite hand, touching
her soft fingers in the process. Opening the door and
turning the knob, Marcus held the door open for the
young beauty then said, "Goodnight, Ms. Mills! Sleep
tight!" Closing the door shut, Marcus went back into the
elevator, releasing the emergency stop button as he
slipped the room card key into his shirt pocket.
At exactly midnight, Marcus greeted the guy scheduled to
relieve him. He knew that once he had left the building,
he would not be able to regain entry without questions
being asked as the security guard would check his name
and the time of his next shift. But security was lax in
checking the departure time of personnel working the
elevators of the building, as compared to the maids and
maintenance people that served the rooms between 9 a.m.
and noon.
All others were closely scrutinized as to time of
arrival and departure. The employees handling the
elevators were not given such close scrutiny due to some
overlap in shifts. Thus, Marcus told his reliever that a
couple of the athletes whom he had befriended invited
him to party with them once his shift was over.
Getting off on the ninth floor, Marcus deliberately
walked past the door to Robin Mills' room was located,
waiting to hear the elevator doors close behind him.
Once the elevator was gone, he looked about to see that
no once was about. Having seen the condition of the
young beauty when he had escorted her to the room and
considering the length of time that had lapsed, he
suspected that she would now be sound asleep. Slowly and
quietly, he backtracked to her door and opened it
quietly.
Seeing there was not light on, his assumptions had been
correct. Quickly, he slipped into the darkened room and
secured the door behind him.
When he had opened the door for the young beauty
earlier, she had switched on the light as she entered
the room. Marcus had made it a point to then survey the
layout of the room and knew exactly where her bed was
located. A thrill coursed throughout his body in
anticipation of what lay ahead. He could not believe
that he was now in the room of the beautiful Robin
Mills, who now lay on her bed fast asleep and totally
unaware of his presence.
Quickly and quietly, Marcus began to get out of the
uniform that he had been provided. He then shucked at
his ever growing cock, thinking to himself 'Oh, baby!
Its 'ol Marcus' turn to strike gold now! Got me the
prettiest little golden blonde in this here Olympic
games! Oh, sweetie, saw how yeah maneuvered your sexy
little body down that course, zigzagging around all the
obstacles with your ski poles! Wanna see how that sexy
little body squirms around the ski pole I got for yeah!'
Standing still so as not to bump into anything, Marcus
waited till his eyes adjusted to the darkness. Blinking,
his eyes slowly got adjusted and with a bit of moonlight
coming through the thin curtains, he could make out the
outline of the bed. All the while, he was shucking at
his throbbing cock, waiting in anticipation of touching
the soft white beauty with the golden hair. With his
eyes now readjusted to the darkness, he slowly made his
way across the short distance to the bed where his dream
girl lay.
Then Marcus made his move, clamping a hand over the
sleeping beauty's mouth as he covered the petite body
with his heavy bulk. "Mmmpffffff ..... mmmmpfffff!" came
the muffled screams from the frightened young beauty as
he lay upon her, with only her nightgown and blanket
separating their bodies. Marcus felt a shudder course
through the beauty's tiny frame as he lay upon her,
feeling a shudder of pleasure coursing throughout his
own body in response.
Leaning forward, his face touched her soft smooth cheek,
then he nuzzled at her soft tender ear. "So many reasons
for the pretty Robin Mills to celebrate on this big day!
First the gold medal, then a bright and shiny diamond
ring, now a big black cock to end this special day!"
As he expected, Marcus felt her struggle and squirm
under him when he announced just what a prize he had in
store for her. He knew by telling her all that, also by
his voice, she would know who he was but he really
didn't care. In fact, he wanted her to know it was he,
the lowly black elevator operator, daring her to call
the police and report the crime he was about to commit.
Robin was in a panic, struggling with all her might, but
the heavy bulk upon her was just impossible for her to
move. The blanket over her served to prevent her from
scratching out at her assailant. She was struggling,
trying desperately to get her arms free, wanting to
scratch this man and get him off of her. 'Oh, God .....
no ..... no ..... no ..... this can't be happening to
me! It's a nightmare ..... I'll wake up in a moment!
Please God, let this be a nightmare!' her mind told her.
Pinned to the bed by her heavy assailant, Robin could
only shiver in fright, unable to put up any kind of
fight. Tears welled and flowed from her eyes, muffled
sobs wracking her body, feeling her assailant's free
hand caressing the outline of her body through the
blanket and nightgown. Fear set in as her assailant
advised her not to scream or she'd be hurt badly. She
shuddered as the hand now slipped under the blanket,
touching her thigh through her thin nightgown.
Marcus followed up with another threat, telling the
frightened beauty "Gonna hurt yeah bad if yeah scream
when I take my hand off yer mouth! Yeah scratch me and
ya'll be sorry, bitch!" As the pressure of his hand was
eased from her covered mouth, Marcus felt his cock
twitch as there was no scream but instead the beauty
broke into frightened sobs. The sobs increased and got
louder as he now was thumbing both of her stiffened
nipples through the thin fabric of her thin nightgown.
"Please ..... please, mister ..... please don't hurt
me!" Robin sobbed in fear, her body shivering from the
unwanted pleasure created by the thumbs fingering her
sensitive nipples. "Please ..... please stop .....
please don't touch me ..... like that! Oh, please .....
NO! Please ..... I just got engaged! Please ..... I
..... I've never ..... never been ..... with a man
before!" she whimpered.
Marcus couldn't believe what he had just heard, a beauty
at this age still a virgin was unheard of in the
neighborhood he came from. He knew the beauty had taken
his threats seriously as she tried to push him off her
body now that her hands were free but she didn't dare
scratch at him. Marcus enjoyed the fight she was putting
up, making it that much more enjoyable for him than to
have a bitch that just lay there dead to the world.
With both hands, Marcus caressed her tender young flesh,
excited at the thought of possessing this innocent young
beauty. He just loved the way she squirmed as he played
with her breasts, touching her stiff sensitive nipples
as she squirmed about on the bed. Taunting the young
beauty, Marcus whispered in her ear "I've got yeah an
engagement present for yeah, sweetie! Something I'm sure
yer always gonna remember this special day by! Yeah got
the gold and a diamond today! Now yeah gonna get
something big and black!"
Trembling in fear, the innocent young beauty sobbed
uncontrollably as Marcus had her thin nightgown bunched
up at her waist, then pushed the garment up further to
bare her body. Letting the heavy gold metal slip through
the neckline, Marcus pushed the garment over her head,
then pulled her resisting arms out of it. As his hands
went down to the waistband of the lacy panties, the
innocent beauty began sobbing hysterically, and she
trashed out with her legs in an attempt to prevent its
removal.
Forcing the squirming beauty's thighs apart, Marcus got
his throbbing cock into place, rubbing his oozing
cockhead up against her womanhood. Pushing forward, he
forced his thick cockhead between her tight dry
cuntlips, hearing her cry out in fear. Again and again
he pushed his hips forward, but only another inch of his
cock was able to penetrate the sobbing beauty. Grasping
her trim hips tightly, Marcus got ready to deflower the
innocent young beauty.
"Ohhhh, please ..... no, pleaseeeee ..... it hurts .....
it hurts ..... please NO ..... STOP ..... STOP!" Robin
pleaded. "Please ..... please stop ..... please, I'm
saving myself for my wedding day! Please don't spoil
it!" she whimpered.
Sobbing in humiliation, the awful pain between her legs
hurting so badly, Robin could only wonder 'Oh, God! What
can I tell Jason? Oh, he'll never want to even touch me
ever again, not when he learns that I'm not a virgin as
he expected! That I've been raped ..... raped by an evil
black man!'
Clamping one hand firmly over her mouth, his other arm
wrapped around her trim waist to keep her from squirming
too much, Marcus then slammed forward with a brutal
thrust.
"Mmmmmmpppfffhhhhhh ..... mmpppfffhh ...... mmpppfffhh!"
came the muffled screams from the agonized beauty.
It was music to Marcus' ears, loving her muffled screams
and squeals as he stuck it to her. His body shuddered
with pleasure, knowing he had just popped her precious
cherry, feeling the warm thick liquid now coating his
invading cock.
Only half way in, Marcus withdrew a bit to coat his cock
in her cherry juice, then slammed forward with all his
might.
"Mmmmpppfffhhhhhh ..... mmpppfffhh ..... mmpppfffhh!"
came the muffled cries of anguish. Buried in the sobbing
beauty, feeling her quiver in pain, he threatened her
"Gonna take my hand off your mouth now! Scream and
that'll be your last!"
"Ohhhhhhh ..... please ..... oh, please ..... stop .....
stop please! It hurts ...................it hurtsssssss
so bad!" Robin sobbed in pain. Her demented rapist only
laughed, his cock fully imbedded into her, having
claimed her virginity that she was saving for Jason.
She sobbed as her evil rapist taunted her "Oh, sweetie!
Yeah got the gold and the diamond! But I got something
even more precious ..... your sweet little cherry! Tell
that white boy yer engaged to that yeah got 'ruined' by
a big black buck! Since I jest copped the cheery that
belonged to him, I'm gonna give him something in return
..... a little bouncing black bundle of joy!"
Never before had Robin ever felt such sensations
coursing through her, unable to understand what was
taking place within her body. She felt her rapist's hand
near her sex, rubbing his finger up against her
sensitive slit as he continued to rape her, slicing in
and out of her aching body.
"Oh ..... oh ..... ohhhhhhh ..... oh, God .....
ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she as the combination of his finger
and raping cock were driving her out of her mind.
"Ohhhhhhhh ..... OH GOD ...... ohhhhh .....
nooooooooooo, what's
happening to me! Oh, God ..... oh, God ...... don't let
me feel this way!" she gasped, her muscles now squeezing
around the thick raping cock that was buried deep in her
body.
"Oh, God ..... oh, God ..... what ..... what's happening
..... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed as her body
convulsed in a mind-shattering orgasm, collapsing back
onto the bed and blacking out momentarily.
Startled by a slap on her face, she awoke in a panic,
pinned to the bed with her heavy assailant still upon
her and his cock buried to the hilt. As the heavy body
began to rock upon her, her rapist's monstrous cock
slicing in and out of her aching slit, Robin sobbed as
her body unconsciously reacted and caused her to wrap
her legs around her rapist.
"Oh, God ..... oh, God! No ..... NO ..... NOOOOO!" she
groaned. Then she felt the thick organ within her body
begin to pulse and throb madly, bringing to mind the
awful consequences of what this horrible rape could
bring about.
Marcus chuckled as he heard the raped beauty sobbingly
plead "Oh, God ..... please ..... no! No ..... please,
no ..... no ..... please don't cum in
me ..... please! Please ..... you ..... you'll get me
pregnant!"
Here was the innocent young beauty lying under him, just
engaged to be married on this day, her hands pushing at
his chest to get him off but at the same time her legs
were tightly wrapped around his ass.
"Ohhhhh, sweetie! Cumming on another man's cock on the
very day you got engaged to your fiancee! Gonna tell
that punk of yers how yeah creamed on a big black cock?
That yeah got 'ruined' on the day yeah got engaged!"
Marcus taunted, slicing his raping cock into her again
and again. Fingering her sensitive clit as he humped
into her, he felt her body quiver again, exactly as she
did earlier.
"Ohhhhh ..... ohhhhhhh ..... ohhhhhhhh!" came the groans
beneath him as he continued to slam into her.
Hearing her loud groans, feeling her body shudder and
quiver, Marcus knew that he had her cumming again.
Grasping her trim hips, he slammed into her tender body,
taunting "Oh, sweetie ..... gonna make that little white
belly of yers swell up soon! Gonna fill yeah up with my
black baby juice! Gonna knock up the beautiful gold
metal winner! Now to give yeah the real prize for the
night! Ahhhhh ..... baby ..... ahhhhhhhhhh!"
Marcus slammed forward, burying himself deeply in the
sobbing beauty, unleashing his hot potent jism right in
her fertile womb.
Two hours after entering the room, Marcus peered out the
doorway to make sure no one was around. He had emptied
his vile lust in the body of the innocent beauty another
two times before finally lifting himself off the sobbing
beauty. He knew she wouldn't dare report this rape,
especially with her status in the media at this point.
The embarrassment of anyone knowing or finding out that
she had been raped and 'ruined' would be just too much
for her to endure. That, plus what would her fiancee of
just a day say if he learned that his precious gem was
already tarnished.
Curled up in a fetal position, Robin sobbed as her
rapist had finally departed from her room. Less than
twelve hours ago, she had been so proud to have the gold
medal placed around her neck and had told her fiancee
that she would not remove it for at least a day. She had
been true to her word as it was the only thing that she
had on at that very moment. Things were so different on
this night: wearing the gold medal; wearing the diamond
ring that Jason gave her; while thick slimy cum oozing
out of her raped body.
*
When he returned to work the next afternoon, with the
closing ceremonies set for that night, Marcus learned
that quite a few of the athletes had already moved out
of the complex. While operating his elevator, several of
the ski team members boarded the elevator to go down to
the ground floor. It was then that he overheard one team
member mention to another that Robin Mills had moved out
early that morning to spend the day with her family and
fiancee, that she'd be meeting them at the closing
ceremonies.
Then that team member indicated that he was surprised at
Robin's decision to move out as she had indicated she
wanted to stay and cheer on the other athletes. Another
team member then indicated that it was probably the
media attention getting to her once she had won the
gold. Marcus smiled, knowing the real reason why the
lovely beauty moved out of the complex, knowing that he
was the reason for her sudden departure.
Through his binoculars, Marcus observed the Olympic team
entering the stadium. Finding and focusing his sights on
the lovely Robin Mills, he could see her walking a bit
gingerly, grimacing at times when she took a step. Once
the closing ceremonies were over, the athletes all
celebrated and Marcus watched as pretty Robin Mills ran
toward the stands and into the arms of her fiancee. He
laughed as he watched the young punk embrace the girl he
proposed to just a day ago, not suspecting that his
precious little gem had been 'ruined' and tarnished
forever.
Two days later, with the Olympic village empty, Marcus'
employment came to an end as the village was closed down
as scheduled. Getting his final paycheck from the
employment office, he got his gear packed into his car,
ready to move on. Looking at his road map to the city
circled, Marcus got onto the highway headed east, to the
city where Robin Mills resided.
Getting into town, Marcus searched about and found as
cheap of a place as possible near where his dream girl
lived. That first weekend, he took in the parade
honoring the lovely Robin Mills and her accomplishments
at the Olympic games. He saw her seated atop he backseat
of a convertible, waving at the cheering crowd that had
come out to honor her. Stepping out front onto the
street, he smiled and waved at the young beauty. He was
delighted in seeing that she recognized him from the
Olympic village, seeing the look of fright that came
over her face once she saw him.
That night, Robin took Jason out to his favorite
restaurant to celebrate his birthday. At the restaurant,
Robin encouraged her loving fiancee to have his favorite
gin martini, telling him that she would handle the drive
home. Then she encouraged Jason to have another martini
with dinner. When dinner was over and the young couple
was preparing to depart, Robin's fiancee had consumed
three martinis and was obviously feeling the effects.
As Robin made the drive to her townhouse, located a mile
from both Jason's apartment and her parents' home, she
helped her staggering fiancee up the stairs. She felt a
bit guilty in that she had purposely encouraged Jason to
have the third martini, wanting him to be in this state
of intoxication. For his birthday, she had planned on
surrendering herself to him as his birthday present, yet
she wanted him in his current condition so he would not
realize that she was really faking the lost of her
virginity to him.
Early the next morning, Robin lay embraced in the arms
her fiancee, eyes wide open as she awaited for Jason to
awaken. She thought back to the evening, when Jason had
thrust himself into her and she had faked her groan and
cry of pain, telling him that 'it hurts so bad'. It had
obviously been convincing as Jason had stopped
immediately, apologizing for hurting her.
When Jason awoke from his deep sleep, he once again
apologized for hurting her so badly. Robin gave him a
deep kiss, telling him that she was happy that he was
'the one who finally made her a woman'. Then she lied
and added "I'm so glad I put a towel under me so the
sheets wouldn't get any bloodstains on it! When you were
sleeping, I cleaned the blood off you too!"
Once her fiancee departed, Robin breathed a sigh of
relief, knowing that her plan had gone well and now she
would not have to worry about Jason learning of her
virginity not being intact. All of her plans had gone
off well without a hitch.
Yet, there was one thing bothering her, one that she
could not shake from her mind. She just could not get
over the lack of stamina that her fiancee had in
lovemaking, expending himself in her with only a dozen
or so thrusts, then falling fast asleep. She chastised
herself whenever the thought of a physical comparison
was made of Jason's manhood as compared to the one that
she had experienced on that horrible night.
From that night on, it seemed that all Jason wanted was
more lovemaking. With them scheduling the wedding just a
couple months away, Robin did not want to deprive him of
the physical pleasures, especially since she had
initiated things and they would soon be man and wife.
But Jason's lovemaking just did not improve from that
first night when he was quite intoxicated. She found
that when he did not have anything to drink, he came
even quicker, once even cumming in her hand as she was
trying to get him fully stiff.
With the numerous interviews with all the local news
stations and national magazines, her accomplishment at
the Olympics along with her engagement got Robin a lot
of attention and she became the envy of the entire city.
The hotels and resorts throughout the state were
offering huge discounts to have Robin select their
establishment as the location where she and her fiancee
would have their wedding reception.
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Robin was surprised to get a letter from the president
of a limousine service, congratulating her on winning
the gold and indicating that a limousine would be at her
disposal on from the day she got married through the end
of her honeymoon.
The letter went on to advise that a company's chauffeur
would be provided with the limo and there was absolutely
to charge to her nor did the company expect any
publicity in return. This was something the company
wanted to give to her for bringing home the gold. Robin
was excited, showing the letter and the accompanying
color brochure to Jason.
With the wedding approaching, Robin was quite concerned,
wondering if something was wrong with her. She just
could not get any satisfaction at all in her lovemaking
with Jason, who just could not last very long before
expending himself and immediately falling into a deep
sleep. She wondered if their lovemaking would ever
improve, wondered is she was doing the right thing in
marrying Jason.
She felt so guilty in thinking about their last tryst in
lovemaking, recalling how she had closed her eyes and
pretended that she was back in the Olympic village, how
fantastic the feeling was to achieve an orgasm. She
shivered in recalling how she had pictured the face of
the man who ran the elevator, the man she saw waving to
her at the parade, the man who had stolen her virginity.
In the morning of the big day, Robin and the girls in
her wedding party were getting dressed at her townhouse.
Robin and her maid of honor were planning on leaving for
the church once the limo arrived and the girls would
follow a bit later. There was actually a lot of time
before the wedding was to commence but Robin was
naturally nervous and wanted to get to the church early.
When the doorbell rang, one of the girls announced that
the limo had arrived. As the maid of honor and bride
came out of the bedroom, the maid of honor could see
that the bride was visibly shaking and asked "Are you
okay, Robin?" Robin nodded her head in response, then
replied "Jan, since we're quite early, would you mind
going with the other girls? I just want to be alone in
my thoughts! I'll make use of the free limo and take a
scenic drive before going to the church! I'll be sure to
get there before you girls!"
Sitting nervously in the back of the limo, Robin
fidgeted in her seat, watching as the limo pulled into
the entrance to the parking lot of a large office
building. With this being the weekend, the building was
basically deserted except for a few cars. Then, on the
5th floor of the parking garage, there were absolutely
no cars on the floor. Robin shivered as the limo parked
at the very far end of the floor, far from where the
elevator was located.
Robin watched as the limo driver opened the driver's
door and took off his cap, tossing it onto the driver's
seat. She continued to watch as the driver's black
jacket followed the cap, then watched at the driver took
off his bow tie. She swallowed as the driver began to
unbutton his white shirt, baring his muscular black
chest.
When the door to the back of the limo was being opened,
Robin gathered the bottom of her wedding gown up as she
lay back onto the soft leather seat. She shivered as
large black hands grasped the bottom of her wedding
gown, pushing the bulky material up towards her waist.
She closed her eyes and shivered again, feeling her lacy
white panties being drawn down over her trim waist, down
her legs and off her heels.
'Yes, indeed, it was well worth the price of having that
computer nerd design that fancy brochure and letterhead!
Costly just to print up a couple of each item but the
prize sure was worth it!' thought Marcus Pryor as he
undid his pants to the chauffeur's uniform. He had taken
the job of driving a limo for a company with a lot of
cars. Having befriended the owner of the company, he
learned that the owner was willing to rent the limo to
him if he needed it to do a personal job on his own
time. Thus, he had rented the limo cheaply from the
owner for the week of Robin's wedding and honeymoon,
taking off work for this period of time.
Had anyone gotten out of the elevator on the 5th floor
and approached the parked limo, it would have been
readily apparent that someone was inside. Even with the
wide base and length of the vehicle, it had not been
designed for the activity now taking place on the back
seat. The limo was built to be soundproof when all the
windows were properly closed and it proved quite
accurate.
Otherwise, the empty parking garage would have echoed
the loud moans, "Yes ..... yes ..... fuck me ..... fuck
me ..... fuck me on my wedding day! Oh, God ..... oh,
God ...... yes ..... yes ..... I ..... I'm CUMMING! Yes
..... yes ..... squirt it in me ..... cum in me! Knock
me up with your black baby!"
Just as the maid of honor and bridesmaids were exiting
their vehicle, the limo pulled up right behind them. As
the chauffeur opened the door for her, Robin put her
gloved hand into the chauffeur's extended hand as he
assisted her out.
"Oh, Robin! That scenic drive must have done the trick!
You look so relaxed and radiant now!" the maid of honor
advised. "I'll be waiting out here once the ceremony is
over, ma'am!" the chauffeur then advised politely.
Moving the limo into a shaded spot, Marcus watched as
the bride-to-be and the girls in the bridal party
departed into the church to make their final
preparations. Then he observed another car pull up
carrying the groom and groomsmen.
From his coat pocket, Marcus withdrew a white cloth and
held it to his nose, inhaling deeply. "Hmmm, think these
belong to you, punk! Your precious little bride's
panties smell so damn good! Since I've got her panties,
you'll just have to get your face right up into your
pretty bride's furry little muff! You'll even get that
added fragrance of some nigger spunk, sucker!" he
laughed aloud.
Having taken the bridal couple from the church to the
fancy restaurant where the reception was to be held,
Marcus had a drink at the bar while waiting for the
reception to conclude. Then he was to drive the
newlyweds to the resort hotel where they would spend
their honeymoon.
As the bride and groom departed the reception, Marcus
opened the door for the newlyweds. "Mr. Chambers, your
lovely bride advised me earlier that your favorite drink
is a gin martini. There's a bottle of Tanguery for you
and I took the liberty of already pouring one for you.
Also, there's a glass of champagne poured for the lovely
bride!" he advised.
Dropping the bride and groom off at the front entrance
of the hotel to register, Marcus parked the limo nearby.
He watched and chuckled as the groom staggered up the
stairs, assisted by his lovely bride.
'With all the drinks you've had plus the spiked martini,
I hope you make it to the bridal suite!' he laughed to
himself. Getting the suitcases out of the trunk, he took
the luggage in. When the bellhop indicated he would
deliver the suitcases, Marcus advised him that the bride
and groom insisted that he not let the luggage out of
his possession. He smiled as he was then given
directions to the bridal suite.
Following his knock on the door to the honeymoon suite,
Marcus carried the two suitcases into the bedroom.
Passing the bridegroom, he grinned in seeing the young
punk passed out on the large sofa. Entering the bedroom,
as he was setting down the suitcases, he heard the
bedroom door being closed behind him.
Marcus turned and smiled as the lovely bride approached
him slowly, still dressed in her wedding gown and veil,
getting down onto her knees before him as she reached up
to undo his belt buckle.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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