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Rachel Startles Herself
by Obmuj (address withheld)
***
Rachel is 16 when she meets a handsome black man who
takes her to his house and teaches her all about sex.
Meanwhile, her mother Jessie who is a frustrated
housewife, tangles with a man while at a conference in
Las Vegas. Fate steps in and both become pregnant at
the same time, on different sides of the country. (MF,
M/F-teen, intr, 1st, ws)
***
The cute and pleasant looking 16-year-old girl was
still "pure" but wondered if she should give in to her
boyfriend's urgent needs. Rachel was what a father
would describe as the perfect daughter. She was not
overly beautiful, but she was a father's perfect little
girl and her mother's pride and joy. She was still a
virgin, although her parents didn't know that for
certain, but they assumed she was as she had never
dated seriously, that is until now.
Ritter, her boyfriend, had been pressuring Rachel about
having sex for a while now, but she had slapped him
when he tried to touch her breasts and when he had
reached under her skit and again when he had almost
placed his hand on her panty-covered sex. That time she
hit him in the face with her fist. They had been
sitting in front of her house in his car. She had
quickly gotten out of his Dodge pickup, slamming the
door, told him, "Don't ever call me again."
The front door of her house was open, and her parents,
Stan and Jessie Robinson, had heard the shout of their
daughter, and the slamming of the truck door, knew
something had caused their little girl to take such
action. When Rachel entered the house, she was smiling,
and walked over and kissed each of her parents on their
cheeks, and told them, "If Ritter calls, tell him I'm
not home and not to call here again."
Jessie looked at her daughter, and having experienced
sexual attempts when she was young, knew that her
daughter must have rebelled at Ritter's attempt at
something sexual. Glancing at her husband, she could
tell that Stan had evidently considered the actions a
teen thing. Stan had no idea what girls went through,
as he had been the perfect boy to date in high school.
In fact, she was the one, and she chuckled as she
recalled the fact, that took them into the back seat of
the car one night on a date, and she lost her virginity
to the only male she had ever known.
After losing her virginity, Jessie had given Stan no
chance to forget sex, and she would initiate the act
between them almost daily at times. And even now after
being married for nineteen years, she wanted sex at
least three or four times a week. Stan was getting to
be a problem, and Jessie had considered having an
affair more than once.
Jessie had gone on a trip to a training seminar for the
computer system the company she worked for was
installing, and had allowed a younger male, who was 25,
to undress her, and have oral sex with her 37-year-old
female body. When Al, had moved on top of her, and was
about to enter her sex, after he had gotten her off
with his tongue, she stopped him at the last moment.
Getting out of Al's hotel bed, Jessie was cursed
because she wouldn't let him have his pleasure. She ran
to her room, and cried over the fact she had cheated on
her husband, but she was frustrated in not having
enough sex from Al, her husband.
After Rachel went to her room, her cell phone rang, and
looking she saw it was Ritter calling. She simply
turned off the phone, and after a few minutes she
undressed and lay on her bed in only her panties. The
room was hot, as the summer night, was breeze-less, and
her room did not have an air-conditioning vent. Her
father had told her each summer he would hook up a vent
somehow for her room, but she still had none. With only
the small light on her night stand on, Rachel lay on
the bed, and turning on her phone, called her best
friend Krissy.
Rachel unloaded her problems with Ritter on her best
friend, and she listened as Krissy explained that maybe
she needed to loosen up a little. "No way, Krissy, I'm
not ready for sex, any kind of sex, and Ritter was so
rude, and grabbed between my legs, and attempted to
grab my sex, through my panties, and even asked me to
take them off!"
"Rachel, promise not to tell, but I finally allowed
Chuckie to touch me between my legs, and inside my
panties." Pausing for a moment, Krissy went on to tell,
"It was strange, and all that, but I got so excited -
you know what I mean - that my panties got soaking wet,
like I'd peed in them."
"You let him touch your thing, inside you pants,
weren't you scarred that he might want more," Rachel
asked in disbelief?
"At first I held his arm really tight in my hand, but
then I let him touch me, and Rachel - he wants me to
let him do you know what the next time we go out, and
that is Saturday night!" Listening to her friend,
Rachel heard with a strange feeling as her best friend
told her, "Girlfriend, I think I will let him do me,
and get it over with, heck I'm tired of being a virgin,
and all that crap."
"KRISSY, YOU'RE NOT SERIOUS," Rachel said loudly to her
friend, unknowing that her mother was standing outside
her bedroom door, hearing the conversation, and being
thankful that her daughter was not having sex, but that
her friend was evidently about to do so.
Returning back down the stairs, Jessie looked at Stan,
and asked him, "What say you and I go get between the
sheets and mess up the bed, just like in days of old"
"Not tonight, honey, maybe tomorrow night."
Rejected once more, Jessie wondered about the trip to
Las Vegas, she would be taking in two weeks to a
conference on aging. She walked back up stairs and
knocked on her daughter's open door, and asked if she
could speak with her.
For two weeks, Jessie had been unable to get Stan in
the mood for sex, and thinking back knew it had been a
month since they last had sex. When she arrived in Las
Vegas, the summer heat was oppressive, and she was glad
when she was safely in her cool hotel room on the
strip. For the next five days, Monday through Friday,
and she hoped the meeting ended early on Friday, as he
had her reservations to fly home at 4:00 P.M.
The first two days of the conference were like others
she had attend, too much information given out in a
short amount of time, and she had found it necessary to
read the booklets and papers nightly in her room. It
was Tuesday evening, and after the meetings, she had
returned to her room, showered and dressed in a slender
fitting red silk dress. Debating on wearing pantyhose,
she finally decided not to do so, and slipping on a
pair of low heels, she took the elevator down to the
lobby, and going to the front door of the casino, had
the doorman catch her cab, and she informed the taxi
driver to head for the pyramid.
Entering the massive building, she found her way to the
main dinning room, and after giving her name to the
maitre' d, she walked into the cocktail lounge and sat
at a small table and ordered a cocktail. When she was
about half through with her drink, she was told her
table was ready, and she walked into the dining room
and took a seat at a table next to one with two men
next to hers.
Over dinner, she found her steak New York strip was
perfect, and the potato was twice backed, but had some
type of exotic taste to it. The meal was excellent, and
as she was enjoying her coffee she became aware that
one of the men at the table next to hers had left. The
man who was still at the table smiled, and asked if she
was staying at the hotel?
After a few minutes, she accepted the invitation to
join the man for another cup of coffee, but she
suggested they set at her table, as hers wasn't messed
up on the other side from her. For several minutes they
enjoyed speaking to each other, and she discovered he
was from Seattle, and was an engineer for an aircraft
company. When he invited her to see the show in the
ballroom, as he had two tickets, she found herself
accepting.
After the show, and Jessie had allowed the man to hold
her hand over the table they were seated at during the
show, they walked into the casino, and played a few
video poker machines. They walked into one of the
cocktail areas, and sat at the bar. It was nearly
eleven, and Jessie said it was time for her to head
back to her hotel.
"May I join you?" Chet asked.
Jessie knew the implication of the question, but the
lack of sex by her husband, and his not accepting his
offer, made the 37-year-old wife think only for a
moment, then said, yes, that could be nice. Then she
walked with Chet to the taxi, and as they rode to her
hotel, she wondered what it would be like to have only
the second man in her life penetrated her body, and lay
between her legs? Can I really do this, will I seem
like someone who doesn't know how to have sex? Only my
husband has ever shown me what to do when we have sex,
and I really believe I showed him.
As they entered her room, Jessie was unsure what she
should do next, so she simply decided to just get it
over with, and hope it turned out good. Walking over to
the desk with a chair to work from, Jessie reached down
and pulled her dress up over her body, and after it was
off, laid it across the desk top. She had not worn a
bra or panties, and now she wondered if she had done so
in hopes of meeting someone just for this very thing?
"Like what you see, cause this is all me, and all I
have, Chet, and you will be only the second man in my
life I have been with, only my husband has taken me?"
"You're perfect, and I hope that you enjoy our time
together." As he spoke Chet undressed, and his eyes
were studying the firmly shaped body of Jessie. His
look told him she must be a 34-A cup on top, and her
hips could not be more than the same 34 inches around.
When she had her back toward him, Chet had seen
Jessie's hips were round and had no fat to them, and
appeared to be hard and her thighs had no sign of
cellulite. The legs on the woman were perfectly shaped.
To his surprise, he could see the brown kinky hair
growing across her lower stomach, stretched from one
thigh to the other, and he wondered if she ever trimmed
it, as it grew thickly down between her legs, and
alongside her labium.
Jessie watched as only the second man in her life, was
undressing, in front of her, as the man who had given
her oral sex, had not undressed. When her eyes took in
Chet pushing his boxers down over his hips, she could
not believe the size of the thick cock that was
starting to point out from his body. Good, will that
hurt, he is at lest half again the size of Stan, Jessie
wondered?
Not knowing what to do next, Jessie simply walked over
to the bed, turned down the covering, and lay on the
fresh sheet. Keeping her legs closed, she was surprised
when Chet sat down at the side of her legs, and
speaking softly, not exactly a whisper, but quietly,
asked, "Jessie, will you let me see your hair, I've
never seen so much hair between a woman's legs?" Then
as he looked, Chet told her, "My hair keeps hers almost
shaved off, except for the strip she has about two
inches wide, on her mons, but keeps it almost nude
along the lips."
Then Chet leaned over and kissed her mons. "Your
husband is a lucky man, and he must love this thick
blanket to rest his face on."
"I wish, it seems like he has lost interest lately, but
lets not speak of our spouses." Then Jessie reached out
and caught Chet's hand in hers, pulling him up over
her. Chet started sucking at her nipples, and he soon
was trying to get her each of her complete breasts in
his mouth as he nursed at her glands. Jessie felt
something that she had never experienced previously, as
she thought how Stan only sucked a little of her nipple
in his mouth, and then only for a brief moment. Now her
tits were being devoured by the man she had known for
just a few hours.
After a few minutes, Chet moved so he was between the
sleek and silky skinned thighs of the lovely woman, and
as the head of his penis brushed open the hairy-covered
lips of her sex, he made short moves in the edge of her
sex. He loved feeling her hips start to move, and when
he felt her getting extremely wet, he listened as she
sobbed out.
"Chet, oh Chet, I'm cumming, god I'm getting off, just
from your playing in the entrance, CHET, fuck me, don't
make me wait, and you're the first person to ever hear
me say fuck, but please, for god's sake fuck me."
"Augh, yes, oh god you're big, easy - damn, go easy,
you're thick and long, eyeeee, I'm cumming, oh fuck,
I'm cumming so fucking hard!" Jessie was beyond any
thought of cheating on her husband, she was filled with
a mighty cock, and the man was causing her to have
constant orgasm, and she could stop cumming and asking
him to fuck her.
Each time Chet was ready to ejaculate, and he would
stop moving, and when he did, the woman under him,
humped her body upward, for him to once more pound his
cock in and out of her sex. He wanted her to enjoy his
taking her, and he loved hearing her beg him to fuck
her. "Tell me what you want, tell me how you want me to
fuck you, tell me Pretty Lady, damn you're tight."
"Hell, I don't care how you fuck me, fuck me hard, oh
hell no, nooooo, I'm going to pee, I can't help it, god
Chet, I'm going to... no, I'm peeing, don't be mad, I
can't help myself. CHET, MY GAWD, I'M CUMING SO FUCKING
HARD, HARDER THAN I EVER HAVE OR COULD IMAGINE! NOW
CHET! OH HELL, OH, HELL! YESSSS!"
Chet had never experienced a woman urinating as she got
off, but he had listened to other men tell of
experiencing this once in a while. The feeling of the
hot urine on his body was overwhelming him, and he
loved feeling his cum leave his cock and entered the
body of the woman still thrashing under him as he rode
her as hard as he could. With her legs up on his
shoulders, he pounded his thick cock in and out of her
body. After he had drained his cum into her, he fell
over onto the bed, and lay back, trying to catch his
breath.
When he felt the woman, roll over and hug him in her
arms, and press her body against his as tightly as she
could, Chet moved his arms out and around her, and
looking in her eyes, told her, "You are the best fuck
I've ever had, Jessie, I thank you."
"Your welcome, and guess that is a compliment, but the
most unique one I've ever received." Then Jessie had to
know, "Chet, please don't laugh at me, but why do you
say I'm the best - the best fuck - you've ever had,
what made it so for you?"
"Woman, I have never had a woman who moved so much
under me, and I loved feeling the heels of your feet
striking and kicking my back, hips and legs, and when
your arms and legs were flailing about, then you let
down your pee, hell, woman, that was a first for me."
Then Chet spoke of how she felt gripping his hard-on,
and feeling her body move up and down as he moved in
and out of her, and then he told her, "I've never had a
woman ask me to fuck her as you did, and your pussy is
so tight, damn you're tighter than a virgin."
"Chet, you may not believe me, but I was telling the
truth, I have never uttered the word fuck until then, I
always hated the word and found it abhorrent when
someone spoke the word." Pausing for a moment in her
speaking, Jessie told him, "Chet, I have been taken so
deep and hard, that it made me pee, did you really like
that my doing that?"
Jessie told Chet about having only been with her
husband, and not having sex until she and Stan had done
it, that for the past months, he had no interest in
doing it with her, and finally she just had to have
sex. "Ands Chet, you can best believe you made up for
what I have been missing, and I also found out what a
large cock is like, you're big, aren't you?"
"Yeah, and guess what, I'm laying here with you and
look what has happened in the past thirty minutes, you
gave me another boner."
"How did I do that, but guess if I did, we should do
something about it, and Chet, can you show me how to do
doggie style?"
Laughing, Chet said he would love to do honor such a
request.
Jessie was a little upset at his finding humor in her
request, and told Chet. "Please, don't make fun of me,
but all I have ever done, is to lie on my back, and
when you put my legs up in the air, I became really
excited, so don't laugh at me, please?"
Then Chet was once more sucking the beaded nipples of
the firm breast of the woman, and moved his mouth down
and was soon licking and sucking her clitoris in his
mouth. Jessie was soon surprised as she felt Chet push
her legs up in the air, raising her hips from the bed.
When the snaking tongue moved across her anus, Jessie
at first felt it was only an accident. Then when the
tongue was once more pressing her opening, Jessie knew
it was intentional. Her moans and shuddering of her
body, let the man who now was trying to push the tip of
his tongue deep up her neither opening, understand she
was enjoying his oral stimulation.
"Chet, oh gawd, that feels so different, augh, you make
me feel as if I'm floating, I've never felt this
before."
Stopping for a moment, Chet asked, "Can I take you from
behind, have you ever experienced anal sex, Jessie, may
I butt fuck, you, please, let me?"
"Chet, I've never done it, but I will allow you, only
be gentle, you can do whatever you want to me,
anything?"
Within a few moments, Jessie was kneeling at the side
of the bed, on all fours on the mattress, with her hips
pointed toward the man she was going to allow to probe
up her butt. Slowly, and with easy moves, Chet moved
the thick head of his cock into the sphincter ring of
the woman's anus, and her cries were not telling him to
stop, but asking him to be gentle? "Oh, Chet, for
gawd's sake, Chet, don't stop," then he breached the
ring of muscle, and his cock head was lodged inside her
sphincter.
It was another couple of minutes, and Jessie felt the
massive cock had fully penetrated her butt, and she
could feel his pubic hair pressing against her hips and
the crack separating her buttocks. Jessie found it
necessary to take deep breaths, and though she tried,
she was unable to relax the tight grip her anal ring
had around the thick cock buried up her butt. Her voice
simply became grunts and groans, and over and over she
made the sounds, and every so often, begged Chet, "Fuck
my ass, oh gawd Chet, fuck me in my ass, aughhhh, oh,
fuck my ass?"
For the next three nights, and even during the day,
Jessie would find a way to have sex with Chet, and she
learned how to perform oral sex, and when Chet taught
her how to suck and chew his bag of nuts, she became so
adapt at the act, she could bring down his cum to
swallow in less than two minutes. After the last time
they had sex, Chet told her, "Jessie, having sex with
you, was like having sex with a virgin."
Unknown to Jessie, back home, Rachel had made a
startling discovery, and it was a complete shock when
she did. Rachel had gone to the mall, and none of her
friends could go, so she went alone. After walking the
mall for about an hour, Rachel had gone to the food
court and ordered some tacos and a soda. Finding a
table near the walkway, where she could watch the
people pass by, she sat down and commenced to eat her
snack.
Rachel watched the attractive, large man walking toward
the food court, and he was wearing a suit and carrying
a briefcase. As he walked passed her, he spoke, and
smiling at her, kind of winked at her. Wow, she
thought, he is really cute, and he is the most handsome
man I have ever seen. Her eyes followed the black man
as he moved over to the food vendor that sold the Cajun
style of food, and she could just make out his ordering
the food.
Last year in her French class, Rachel had made a class
project of studying the Cajun food, and also how they
had arrived in the United States. Rachel had learned
from reading about the people that they were French,
who had moved from the former French colony in Acadia,
Canada, now called Nova Scotia, and had settled in
southern Louisiana's bayou.
While watching the large man, Rachel felt a kindness
toward a black for the first time in her life, and she
wondered if it was because he was well dressed, and had
smiled at her? After paying for his food, he turned,
and as he did, he caught the attractive teenage girl
looking in his direction, and he walked across the food
court, and stopping at the table where Rachel was
seated, asked, "May I sit with you while I eat?"
The smile on his face made Rachel nervous, but not a
nervousness from fear, but from being attracted to the
large man. With a weak smile, the only type she could
get the muscles in her face to make, told the black
male, "Yeah, why not?" Then she said, "I'm Rachel
Robinson."
"Hello, Rachel Robinson, and I'm Boyce Henderson, and
it is a pleasure to meet you, and I assume you come
here often."
For nearly an hour the two spoke, and Rachel was
somewhat glad that none of her friends had passed by
and seen her with Boyce. With thoughts of how handsome
the man was, Rachel did not hear the comments Boyce
made, when she was wondering what it would be like to
kiss a black man. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you, I was
thinking of something else, what did you ask me?"
"First, I hope you were thinking of me, and if you'd
like to leave, we could find somewhere that we could be
alone, and how old are you?"
Blushing, Rachel replied in her usual honest way, told
Boyce, "I was thinking of you, and where could we go,
but I don't know you, you wouldn't hurt me, would you?"
"No, I would hurt a lovely girl like you, but how old
are you?"
"I'm 16-years-old, but where could we go?"
"I have a home not far from here, and no, I'm not
married, and yes I was a pro football quarterback, so
that is how you likely knew who I am." Still smiling,
asked, "Want to go see my home?"
"Sure, you're certain you aren't a rapist, and you
won't hurt me, promise?"
When they got to Boyce's car, it was a brilliant red
sports car, and when the doors opened, they opened
upward. "Wow, what kind of car is this, and the doors
are funny?"
Boyce told Rachel the history of the sports car, and
that is, was a custom-made car from in the 60's, and he
loved it, and smiling at the girl, asked, "Want to
drive?"
"You'd let me drive this car, really, and I can drive
it?" Then with a note in her voice that made him think
he was teasing her, Rachel asked, "Can I drive it to
your place, really, and I will drive slow?"
"Do you have your driver's license?"
"Yeah, I got them ten months ago, and I aced the
driving test.?
Once they were in the car, Boyce explained how and what
the various controls was that she needed to know, and
then he told her to take off slow. When she pressed on
the gas, the car lurched forward, spinning the tires.
After a moment, Rachel was driving the car and Boyce
directed her how to reach his home. When she saw the
homes where they had driven to, she could not believe
how large they were. Pull into the next drive, and that
is where I live.
The large brick house, had a three-car garage, and when
the door opened from Boyce pushing a control button, on
the remote, he told her to drive inside. Once she was
parked, Rachel, saw there was a Jeep, a large luxury
car, and a motorcycle parked in the garage.
They stepped from the car, and entering the house from
a side door that Rachel discovered led into a small
utility room, and then into the kitchen. The kitchen
was large, and had three different refrigerators, and
Boyce took her hand in his, saying let me show you
around.
From one room to another, they walked through the
house, and the master bed room, with a very large bath
with a Jacuzzi. On the deck outside the bed room, was a
hot tub and a Finnish sauna hut, over looking the back
of the property, which was surrounded by a large stone
wall and thick bushes and trees that shaded the yard.
Walking back down the stairs, they ended up looking at
the bar in the den and Boyce's office. Offering Rachel,
a soda, while fixing himself a vodka-orange juice,
Boyce noted she frowned. "Would you rather have the
same as myself?" he asked.
"Sure, if you will let me, my girlfriend and me
sometimes get into her dad's vodka."
After fixing their drinks, Boyce led then up stairs
once more, and decided to see how liberal the girl
might be, unaware Rachel was a virgin, and had never
even had her pussy finger fucked. Leading the cute girl
to the chairs on the deck, which had a covering, and
fans on the ceiling that Boyce turned on, it was
comfortable to sit and sip their drinks. Boyce noted in
a short time, that the drink was getting to the girl,
and he wondered if she had really drunk vodka
previously.
When they had finished their drinks, Boyce asked if she
would like another one, and Rachel said she'd love
another. Leaving the girl alone, Boyce went over to a
small bar on the deck, and fixed them another drink.
While enjoying the second cocktail, Boyce asked if she
would like to set in the hot tub.
"Yeah, but I don't have a suit to put on," and Boyce
noted there was only a slight hint of her voice giving
away the fact she was having an alcoholic drink.
"So, do you really need one, you have been in one nude
before, with your dates, haven't you?" Boyce knew the
young girl was putting on a front at times, and
determined he would act like he knew she had been nude
with guys before this.
"I've been nude with guys before," Rachel replied, not
saying it was her father and her younger brother, but
hadn't been for more than three years, since she had
started puberty.
"OK, so what say we undress," and as he spoke, Boyce
walked over and pushed the cover back from the hot tub,
and turned on the jets? As he spoke, and turned around,
Boyce started to undress, and when he had removed all
his clothes, except his briefs, he looked at Rachel,
and told, her, "Best undress, or I'll be in the water
before you," then he laughed and watched her eyes as he
pushed down his briefs.
Nervous, but determined to undress, in front of the
black man, she unfastened her top, and after it was
unbuttoned, slipped it from her body. Rachel wasn't
wearing a bra, and her pert 34-A breasts were pointing
straight out from her body, and they didn't wiggle or
flop as she moved about. They stood firm from her body,
and he saw her eyes were starring at his fast becoming
erect, but her firm and conical shaped tits, were
driving him nuts, and he could only imagine what they
would be like to suck.
What in the heck am I doing, I'm taking my clothes off
in front of a man, and he is black, but so handsome,
should I continue to undress, and remove my thong? Her
hands moved down and unfastened her shorts, and then
she let them fall around her feet. That was when Rachel
realized she was wearing a very small thong, and her
thick pubes were sticking out the sides of her panty.
Knowing that in a moment, her body would be nude,
Rachel shut her eyes, blocking the image of the huge
penis dangling from Boyce's groin, she took a deep
breath, and eased her thong down her legs and off her
feet. I know he is going to want to shove that big
thing in me, and I just might let him, and should I
tell him he will be my first?
Opening her eyes, Rachel saw that the thick veined
black penis was now fully erect, and she knew it was
nearly a foot long, and as thick, and likely thicker,
than her wrist. Wow. No woman could take something that
big up inside her sex. "I'm glad I'm not going to have
that large, black thing, shoved up my virgin putty-
cat," Rachel said aloud, not being aware she'd spoken
out loud. Her eyes were starring at the nearly charcoal
colored black penis as is swung from side to side as
Boyce walked toward her.
"What did you say," Boyce asked, knowing what the girl
had said, but thinking she was only speaking under her
breath? Now he knew she was a virgin, and wondered if
he could get a chance to pop her prideful little pussy?
"Nothing, I was just thinking," Rachel said, and hoped
that her thoughts hadn't been heard, or worse, she
hadn't spoken so her thoughts weren't understood by the
handsome black man. Why am I standing in the nude with
someone I have only known for a couple of hours, and
yet I was highly insulted when Ritter tried to feel
between my legs? What does Boyce think of my nudity, do
I look like a skinny thing, or does he find me
attractive? I hope he doesn't expect to have sex with
me, and I feel stupid now that I'm naked in front of a
stranger, and hope I don't get raped.
Boyce was viewing the body of the 16-year-old girl, and
noted that she was not the shape of some fully
developed girls her age, nor was she the skinny model
type. It was easy to judge the girl had only commenced
developing, and her legs were more straight than
curved, but her buttocks were perfectly rounded in
shape, and they curled under in a nice roll to meet the
back of her thighs. The meat on her legs appeared to be
firm and not soft and easy to sink one's fingers into.
The crowing glory of her lower body was the long,
exceptional long maiden hair that was straight, and was
thick for a girl of sixteen.
The light brown mound of hair, which seemed to stop
about mid way down the labia of the teenager, was a
beautiful shade, and even had what seemed like touches
of blonde. Then he wondered, and asked, "Tell me, and
this isn't an insult, as I find it absolutely perfect,
and lovely, but do you put blonde shades to highlights
your maiden hair?"
Knowing the handsome black man was referencing what she
called her fleece, she wondered if she should answer or
be insulted, but as she was nude to his view, decided
to be honest in replying to Boyce question. "I streak
it, do you like it, and as she spoke, had no concern
about modesty, and slightly spread her legs, so her
hair could be viewed completely. Rachel had no thought
of her action exposing her sexual charms that only such
young girls have. Even a 21-year-old virgin, does not
have the same charm as a younger virgin, and Boyce knew
this from experience.
Smiling at the girl, he told her, "It looks beautiful,
and what allowed you to allow me to view your body
without clothing, but in a natural state?"
"I don't know, but shall we get in the water, and
you're excited at seeing me, aren't you, and do you
find me pretty, Boyce, tell me the truth?"
"You're truly beautiful, and may I help you in the
tub?" With that asked, Boyce reached out his hand and
allowed Rachel to take his, and guide Rachel into the
tub. When Rachel spread and opened her one leg, so the
other was on the deck, her pubic area was completely
exposed, and her young sex gapped open in the action.
Man, is her sex small, it hardly parted as she spread
her legs so widely apart. Boyce was able to view the
entire surface of her teenage sexual charms, and he
wanted to sample them with his mouth, tongue and then
to slide his cock up into her innocent carnal opening.
Boyce felt a sudden degree of sexual appetite and
passion for the girl he had never thought of for a
young girl. But his physical and sexual needs, in
knowing she was a virgin, viewing the wide expanse of
her pubic area, had created a desire that he wanted to
fulfill by driving his thickened, and now throbbing
member, deep into her virginity. Moving over to where
Rachel still was straddling the edge of the hot tub, he
moved so his body was between her legs, and his cock
was pointing to where he wanted to shove it into her
tiny virgin hole.
"Boyce I'm scarred you'll hurt me, and you promised you
wouldn't. Didn't you?"
"Yes, but Rachel, that was prior to my seeing your sex,
so open and inviting, tells me what you're afraid of,
and I won't hurt you, or no more than would be
necessary, you do understand, don't you?"
Whispering, in a voice so low, she could hardly be
heard, Rachel said, "Boyce I'm a virgin, and you're so
big, and I never been touched, not even my breast, I
want to cry, but I also want to you know, do it...
like, oh Boyce."
Rachel watched as the thick, and nearly foot long black
thing, moved to where it was pointing between her open
legs. Watching the large hands of the black man, she
saw them reach out and close around her own, and pulled
her so she was in his arms. Fear passed through ever
pores in her body, and she shuddered and sobbed out,
"Boyce, Boyce, I'm really scared, so afraid."
Yet Rachel's arms moved up and wrapped around the neck
of the large handsome black man. For Boyce, it was a
simple task to step out of the hot tub, with Rachel in
his arms. Waling into the house, and placing the girl
on the edge of his bed, he turned her so she was facing
him. While Rachel was seated on the edge of the bed,
Boyce moved between the tapered legs of the teenager.
Pulling the girl to him, allowing Rachel to fell the
first penis in her life, to press against her small
sexual opening. Using his hand, Boyce started feeding
the head of his manhood against and between the lips of
the young girl's pussy.
"Nooooo, Boyce, we... shouldn't, I've never, augh,
Boyce, it is going in, and it hurts, oh wait - wait it
is too much, Aughhhhhh!" Rachel thought she was being
split in half, as the thick head partially split the
lips of her sex., in its attempt to enter her body.
"Boyce, I'm a virgin, I've never been touched, you're
too large, it won't fit, stop, at least for a minute,
please," Rachel pleaded as she felt her tiny opening
attached? For several minutes, Rachel was probed and
struck by the thick manhood, and when Boyce could not
get inside the girl, he pressed her back flat on the
bed, and kneeled between her legs, and immediately
started licking her small than normal sex.
The tingling sensations, and the nerve endings at the
end of her clitoris were providing feelings previously
unknowingly to Rachel.
Somehow, her body was responding to the tongue from the
handsome black man, and her rounded buttocks were soon
moving up from the mattress, to keep the contact of his
tongue deep insider her putty-cat, against her love
button. The few times Rachel had masturbated was
nothing like the feelings Boyce was bringing to her
body with his oral stimulations. Rachel reached her
hands down and was soon enjoying the feeling of the
kinky curls on Boyce's head.
A feeling was building in her sexual organ, and Rachel
was losing any pretense of denial of need to be taken,
and her thighs were opening and closing further apart
each time she spread her legs open. Then she sobbed
out, "Boyceeee, oh Boyceeee, what are you doing to me?"
Moving up over the girl, he used his large hands and
moved her to the center of the bed. His lips sought
hers, and now he was going to enter her, pain, screams,
whatever be damned, he was going to take her cherry.
His cock was throbbing so much, he was afraid he would
shoot his cum off on the bedding if he didn't enter the
slender opening between her legs.
Rachel missed the contact of the tongue seeking out her
sex, and she wanted him to bring her to what she knew
was a climax only moments from passing from her body.
Now she felt the large man over her small body, and his
lips were pressing hers, and she opened her mouth to
his searching tongue. Rachel had never allowed a date
to French her, now she was accepting the tongue between
her lips, and she could taste what she knew was her sex
on Boyce's oral digit.
The massive head was once more being guided by Boyce to
the part of her sexual core, and when it pressed the
small outer lips apart, and then split the smaller
inner labia open, and with a massive shove, the head
split her open and entered her virgin hole. Boyce knew
he had gained enough entrance into the virgin pussy of
the 16-year-old chaste girl. Now it was the final, hard
and tearing shove that would allow his 12-inches to
split her cherry.
Boyce wanted to hear the virgin young girl cry out at
the tearing and burning feeling in having her hymen
torn apart. After that, Boyce would forcefully shove
with as hard a drive into the virgin, so he could bury
his erection deep into her stomach.
Reaching under the girl, his hands were large enough to
hold her rounded hips in them totally. Pulling back, as
the sobs and tears came from the girl, he knew she was
feeling the once in a life time separation and
splitting of her cherry. Boyce shoved hard, not exactly
through her hymen, he pulled back out, then with a
powerful and brutal shove, buried his cock completely
up into the screaming girl's bloody and torn open sex.
"AUGH, NO! NO! TAKE IT OUT! STOP! NO TAKE IT OUT, IT
HURTS! OH GAWD IT HURTS! YOU'RE TO BIG, YOU'RE KILLING
MEEEEE, EEYYYEEE!" Then the sudden pain caused the
teenager girl to pass out from the horrendous pain in
having her young cherry ripped from between her slender
and young thighs.
Boyce could feel the wetness running from Rachel's sex,
and he knew she was bleeding, likely more than most
virgins. He loved feeling her tiny form trying to
escape his thick and deeply buried cock deep inside her
bucking body. Boyce, loved felling Rachel, as she was
attempting to escape the massive cock that even the
most seasoned love making woman would have trouble
accepting in her sexual opening. Boyce fucked the
teenager for another ten minutes, showing no mercy to
her, and rode her young body until he jammed his cock
deep into her body, unleashing a massive load of sperm
filled semen deep into her virgin and fertile body.
After he ejaculated inside the teenage girl, Boyce
pulled her over on top of him and let her rest on his
large body. Her legs were lying on each side of his
body, and her sex was oozing out his cum, and the red
bloody evidence of her rupture virginity.
For several minutes, Rachel lay atop the large black
man, and thought of how had this happened? Rachel made
a startling discovery, as she could feel the wetness
leaving her sore and bruised sex, and know it was her
virgin blood, and the male cum seeping from within her
ruptured body. Within moments, Rachel was crying and
asking over and over why Boyce had taken her virginity.
In a soft voice, Boyce whispered in the girl's ear,
because you wanted me to take you, to burst your
cherry, and be your first, and I truly feel honored,
and perhaps we can be more than just this.
"Oh no, my father would kill you, he would never allow
me to be with a black man, he would rather kill me
first." For the next hour, Rachel asked Boyce all kind
of question regarding his taking her virginity, and
would anyone know she had allowed someone to have sex
with her?
Boyce, once more found himself erect, he rolled the
teenage girl onto her back, and again he was pressing
the advantage of his size, and entering her still sore
and bleeding putty-cat. "Gawd, Boyce, it still hurts,
oh please not so deep, you're so deep up in me, no -
not so hard, you're too big!" "BOYCE, NO - - - NOT LIKE
THAT, OH, GAWD YOU'RE RIPPING ME INTO, AUGHHHH," Rachel
cried out as the massive man pulled her legs up into
the crook of his arms and commenced slamming between
her slender legs.
"Girl, you are something else, damn you're a good
fucking piece of pussy, so fucking tight, shit, I'm
getting my nuts again." Once more Boyce was unloading a
massive load of his sperm into the fertile young pussy
that he was spearing deep and hard, and striking his
pubic bone as hard against the narrow mons of the
teenager. "Shit!" And as he cried out, his sperm was
traveling at the entrance of the 16-year-old girl's
womb.
Crying out in her own feeling of need, and pain, Rachel
started to feel a creeping feeling passing through the
point between her legs where the massive man's muscular
groin was pounding against her prepuce, and bouncing
hard on the small marble that was her clit. Then as she
felt her body floating, as if she was a cloud in the
sky, Rachel cried out, "BOYCE, I MUST BE CUMING WITH
YOU, SOMETHING IS HAPPENING, OH BOYCE GIVE IT TO ME,
HARD - NOW, SHOVE IT IN ME DEEP, GIVE ME YOUR CUM!" For
the next ten minutes, the young teenager lay in wonder
at the feelings she had received from being taken, as
she had melted after her climax.
Rachel listened to the handsome black man tells her how
tight her pussy was, unaware that her mother was
hearing the same thing from a man in Las Vegas. Neither
the mother nor the daughter, were aware of the sexual
acts they were performing, but each had received
something neither had planned on, the immediate start
of motherhood.
"Boyce, would you like me to call my dad, and tell him
I'm going to spend the night with a friend, and he
won't ask any questions?"
Laughing at the young girl, Boyce hugged her, and
asked, "Do you want more of this old black snake,
Pretty One?"
"If you make it feel like it did the last time, I want
that big old black snake any and all the time!"
For the next couple of months, Rachel knew without
doubt she was pregnant, and finally one day, just
before she was due to start school, she purchased an
EPT, and it showed a positive result that she was going
to have a baby. For the pat few weeks, Rachel had known
she had missed two periods, and her waist line was
tighter on her clothes. Hurrying back to the drug
store, Rachel purchased another pregnancy test kit, and
the results were the same, the EPT confirmed she was
going to have a black child.
Picking up the phone, she called Boyce, and told him
she wanted to see him immediately, and for Boyce, he
was excited in seeing the girl. Boyce had not been
dating anyone since he had first had sex with the
teenage girl, and he loved how tight her sex was.
Driving to pick up the girl, he wondered if she would
allow him to do her back door.
"Honey, I love you, and Boyce I'm going to have our
baby, are you happy?" The question rolled easily from
the lips of the young girl, and her romantic notion of
being with Boyce's child, allowed her to hug him
tightly.
A sledge hammer struck the back of Boyce's head, and he
could picture his ass in jail for the rest of his life,
he had gotten a teen girl pregnant, not just a teen
girl, but a white girl! "Rachel, will your parents
allow us to marry, as I love you, and I must speak with
them about you and me, even if they have me arrested?"
Rachel arranged for her and Boyce to meet her mother at
a local restaurant, and when the two of them walked in
and sat down with her mother, the teen saw her mother
had been crying. She hadn't noticed that the man with
her daughter was her own age, and she looked at her
daughter, and telling her, "Honey, I'm going to have a
baby, and it isn't your father's child, I had an affair
in Las Vegas with a married man."
"Mom, this is Boyce, and I got pregnant when you were
in Las Vegas, and we want to get married."
The three of them traveled to a state where the law
only required one parent signs for an underage child to
be married. On their honeymoon, the three started their
new life, Rachel and Boyce as man and wife, and Jessie,
well, she became the wife-in-law.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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