From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: The Hood by Sparrow (Mfm, mdom, humil)
Date: 12 Feb 1996 23:24:47 GMT

			       The Hood
				  by
			       Sparrow

	The old neighborhood had changed drastically over the past
fifteen years. Gone were the days when families lived in relative
security and gone were the days when you could enter your home and
escape from the turmoil of the outside world. Crime, drugs, and gangs
had become the corner post of this new community of terror.

	My name is Sparrow. I am one of the little people in the
neighborhood. I guess you could say I learned at an early age to keep
out of the extremes of either group. I was not in a gang, but neither
was I considered one of the fools that thought they could make a
difference. I guess you could say I'm a wimp, but after watching
several of my friends learning the lessons of defiance, the choice was
easy. I decided that giving up some self- respect and living with some
of the humiliation was a fair exchange for the ability to keep some of
my body parts or my life.

	This story has many characters and had taken place over
several years. One might immediately ask why anyone would stay in a
neighborhood like this. The answer is simple... economics. Most of
these people are relatively poor, and are captives to their
environment. You can bet that almost every person in this area would
get the hell out if they could.

			    The Beginning

	The group of young boys and girls that started getting
involved with the drugs and crime were mostly from the neighborhood.
They were tired of the same situations day in and day out. School was
a drag, there were no jobs, and it was always easier to TAKE than to
earn anything. They started out by breaking into a couple of
apartments and ripping of stereo equipment and jewelry. After a while
they found that even when the police were called, there was very
little that could be done about it. The police would only tell a
victim to get more insurance and get additional locks. After seeing
how helpless people really were they started getting bolder.

	Bob and Rhonda were a young couple that had only lived in the
neighborhood for a few weeks when they were ripped off the first time.
They were returning from a movie and saw a couple of the Loboys, a
neighborhood gang, leaving their apartment with some of their
property. He called the police and identified one of them as Scuzzy,
one of the mains in the Loboys. The police arrested Scuzzy and took
him to jail. Two hours later, bond had been posted and he was out on
the street again ready for revenge.

	Later that night Scuzzy and four other gang members returned
to Bob and Rhonda's apartment. Bob was beaten up and tied to a chair
while the Loboys had some fun with Rhonda. They stripped her naked and
forced her to get on her knees. One of the boys went over to Bob and
placed a knife against his throat. They laughed as they watched the
terror on the faces of the young couple.

	Scuzzy stood in front of Rhonda and smiled as he looked down
on her nude body.

	"You want to become a Widow?" he said.

	She shook her head slowly.

	"Then I suggest that you start begging for you old man's
life," Scuzzy said.

	"Please just leave him alone, we won't tell anyone," Rhonda
pleaded.

	"Bitch, I want you to beg with your mouth, but I don't want
words coming out. You catch my drift?" he said. "I want those sweet
lips wrapped around my cock. I want you to suck me off while your
asshole husband watches".

	Rhonda glanced over at her bound husband then reached up and
started unfastening Scuzzy's pants.

	"Don't do it," Bob shouted, "Don't give anything to that
bastard."

	Scuzzy looked over at him with surprise and anger on his face.
He pushed Rhonda away and walked over to where Bob was tied. He
grabbed Bob around the neck and started hitting him. After a few
minutes he looked down at Bob and said, "Still don't want your wife to
suck my cock, then maybe you should do it."

	Scuzzy finished opening his pants and pulled out a huge cock.
Bob appeared to be overtaken by the thought, and looked as though he
would get sick tight there on the spot.

	Scuzzy looked over his shoulder and said to Rhonda, "You want
to suck me off, or so you want to watch your fag husband do it?"

	Rhonda looked at her husband bound in the chair trying to pull
his head away from the foul member only inches from his face.

	"I'll do it," she said.

	Scuzzy smiled and walked back over to where Rhonda was
kneeling. Without a word she reached up and took his cock into her
hand. Her hand seemed small in comparison to the hunk of flesh she was
holding. She slowly moved her head closer to his cock and opened her
mouth. There seemed to be a moment of hesitation, then she wrapped her
lips around Scuzzy's foul member. Scuzzy groaned in satisfaction as
soon as he felt the soft lips engulf him. She started moving her head
back and forth sliding her lips along his shining tool.

	"Holy shit," Scuzzy said, "I should have started coming over
here a lot sooner. This bitch is a fine cock-sucker."

	Scuzzy seemed to be enjoying it so much that he stopped her
and had her wait a few seconds before starting again. It was obvious
that he wanted to enjoy the young wife's mouth as long as he could
before he filled it with his come. Finally he started stiffening up
and you could almost see his cock growing larger as he grew closer to
making it. Then with almost a jerking motion he pushed his cock deep
into Rhonda's mouth almost gagging her.

	"Swallow it all Bitch," he said.

	You could see Rhonda swallowing his spend as fast as she
could. Some leaked out around the suction of her lips and dripped down
her chin. After finishing in her mouth he removed his cock and had her
lick the remainder of his spend from his cock. He turned to Bob and
told him that tomorrow bright and early, Bob was going down to the
police and tell them he had made a mistake, and that he wanted to drop
the charges. Bob humbly agreed, not wanting to see any more of the
abuse and humiliation that had been imposed on his young wife.

	Early the next morning, Scuzzy and his bunch broke into the
couples house before they got out of bed. When they entered the
bedroom, Bob was trying to get out of bed and Rhonda was holding the
covers up around her neck.

	"Good Morning," Scuzzy grinned. "Ready to go down to the
station and drop charges?"

	He reached over and pulled the covers off of Rhonda, and
smiled.

	"While hubby is down taking care of business, you and I are
going to enjoy a nice slow morning fuck."

	Bob started to protest, but confronted by the 8 inch blade
flashed by one of the gang members he stopped in his tracks. Scuzzy
made Rhonda get out of bed and remove her clothes. She pulled the long
nightgown over her head displaying her lovely body clad only in
panties. With a strong nod from Scuzzy she slowly pulled her panties
off. Scuzzy quickly removed his own clothes and got into bed. He
motioned Rhonda to get back into bed and smiled at Bob as he directed
her head down toward his mid-section. Bob watched as his wife again
wrapped her lips around Scuzzy's erect penis.

	Scuzzy reached over and lifted one of Rhonda's legs allowing
access to her pussy. With a wicked smile on his face he looked at Bob
as he slid a finger into Rhonda's young pussy. At that moment Scuzzy
told Bob to get down to the police station and drop the charges
against him. Bob left his apartment with two of the gang members to
escort him and went down and dropped the charges.

	When Bob returned to the apartment, he was shocked at what he
saw. Rhonda was still totally nude and was lying on the dinner table.
her legs were raised and wide open and her ass had been placed in a
plate.

	"Welcome home," Scuzzy laughed. "Rhonda felt so bad about you
having to leave before all the fun, that we thought it would be nice
to have breakfast waiting for you when you got back".

	Bob again looked at his wife and directed his attention down
between her legs. Her pussy lips were red and dripping with the thick
evidence of Scuzzy's pleasure. Scuzzy watched as two of his gang
members led Bob over and sat him down in front of his wife.

	"Eat it out," Scuzzy ordered.

	With pressure on the back of his head, Bob lowered his face
between his wife's legs. As she spread he lags wider to allow better
access for her husband's tongue, a fresh stream of cum slowly drained
from her pussy. It was obvious that Scuzzy had really enjoyed himself
inside his wife.

	Scuzzy just sat there and smiled as he watched Bob lick up the
creamy sauce that he had just released into Rhonda. He made Bob keep
licking until there was no evidence of sperm left, then made him lick
up the few drops that had run down onto the plate.

	"If you give me anymore trouble," Scuzzy remarked, "the next
time you taste my cum it will be straight from my cock instead of out
of your wife's cunt."

	The gang members then left, leaving Bob and Rhonda sitting
there dazed and knowing that they had been beaten and added to the
realm of the defeated.

	The next time they were robbed by the gang, Bob had to
disconnect his own stereo and TV and carry it down to Scuzzy's car,
while Rhonda knelt before Scuzzy and gave him another slow blow job.
Scuzzy continued to stop by and use Rhonda's mouth and pussy for his
pleasure. On most occasions he enjoyed making Bob watch as he fucked
her and then forcing him to clean them both up with his mouth.