But in White Plains I was the black guy that lived down the street. I couldn't stand my neighbors either. A white couple lived to our right and to or left was a black family. The black family, the Livingston's that lived next door to our left, acted like white people. I hated that shit. They just thought they were the shit. And I know they didn't like me. I didn't give a fuck about them or speak to them. Mr. Livingston was always giving me dirty fucking looks. You would think that the two only black families on one block would be friendly to each other.

My mother and father were no better. They made every attempt to be nice to our stupid fucking neighbors. If they thought I was going to flip my style and start acting white so our stupid black neighbors would like us, well lets just say they had a better chance of seeing hell freeze over or seeing a black man elected to the Presidency of the United States. Fuck that shit, I was from Brooklyn and I would never forget where I came from. You can take the boy out of Brooklyn, but you can't take Brooklyn out of the boy. All these crackers up here, and my fucking wanna be Huckstable neighbors could kiss my high yella ass.

Going to White Plains High School, was no fucking fun either. The first two months I was there I didn't say a word to any one, and I dared someone to say some shit to me. The school was in the fucking boondocks in the middle of nowhere. That's why I missed Brooklyn so much. If I wanted to cut class or call it a day, I could just hop on the train and go anywhere I wanted.

The worst thing about living up here was I was to far away from all the, "around da'way honies," I used to bone. I got my first piece of pussy when I was 13 and never looked back. Girls in Brooklyn liked to fuck, and getting pussy was easy. Half the time their parents weren't home after school, so you could always go to some hoochies house after school and knock'em off. My parents both worked long hours so a lot of the time I would cut class and bring a girl over to my crib and fuck the shit out of them all day. That was then and this is now. It seemed like all these black girls up here had a fucking attitude problem.

I was kind of thick for my age. I wasn't fat or nothing like that but I worked out with weights in our basement. I worked out a lot cause I didn't have anything else to do. I missed getting pussy big time. There were days that I would fuck 2 different girls in the same day. One day I fucked 3 girls in the same day.

The funny thing was that they were all friends. They all liked me but they all didn't want each other to know that they liked me. I would fuck one of them; the terms were that I could not tell anybody especially her other 2 best friends. All three of them asked me not to tell the other. I didn't give a fuck about there little secret game. I fucked all three of them all the time and kept my mouth shut. I loved the fact that they were all different. Tosha was the first one I bagged, she was a true shortie, and She was maybe 4'10" if that. But she had a nice round little booty.

Lashanda was a little bit taller then Tosha. What I liked about her was her tits. For a 15-year-old girl she had the biggest breasts of them all. Trina was my favorite; she was the tallest and the thickest of the bunch. When she spread her legs it was like a giant eagle getting ready to take off. I loved her pussy, her pussy was the wettest and the juiciest of the bunch and she knew how to fuck. Unlike her other friends, she would suck my cock, as long as I promised not to tell. I played their games and I got pussy almost every day.

The world was very different now. All the bitches I used fuck didn't want to be bothered with me anymore. The rumor was, that I was living upstate acting like I was the shit cause I lived in a house and in a white neighborhood, which was far from the truth. I had no choice but to live up here. I begged my parents to let me stay in Brooklyn with my aunt. They gave me that; "You'll get a better education up here." What a load of shit. My teachers barely spoke to me; they looked at me like I was some kind of criminal.

The school year finally ended. I was happy cause I was planning on spending my summer in Brooklyn. My parents on the other hand had other plans for my black ass. They forbid me to go to Brooklyn. I was fuming, "What the hell am I supposed to do up here," I shouted at them. They told me that I should get a job and forget about my hooligan friends back in Brooklyn. I was amazed at how quickly my father forgot where he came from, and my mother just followed suit. She had the nerve to tell me, that all my friends will be in jail before they turn 18.

I didn't speak to my parents for a week. I stayed in my room or I went to the basement to work out. I felt like my nuts were about to explode. I have never had to jerk off so much in my life. I had become a hermit, trapped in White Plains or what I called it, "Whitelondia," with no friends and no pussy.

Two days later while I was chill'in in my kitchen, I thought I saw the most beautiful black female on earth step out of a blue BMW. I damn near ran to the front door to see where she was going. The bitch was fine as hell. Then the Livingston's came running out of their house and she jumped into Mr. Livingston's arms, "Hi daddy! Hi mommy!" She shouted.

That shit knocked the wind out of my sail and deflated my cock immediately. She was fine but she was their daughter, and she probably had an even bigger stick up her ass. She also talked and sounded like a little white girl. "Damn," I said to myself. Then I saw Mr. Livingston look at me and make a face. It was one of those stay the fuck away from my daughter looks.

I had had enough of his fucking looks and stares, so I kindly raised my hand and gave him the finger. The look on his face was funny as hell, finally a little justice for me. Then he turned to his daughter and said something. I couldn't hear what they where saying, I knew he was more then likely talking about me. A few seconds later their daughter (whom I would learn later was named Vicki) looked up at me and gave me the nastiest look and then rolled her eyes. With out saying a word to me, that bitch told me to fuck off with her eyes. I went back in the house and slammed the door.

For the next few days I just stayed in my room mopping around. The Livingston's had a big pool in there back yard. I thought it was just for show cause they never used it. Then one day around noon I heard a big splash. My bedroom window faced their backyard. I got up to see what was going on. I didn't see anything for a few second. Then I saw Vicki come up from underneath the water. Her back was to me while she climbed out of the pool.

The first thing I noticed was how fucking fine she was. She had a nice thick booty; her tiny little bikini bottoms could barely contain that fat juicy caramel colored ass. My cock sprung to attention immediately. My cock was so hard it hurt. I had to step back away from the window; the last thing I wanted was for her to catch me looking at her. It was a good thing that I did that, cause as soon as she turned around she looked up toward my house.

She stared at my house for a few seconds, as though she was checking to see if anyone was home. Then she sat down in a lounge chair and put on some dark sunglasses. I was kind of hiding behind a curtain, peaking out the side. I had a great view. To me, a bikini is nothing more then a glorified bra and panty set. Say what you want, to me there is no difference.

The next day around the same time I heard a splash. This time I was prepared. I had snuck into my fathers closet and found his old binoculars. She looked at my house again like she did the day before to see if anyone was looking before she sat. Her body was dripping wet. Her bikini bottoms had ridden up on her slightly. When she adjusted herself I thought I was going to cum in my pants. I was able to see a small patch of curly black hair with the binoculars.

She then laid down in the lounge chair like she did the day before. The first thing I did was aim my binoculars at her pussy. Her pussy looked so fat. She pulled on the strings of her bikini bottoms at the hip (Colored Panties, if you ask me) pulling them up high. This caused the tiny peace of material that was covering her pussy to dig into her crotch and split her pussy lips. Vicki had the fattest set of pussy lips I ever saw.

I had always thought this was a white girl thing. This was something that I have always found amazing. When I moved up here I noticed that the white girls wore their cloths a lot tighter then black girls, especially their jeans. I had never scene a white girl naked up close, I just assumed that they were designed slightly different then black girls. If you only knew how badly I wanted to walk up to one of the white girls at school and say, "Damn girl.you got a fat pussy." How could I be wrong for saying such a thing.. The bitch shouldn't have her pussy on display like that. You've all heard that saying,

"It's a Black Thing, You Wouldn't Understand."

Well I just thought it was the reverse. "It's a White Thing, And I Just Don't Understand."

I felt like such a pervert staring at her through the binoculars. But this was the most fun I've had in weeks. I wanted to fuck her so bad, but there was no way in hell she was going to give me any of that fine pussy. And the fact that she was a college girl, and was at least 4 or 5 years older then me didn't help my chances either. Her wanna be white ass probably never had a black cock.

Every time I brought the binoculars up to her face it reminded me of the way she crinkled up her face and her upper lip when she looked at me for the first time. The bitch didn't even know me. She passed judgment on me from whatever bullshit her fucking father had told her. That was the last time I even bothered to bring the binoculars up toward her face. Although she was very pretty . "I mean Fine as Hell", Her attitude made her ugly. But the body on the other hand was a separate entity. In my mind I just detached her head from her body. My focus was on what was between her legs. That fat pussy mound was silently calling me.

After about 20 minutes of staring at her. I was exhausted. In that short period of time, I fucked her a million times in my mind in every conceivable position known to man. My cock was so hard it fucking hurt. I was fantasizing that Vicki, was sucking my cock, and then she turned over and begged me to fuck her doggy style. In my mind, I was slamming all 8 inches of my 15-year-old black cock deep into her hot caramel pussy as she begged me to fuck her harder and deeper. I was only brought back to reality when she moved suddenly. She got up and walked quickly in the house. For a second I thought she had busted me. But after a minute or two she came out with a tall glass ice water and got back in her seat in the same position.

She sat back down on the lounge chair and propped it up a little bit. I was still in stealth mode and I knew she couldn't see me. Vicki then opened her left hand. She had a small black round object in her hand. At first I didn't pay any attention to it, until she open the cap and smelled what was inside. I grabbed the binoculars to investigate. Looking through the binoculars I could see clearly what was in her hand. It was one of those 35mm plastic film canisters, with a gray plastic top. Vicki brought the canister up to her nose and took another whiff, inhaling the scent of what ever was in the canister

She then reached into a little bag that I guess she had brought out earlier and pulled out some rolling papers. I now knew what was in the canister. I would have never thought that Vicki smoked weed. I thought she was one of those goodie-goodie black girls that acted white. I sat back and got my self-ready to watch the show. I used to smoke pot all the time back in Brooklyn. There's one thing I know, and that is that girls can't roll. I used to watch some of the girls roll joints back in Brooklyn and they always fucked it up.

Vicki was amazing; she rolled that joint so perfect and so fast. I think if I had blinked I would have missed it. That right there gave me two quick thoughts.

1. She was no amateur pot smoker.

2. The bitch liked smoking big fat joints.

Vicki sat back in the chair and lit that joint. She even smoked like a pro. I was shocked. She took her time smoking that fat joint. She even looked sexy doing it. The wheels in my head started spinning. There's also one more thing I know. If a girl gets high, She fucks. I never meet a girl that got high and didn't fuck. Drugs and sex go together like peanut butter & jelly. I couldn't take it any more. I pulled out my cock and started jerking off while I watch my sexy brown skinned neighbor get zootted.

For the next 3 days Vicki did the exact same thing. She was always on time. You could set your watch to the time you would hear the big splash in the pool. And everyday I was ready; I had my binoculars in one hand and my cock in the other. She would always look toward my house just before she would light up. Both of my parents worked and I was so quiet, I guess she assumed that there was never any one home. After the forth day I had enough. I was sick and tired of jerking off to this woman. It's seems like reality only hits you after you cum. As I would cum down off my orgasmic high, the cold reality that this bitch next door would never give me the time of day, let alone sample some of that pussy.

At that moment I had a revelation. It was at that moment that the thug in me was resurrected. I was smiling from ear to ear. I knew what I had to do. It was evil and fucked up, but I didn't give a fuck. I was gonna get me some of that pussy even if I had to take it. Fuck Vicki, and mother fuck the Livingston's.

That afternoon I jumped on the Metro North Train and took it downtown to 125th street. (Harlem U.S.A.) I went to a spot that my boys and I would go to when we where looking for a special item. I made my purchase and headed back home. I also stopped at CVS (the local pharmacy in Westchester) and purchased a couple rolls of 35mm film. My plan was going to be flawless. I took everything into consideration and weighed out all of my options. Vicki's pussy was going to be mine. The funny thing was she had no Idea.

That night I couldn't sleep a wink. I went over the plan about million times in my head. I was so excited I had to jerk off twice that night just to calm myself down. The possibilities if everything went right were endless.

*

The next morning I woke up around 7:30 am just after both my parents left for work. The Livingston's would leave their house around 8 am. It was now a waiting game. Minutes seemed like hours and hours seemed like days. It seemed like time stood still while I waited for my moment to strike. The waiting game continued for the next three and a half hours. I was getting excited and I was also getting nervous. Time is a motherfucker. I started to have doubts. But I told myself, "Your going to do this shit and that's that."

Three hours seemed like three fucking days. Then suddenly the Livingston's back door opened and out came my unsuspecting prey. My soon to be fuck toy came out of the house wearing a brand new bikini. "DAMN.she looked Good." She was wearing a bright yellow glorified set of underwear.(aka.bikini) I was really nervous know, but my plan was all about timing.

I ran down to my kitchen where I could barely see Vicki. When I heard the Splash I knew I was moments away from executing the most important part of my plan. When I saw Vicki come out of the pool I knew it was time. She was like a well-trained pet. I knew it took about one minute for her to dry her hands and face, and with in the next minute or so she would start rolling her daily Joint. As soon as she sat down I took off.

I ran through my front door, through the bushes and rang her doorbell. I knew she could hear the bell from the pool cause they had a little ringer on the back of there deck. I pushed the button a bunch of times to make sure she heard it. I wanted to make sure it was annoying. I then ducked down and ran along the bushes on the side of my house toward the back yard.

"Just a minute," she shouted.

Vicki sounded annoyed which is just what I wanted. My heart was pounding as I crawled to the back of the house. I felt like a thief in the middle of the night. The only thing was, it was broad daylight and unlike a thief planning to steal some loot, I was planning on stealing me some pussy.

There was a tiny little opening between the bushes of our backyards. When I reached that point all I saw was Vicki's back as she entered her house. And there on the table next to the rolling papers was the 35mm Plastic Film case. I waited about three more seconds before I made a dash for it. I grabbed her stash put in my right pocket. I reached into my left pocket and replaced it with an identical plastic film case and made a dash back through the bushes and back into my yard. I run up the back stairs leading to my deck and into my house. It felt like I had just ran a hundred yard dash. I was breathing real heavy. I could feel my heart pounding through my chest as I ran up the stairs and back into my room.

Before I could catch my breath, Vicki was coming out her back door. She looked pissed off. She was mumbling something about stupid kids knocking on doors and running away. She sat up in her lounge chair and got her rolling papers.

Let me explain to you what was in the canister I put on Vicki's table. When I went to Harlem the day before I bought my little ebony princess a special gift. I got her some really good pot and I also bought 2 bags of LEAK. For all you white people out there and those of you who live outside of NY, reading this story, LEAK. in your community goes by the Name of Angel Dust. In Brooklyn we don't say, "Let's go buy some Angel Dust," we say, "Lets get a bag or a couple bags of Leak or Leaky Lack."

Angel Dust is very fucking powerful. I know this from experience. To be honest with you, to this day I'm not sure what it's even made of. I have heard everything from embalming fluid to Elephant tranquilizer. Angel Dust is not a rich man drug. Its actually a poor mans drug. Poor people mostly by dust when they really want to get fucked up cheaply.

A bag of weed back then cost five dollars, but a bag of leak was around seven dollars. And in a bag of leak you were lucky if you got a full joint out of it. But that one joint could send you into oblivion. Angel dust smelled minty.. That's cause whatever chemical they used on it was either sprayed or soaked on to mint leaves. Instead of being put in a small brown bag (AKA...the nickel bag back then) it was placed in an even smaller thin wax paper bag.

Unlike marijuana, Angel dust wasn't dry, it was moist. And if you got a bag that was really potent the chemicals would be leaking out of the corners. And that is how it got its Name LEAK or LEAKY LACK.

What I loved and appreciated about getting a bag of leak was the Name brand. Yes, product recognition. Each neighborhood had there own brand name for their bags of dust. The drug dealers were very creative. If you went north of 125th street you might get a bag of dust called, "Jason"..(From Friday the 13th) if you went south of 125th street you might get a bag called, "Jaws" ..I've seen all kinds of names on bags of dust, names like,

"Mind fuck, The Legend, Stuck, Comma, Terminator, Black Death, Confusion, Chaos" and my favorite of all time was .ZOMBIE .

And my little ebony princess next door had 2 bags of Zombie mixed up in her little canister. I went to five different drug spots until I found out where I could get that extra special flavor for my unsuspecting neighbor.

THE END OF YOUR DRUG LESSON----NOW BACK TO THE STORY.

Vicki opened her little canister and dumped a shit load of my special blend into the rolling paper. This had to be the fattest joint I have even scene her roll up. I guess cause it was Friday she really wanted to get wasted. My heart was pounding and my cock started getting hard. She lit that joint up and took a long hard pull. It was like I was smoking with her. When she exhaled I felt such satisfaction, finally I was able to breathe normally. My plan was right on schedule. Vicki was on her way to another realm. A dark evil place. A cold, black place where nothing is real anymore.

My suburban black princess just kept on smoking. She took long slow hits. The one thing about dust that always fucked with my head was the slight delay. I started laughing my ass off. I knew there was no way in hell she was going to finish this joint. Back in Brooklyn one bag of Zombie could get me and three of my friends totally fucked up. The high would be so intense, you would pray to God and beg him let you cum down.

Vicki was like a Hoover; she kept on sucking on that joint like there was no end in sight. She had smoked a little more then half the joint, and then it happened. And like a snake, dust strikes with vengeance as the venom starts to possess your mind. I know from experience, Angel Dust shows it victims no mercy. It punishes you for entering its realm.

It takes you're from the world you know and crushes it. The first sense to go is sight. Your peripheral vision is gone. You feel like your going blind as the world you know closes in on you, as you dip in and out of consciousness. My plan was working better then I ever imagined it could. The next and most powerful phase of the drug was next. All things I'm telling you about happen within minutes.

I had my hand on my backpack, which I had prepared for my little adventure. Vicki looked confused and dazed. The shit was working on her beautifully. Vicki tried to stand up and fell right back into the lounge chair. She got up again. This time she managed to get to her feet. She took one step and that was it.

SHE WAS STUCK. Vicki was stuck in motion; frozen. I've also been there my friends. You think you're moving, your mind tells you that you're moving, but in reality you're going nowhere. You're frozen. As advertised on the bag of LEAK, Vicki was now a ZOMBIE.

She had smoked more dust then I have ever scene one person do in one sitting. I grabbed my bag of goodies and ran down stairs. When I entered her back yard I wasn't scared at all. She hadn't moved an inch. I walked up right behind. Her ass looked absolutely magnificent. I've stared at that thick ass through the lenses of the binoculars for days. Her ass was even more spectacular up close and personal. I placed my hand on her shoulder and she didn't even flinch.

"Are you Ok?" I whispered into her ear ever so softly inhaling her light chlorine scent.

Another thing about LEAK, it cripples your ability to talk and hear. Vicki had no idea what was happening to her. She was attempting to say something. I got right in front of her and put my ear to her mouth.

Her words were slurred and barely audible, the only thing I could make out was, "Help Me! Help Me."

Then she fell into my arms like a rag doll. It was magical. I was going to help her all right. I was going to help her into her house and take what I had worked to hard for. I was definitely going to help myself to some of that pussy. I had stalked and hunted my prey, now it was time for me to feast on my temporarily wounded meat.

I scooped her up and carried her into her house and up the stairs. The doors to all the rooms were opened. I passed a room that looked like it could be hers. For this special occasion I decided that the master bedroom would be the perfect place. Just past the bathroom was the Livingston's bedroom. It was huge and they had a nice king sized bed.

I gently laid Vicki out on the bed. She looked like a sleeping angel. I just stood there for a moment to reflect on the things that got me to this point. It was like a dream come true. There she was lying on a bed in her bright yellow bra and panties (Bikini) waiting for me to take her.

Located in my backpack was my father's video camera and tripod. I set it up as fast as I could. I set it up and had the thing recording in about 20 seconds. The reason I know this is cause I had practiced. All I had on was a T- shirt and sweat pant with no underwear. I was out of my cloths in less then 5 seconds.

My cock was rock hard. All 8 inches stood proudly aiming itself at my target. Everything was perfect; the little red light flashing brightly on the video camera let me know that we were live. I got up on the bed and laid right next to my precious little Vicki, who would never give me the pussy willingly.

The first thing I did was give her a soft kiss on the lips. Her lips were soft and moist. I could smell my special herbal blend on her breath. I was in no rush; time was on my side for once. I started stroking her light brown skin very softly.

I wanted to familiarize myself with the way she felt. I wanted to answer all the questions that danced around in my head when I would watch her through the binoculars. Vicki smelled fresh like she had just gotten out of the shower with just a hint of chlorine from the pool. Her skin was soft and warm. Her breathing was slow and steady. Once in a while her eyelids would twitch like she was attempting to blink. She had lost all control of her body, which was exactly what I wanted.

I started working my left hand all over her body. I started with her breast. The material was still a little damp. Her breasts were nice and heavy. At that age I wasn't sure what her cup size was. But I remember them being about the size of a grapefruit. I slowly worked my way down to her flat stomach. I have always had a thing for the way a woman's stomach felt. And Vicki's stomach was perfect. It wasn't hard like a rock. It was nice and soft and a little fleshy.

I could feel my heart pounding as I slowly worked my way toward her crotch. I moved my hand very slow. Not cause I thought she might wake up. I did it cause I wanted to tease myself. When the tips of my finger reached the top of her bikini bottom's/panties, I stopped and looked at her face. There was no reaction. I worked my hand down just a bit further until I was totally palming the thin material that was barely covering her pussy.

Right away I could feel just how fat and meaty her pussy lips were. I started rubbing her pussy gently at first with very light pressure. I never took my eyes off of her face. From time to time her eyelids twitched. The more pressure I put on her pussy the hotter it started getting between her legs. I ran my finger up and down spiting her pussy lips and grazing her clit with each stroke on top of the flimsy material.

I got up off the bed and adjusted the camera. I got between Vicki's legs and placed my hands on her hips. I took a deep breath and then I slowly unveiled the prize. It felt like Christmas Day, instead of tearing open the package I took my time cause I already knew what was inside.

Her pussy looked absolutely delicious. Her pussy hair was manicured perfectly. I wanted to slam my cock in her so bad. I put my hands behind her knees and slowly raised and spread hers legs. Vicki body was like a soft limp pile of clay. When I spread her legs her pussy lips opened slightly giving me a clear view into her soul.

I then brought my face right to the entrance of her pussy. I wanted to see it up close in all its glory. My nose was less then an inch away from pussy. I took a deep breath and then inhaled. Her pussy smelled like flesh and chlorine. I stuck my tongue out, starting at the bottom of her pussy and firmly licked my way up to her clit on the first stroke.

"Ohhhh god," I exhaled as I reached the top of her pussy mound. I have fucked a lot of girls before this but this was the first time I ever tasted pussy. Vicki's pussy had no taste that I could remember. I wanted to enjoy this. I wanted to get her nice and wet. I put my face back between her legs, I closed my eyes and started licking.

I explored her pussy with my tongue. I licked every inch out side of her pussy and I stuck my tongue inside her pussy as deep as I could. The more I licked, the more I started getting into this pussy-licking thang. At that age I always thought that pussy eating was a white boy thing. Back In Brooklyn none of my boys eat pussy. I started to wonder if they where lying. When my tongue found her clit, Vicki's body jerked, and then WHAM!!! Her legs closed slapping me on both sides of my face

"Aggghhhhhhhh," she moaned.

She lifted her hips off the bed and froze locking me in between her thighs. I didn't move. Two seconds later her body collapsed and she fell back into position. I loved this reaction cause it was the only reaction that I would see that day. I liked sucking on her hard little clit. It was about the size of a tic-tac and tasted ten times better I put my mouth on her clit and started sucking on it really hard. I took my right hand and put my finger deep into her pussy. Her pussy was dripping wet.

I've fingered a lot of girls before and each girl's wetness was different. Vicki's juices were different then the rest of the girls. Her pussy juices were heavier and thicker then the other girls. I pumped my finger in and out of her cunt for a few minutes then I took it out to inspect it. It came out with a nice thick coat of her comatose juices. I sucked the juices of my finger like it was some left over barbecue sauce. The licking and the sucking was more then my cock could take.

The time had come to claim my prize. I stood up and started at Vicki. She was lying there on her back with her bright yellow top. Her legs were spread wide open. The light from the camera and my saliva seemed to make her pussy shine. I had worked so hard for this moment. I didn't give a fuck about her or her fucking parent's. This was all about my needs and my wants. Vicki was my masterpiece. She was a living, breathing, Motionless Masterpiece.

I made one more adjustment to the camera and then I got into position. I brought the tip of my cock to the entrance of her pussy and held it there for a moment. My eyes never left her face. I wanted to look into her eyes while I pushed my cock in her stuck up cunt. A part of me wished she was conscious for this part. I always loved looking into girl's eyes while I pushed my thick cock into there body. I slowly started easing my cock into my sexy neighbor. Her pussy was nice and syrupy wet. Before I knew it half of my cock was in her.

"Aggggghhhhh..Mmmmmm," I moaned.

When I felt the walls of her pussy grip my cock stopping me from going any further, Vicki's eyelids started twitching really fast like she was attempting to open her eyes. I wasn't worried at all. The drug Gods where strong and they were on my side. Her cunt muscles finally gave way. I didn't stop pushing forward until my balls landed flush against her ass cheeks.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," I exhaled.

I felt so fucking evil and I loved it. Months of frustration, loneliness and anger filled my veins and pumped through my blood. I pulled my cock out until just the head of my cock was still locked inside her. I held it there for a second and then I slammed my cock into her with all of my might.

"Agghhhhhhhhh. FUCK!" I screamed.

Vicki arched her back and her head came off the bed. Then she collapsed again. I just laughed at her. My cock was incased in one of the juiciest pussies I have ever had the pleasure to be inside of. My cock felt like it belonged in this pussy. Her pussy was doing things doing things to my cock that I didn't know was possible. My cock was so hard that it hurt and Vicki's pussy knew just how to sooth it. I couldn't stop looking at her face; I was kind of hoping to get some kind of a reaction.

My lust was pure evil and I knew it. I didn't give a fuck about anything. I went to work on her pussy. I started off pulling my cock out slowly. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate how smooth and silky Vicki's pussy felt. Then I would violently slam my cock into her body. Each thrust felt better than the last. I kept assaulting her pussy like this until I found my rhythm. I sliced in and out of her warm delicious cunt like I owned it. Her breast moved rhythmically to the beat of my thrust.

I slowed down a bit cause I felt like I was about to let loose. I sat back on my heels for a second with the tip of my cock still lodged in her pussy. I didn't want to cum just yet, I just wanted to take a moment and admire my work. Vicki's pussy looked like it was stretched out to the max. Her pussy and her skin seemed to be getting a lot hotter. I put both of my thumbs on her slippery pussy lips and spread them as wide as I could. Her clit looked like it a grown a bit.

I played with her clit while I fucked her nice and slow. My eyes went from her clit to her face. I wanted a reaction so bad, but deep down I knew my efforts were futile. While I fucked my Zombie, I couldn't help but wonder if deep in her sub conscious mind, did she know what was happening to her? It was a question that I also knew the answer too. Angel dust back in those days was, and is still is pure evil, it was, "Darkness and Hell At Glance."

Vicki body was responding to my cock, the harder I fucked her, the wetter her pussy became. I was lost in her pussy; it was like I didn't even know who I was anymore. When I looked down her, it was then that it hit me. I wasn't fucking my neighbor, I was raping her. I was raping her cause I didn't like the way she looked at me. I was raping her cause I hated where I lived, I was raping her cause I was angry with my parents. I was raping her cause I needed to feel Absolute Control. I was raping this beautiful black sistah, like some many white men have done to my people in the past.

A powerful drug may have possessed Vicki's body and mind. But what was my excuse? I. on the other hand, was possessed by a force that was ten times more powerful then any drug. I was possessed by Lust, Hate, and Anger. I was the one who had entered a new realm.

What amazed me was how much I loved it. My whole body was on fire. Lust, Hate and Anger pumped threw my veins. It flowed from the top of my head to the tip of my swollen cock. I started ramming my cock into Vicki's pussy unmercifully. Her eyelids started twitching like crazy. A part of me wanted her to open her eyes. A part of me wanted her to see my twisted contoured face as I filled her cunt with lust, hate and anger. I had forgotten that there was already another witness in the room. I looked over to my left and the video camera's red light was still flashing.

I could feel the walls of her pussy contracting and squeezing my shaft. It had been so long since I had some pussy that I had almost forgotten just how good it felt. I put my hands under the small of her back and raised her lifeless body to meet my deep thrust. I could feel my balls tingling. I felt dizzy. I knew at that moment it wouldn't be long before I shot my load.

I pounded my cock into Vicki's suburban light skinned black pussy with no mercy. My balls tightened giving me that final warning.

"Here it comes baby," I screamed out.

I slammed my cock into Vicki's twitching cunt and exploded. Cum rocketed out my cock head filling her cunt instantly. I screamed like a deranged beast as I filled her with my evil seed. I unloaded in her pussy as if it was the last piece of pussy on earth. Planting my seed into the deepest part of her lifeless body. I was amazed at how much cum I shot into her. I could fell my hot cum pouring out of her pussy and smearing on my balls. I finally ran out of breathe and collapsed on top of my drugged out Zombie.

I just laid there on top of her while I tried to catch my breath. Vicki facial expressions never change. If it weren't for her breast rising up and down while she breathed, you would have thought she was dead. My cock was still twitching and pulsing in her warm cum filled pussy.

For the first time since I left Brooklyn I finally felt at peace. It was a strange feeling. To this day, that moment was the most purest and most selfish feeling I have ever felt. I was in absolute control. Never in my life did I ever feel so much confidence and pure satisfaction.

I regained my composure and lifted myself off of Vicki. When I pulled my cock out of her battered cunt, cum poured slowly out of her pussy. Thick globs of cum dribbled out of her pussy and down the crack of her ass. I had stretched her pussy out pretty good. Her pussy hole was wide open.

I started laughing my ass off. I just thought it was funny how LEAK punishes the mind and the body. Then I really started laughing my ass off when I thought about who first used the term LEAK to describe Angel Dust. Was it because, if you got a good bag of dust, the chemicals would leak threw the bag? Or was it because, this is what happens to a female victims pussies after she has been fucked under its influence.

Before I left Vicki's house that day. I fucked her again, this time doggie style and filled her cunt with another thick load. I fucked her pussy so much that afternoon that her pussy started to loosen up and get real sloppy. The whole time I was fucking her doggie style her asshole seemed to be winking at me, it seemed to be calling my name.

I pulled my cock out of her cunt and rammed it into her fucking asshole. I pounded her asshole like I pounded her pussy, with out fear and with no mercy. Her ass was a lot tighter then her pussy. The rim of her ass hole would close down around the base of my cock send me close to the edge. I loved the power and the feelings I was getting each time plunged my cock in to her bowels. I knew I would be blasting off soon.

I pulled my cock out of her ass and quickly flipped her pitiful, lifeless body on her back. I brought my cock up to her face and shot my load all over her face and chest. Thick white fluid shot of my cock all over my light skinned Zombie. I laughed as I used my cock like a paintbrush to spread my venom all over Vicki's face and lips.

It was almost 4:00 in the afternoon. I had a half hour to get things half way back to normal. I got dressed and packed up my gear. I ran into the bathroom and got a small towel. I moistened the towel and cleaned Vicki up. She had cum all over her face, chest and cum was still leaking out of her pussy. I put Vicki's panties/bikini bottoms back on. And carried her to her bedroom.

The clock was ticking and I had to move faster. I then ran downstairs back to the pool. I found the rest of the joint and the canister with my special blend and put it in my pocket. I grabbed Vicki's little bag and put her original canister and her rolling papers back in it. I bolted upstairs to put her stuff next to her in her room. I didn't want her parent to come home and find her paraphernalia on the deck.

When I got back up stairs Vicki was not in the same position I had placed her in. She was curled up on her side in the fetal position sleeping like a baby. She was actually snoring. I was still feeling cocky. I walked up to her bent down and kissed her on the cheek. I took one last look at her cause I knew this was the last time I would ever be this close to sexy little neighbor.

I just made it back home when I heard my father's car pull into our driveway. While he was parking the car I took my videotape out of his Video camera and placed it back in its case in his room.

They next few hours I spent lying in my bed staring at the ceiling. I was emotionally and physically drained. I didn't even come down for dinner. I just passed out and went to sleep. I was so fucking tired, I didn't wake up until about 11am Saturday morning. The first thing I did was look out my window. Mr. And Mrs. Livingston were just coming out on their deck. Everything seemed pretty normal. I open my window to see if I could hear any thing.

"Is Vicki going to come out of her room today," said Mr. Livingston.

Mrs. Livingston replied, "She said she'll be down later. She's not feeling Well."

Hearing her say that gave me a little relief. Vicki had survived her encounter me. This all happened over ten years ago. That Sunday, I got into a big fight with my father and my mother. I packed up my shit and went back to Brooklyn. I'm 25 years old now; I have a wife and 2 kids. My Wife tapped me on my thigh and asked me what was wrong as we drove to my parent house. I spoke to my parent last week for the first time in ten years. I also haven't been back to Westchester since then. I told my wife that I was just a little nervous about seeing my parents.

It was a little awkward when we arrived but when my parent saw my kids and my beautiful wife it seemed like ten years of anger just disappeared. While my wife and kids got to know my parent's I snuck upstairs to my old bedroom. The first thing I did was look out of my window into the backyard of the Livingston's. And there she was standing by her pool with her back to me. I knew it was her cause I would never forget that ass. Then a few seconds later a tall White guy came out of her house. He walked up to her and said,

"Dinners ready honey.. come on inside."

He walked up to her and kissed her on the cheek. When Vicki turned around her stomach looked huge. She looked like she was pregnant. She also looked happy and I was happy for her. She looked up at my window. She locked her eyes into mine. I could feel the blood rush to my head. Her eyes froze me.

It was the first time in ten years that I have actually seen her face. I have only seen those eyes stare at me in my nightmares. In my nightmares her eyes blind me, in my dreams there're bright white and glow. That's been the image I have lived with for the past ten years.

The memories of that Friday afternoon have cursed and haunted me for 10 fucking years. This time it was for real and I wasn't dreaming. My heart started beating. I was terrified. Vicki then raised her hand, smiled and waved at me. I raised my hand and waved back.

Her waiving at me made me feel good. It gave me relief. In my twisted mind, I took her smile and her wave as a gesture of forgiveness. Think what you want my friends, but that's how I felt. I went into my old closet. Under a pile of boxes was a loose floorboard where I used to hide shit from my parents. I moved the boxes and lifted the loose board. Everything was there exactly the way I left it ten years ago.everything was there, except for the Videotape.

The End