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This is another of the stories that I originally wrote for
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The Quest for Innocence
by
Carol Collins
Steven Dillard received his Honorable Discharge papers from the US military.
He had served his country and felt it was time to start his own life. That
meant finding a girl, settling down and raising a family.
Steven had an incentive for finding the perfect wife. His uncle had recently
passed away and left him several million dollars in a trust fund as long as
he was married by the age of twenty five and never got a divorce. Steven
would then collect well over a hundred thousand dollars a year as long as he
and his wife stayed together. If he became divorced, the money would go to
an obscure charity.
Steven had specific ideas about the future Mrs. Steven Dillard. One, she
would be pretty. Two, she would be the shy type. Third, and most
importantly, she would be a virgin. He had had his fill of sluts and whores
while he had been in the military. Steven wanted the future mother of his
children to be as pure as a new snow flake.
Steven began his quest for feminine innocence by dating the daughter of his
mother's friend. He had expressed his desire for an "good" girl and his
mother had assured him that Angela Phillips was a perfect young lady and
would make an excellent daughter-in-law.
Steven picked up Angela for their first date on a Friday night. He was
impressed with her beauty. Long curly blonde hair, soft brown eyes, luscious
lips, a great figure. Her clothing, while attractive, was conservative by
today's standards. A loose fitting red cotton blouse a matching knee length
skirt. Steven was impressed. If she was still a virgin, Steven felt that he
had met his future bride.
Steven and Angela went to a nice restaurant for dinner and conversation.
Angela was a very pleasant dinner companion. She had an easy smile and an
expressive face that captured his heart.
Later, after leaving the restaurant, he gave her the test. He drove them out
to the local lover's lane and parked in a dark secluded spot. After turning
off the ignition, he turned towards Angela, placed his arm around her soft
shoulders, drew her close to him and boldly kissed her sweet red lips. She
did not resist, even as he slipped his tongue into her mouth and the kiss
became more passionate. Her response was to wrap her delicate arms around
his neck as the kiss continued.
Steven placed his hands around the tiny waist of the young woman and pulled
her tender body even closer as their kiss continued. He decided to test her
even more. He moved his left hand from Angela's petite waist to her right
breast. Under the stylish but conservative clothing that she wore, he had
not known just how incredibly large her breasts were. It felt as if Steven
was holding a melon in his hand as he massaged the teenaged girl's breast.
His fingers could even feel the erect nipple through the multiple layers of
clothing. Steven pinched the sensitive nipple and felt Angela melt in his
arms as a gasp escaped from her soft lips.
Steven slipped his hand to Angela's right breast to massage it and pinch
it's erect nipple also. In the moon light, he could see her lovely face as
she lay back against the seat, her eyes glazed over and her breath was
coming in gasps as he now used both hands on her gigantic sensitive breasts.
When Steven slipped his left hand down to her knees, Angela found that she
could not resist as he pried her thighs apart. She tried to protest, but
Steven covered her lips with his own, silencing her murmurs. When Steven's
fingers reached the juncture of her thighs and cupped her steamy vagina
through the nylon of her panties and pantyhose, she knew that she was lost.
Angela, while still in high school, had given herself to a boy with whom she
had gone steady for two years, only to have him leave for the state
university after high school graduation. There, he had met another girl and
had never returned home. Angela had heard that Steven was looking for a wife
and so hoped that he would ask her to marry him. As his fingers massaged the
sensitive flesh of her vagina, she decided to surrender to him.
Judging from the blonde's response, Steven decided that Angela was probably
just another slut with a hot cunt and big tits. He decided to administer the
final test. Steven sat back in his seat and unzipped his pants. The hissing
sound of the zipper was unmistakable in the confines of the front seat of
his car. Angela's eyes focused on Steven's hands as they pulled his erect
six inch penis from the confines of his trousers and boxers.
Steven watched the facial expression on the teenager's pretty face as she
concentrated to see his penis in the dim light. "What", he asked, "do you
call this?" He held his weapon up for her to view.
Angela's response was an enthusiastic, "That is a beautiful cock." She could
not stop her hand from reaching across to fondle the erect male member. She
felt Steven's hand on the back of her neck, slowly pulling her nearer to his
swollen penis. Her boyfriend had tried on several occasions to get her to go
down on him. She had always refused. Now, she found her swollen lips almost
touching the head of her date's hard cock. She hesitantly opened her mouth
and accepted him inside.
Steven had experienced better blow jobs from the many whores that he had
known during his time in the military. This slut just was not much good at
giving head, although she did act enthusiastic. He decided that such a cock
sucking slut certainly was not marriage material. She could still serve as a
fuck dump to empty his balls into.
Angela's soft sucking lips were pulled off from Steven's hard cock as he
pushed her down to lay across the seat. He pulled her skirt up around her
narrow waist and gripped the top of her pantyhose and panties and pulled
them down and off in one motion. The blonde curls protecting her lubricated
mound were visible in the moonlight as Steven moved between her shapely
legs.
The head of Steven's dick found the moist entrance to Angela's vagina and
slowly slipped inside. He was amazed at how tight the opening was. The girl
was obviously a slut and he had expected her cunt to be loose and floppy.
His search for an innocent bride may have been a failure, but at least, he
was getting a good fuck from this date.
Steven did not care if Angela received satisfaction or not. After all, she
was nothing but a slut. About a minute after his thin six inch long erect
penis penetrated the teenager's body, he was shooting his sperm into her
suctioning vagina. She never had a chance to reach orgasm. Plus, he pulled
out too quickly. Angela's previous boyfriend had been the same way. She
tried to wrap her arms around Steven to hold him in her arms, but he climbed
off and said, "I guess it's time I took you home."
Steven dated several other girls over the next three months. Each one, he
had been assured by relatives and friends, were "good" girls. Each one, when
he got to the point of pulling his erection from his pants, swooned and he
had pulled their lips down onto suck his cock. Each one had been rejected as
being a slut. He never returned their phone calls after he had fucked them.
Then, Steven met Carla Precise.
Steven's mother's church had just replaced it's preacher with a man who had
spent the last ten years as a missionary in the dark interior of the
continent of Africa. The new preacher and his family attended the Sunday
services and Steven was amazed at the beauty of the good reverend's young
teenage daughter. She was younger than Steven, but he had already decided
that he was going to have to find a younger woman if he was to find a
virgin. Carla looked to be just the girl he was looking for.
Carla Precise had flaming red hair that reached to her tiny little waist.
Her face was that of an angel. Her eyes, when her shyness finally allowed
her to look at Steven, were seen to be turquoise in color. Her body was thin
with the exception of what were obviously a nice pair of shapely breasts.
She was absolutely beautiful and, being a preacher's daughter, was almost
certainly a virgin. Steven was already in love before he asked her out on a
date. He was almost surprised with the new preacher had given his permission
for his daughter to date some one so much older.
Steven took Carla to the same restaurant that he had taken all of the other
marriage prospects. The poor little girl was so shy and quiet that Steven
almost felt sorry for her. He could very well imagine how it must feel to be
Carla, out on a date with some one like himself, so much older and more
worldly. He showed her a level of patience that he had never known that he
had. He treasured each and every one of her smiles as the evening continued.
Later, he drove out to lover's lane to park. As he had tried to put his arm
around her shoulders, she had moved away. "I heard that guys like you might
try something like this. You stay over there and I'll stay over here." At
last! Steven had finally found a girl that was not a slut! Still, there was
one more test that he had to try.
Steven sat in the driver's seat of his car as he unzipped his pants. Once
again, the hissing sound of the zipper being undone was very loud in the
confines of the automobile. As his fingers fished in his boxers for his
nearly erect penis, Carla cried out, "What are you doing? Don't try anything
or I will tell my daddy on you!"
Steven had to finish the test. He held his half hard member in his fingers
as he asked, "Just answer a question for me. What do you call this?"
Carla timidly turned her head and saw what Steven held in his hand. She
spoke slowly, "I don't really know. I think it is called a pee-pee." Steven
was happy. He had finally found a girl that passed his test! The future Mrs.
Steven Dillard was sitting in the car with him.
The new Reverend both gave his daughter away and performed the ceremonies.
Steven had been surprised by the fact that Carla's father had consented to
only a two week engagement. In fact, the preacher had almost insisted on a
quick wedding.
Steven had stood at the alter, with his family and his uncle's lawyer in
attendance. The lawyer had said that the checks would start on the first of
the month and would continue as long as he was married to the same woman.
That meant a life time of easy money for Steven and his devoted new bride.
Angela Phillips and most of the other young women that Steven had dated,
screwed and rejected as marriage material, were also attending the wedding.
Angela had become friends with Carla and was her Bride's Maid. Steven had
noticed the sly whispers and smiles that the two shared but had thought
nothing about them. After all, he was about to marry the virgin of his
dreams.
Steven and Carla slipped away from the reception and, with shoes and tin
cans tied to the rear bumper and writing on the back window of his car
proclaiming them as "just married", drove to their remote honeymoon cottage.
He was anxious to begin his wife's education in pleasing her husband.
Steven picked up Carla's small body in his arms and carried her across the
threshold of their rented cabin. He did not put her down until they reached
the king size bed in the relatively spacious bedroom. She was the picture of
loveliness as she lay on the bed, her gossamer white veil and flaming red
hair spread out around her innocent angelic face. Her white satin wedding
gown had ridden up her legs exposing her shapely knees and a couple of
inches of nylon covered thighs. When he had slipped her garter off of her
leg during the reception, he had discovered that she was wearing an old
fashioned pair of nylon stockings and a garter belt. Steven's cock was hard
as he gazed down on his beautiful Virgin Bride.
Steven placed his hand on a silky thigh and tried to reach up under his
wife's dress. She stopped his hand and said, "No." When he asked why, she
responded with, "We have to wait for Angela and the basketball team." Steven
was dumbfounded. Why did they have to wait for Angela? And what did a
basketball team have to do with his wedding night?
Steven decided it was time to teach Carla about sex. He unzipped his tuxedo
trousers and proudly pulled out his erect penis. "Carla", he said, "It is
time to start your education. Tell me what this is."
Carla focused on his six inch member and said, "I told you before. I call
that a pee-pee."
Steven spoke with pride, "No, dear wife. This is a cock." He smiled as he
watched her eyes.
Carla shook her head as she replied, "No, Silly. A cock is big and black and
about a foot long." Steven almost went into shock.
Carla climbed up off the bed and turned her big turquoise eyes up to Steven
as she said, "I guess I might as well tell you that I lost my virginity to
the men of the Watusi tribe during a virgin ritual ceremony. My father had
refused to sell me to the chief of the tribe so some of the men had
kidnapped me. The women of the village had prepared me for the ritual with
herbs that made me relax and lubricants that would ease the entry of their
huge organs into my virginal body openings."
Steven felt his knees buckling and he found himself sitting on the floor as
his innocent looking new bride continued with her story. "By the time the
ceremony started, the women had made me so horny, I would have fucked a bull
elephant. The shortest Watusi man was over six feet tall and every one of
them was hung like a fucking horse. They nearly split my cunt open as they
took turns fucking me for the next three weeks. There was a line of tall
black men that varied in age from young teenagers up to old men in their
seventies, each with about twelve inches of thick black cock, waiting to
fuck me every minute of the day and night. I even had to learn to sleep
while I was being constantly fucked. It was fucking wonderful!"
Steven felt the pit of his stomach sinking as he heard the details of his
bride's de-flowering. Carla continued, "The first time one of then stuck his
huge black cock up my ass, it hurt so much, I thought that I was going to
die. By the end of the first week, sucking black cock down my throat and
taking it up the ass were normal. I was cumming several times an hour. Damn,
just talking about it has made my big sloppy twat wet! I hope that Angela
and the basketball team gets here soon. I need some cock and that little
thing of yours doesn't qualify!"
Steven had a bigger sinking feeling as he remembered that the basketball
team was all black. Surely, Carla was not meaning what he thought! "When
Daddy and the government soldiers finally found me, it was over three weeks
later and I did not want to leave. By that time I had learned to love having
my holes stretched and they had to forcibly carry me away from those strong
black cocks. Daddy said that they had been having a white woman breeding
ceremony and that they would claim me as one of their women for as long as
we stayed there. He bought tickets on the next plane out of Africa and we
came straight here. Then, you asked me out on a date."
Carla smiled as she turned to show Steven her body's profile and added, "The
breeding ceremony was a big success. See? My tummy has already started to
show. In about seven or eight months, we will be the proud parents of a big
healthy Watusi baby. Until then, I have to keep in condition by letting
other strong black men fuck my cunt, mouth and ass. Then, after the baby
comes, he will need some black men for role models. I'm glad we are getting
your uncle's house as well as his money. It will be big enough for us to
raise all of our black babies."
Steven slowly rose to his feet. He was thinking about strangling his new
wife when the front door of the cabin opened. Angela and five very tall
young black men entered the honeymoon cottage. Carla squealed with delight
as she leapt upward into the first basketball players arms and kissed him
passionately.
Steven grabbed Carla's arm and tried to pull his new bride away from the
tall black man. Two of the other black males pulled him away and forced him
to sit on a chair beside the bed. Angela pulled some handcuffs and ankle
cuffs from her bag and passed them to one of the stronger black men. A
moment later, Steven was immobilized.
Carla moved from one black male to another as they each took turns kissing
the redheaded teenager. Steven saw three pairs of large black hands fondling
his previously thought to be virginal bride. He began to call out to Carla
to not let herself be treated this way. He reminded her that she was his
wife and had sworn to forsake all others. Carla's white satin wedding dress
was raised to display her nylon hosiery, white sating garter belt and white
satin panties. The white skin and white satin contrasted greatly with the
large black hands fondling the intimate areas of the new bride. As Steven
continued to protest what he was seeing, her white satin panties were
lowered and slipped off over her high heel shoes. The panties were then
stuffed into Steven's protesting mouth.
Angela watched with a smile on her pretty face as one of the basketball
players tied a strap around Steven's mouth to hold his wife's panties in
place. The younger man had even taken a few extra seconds to fold the
panties in such a way so that the sopping wet crotch was against Steven's
tongue. Angela felt satisfaction as she saw how large Steven's eyes grew
when Carla pulled down the jogging pants of one of the players and released
a foot long cock that was thicker that her arm.
Seeing his young wife falling to her knees, pulling the foreskin of a
telephone pole sized black cock back from the huge purple head, leaning
forward and wrapping her ruby red soft lips around the tip and sucking on it
like a piece of candy was almost more than Steven could bare. Carla's hands
moved up and down on the thick shaft as if she really wanted it to cum down
her throat. Ten minutes later, it did.
Steven had a ring side seat as he watched his wife being fucked in every way
and body opening. After about an hour of watching, his penis became
completely erect and would not go down. Carla's white wedding dress was now
completely saturated with black man's sperm. She had sperm in her cunt, her
ass, down her throat and in her flaming red hair. She looked like a mess
except for the smile on her beautiful face and the flashing glint in her
turquoise eyes.
Steven could not explain why his cock was so hard from watching his wife
being violated. He only knew that his penis had been hard for so long that
he was getting a major case of blue balls. If he did not cum soon, he would
be in even greater pain. That is when he heard Angela whispering in his ear.
"How does it feel to watch your wife fucking other men? Did she tell you
that she is already pregnant with a black baby? She told me about it the
first week that she and her father moved here. He is a preacher and could
not let her get an abortion even if she had wanted one. Then, you came
along."
Angela's fingers wrapped themselves around Steven's stiff six inch penis.
She stroked it once before continuing, "Do you remember when you took me to
dinner and we made love in your car? You got me pregnant. Then, you son of a
bitch, you refused to answer my telephone calls. I had to get an abortion."
Carla's squeals of ecstasy were so loud, Angela stopped whispering for a few
minutes. Carla came as she was held between two of the basketball players,
suspended in the air by one huge black cock in her cunt and another huge
black cock in her ass. The players had been passing her small feminine body
back and forth between them as if it were a basketball during a game. Carla
felt herself being shoved onto one cock as the other was pulled most of the
way from her body only to be shoved in the other direction. Her dainty feet
had not touched the floor for almost half an hour as they continued the
assault on her defenseless body. Carla passed out and was relatively quiet
as her body was still being screwed and flopped about between the two tall
black men.
Angela began whispering in Steven's ear again, "When I noticed the way you
were looking at Carla, I had a little talk with her. I told her what to do
on your date. I figured it would be fitting revenge for you to marry a
little slut that only likes black cock. She will never be happy with the
size of your tiny little dick and you can never divorce her if you want to
keep your uncle's money. Now, you will spend half of the rest of you life
whacking off while your cute little wife is being gang fucked by black men.
The other half of your life will be spent taking care of their babies."
Angela's grip on his penis prevented it from going down even as she
explained things to him. His balls were aching very badly and needed some
form of release. The two young black men that had been screwing his wife had
finally cum inside of her and had dropped her semi-conscious body on her
wedding bed. The skirt of Carla's soiled satin dress was wrapped around her
waist. The white satin garter belt still managed to hold up what was left of
her laddered and torn nylon stockings. Her legs were spread wide apart.
Steven's blushing bride's cunt and anus were hanging open like a pair of
coat sleeves.
Steven could feel his cock swelling even larger as he stared at the damage
done to his wife's body. He was so horny, he would have jumped on her if the
cuffs were removed. He realized that even if they turned him loose and he
tried to fuck his new wife, her openings were so large that she would never
even feel him enter her.
Steven gasped as Angela stroked his erection. She stopped before he could
cum. "Steven", she said loudly enough for everyone in the bedroom to
overhear, "I can't let you fuck your wife. From now on, she belongs only to
black men. I can jack you off though. I'll let you cum if you lick your
wife's pussy clean. Otherwise, I will just leave you sitting here with your
swollen balls and let you suffer."
A pair of turquoise eyes and five pairs of dark eyes turned to watch
Steven's reaction to Angela's question. All knew that he had been searching
for a virgin. All also knew that he would have a pair of very bloated and
painful balls by now. His decision now would probably determine the rest of
his life. What would his answer be?
Everyone saw Steven Dillard close his eyes and nod his head.
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