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From: Black Demon <natas@aloha.net>
Subject: {ASSM} Star Player - VI (m/f, i/r, n/c)
Date: Sat, 11 Nov 2000 23:10:02 -0500
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                    Star Player - VI (m/f, i/r, n/c)
                                   by
                              Black Demon

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                          Standard Disclaimer!
          This is a fictional story intended for Adults only!
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    Ronnie Collins at 16 years of age was the star running back on the
high school football team that just won the State Championship. At 6'3
inches and 190 lbs., it was well known that major college scouts had
watched him in numerous games.  With his `star' status, Ronnie
definitely had no shortage of willing young high school pussy to satisfy
his perpetual state of horniness, even if he was black and from the
other side of the tracks. Casey Howell, his current girlfriend was
blonde and beautiful, a real looker in anybody's book, but still Ronnie
wasn't content.  He was always looking to put that next notch onto the
bedpost, but for some reason, he found himself especially attracted to
girls who snubbed him.

    For Ronnie, there was nothing sweeter than nailing a gal who
otherwise wouldn't give him the time of day.  Of course, seduction was a
tried-and-true method of finessing his way into many an uppity girl's
tight little panties, but sometimes even Ronnie struck out.  When that
happened, it usually just made him all the more determined to nail the
fucking little bitch.  In cases like that, Ronnie resorted to whatever
method worked.  Alcohol, drugs, trickery and even rape if necessary.
His girlfriend Casey was a looker but Ronnie knew she was nothing more
than an empty-headed bimbo and at this point no longer a challenge.
Ronnie loved a gal with style and class, one that was repulsed by him.

    Such was the case with Mrs. Jessica Holt, the mother of one of his
teammates on the football team.  To Ronnie, Mrs. Jessica "Jessie" Holt
was the epitome of womanhood and would be his biggest challenge and his
most cherished prize of all.  With long brown hair, brown eyes and a
nice, tight milk white body of 5'5" and 118 lbs, she was just made for
fucking.  In addition she always seemed dressed to the nines in nice
dresses, tailored suits and those sexy fuck-me three-inch heels that
were a personal favorite of Ronnie's.  In fact, he insisted his own
girlfriend, Casey, wear three-inch heels anytime they were out
together.  Although Casey had long beautiful legs, turning all the guys
heads, in Ronnie's book she came in a distant second when compared to
Mrs. Jessica Holt.

    Ronnie had befriended Scott Holt, Jessica's son, over a year ago
when the prior season began.  But the friendship only began shortly
after the very first time Ronnie saw Scott's beautiful mother when she
had stopped off to watch Scott practice.  Once Ronnie had befriended
Scott as Scott was a sophomore and Ronnie's backup understudy.  Seeing
Scott's beautiful mother, Ronnie made sure to take advantage of the
situation as it was his chance to meet the beautiful sophisticated
woman.  Unfortunately, the feeling was not mutual as Mrs. Holt was
cordial and allowed Ronnie into her home, but there was an aloofness
about her.  It loud and clear to Ronnie that she had no interest in him
at all, other than the fact he was Scott's friend and teammate.

    Ronnie was undeterred with Mrs. Holt's aloofness, in fact that very
aloofness was what really turned him on.  It was the challenge of the
`hunt' that had his adrenaline flowing throughout his body that made it
worth all the while.   `What would a beautiful sophisticated woman of 38
have to do with a teenager?  A well respected white beauty and a  16
year old black teenager to boot!' were the obvious facts that presented
such an appealing challenge to young Ronnie.

    After a year of trying, it was proving to be a challenge might get
the best of Ronnie.  Being Scott's mentor to a degree, along with being
his friend, Ronnie sought to strengthen his hold.  He needed to get
something over Scott in hopes of using that to his advantage in nailing
his beautiful and allusive mother.  As Scott came from a straight-laced
Catholic family, it would take quite a bit of finessing to corrupt
Scott.  Little by little Ronnie introduced Scott to alcohol and drugs.

    Scott's girlfriend, Bev Churchill was a cute blonde sophomore that
attended the same church as Scott.  Bev was quite prim and proper, so it
was obvious that so Scott was still a virgin, especially that Scott
confided in him that he had gotten so hot on his dates with his
girlfriend but she wouldn't let him get farther than a little petting
here and there.  Ronnie's boasting of his many conquests had young Scott
envious and horny as hell.  They'd often double dated and through his
bad influence and peer pressure, Bev had joined in and had a beer on an
outing a few weeks earlier.

    Actually, pretty Bev Churchill was another prima donna on Ronnie's
hit list, regardless if she was Scott's girlfiend.  But now she was
removed from the `hit' list.  Last weekend's campout, at the cabin owned
by Casey's parents, took prim and proper Bev off the list.  The two
couples told their respective parents that a large group of kids would
be camping out there for the weekend but it was an excuse for just the
four of them to get away.  Of course Ronnie brought the supply of
alcohol and drugs for them, getting them from his junkie friends on the
other side of the tracks.  Bev refused to get involved with drugs and
once the others were stoned, she went for a walk along the deserted
lakefront.

    Ronnie's tolerance for the drugs far surpassed that of Casey and
Scott.  Once Casey and Scott were out cold, Ronnie decided this was his
chance alone with the little prima donna.  Looking out onto the moonlit
lake it was easy to spot the young beauty in her white short and
sweatshirt.  Slowly making his way along the trees, the adrenaline was
pumping through his body as the `hunt' was on.

    This was an easy `hunt' for Ronnie, surprising the startled Bev as
she neared the tree behind which he was hiding.  She was no match for
the powerful football player, though she fought with all her might,
kicking madly at him as her shorts and panties were torn from her.  Her
screams of pain and terror were muffled, the large hand pressing tightly
over her mouth prevented anyone from hearing her.  Had the hand not been
clamped over her mouth, her shrieks would have been heard across the
large lake when her cherry was brutally busted by a merciless thrust of
Ronnie's thick black cock.

    Bev was in a state of total confusion after the brutal rape,
confused by the horror the rape and the betrayal of her body, not
understanding why she had arched up in total ecstasy.  She just could
not comprehend what made her clasp her arms and legs around this rapist
when he took her a second time.  Why did she moan out "Ohhhhh ...........ohhh,
Ronnie ...........fuck me ...........fuck me!" as an orgasm shook her young body.

    As Bev lay moaning on the damp grass, she looked up and saw the
grinning white teeth of her rapist and could not believe his arrogance.
She could only lay there, thighs hurting, blood oozing from her once
virgin slit as Ronnie told her "Clean yourself up bitch!  You say
anything about this and I'll just say that you came onto me out here.
You claim rape and you'll have to identify me as the nigger that
`ruined' you!  Shit bitch, no one will even go out with you the rest of
your high school days when they learn you got niggered!"  Then she was
left alone as Ronnie went back into the cabin.

    Bev did not report the rape to anyone, knowing what Ronnie had told
her was so true.  Even her girlfriends would avoid her like the plague,
if she claimed rape against the star football player.  As the next
weekend came, she did not want to go out on another double date with
Ronnie and Casey.  Thus, she gave an excuse to Scott that she had to do
a term paper for one of her classes and couldn't go out that weekend.

    Once Ronnie learned from Scott that Bev couldn't make it, he told
Casey he'd be tied up with Scott and the boys, so he could move to his
next course of action.  Tina Nolan, a sexy blonde bimbo, was the surest
lay in school and couldn't get enough of Ronnie's black dick.  Tina
would do anything for Ronnie and thus it was easy for him up things with
Tina.

    It was all planned but poor Tina practically had to rape the shy
Scott to finally get his cherry.  Once Scott was literally balls deep in
Tina Nolan, Ronnie `accidentally' walked in on them.  His hold over the
embarrassed  Scott was secure, knowing Scott would never argue with him
no matter how trivial it was.  Of course, Ronnie assured Scott that his
involvement with alcohol, drugs, and Tina Nolan was just their little
secret.  But Scott knew that Ronnie had him over a barrel and he should
never him.

    Ronnie acted pretty cool about things, trying to put Scott's mind at
ease, but the wheels were already turning.  His mind churned out all the
possibilities as to how he could use his leverage over Scott.  Leverage
that would put himself in a position to nail Scott's sexy mom.  He
closed his eyes picturing the aloof beauty with her long white legs
wrapped around his black ass, screaming for him to fuck her good.  His
cock twitched at the thought of bringing the bitch down a peg or two.

    That opportunity came the night of the awards banquet.  Ronnie and
Casey double dated with Scott and Bev, with Scott driving his car.  Bev
was rather reluctant to double date, one due the fact that Ronnie had
viciously raped her at the cabin but mainly because she could not get to
bed each night.  Not that she couldn't sleep due to nightmares of the
rape but her constant dreaming of how her body had betrayed her that
night.  The only relief she could get to put herself to sleep was to
close her eyes as she rubbed her sensitive clit, picturing Ronnie black
body fucking hard into her.

    A lot of the players' parents attended, Mrs. Holt included.  When
Ronnie saw her enter, his cock twitched repeatedly as she looked
especially sexy that night.  Mrs. Holt had driven herself to the banquet
and Ronnie noticed that Scott's father wasn't with her.  When asked,
Scott explained that his dad had been called out of town on a business
emergency would be back the next day.  The wheels started turning for
Ronnie, the adrenaline flowing as the `hunt' was now on.  It was the
chance he'd waited more than a year for and he was determined to cash
in.  For maybe the first time in his life, however, Ronnie didn't have a
clue to how to pull it off, not just yet anyway.  There were just too
many variables and such a short time in which to pull it off.

    Suddenly, it came to him and it was Mrs. Holt herself who gave him
the idea.  Midway through the banquet, Ronnie saw her reach into her
purse for some aspirin.  Ronnie offered to get her another Pepsi, after
inquiring if she was okay.  "Just a slight headache. I'll be fine," she
assured him.  Not if Ronnie could pull off his plan, she wouldn't.
Ronnie always carried an assortment of drugs with him, and Jessica's
headache opened the door for Ronnie to deal himself into the game.
Winning this game would be the ultimate prize and Ronnie intended to
have that prize with him by night's end.  An that prize was Mrs. Jessica
Holt's sweet pair of panties.

    Ronnie didn't want to knock her completely out, at least not right
then, he wanting her to know she was being fucked by a `real' man.  He
just needed to slow her down a bit, make her woozy and unable to drive.
He had just what the doctor ordered and he slipped it into her drink,
then waited for the drug to work its magic.

    A half hour later, the lovely Mrs. Holt was noticeably woozy.  With
Scott and Bev off talking to friends and Casey in the restroom, Ronnie
leaned in close and asked her if she's okay.  "I....I think... ..I'm kind
of ......... I'm feeling a little dizzy!" she responded.  Ronnie asked if he
should drive her home but she insisted that she'd be fine in a few
moments.

    After five more minutes, Mrs. Holt was feeling worst and Ronnie
again asked if she'd like for him to drive her home, telling her that
he'd been to many of this award banquets and it was no big deal to him.
He also added that this was Scott big night at the awards banquet,
getting the most improved player award, and they should let him enjoy
it.  Mrs. Holt nodded in agreement with what he was saying and this time
she took him up on his offer.

    Ronnie already has it all figured out.  He told Scott that his mom
was feeling a bit woozy and he'd better drive her home in her car.
Scott offered of course, after all, it was his mom who's ill.  But
Ronnie told Scott the same thing he had told his mom, that he should
stay and enjoy the honor that he received that night.  Also, his mom was
agreeable with it and wanted Scott to enjoy this night.   Besides Scott
drove that night and him mom's car was also here.  He told Scott that he
should take the girls home in his car when the banquet was over.  Then
he could swing back home to pick him up, saying he'd watch some
television till he got there.

    Ronnie knew the drug would keep Mrs. Holt woozy for at least a few
hours and he was itching to move on to the next phase of his plan.
Ronnie helped Scott assist his mom to her car and then the race was
on.   As the banquet had a half hour to go, Ronnie calculated that along
with the time it would take for Scott to retrieve girls from their
classmates and then shuttle them home.

    The whole way home Ronnie was anticipating the ecstasy of finally
claiming his prize.  The load he'd planned to pump into his girlfriend
that night was now earmarked for beautiful Mrs. Jessica Holt's fertile
womb.  After arriving and helping the wobbly Mrs. Holt into the house
and straight to the bedroom, he sat her down on her bed and quickly
checked the time.

    Going to the kitchen Ronnie brought Mrs. Holt a glass of water and
handed her a pill.  Groggy, she asked what it was and he told her it'd
help her with her dizziness.  Head spinning and her guard down, Jessica
downed the pill with the glass of water.  Adrenaline pumping, Ronnie
then set about to claim his prize.

    At first Jessica thought Ronnie was just trying to help her to be a
bit more comfortable.  But it quickly registered, even in her drugged
haze, that Ronnie's attentions were both inappropriate and unwelcome.
She began to struggle but was no match for the athletic teenager.  She
tried to cry out but a large black hand was clamped over her mouth and
stifled her screams.

    Ronnie knew that Jessica's young daughter, Stephanie, was asleep,
just down the hall.  In fact, though she was just thirteen, she was the
spitting image of her beautiful mother.  It would've been a nice bonus
to knock up both mother and daughter on the same night but he was racing
against time.  He decided the smart play was just to concentrate on
doing the mother, after all the time he'd been trying to get into her
panties.

    He whispered into her ear to `Keep quiet and don't scream or I'll
hurt little Stephanie.  Besides, you wouldn't want her to wake up and
find her mother getting fucked by her brother's best friend, would you?
Think of the scandal it would generate at school and around town!
What's Mr. Holt going to say when he learns that his beautiful wife
spread her long white legs for a black boy, huh, Mrs. Holt?"

    That threat and taunting was enough to take the fight out of her as
Ronnie caressed her breasts through her beautiful blue dress.  The
stimulation of the caressing soon had the stiff buds indenting the dress
and Ronnie playfully flicked them with his thumbs.   Tears in her eyes,
head spinning, Mrs. Holt could only sob and softly plead "Please ..........oh,
please .............this is so wrong ...........please!"

    Though pressed for time, Ronnie wanted to savor this exquisite
moment, wanting to remember every moment as he slowly stripped this
beautiful sophisticated woman of her clothing and her dignity.  He was
gonna knock this aloof bitch down a peg or two and his long black peg
was more than capable of doing the job.   The top of her blue crisp blue
dress was now crinkled from his rough groping hands.  He lifted the limp
unresisting beauty and undid the back zipper, then pulled the front of
her dress down her ivory shoulders to reveal her lacy baby blue bra.
Pushing the thin bra up to reveal the twin beauties, he began to feast
on the tender pink buds.

    "Oh, please ............ohhhhh .........ohhhhhhhhh!" Jessica moaned, at this
unwanted stimulation.  "Please ..........please stop!  Please,  I'm a married
woman ...............this can't happen ...........you're just a boy!" she pleaded
desperately.  But the tonguing continued as her dressed was pushed into
a bunch at her hips, then over her hips.  "Please ...........please don't rape
me ....................I .....I ......I've always been true to my husband ........please!" she
sobbed.

    Stopping his sucking on a pink nipple for a moment, Ronnie got up
and stood alongside the bed.  He looked at the sobbing wife "You
beautiful bitch!  You're wrong on one point, bitch!  I ain't no boy!
You're gonna get fucked real good tonight, gonna get fucked by a `real'
man tonight!  Take a good look at this bitch!"

    Jessica's hazed eyes turned to the movement beside her.  Her eyes
widened as she gasped "Oh, my God!  Oh, noooo ...........it ........its too ....too
big ............please ........no .......no .....please don't rape me!  I .......I can't take
anything like that ...............please, please you'll tear me badly!"  Her eyes
widened more as a thick drop of goo oozed from the tip of the cockhead
and it was not just inches from her face.

    Ronnie smiled as he observed the horrified beauty cringe and shiver
in disgust.  "C'mon, give it a kiss, Mrs. Holt!" Her shocked and
horrified face gave him all the satisfaction he could hope for.  Then he
taunted "What's that matter, Mrs. Holt, never sucked a cock before?"
Now Ronnie was in for a surprise as the beauty clenched her lips tightly
and shook her head, brown hair whipping about her.  He knew he was
pressed for time but he had to give the bitch a little taste of his
black meat.

    "Open your mouth and lick it, Mrs. Holt!" he ordered.  But the
beauty turned her head to the other side and refused to comply.  "Better
turn this way and give it a good suck, bitch!  You got five seconds and
then I'm gonna give little Stephanie a visit and pop her precious
cherry!" he advised.

    Hearing this, Jessica had to save her little girl from being raped.
Tears pouring from her eyes she turned quickly, body shuddering in utter
disgust as she forced herself to open her mouth.  She thought she would
throw up right then as the rubbery black cockhead pushed between her
lips.  She shivered as her tongue touched the gooey substance at the
tip, wanting to throw up at her very first taste of male cum.  Jessica
wished she was dead than to perform such a filthy act but she had to
save her little girl.

    Although Ronnie wanted to have this uppity bitch choking on his full
load of nigger cum, he had to fulfill his goal of getting between her
beautiful legs and give her the fucking of her life.  Just the fact that
this bitch had never sucked a cock before had Ronnie on the verge of
losing it completely.  Knowing he had to pull out soon or lose it, he
shucked his cock a couple of times to give her a good sample of his
salty cum juice.

    Ronnie had to hurry, desperately needing to get his rocks off at
this time.  Quickly he slipped off her white heels, then pulled her
crumpled dress down her trim legs.  Next he peeled her pantyhose down
and then her baby blue panties.  As roughly spread her trim white legs
and crawled up between them.  The sobbing wife could only lay there
meekly, whispering for him to please stop, pleading for him not to do
this to her.

    Nuzzling his face in the soft fur, Ronnie darted his thick tongue
out to taste the sweet honey.  His tongue licked up and down the slick
slit, finding her sensitive clit, then flicking his tongue to tease it.
"Ohhhhhhhhh ....................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Godddddddddddd!" Jessica
groaned loudly, her hips arching up into the slurping mouth, body
shaking in a wild convulsion.  As she fell back onto the bed, coming
down from the heights of pleasure, her shame and humiliation began to
overtake her.  Never had she experienced such a pleasure in her marriage
and being from a straight-laced Catholic family, this was so sinful.

    Then, as Ronnie mounted her, Jessica pleaded "Please ..........please
don't rape me!  I'm not on any birth control!  Please ............I .......I might
get pregnant!  Don't ..........please!  Condom .......use a condom, pleaseeeeeee!
Put a condom on ............it's in the top drawer!"  Ronnie laughed "Can't feel
a damned thing with a fucking rubber on!  Don't worry, Mrs. Holt, I'll
pull out in time, there's no need to worry!"

    Ronnie rubbed his shaft head along the slick slit, bringing it up to
rub against her sensitive clit.  Then he pushed forward, splitting the
slick love till it stretched to envelope the pulsing black cockhead.
"Ohhhhhhhhh ......................my, God , it hurtttttssss ...........oooohhhhh, we must
stopppp!" Jessica gasped as her cunt muscles clamped tightly around the
thick black bulb.

    Pushing forward, inch by inch into the tight slick folds of the
squirming beauty, the reluctant wife's body began to betray her.
Unconsciously her arms clutched around his broad shoulders and legs
crossed over the ass of her rapist.  Ronnie felt the trim legs around
him squeezing at him, trying desperately pull him deeper into her.
Losing all will power, Jessica pleaded "Oh, please ......please
........ohhhhhhhh,  ......ohhhhhhhh!"

     "Ohhhhhhhh ...............owwwwwwww ................oh, nooooooo I ....I can't
..........stopppp ........stop ............you're too biggggg!" Jessica yelled, her hands
now trying to push her rapist away from her.  She was being stretched
beyond belief, never having encountered such a monstrosity.
"Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ..........ohhhhhhhhh ...................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she
sobbed when Ronnie pushed forward to spear more of his black shaft into
her.  With a hard lunge, Ronnie's cock lanced deeply into the groaning
young wife.

     The long deep thrusts and withdrawals sent Jessica over the edge,
thigh muscles now contracting around the mighty shaft within her
whenever it plunged deep into her womb.  "Ohhh .....ohhhh .....ohhhh .....ohhh
.....ohhhh .........!" she chanted in timing with each thrust.  With long deep
strokes, Ronnie deliberately slowed his pumping action to let the young
wife feel every inch of his long cock. Then he began to speed up his
long thrusts "Tell me what you want, Mrs. Holt!  Gonna have to stop now,
Mrs. Holt! "

    Then Ronnie stopped his cock stopped in the middle of a thrust,
deliberately letting his thick cock pulsate madly in the clenching snug
confines.  "Wh ...wh ....what?  Oh, please ......please, don't stop ............please,
I'm so close ........please!" Jessica begged, trying desperately to clasp
her legs and arms tighter against his muscular black body.

    "I'm gonna cum if I don't pull it out, Mrs. Holt!  Gonna have to
stop fucking or I'm gonna cum in ya!  Gonna shoot it in ya if I don't
stop now!" Ronnie taunted, holding his body absolutely still as the
frantic wife desperately tried to arch herself up further onto his black
pole.  "Oh, please ... please .......I'm so close .............you .......you can't stop
........not now!" Jessica begged.

    "But Mrs. Holt, you said you're not protected!  You're gonna get
knocked up if I cum in you?" Ronnie quizzed tauntingly.  Jessica was
desperate to quench the heat between her legs.  Even in her hazy
condition, she knew it was so dangerous, too dangerous to even chance.
Her hair whipped from side to side in desperation, squeezing her thighs
and tightening her legs around her rapist, trying desperately to have
him resume his thrusts.  Hunching up madly without much success, Jessica
pleaded "Please, please .................please.....Oh, God .....damn you ......damn you!"

     "Ohhhh, Mrs. Holt, I'm gonna cum in you if you don't stop!  Gotta
pull out now or I'm gonna cum!" Ronnie groaned.  But there was no way in
hell that he'd even consider pulling out at this point for he wanted to
knock this uppity bitch up. Desperate to achieve her climax, Jessica
begged "Oh, please ...............please .........fuck me, fuck me ..............I ....I .....don't
care .........shoot it in me  ..........shoot your cum in me!"

     Grasping her trim white hips, Ronnie reared back slowly till just
the tip of his cock remained captured in her snug hole, then slammed
forward will all his might, burying his cock deep into her womb.
"Argggggggg .........ohhhhhh ...ohhhhhhhh ........ohhhhhhhhhhh ..........its so ......so
bigggggg!" Jessica groaned as the fucking sped up to jackhammer speed.

      "Ohhhh ......ohhhhhhh ............. ohhhhhhhh ............. ohhhhhhhhhhhh
.......ohhhhhhhh, my GGGGooodddddddddddd ...............yeeeeeeeeessssssssssss!"
Jessica moaned loudly, her back arching as an orgasm shook her.   This
was all Ronnie could handle, he had to cum and very soon.  "Oh, baby
..........you sweet little bitch .......gonna knock you up good!" he groaned, body
convulsing as his cock began to belch out its hot potent cream, deep
into the fertile womb of the lovely wife.

     Having just had the fuck of her life, tears formed in Jessica's
eyes as she began to quietly sob.  "Please ...........please .........you must get
off ..........I need to douche .........you didn't wear a condom ............I....I might get
pregnant!" she whimpered.  "Ohhhhh ......nooo!" she sobbed as the cock that
had so recently gave her so much pleasure made her shudder in revulsion
as it twitched in her swamped love slit.  She tried frantically to push
him off her body, knowing it would soon be too late if he didn't get off
her.

     Looking at the nearby clock, time was running out as Ronnie
expected Scott back in ten minutes or less.  He didn't want to get off
the sobbing beauty yet, he enjoyed feeling her struggle, wanted his seed
to take root.

     Jessica was frantic, pounding at her rapist "You black bastard, you
raped me!"  Then she groaned as the thick cocked was pulled out of her
with a loud `pop'.  She struggled to get up, her thighs hurt so bad from
being widely split apart, her cunt felt as if it was torn inside for the
thick monstrosity.  Just as she sat up a bit, she was again being
manhandled by the devious teenager, finding herself now on all fours.

     "Black bastard, huh?  Is that what you called me, bitch?  Still the
same uppity Mrs. Holt!  Gonna teach you a fucking lesson bitch!" Ronnie
growled.  Shuffling up on the bed, Ronnie got into position.  He was
gonna really give it to her this time.  "Go ahead and scream all you
want bitch!  When little Stephanie comes in her, you can kiss her cherry
goodbye!" he advised, grasping her by he hips and grinding his hardening
prong between her soft white cheeks.

     It finally registered in Jessica's drugged mind that this teenager
intended on sodomizing her.  He was actually intending to fuck her in
the ass.  "Please ........please ............I'm sorry ............I'm sorry I called you
that ............please ..............please don't rape me there ....................please  .....I ...I
...I've never done it before!" she pleaded.  As she felt the hard cockhead
nuzzling between her asscheeks, she feared the pain would kill her.  She
couldn't scream, couldn't bring her daughter to her destruction.  At the
cockhead began to push into her resisting hole, the pain was already so
unbearable.  Reaching out to the nearby pillow, her husband's pillow,
she dragged it to her and bit down into it.  She bit down just in time
for her screams would have waken the entire neighborhood as Ronnie
slammed brutally into her once cherry ass.

    Hearing the sound of Scott's car pulling into the driveway, Ronnie
quickly throw his clothes, leaving Scott's beautiful mother curled up in
the fetal position and whimpering in pain and humiliation.  He reminds
her of the scandal it would cause if word of what happened tonight got
around.  Besides, he told, he was still a minor and he'd say she seduced
him.  Even if he got convicted of rape, he'd only go to the DH.  With
that, Ronnie headed down the hall to the living room, turned on the
television and acted as if nothing happened.

    Scott came in and asked how his mom was doing and Ronnie reassured
his friend that she was much better, that she went to bed and he was
sure she'd be just fine in the morning.  The pill he gave her just
before he raped her would assure that she fell into a deep sleep.
Ronnie was confident she wouldn't bother to report the rape and risk
dragging her own name and reputation through the mud.  With that, he
tells Scott he's beat and ready for that ride home.

     Over the next week, Jessica was overwhelmed with shame and guilt.
She of course had not reported the rape, not wanting to divulge the
details of her defilement to anyone, especially her husband.  She was
afraid he could no longer love her anymore, not wanting to touch her
`soiled' body.  She had never sucked her husband, though he had begged
her to over the many years of their marriage.  What would he think if he
learned that she had put that filthy black cock in her mouth, even under
duress.  She felt so ashamed but worst yet she felt so guilty at the way
her body had responded.  Never had she reached such orgasms as when she
was raped and when she was buggered in the ass with the teenager rubbing
her clit till she climaxed.

     Each time Ronnie showed up to visit Scott, he noticed how jittery
Mrs. Holt became and how quickly she excused herself in going to her
bedroom.  On this Saturday, Scott's dad was making a cookout with
burgers on the grill.  Mrs. Holt should be returning shortly from a
community meeting in time to have lunch with them and Scott invited
Ronnie to stay, which he happily accepted.

    When Jessica returned home, she shivered in fright upon learning
that her teenage tormentor was having lunch at her home.  But there was
nothing she could do.  She wanted to go into her bedroom and stay there
till he left but how could she explain it to her husband and family.
Thus, with the food already cooked and just off the grill, there was
nothing she could do.

    They all sat about the outdoor area eating a leisurely lunch, but
Mrs. Holt was rather quiet throughout it all.  Just a few comments here
and there but Ronnie knew exactly what was going through her mind,
especially when out of everyone's view except the beautiful wife, he
rubbed his bulging crotch and watched the shiver run through her entire
body.

    With her husband and family home, Jessica breathed a sigh, knowing
that she was not in any danger from this teenage rapist.  Once lunch of
over, Stephanie reminded her that she was going over to a neighbor's and
was already late, thus making a quick exit.  As she took the first batch
of dishes into the kitchen, her husband began to clean the grill, while
Scott and Ronnie began to gather up the other dishes.  Then the phone
rang and it was Scott's girlfriend and Ronnie signaled him to go ahead
and talk to his girlfriend.

    In the kitchen, Jessica thought she would be safe, but then she
heard the heavy set of footsteps behind her.  Looking out the kitchen
window, she could see her husband emptying the coals while her son sat
on the brick wall chatting on the cordless phone.  Her eyes closed as
the dishes were set down on the nearby counter, she prayed that her
son's friend would merely go back out into the backyard and leave her
alone.

    Jessica shivered as firm hands caressed her hips, fingers slowly
wandering down to the hem of her skirt.  She gasped and shivered as the
exploring hands slowly made their way under her skirt and begin to
caress her inner thighs.  Her body seemed to just melt at that point,
she groaned and her head tilted back to rest on the broad teenage
chest.  Then she felt her loosely fitted lacy bra being pushed up to
bare her breasts.

    Five minutes later, Ronnie smiled as he walked back into the
backyard to see if Mr. Holt needed any help with cleaning the grill.  In
the kitchen, Mrs. Holt leaned against the kitchen sink, trying to catch
her breath with her lacy pink panties laying upon her white heels and a
black teenager's cum drooling down her trim ivory legs.


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