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                                     Asian Cherry Popper III
                                            (m/f, i/r, n/c)
                                                by
                                            Black Demon
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                  Note:  The story below is a story in itself.  However, 

                               it is also a direct continuation
                            of the earlier story entitled:  Asian Cherry 

                                          Popper I and II
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"Three for fuck'n three!  Marcus, my man ............ya sure as hell can 
pick'em!  Damn, yer good ...............damn fuck'n
good!" Marcus Turner congratulated himself on his fantastic scorecard. 
It was quite a scorecard, a very unusual one indeed,
for it was not one of successful seductions but that of successful rapes 
of lovely innocent Asian beauties.  Having initiated his
lust while stationed in Japan, getting away with a vicious rape, Marcus 
could not refrain from continuing to seek out more
unfortunate victims that crossed his path.

Closing his eyes as he stroked his lengthy boner, Marcus replayed the 
exciting events of the three rapes that he had committed.
What excited him most was the fact that each of his chosen victims were 
engaged to be married and that he had popped each
of the beauty's precious little cherry when he forced himself into them. 
  'Damn, that was so fuck'n great ............feeling them
squirm and fight me every step of the way ..............hearing each of them 
scream bloody murder when I popped her fuck'n
cherry!' he gloated.

As it had been two weeks since he had raped the beautiful nurse in the 
new hospital wing under construction, Marcus was
horny as hell and once again needed to sate his vile pent-up lust. 
Having kept his eyes open, even following several innocent
beauties around, none had met the stringent criteria that he had set. 
Once he discovered that the lovely beauty was not sporting
an engagement ring, Marcus immediately lost interest and curtailed his 
pursuit of that lucky beauty.

Drinking a cup of coffee while reading the Sunday morning paper, to 
Marcus' surprise, there she was ........................the
next lovely Asian beauty that he intended on fucking before her wedding 
date.  The picture that caught his attention was in the
section of marriages and engagements, that of the lovely Ms. Jennifer 
Yamaguchi, who's wedding to a Bert Sanders would be
taking place at the end of June.

Licking his lips as he took in her loveliness, Marcus uttered "Damn, so 
innocent looking!  Fuck, I'd give 5 to 1 odds that this
little sweetie's got her precious little cherry in tack.  God, can't 
wait to hear her scream when I get between her sexy legs and
pop her cherry!"  Licking his lips as he continued to gaze at the 
beauty's photo, Marcus chuckled as he added "But I's gonna
give ya a nice wedding present, honey ....................one that'll jist bigger 
and bigger in that little tummy of yers!"

For Jennifer Yamaguchi, at the young age of 23, she was so exciting upon 
announcing her engagement to handsome Bert
Sanders.  Wanting all her sorority sisters across the state to see that 
she and Bert would be getting married, especially since
they all knew Bert since they had been dating from her junior year in 
college.  But Jennifer would not have placed the
announcement in the newspaper if it had dawned upon her would also draw 
the attention of a perverted rapist.

Now, with a red circle being placed around her picture, Jennifer was a 
woman marked for doom and destruction by the
sadistic Marcus Turner.  Unwittingly, Jennifer had included information 
that would make it quite easy for Marcus to begin
following her as the article contained the fact that she was an interior 
decorator with Galaxy Interiors.  From there, all Marcus
had to do was to open the phone book for the address of the company she 
worked at.

Across the street from the employees' parking lot of Galaxy Interiors, 
peering through a pair of binoculars, it was easy for
Marcus to spot the lovely beauty with long black hair as she exited the 
building with several of her co-workers.  Cock
hardening in his pants, Marcus anxiously waited for her to get in and 
start up her car so he could follow her on home.  Seeing
her up close through the aid of his binoculars, Marcus wished that 
somehow he could get into her panties right at that moment.

Following the unsuspecting beauty for several miles, leaving the 
populated downtown area for the suburbs, Marcus wondered if
she'd be traveling through any desolate areas that he could force her 
off the side of the road and drag her into the bushes.
Taking a deep breath, knowing that such a move would be the worst thing 
he could possibly do in regards to avoiding capture
of the vicious crime intended, Marcus told himself 'Be patient!  Be 
patient!  Otherwise, you could be put in the slammer for the
next 20 fuck'n years, fool!'

Fortunately for Marcus, he was forced to keep his lust in check even 
though a couple of heavily brushed areas were passed
with no houses in sight.  At each of the potential spots, a lot of cars 
were approaching in the opposite direction and he could
not enact any attempt to force the unsuspecting beauty's car off the 
road.  Dropping back a bit, he held himself in check, telling
himself to bide his time in pursuing this sexy little beauty.

Observing a left blinker on the rear of the car he was following, Marcus 
slowed down a bit so as not to get too close to the
unsuspecting beauty.  As the car turned, Marcus proceeded ahead and 
sighed in disappointment as he observed a security gate
being lowered after the car entered.  Seeing that it was a gated 
apartment complex, with a security post out front, he realized
that it would be very risky to attempt anything at the apartment complex.

Returning to his apartment, it was back to the drawing board for Marcus 
as there would be no way to break into the beauty's
secured apartment building, not without assuming too much of a risk. 
'There's got to be a fuck'n way .....................where
I's can git the purty little bitch all alone with me!  Jist gotta think 
this out carefully!' he told himself.  Then, recalling that she was
an interior decorator, his mind began churning out a devious plan to 
accomplish his vile intentions.

Anxious to pull off his plan, having scouted the beauty for the past 
week, Marcus was now about to initiate it.  Having taken the
edge off his lust by paying a hooker to service him over the past 
weekend, he worked out a deal with the bimbo bitch where
she'd get thirty bucks by just talking on the phone to the unsuspecting 
beauty for a few minutes.  So as not having the bimbo
know anything about the unsuspecting beauty, other than her last name, 
Marcus would place the call and ask the reception for
Miss Yamaguchi, preventing the hooker from knowing what firm she worked 
for.

Dialing the number and hearing the receptionist answer "Galaxy 
Interiors!  How may I help you?"  "Miss Yamaguchi, please!"
Marcus advised.  As the connection was being made, Marcus handed the 
phone over to Gladys, the bimbo who he had
rehearsed the script with several times.  He then listened intently as 
the conversation commenced "Hi!  My name is Gladys
Gordon!  My husband works with your fiancé Bert Sanders and I was told 
to give you a call for help in decorating my new
home!  Any chance of you taking a look at my home today ...........I'm so 
anxious to get started!"

Seeing Gladys look towards him and give a wink, Marcus smiled and his 
cock lurched in his pants as he heard the meeting was
set for 2:30 that afternoon.  He watched as Gladys read off the address 
he had earlier provided her with.  The address was for
a rental home that Marcus had found while driving about, a perfect 
location that did not have homes immediately next to it, for it
would be all the more exciting to have the lovely bride-to-be squirming 
and squealing beneath him.  A house that the owner
indicated he was able to show on weekends only.

With Bert often referring customers to her, Jennifer did not think to 
ask any further questions as to the woman's husband.  She
was anxious to increase her sales productivity with Galaxy Interiors, 
wanting to prove herself in the industry.  Checking the
time, Jennifer figured that she would check out for the remainder of the 
day once she left to meet with Gladys Gordon and her
husband at 2:30 that afternoon.

Getting into her car, double-checking the map, Jennifer proceeded out of 
the parking lot and headed off into the direction of the
address provided to her.  Driving out of the city and toward the 
suburban area, Jennifer found the cross-street and shortly
found the subdivision she was looking for.  Looking at her watch, 
Jennifer then realized that it had taken much longer than
expected to get here.  The fender-bender holding up traffic certainly 
had not helped the situation.

Trying to look at the small address numbers on the mailboxes, Jennifer 
was startled when her cellphone rang in her purse.
Retrieving the phone from her purse, Jennifer smiled in seeing that it 
was Bert calling for her.  Excitedly answering the phone,
she only allowed Bert to say "Hi, babe!  How are you?"  "Hi, honey! 
Thanks for referring the Gordons' to me!  I can't really
talk right now!  I'm running a bit late and trying to find your friend's 
house!  Oh, there it is .................got to run, honey!  I'll
call you later tonight!  Wish me luck on the sale!"

"Gordons?  I ......................Jenny?" Bert spoke into the dead phone as Jennifer 
had hung up the phone on him.  He knew
of no Gordons nor had he referred anyone to Jennifer recently as he had 
been tied up in a major project.  Something just did
not seem right for some reason.  Dialing Jennifer's cell number, he then 
sighed as he got her voicemail which indicated that the
phone had been turned off.  Shrugging, Bert hung up the phone and 
dismissed it, figuring that he could inquire about the
Gordons later.

Seeing a car parked in the driveway, Jennifer grabbed her purse and 
samples as she trotted up the walkway in her heels.
Straightening up her dress and brushing back her long black hair, 
wanting to look presentable, Jennifer then rang the doorbell.
Putting on a bright smile as the door opened, a shiver of fear coursed 
throughout her petite body upon seeing a tall grinning
black man on the other side of the door.

Looking up in awe, Jennifer could only nod when the man greeted her "Hi, 
ya must be Miss Yamaguchi, the interior decorator
that Gladys mentioned!  Come right on in!"  Finally finding her voice, 
stepping inside as the man held the door open for her,
Jennifer replied "Hi .............you .................you must be Mr. Gordon!"  She 
shivered in nervousness in seeing the large
black hand being extended to greet her.  Not wanting to offend the man, 
she extended her right hand, then shuddered as her
petite manicured hand was engulfed in a much larger and callused one.

Looking around nervously as the front door was closed behind her, 
Jennifer stammered "Where ....................where's Mrs.
...............Mrs. Gordon!"  Upon hearing the reply of "Oh, she should be here 
any minute now!" Jennifer's heart began
pounding in her chest as she realized that she was now all alone in the 
house with this muscular black man who towered more
than a foot over her.  Jennifer wanted to tell the man that she'd go 
outside and wait for his wife to get home but knew that it
would make it quite impolite and give the obvious signal that she was 
afraid to be alone with him in the house.

Marcus could see the fear register on the beauty's face, giving him a 
raging hardon that began tenting the front of his pants.
Having done away with his jockeys in anticipation of the big event, only 
the thin baggy pair of trousers was keeping his boner
from pointing straight up towards the young woman's face.  But the 
tenting of his pants was quite obvious as it drew the scared
beauty's eyes down toward the pulsating movement in his pants.  "I 
................I think I'll go outside .............and wait for
Mrs. Gordon!" the frightened beauty announced as she turned to head out 
the front door.

Just as the petite beauty turned the door handle to pull the door open, 
Marcus pushed his hand against the solid wooden door
to slam it shut, then chuckled "Aw, Miss Yamaguchi ......................can I call 
you Jennifer?  Now, ya don't need to go and
wait fer Mrs. Gordon ........................cause there ain't no Mrs. Gordon!  There's 
only one room here that needs some
decorating .....................and I's think ya'll be the only purty thing that's 
needed!  Yessiree, ya'll be jist what's needed
..................right on the middle of the king-sized bed!"

"Let me out!  Let me out!  Please ..................I'll scream .................I'll scream!" 
Jennifer threatened as she began to
shake with fear.  Then a strong black arm closed over her chest and she 
was pulled back again the evil man as he nuzzled his
face down into her hair and began nibbling at her right ear.  Jennifer 
was frozen with fear as a thick wet tongue traced her inner
earlobe, then began crying upon hearing her assailant chuckle "C'mon, 
sweetie .................let's ya and me go and decorate
the bedroom!  And ya won't need all that clothing when I's spread ya out 
right on the middle of the bed!"

Far away, Bert Sanders sat at his desk and looked at the framed photo of 
his lovely fiancee on his credenza and wondered
how her sale was coming.  Again he wondered just who this Gordon 
customer was as Jennifer had indicated that it was one of
his referrals.  Due to the big project he was working on, he hadn't seen 
his lovely bride-to-be since the past weekend and as he
was working late again tonight, it would be another two days before 
Friday came.

Gazing at the picture, Bert recalled the fantastic feeling of her soft 
lips on his during the past weekend.  With Jennifer being
brought up in a very conservative household, Bert loved the trembling of 
her soft lips the first time they kissed with their tongues
touching briefly, recalling how she had told him that he was the first 
man to kiss her in such an intimate way.  As any
red-blooded male would, he had tried to see if he could advance any 
further but then all of Jenny's defenses rose up.  She
chided him for putting his hand on her breast, making him stop 
immediately, telling him that he'd just have to wait till the
wedding night.

Closing his eyes, Bert wished that he could be holding Jennifer's soft 
sexy body up against him right at that moment.  The
thought of being the very first man to touch and soon to possess her 
entirely had him getting aroused in his chair.  Thinking of
being the first man to have her, Bert wondered how she would react when 
he penetrated her body with his aching hardon.
Little did he know that at that very instant, his lovely bride-to-be was 
being manhandled and being dragged across the living
room of a house miles away and into the master bedroom.

Had Bert been a fly on the wall miles away in the rental home, would he 
have fought with his live to save his love bride-to-be or
would his stiff pecker harden even more in excitement upon seeing 
Jennifer being accosted by a muscular black assailant.  Legs
flailing about, he would have seen his petite fiancee lose her white 
heels as they got caught in the carpeting while being dragged
backwards.  Dress torn from her, Jennifer would then be pushed down onto 
the bed while barely clad in her skimpy bra an
panties.

On all fours, Jennifer tried desperately to scramble away, only to be 
grasped by the hips and dragged back down the bed
where she now lay prone.  Hearing a zipper being undone, Jennifer was 
even more in a panic at this point, realizing that this
devious man intended on raping her as she got up on all fours once again 
to scramble away.  Sobbing, Jennifer then felt hands
grasping the waistband of her flimsy pair of panties, feeling the wisp 
of a garment being pulled down over her trim hips.  Pulled
back by the hips till she was at the edge of the bed, Jennifer shuddered 
in revulsion upon feeling a thick fleshy instrument
pushing up against her womanhood.

Clutching at the bedspread in knowing the most horrendous thing that 
could happen to her was about to take place.  It was so
big, like a baby's fist that was probing at her and seeking entrance to 
her most private parts.  "Please ..................please
.............no .................no, please .............................pleseeeeeeeee .......................I .......................I'm a
................virginnnnnn!" she pleaded, hoping that it would end this horror by 
admitting she had never been penetrated
before.  But her admittance only brought a wide smile on her assailant's 
face and anxiety to claim her virginity.

"Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee .........................................nooooooooooooooooo ......................oh,
nooooooooooooooooooooooo!  Pleaseeeeeee ...................no, no 
...........................stopppppppppppp!" Jennifer
cried and sobbed as she was brutally penetrated.  A sheer knifing pain 
shot throughout her young inexperienced body and
Jennifer thought she'd die from the agonizing pain.  Sobbing in pain, 
she shuddered as her rapist began taunting her.

  "Oh, baby ...................there went that precious little cherry of yers!  Poor 
little Bertie boy sure's gonna be disappointed
when he finds his innocent little bride ain't so innocent after all! 
Oh, yeah ...............hear all that squishing
...................that's all yer cherry juice!" Marcus gloated with pleasure as he 
fucked inches more of his raping cock into the
sobbing beauty.  Pumping in and out, he looked down between her cute 
little asscheeks to observe his bloodied cock slicing
into the innocent little bitch.

"Don't ya worry, little lady, I's gonna give Bertie boy something in 
return for sampling his purty prize
...........................yessiree .......................I's gonna have his purty bride walking down 
the aisle with a little black
bastard in her tummy!" he laughed.  "No ...................no ...................no 
.....................nooooooooooo!" came the
anguished reply as he grabbed her trim hips and slammed himself into 
her.  At this point, his pent-up lust could no longer be
controlled as Marcus kept his cock buried deep in her womb as he 
shuddered "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh
..........................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .........................cummingggggggg, sweetie 
.......................gonna knock
ya up real goodddddddddd!"

Clutching the bedspread tightly in her fists, pain emanating throughout 
her body, Jennifer shuddered as the hot explosion burst
deep within her body.  The hot liquid balm of male seed oozed into every 
crevice of her fertile womb and Jennifer quivered at
the horrid thought of the awful consequences that could result from this 
brutal rape.  'Oh, God .................oh, my God
.....................please ......................please don't let me get impregnated with this 
man's black baby!' she prayed.

His now overly sensitive cock beginning to dwindle in the raped beauty's 
tight sleeve, Marcus pushed her forward a bit and slid
out entirely, giving her another push as she fell atop the rumpled bed. 
  Grabbing her sheer white panties on the bed, he then
wrapped it around his bloody cock and wiped the bloody mess off with it. 
  Sliding off the bed, he went to the refrigerator and
popped open a beer from the six pack he had put in there earlier.

Sitting in the armchair next to the bed, Marcus looked over at the still 
sobbing beauty, waiting for his cock to revive itself.
Finishing his beer, Marcus stood up and grabbed the sobbing beauty by 
the wrist and pulled her to the edge of the bed, then
advised "Git yer ass off the bed and come over here!"  Holding the 
wobbly beauty by the elbow, he walked her over to the
chair he had been sitting on.  Taking a seat once again, he grasped her 
trim hips and pulled her down towards him, instructing
her "Get in the saddle and ride me, baby!  C'mon, grab onto my cock and 
put it in!"

With the strong hands on her hips, Jennifer was too afraid to disobey 
his instructions as she reached down to grasp his
manhood.  Never having touched a man before, she shuddered upon 
realizing just how big it was as she was unable to encircle
it with her fingers.  Cock in hand, Jennifer obeyed and placed the 
weapon upright beneath her as her rapist pulled her down
right onto it.  Already split wide open by it, Jennifer quivered as the 
bloated cockhead once again parted her womanhood and
became enveloped within her pulsating slit.

Lifted up and pulled back down by the strong black hands, sliding on and 
off the big black prong, Jennifer bit her bottom lip as
an unwanted sensation of pleasure suddenly coursed through her body.  Up 
and down, time and again, the pleasurable
sensations intensified as the speed of the fuck picked up steam.  Eyes 
closed as she bit down on her bottom lip, Jennifer was
oblivious to the fact that her rapist no longer had his hands on her 
hips.  All the up and down movements were now of her own
doing.

Marcus smiled widely in seeing that he had unleashed the wildcat in this 
once innocent beauty as she was fucking herself up and
down on his joystick.  Reaching up, he thumbed her pinkish-brown buds, 
feeling them harden under his touch as she continued
to ride him.  "Hmmmmmmm ........................hmmmmmmm .............hmmmmmmmm!" came the 
mewling sounds of
pleasure from the beauty's succulent lips as she continued to jog up and 
down on his black spear.

"Ahhhhhhh ................ahhhhhhh ...................ahhhhhhhh ................ahhhhhhhh
..........................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" came the beauty's moans of 
sheer pleasure as she plopped her
butt down onto him as she squirmed about in her first ever 
mind-shattering orgasm.
"Argggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she cried out above him as he 
uncorked his eruption of hot cum far up in her now
horny twat.

Later that night, once her rapist had departed, Jennifer was glad to 
find that the heater was on and the water running in the
house.  Standing under a hot shower for nearly forty minutes, she prayed 
that the vile rapist had not left her with his baby in her
tummy.  She knew that she was supposed to call Bert tonight but just 
couldn't find the nerve to talk to him with breaking down
in shame and humiliation.  Blinking back the tears of shame, she decided 
to merely use her cellphone and leave him a text
message, saying that she was tied up with the customer and would call 
him tomorrow.

Driving back home, Jennifer realized that it had been over a six hour 
ordeal with the insatiable rapist who had taken her time
and time again.  She felt so dirty, unclean, and wondered just how she 
could go into her marriage in such a soiled condition.
She loved Bret but now felt that he deserved better, someone who hadn't 
been 'raped and ruined' as her vile rapist had taunted
her .......................when she orgasmed time and time again on his thick, sturdy 
and spurting manhood.

Picturing the events at the end of the ordeal, Jennifer chided herself 
'How could you have done such a shameful thing?  Begging
him not to stop ....................wrapping your arms and legs around him like he 
was the man you loved
........................wanting him to continue ..............FUCKING .............you!  How many times 
did he take to an
orgasm ..................send you into outer space .....................can you remember?'

On her wedding day, one that should have been filled with joy and 
happiness, Jennifer's was one of horror and mixed emotions
of going through with the wedding.  With her parents, friends and guests 
all in attendance, how could she now back out of it.
Sure, she was deeply in love with Bret but how could she marry him at 
this point, especially with the home test taken earlier that
morning showing that she was indeed pregnant with her rapist's black baby.

Walking down the aisle on her father's arm, she gazed down at the front 
pew where Bret stood along with the best man and
ushers.  Worried about Bret discovering the lack of her virginity, 
Jennifer decided that she would encourage his frat brothers to
give him toast after toast till Bret would not be able to think clearly. 
  With the firm employing Bret having several black men and
women there, Jennifer did not think anything of it, until she observed a 
widely smiling face that she recognized off in the
distance.


End of Story.

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