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Halloween Horror!
(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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Dushawn Davis, a young black stud who prided himself on his prowess in 
bed.  He especially had a thing for white pussy ......................blonde white 
pussy!  He had nailed his fair share of young white pussy, and his 
current girlfriend Terri Martin was a real looker with a sexual appetite 
second only to Dushawn's.  But Dushawn wasn't the kind of guy to be 
satisfied with just one lover, even one as sexy and accommodating as 
Terri, as he was always looking ahead to his next conquest.

It was Halloween coming up soon, Dushawn's favorite night of the year. 
Ever since he was a kid, Halloween was a night of fun, mischief and 
unbounded revelry.  He and Terri had plans to attend a Halloween party 
that promised to be a 5-star affair.  However, when Terri told him today 
that they'd have to be a bit late in attending the party because she had 
to baby-sit that night, Dushawn was pissed at first.

Terri tried to reason with Dushawn that they would only be an hour or so 
late for the party.  He eventually gave in but not for Terri's reasoning 
as she had thought.  The fact that Dushawn didn't absolutely insist that 
his girlfriend blow off the baby-sitting gig had nothing to do with 
being supportive of her argument, it had everything to do with the fact 
that Terri would be baby-sitting Amy Renfro's two preteen children, 
Kelly and Kile.

Terri had been babysitting the Renfro children since before she had met 
Dushawn and, unbeknownst to her, Dushawn had a thing for the lovely Mrs. 
Amy Renfro.  Ever since the very first night he had dropped Terri off at 
the Renfro's to baby-sit, almost two months earlier, Dushawn had to hide 
his hardon whenever he gazed upon the beautiful young wife and mother. 
Mrs. Amy Renfro had always been polite and cordial towards him but 
obviously not attracted to or interested in him in any way.  In fact, 
Dushawn detected that the beautiful blonde wife and mother was even a 
bit repulsed by him.

Rather than being discouraged by that fact, it only fueled the fire and 
added to Dushawn's fantasies about the young beauty.  Time and again, 
Dushawn imagined the poised and stylish Mrs. Renfro with her long 
flawless ivory white legs draped over his shoulders and wrapped around 
his back as he pumped and pounded her for all he was worth.  He was sure 
the blonde beauty's husband didn't have the kind of equipment he was 
packing, nor the stamina and prowess to satisfy her the way he could.

Even if she was repulsed by him initially, Dushawn knew he could turn 
that around soon enough ..................if only he could get between those soft 
white thighs of hers!  The fact that she was married added immeasurably 
to the thrill of the conquest ...........that of plucking some forbidden 
fruit!  'Damn, what a fuck'n sexy little bitch!  Shit ......................I's jist 
gotta find me a way into those tight little panties of hers!  Jeez 
....................bet she'll scream like a banshee if I's ever git me the chance to 
stick it to her!' he concluded.

Having just turned 34 years of age, Amy Renfro had been married to her 
husband for ten years now, she had been glad to have found Terri Martin 
as a babysitter the past year.  She found Terri very reliable in caring 
for the children and they seemed really happy whenever Terri would 
babysit them.  But Amy often hesitated in calling Terri to babysit the 
girls in the last couple of months, ever since she started going out 
with that Dushawn Davis.  'Gosh, the way that teen eyed me up the last 
time he dropped Terri off, I felt like I had just been stripped naked!' 
she shivered.

Though still employed as a stewardess with Western Jet, Amy only had to 
fly once a month provided she was able to trade her scheduled flights to 
others.  As most of her coworkers wanted the hours, it was usually no 
problem to find that one day the children's father would be home and 
could take care of them while she flew out on assignment.

Dushawn had taken it upon himself to satisfy his growing curiosity about 
the young beauty, stopping over when Terri babysat the kids.  With his 
girlfriend busy with the kids down the hall, he had cased out the 
Renfro's master bedroom.  While Terri ministered to young Kelly and 
Kile, Dushawn had rummaged through the dresser drawers and closet.  He 
nodded approvingly at her taste in clothes, thrilling to discover that 
her lingerie drawer was brimming with just the kind of lingerie he 
preferred.

Rifling through the nightstand, Dushawn found a box of condoms that 
fired up his imagination at the prospect that condoms were the young 
beauty's only form of birth control.  Apparently, with Mr. Renfro being 
an airline pilot and often away from home for extended periods, condoms 
became the most practical form of birth control for the lovely beauty. 
His head was spinning at the prospect as he completed his tour of the 
bedroom, he then made a quick detour into the adjoining bathroom, making 
a bee line to the laundry hamper.

Retrieving a pair of silk lace panties, Dushawn held them to his nose 
and inhaled her sweet heady scent.  The panties were a nice little 
keepsake for him, but they only served to feed his imagination and 
determination to come up with a plan to somehow nail the innocent young 
wife.  In the interim, with the children fast asleep, he managed to 
finesse Terri into a little role-play, culminating with him nailing her 
on Mrs. Renfro's marital bed as he fantasized it was Mrs. Renfro that he 
was fucking.  It was a very intense, gratifying fantasy and fuck to be 
sure.  But it only served to make him more determined than ever to 
figure out a way to bring the fantasy to life.

With Terri's announcement that she had to babysit Kelly and Kile on 
Halloween night, Dushawn decided it was the perfect opportunity to put 
his plan into motion.  Mrs. Renfro had requested Terri to accompany her 
two children treat or treating, then culminate the evening with a tour 
of a 'haunted house' at the community center.  Dushawn could only 
picture the lovely beauty in his mind again, closing his eyes as his 
senses brought back the sweet smell of her soft silk panties.

According to Terri, Dushawn learned that Mrs. Renfro had explained that 
she had to meet with an old friend who was flying in for a very brief 
stay.   Also that she would be running a bit too late to take the 
children out for treat or treating and to the haunted house but assured 
Terri she'd be home early enough that Terri and Dushawn wouldn't miss 
the party.  Mrs. Renfro expressed how deeply she appreciated Terri's 
willingness to accommodate her last-minute request to babysit.

Amy was noticeably taken aback when Terri arrived to collect the 
children.  Dressed in a low-cut, tight black dress with patent leather 
pumps, the blatantly sexual costume was anything but subtle.  As for her 
dress, it was quite tasteful for her meeting, in direct contrast to the 
babysitter's shameless and blatantly sexual costume.  Though not 
approving of the way Terri was dressed to take the kids out treat or 
treating, she had no choice but to lighten up, especially when Terri 
giggled "Oh, come on, Mrs. Renfro!  I mean, it's Halloween ...............you 
know, the witching hour, right?  Anyway, it's for the party after I 
finish here."

"I........................ I suppose!" Amy shrugged.  "Yes, of course!  I guess I'm just 
a little old fashion!  Too conservative in my old age!" she laughed. 
Then she heard a loud familiar male voice call out "Trick or treat!" 
Amy turned to see Dushawn costumed in a black cape and carrying a septor 
as he added with a wide grin "I'm Satan!"  Amy blushed and playfully 
feigned in a frightful pretense and exclaimed loudly "Oh, no ............run 
.................it's the Devil himself ...................and his little septor!"

Upon saying that last phrase 'and his little septor' had Dushawn evil 
grin to more of a sneering one, sending a shiver of regret throughout 
Amy's petite body.  Swallowing nervously, trying to rectify her slip of 
the tongue, Amy advised "Oh ................I'm just teasing!  You look perfect 
for the role of Satan!"  Then, thinking again, Amy hoped that comment 
wouldn't be taken the wrong way.  Trying desperately to collect her 
thoughts, she gathered the children to accompany Terri trick or treating.

Little Kelly appeared, dressed as an airline attendant, while Kile 
followed a moment later dressed as an airline pilot.  "Not very 
imaginative, I'm afraid," Mrs. Renfro grinned.  "As you know, their 
father is an airline pilot, and I still fly out once a month as a flight 
attendant for Western!  I guess it is just in their genes or like to 
pretend being mommy and daddy!" she added.

Dushawn smiled, thinking to himself of what the lovely mother said about 
genes, if he managed to pull off his plan tonight then pretty Mrs. Amy 
Renfro would have a very different gene pool for her next child 
................................a little kinky headed black bastard!   If he was in fact 
successful, Dushawn wondered "If I knock ya up, a baby boy will take 
after their daddy, out sniffing fer pussy as soon as he learns how to 
crawl!  A little girl .....................well, hmmm ......................bet she'll be out 
looking fer a guy with a lotta dough!"

As Dushawn looked on, he saw Mrs. Renfro check her watch and reminded 
Terri about the haunted house at the community center, assuring her that 
she should be back in just a couple of hours.  Then she gathered her 
children for a snapshot of them in their Halloween outfits, then set the 
camera on the counter.  Looking at the camera, Dushawn filed it in the 
back of his mind, hoping to add a few more shots to the roll before the 
night was over.  He also noted that the young beauty placed a bowl of 
treats on a stool outside the front door, for trick or treaters to help 
themselves, to which Dushawn shook his head in disbelief.  In his 
neighborhood, those treats would be gone in one fell swoop, along with 
the bowl and the stool.

As Terri and Dushawn escorted the Renfro children on their rounds, his 
mind wasn't on trick or treating.  Running a bit later than expected, 
they finally arrived at the haunted house and Terri took the children on 
a tour while Dushawn surveyed the refreshment line, a modest selection 
of cookies and a bowl of punch.  As they were running late, he had told 
Terri that to save time he'd get in the long refreshment line and have 
some goodies and punch for all of them.

Dushawn sampled the punch that was festive and aptly labeled as 'The 
Witch's Brew'.  At the punch bowl, he grabbed four cups of punch and 
carried them off to the side to await for Terri and the children to get 
through the haunted house.  Looking about to be certain no one was 
watching, he deftly add a 'roofie' to one and half a tablet of the drug 
to two others.  With the children so young and small, he figured that 
half the dosage would be more than adequate.

Drinking the punch and eating cookies on the ten minute walk back to the 
house made the timing just about perfect for Dushawn.  By the time they 
returned to the Renfro house, all three were starting to feel rather 
spaced out and disoriented.  Arriving at the house, he observed the 
beautiful wife and mother getting out of her car as she had just pulled 
into the garage.  Seeing her sleek white legs in her heels as she 
stepped out of the car, his cock gave a lurch of excitement.  With 
pretty mother seeing their arrival, Dushawn saw her smile as she rushed 
to greet her children.

At that point, Dushawn pretended to be under the effects as well, 
shifting from side to side as if he was woozy.  As Mrs. Renfro became 
rather distraught in seeing her groggy children, Dushawn helped them 
inside to the sofa.  With Terri and the children about ready to doze off 
on the sofa, the frightened beauty turned to him and asked what 
happened.  Still pretending to be wobbly, Dushawn advised "We had some 
punch and cookies at the haunted house!  I later heard that some one had 
dropped something call 'roofies' into the punchbowl!  I don't know what 
it does to you ..................but I feel really tired!"

"Oh, my God!  I better call the doctor .................get everyone to the 
emergency room!" Mrs. Renfro exclaimed as she ran to the nearby phone on 
the counter.  Once the beauty rushed pass him, Dushawn smiled and 
followed her towards the kitchen.  As the beauty turned the cove of the 
phone directory where the doctor's number had been written, Dushawn 
spotted the camera sitting on the counter and slipped it into his pocket.

Turning back to the living room, Dushawn saw the children and Terri all 
nodding off on the sofa, making sure the coast was all clear for 'Satan' 
to make his move.  With Mrs. Renfro bending over a bit, Dushawn licked 
his lips as he took in the beautiful sight of her trim white legs in 
white heels, all the way up to her sexy butt.  'Damn, I's wonder if'n 
she's ever had her fuck'n butt shagged?' he pondered.

Just as Mrs. Renfro was about to pick up the phone, Dushawn made his 
move.  Striking quickly with his left arm wrapped around her, capturing 
her left arm with his hand grasping her right arm.  At the same instant, 
his right hand was clamped over her mouth to keep her from screaming. 
Holding the captive beauty in his arms, placing his face up alongside 
her ear, he whispered "Trick or treat, Mrs. Renfro!  Since I's ain't got 
to treat when's I's come earlier today, guess it means ya wants Dushawn 
to's play a trick on ya!"

Dragging the frightened blonde beauty as she tried to fight him, Dushawn 
held the pretty little thing firmly in his grasp as she was no match for 
his overwhelming strength.  "Little toy septor, huh, Mrs. Renfro?  Let's 
go to yer bedroom and I'll unzip my real septor fer ya!" he snickered 
while dragging her down the hallway.  "Gonna show ya a trick, Mrs. 
Renfro!  Gonna shows ya jist how a little black bastard is made!" he 
chuckled in her ear as he pulled her into the master bedroom.

Hearing of the 'trick' that the vile teen wanted to pull on her, Amy 
wanted to just die as she realized that Dushawn intended on raping her 
....................right on the very bed that she shared with her husband.  Having 
tried to kick out, dragging her heels as she was pulled down the 
hallway, she had lost her heels along the way and unable to now use them 
as weapon to kick back at her assailant.  Struggling with all her might, 
trying to escape, the wind was suddenly knocked out of her as she was 
thrown upon the king-sized bed with Dushawn's heavy body falling upon 
her.

Lying upon the bed, mind racing with fear, she then realized that this 
happened to be her worst time of the month to have intercourse.  Amy 
worried 'Oh, God ..................oh, my God .................no .......................no ........................I'll 
...................I'll get pregnant .....................if he does it .....................in me!'  Her fears 
were well founded as a snickering Dushawn whispered "Ya's a real good 
mommy, Mrs. Renfro ................seeings how well mannered yer children are! 
Ya's gonna make a real fine mommy fer the baby I's gonna fuck up into 
yer purty little belly!"

As the struggling beauty tried to kick out from under him, Dushawn just 
laughed as he rubbed his muscular black body upon her petite white one. 
  With the bottom of her dress riding up from the struggle, Dushawn 
rotated his hips, grinding his crotch up against her panty covered one. 
  "Oh ...................I's been dreaming of this fer months ..........ever since that 
first time I's seen ya!  Ya gonna enjoy it too, Mrs. Renfro ...................ya's 
gonna scream and cream when I's introduce ya to some ...............black meat!" 
he taunted.

Hand still covering her mouth, Dushawn whispered "How's about a kiss to 
make up fer the way ya put me down earlier?  Huh, Mrs. Renfro?"  As she 
struggled under him and tried to turn her head, indicating that she 
would not cooperate, Dushawn then threatened "Gotta kiss those beautiful 
pink lips of yers, Mrs. Renfro!  Better cooperate if'n ya's don't wanna 
git hurt ................bad!  And remember .......................ya've gotta think of yer 
beautiful children out there!  Don't even think of screaming fer help!" 
  At the mention of her children, the fear in her eyes told it all, 
bringing back the fact that they had been drugged.  "Don't ya worry 
about them, Mrs. Renfro ........................I's only slipped half a 'roofie' into 
their punch!  They be fine in the morning!"

The mention of her children also served to instill the fear that her 
assailant might harm them if she didn't comply with his demands.  With 
his mouth clamped over hers as soon as he removed his hand, Amy wanted 
to bite and hurt him, but she refrained from doing so at the thought of 
his threats and that of her children needing her.  Choking back the sobs 
as Dushawn's thick tongue sought entrance into her mouth, Amy struggled 
as her hands were drawn up over her head and being secured to the 
headboard. Having been in the Renfro's master bedroom before, noticing 
the metal bars on the headboard, Dushawn had come armed with long 
plastic ties.

Then the slobbering wet mouth lifted from her lips but fear prevented 
her from screaming.  "Kiss me, bitch .................or else!" came the snarling 
threat.  This time, Amy forced herself to part her lips as Dushawn 
kissed her and wormed his thick tongue into her mouth.  Amy felt 
violently sick at being forced to kiss this black teen, shivering with 
total disgust as he ran his hands over her body.  Hands wandering under 
her dress, tugging at her panties, fear coursed through her body upon 
hearing the flimsy garment tear.

Opening her eyes as Amy felt the teen lift up from her, she looked up to 
see the grinning teen as he dangled her torn panties before her 
horrified eyes.  Her eyes widened as the disgusting teen then held the 
crotchband up to his nose and inhaled deeply, then he smiled widely as 
he rubbed the silky garment about his face.  To her horror, she heard 
him announce "Hmmm, swells so fuck'n sweet!  I's jist gotta git me a 
taste of yer sweet honey!"

As Deshawn scampered down the bed, the meaning of what he had just 
announced was being registered in her rather innocent and na�ve mind. 
Feeling the teen pushing her knees apart, she thought 'Oh, God 
...........................he can't mean that ........................he wouldn't do something as filthy 
as that!'  Then, with legs forced obscenely apart, Amy moaned 
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ........................ohhh ......................ohhhhhhhh, Goddddddd 
......................noooooooooooooooooooo!"

Just a moment ago, the teen's mouth that had been clamped over her pink 
lips with his thick tongue flicking about in her mouth.  She had managed 
to endure that horrid kiss but Amy tossed about the bed wildly as the 
teen's mouth was now clamped over her pink slit with thick tongue flick 
about in her sex.  "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn 
.................................................pleasssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee 
....................noooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Amy shuddered as the teen ate her 
cunt out.

Holding her trim hips steady as the beauty's long silky blonde hair 
tossed to and fro across the bed, the well-experienced Dushawn went in 
search for her ultra sensitive clit.  Seconds later, with his tongue 
flicking at the stiff little bud, he hear the beautiful wife cry out in 
ecstasy "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ........................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"  As her 
body began convulsing uncontrollably in the throes of a mind-shattering 
orgasm, Dushawn feasted on the flow of her sweet honey.  Victory was his 
as the beauty's soft white thighs closed around his face as he lapped up 
her sweet juices.

Panting, trying to catch her breath as she descended back down to earth, 
Dushawn hovered above the beauty till reality sank back in.  Then, 
tapping her face and seeing her frightened blue eyes become focused on 
his leering face, Dushawn grabbed his cock and rubbed his bloated 
cockhead up and down along her slick slit.  "The devil himself with his 
little black septor, huh?  The devil hisself has now come to claim his 
prize, Mrs. Renfro!  But I's got a black septor far bigger than what 
ya's saw earlier ..............feel it?" he asked, pushing it up hard against 
her tight slit.

Feeling the large bulb pressing up against her sex, Amy realized that it 
was far larger than her husband's penis, twice the thickness if not 
more.  "Dushawn ...................please ...................please, I'm sorry ......................I'm sorry 
I made fun of your costume!  Pleaseeeeee ........................please don't rape me! 
Please .........................its .....................you're too  ..................biggggggggggg ...........................it 
won't fit .........................it won't fittttttttttttttttttt!" she sobbed and 
pleaded as the thick cockhead threatened to 'ruin' her forever.

Dushawn just chuckled at the beauty's sobbing plea for mercy, truly 
enjoying her dilemma as he continued to rub his bloated cockhead up and 
down her wet slit.  Hands grasping her trim hips tightly, ramrod cock at 
the ready, then thrust forward with all of his might.  It was pure music 
to his ears as the beautiful wife and mother screamed 
"Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ..............................stopppppppppppppppppppp! 
Stoppppppppppp ..........................oh, pleaseeeeeeeeee ............................it hurtsssssssss 
...........................pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee ......................stopppppp!"

Gripped tightly, like a glove around his cock, Dushawn felt as if he was 
being skinned alive in the screaming beauty's tight sleeve.  "Oh, 
dammmmm ..........................if'n I's didn't know ya's had two kids, I'd swear ya's 
as tight as a fuck'n virgin!" he groaned, steeling himself to keep from 
spurting his load prematurely.  Regaining his composure, with the aid of 
her slick juices now coating his cock, Dushawn then began pumping slowly 
so he could work his foot long dong all the way up into the weeping 
beauty.

  Weeping as the agonizing ordeal continued, stretched as never before, 
Amy sobbed "Please ..........................please ..........................please put a condom on! 
Please ...................I beg you ........................please ..............you ................you'll get me 
pregnant!"  But with the raping spear began to pick up speed, Amy knew 
that it was falling on deaf ears, that the devious teen was hoping to 
impregnate her with his vile seed.  The thought of bearing this teen 
rapist's child was just too horrible to contemplate, shuddering as she 
pictured her two beautiful blonde-haired children alongside a sibling 
with kinky black hair.

Willing herself not to feel anything, particularly any pleasure, Amy 
gritted her teeth as her ultra sensitive clit was being rubbed on each 
of her rapist's backstroke.  The unwanted pleasurable feelings had Amy's 
hands gripping the top of the plastic tie tightly so as not to show 
emotion or response in any manner.  Her will power had her successfully 
accomplishing this ..................but only externally!  Internally, Amy was 
unable to prevent her cunt muscles from instinctively clenching and 
unclenching upon the pleasure-giving shaft.

Dress pushed up even more, up over her breasts to bunch around her neck, 
Amy shivered as her lacy white bra was pushed up next to her dress. 
With the vile teen now lathering her nipples with his wet saliva, 
suckling upon them, Amy moaned at the combined sensations of the sucking 
of her nipples and cock fucking in and out of her.  'Please 
....................please let it end ....................pleaseeeeeeeee ......................oh, God 
.....................help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!' she prayed as her cunt muscles 
squeezed tightly upon the teen.

Feeling the beauty's cunt milking at his pulsating cock, Dushawn laughed 
with great pleasure as he continued fucking in and out of her tight 
gripping sleeve.  He knew the unwanted pleasure he was giving her even 
though she was not showing it externally other than a slight moan 
earlier.  But her pussy was doing all the purring necessary at that 
moment.  Faster and faster he sliced, in and out of her juicy raped 
slit, he smiled at seeing her tightly clenched teeth that indicated she 
was trying to fight off the building climax.

With all the experience he had under his belt, Dushawn stamina and 
control was far superior than the ordinary male and he was determined to 
make this pretty little bitch soar out of space.  Then he broke the 
bitch as her heels pushed down onto the mattress to arch her hips up to 
meet his thrusting cock.  'Slap ............slap ...........slap!' were the sounds 
produced each time their bodies met along with the slushing sound of a 
well-greased piston as his balls bounced back and forth off of her soft 
white ass.

Eyes tightly shut, straining against her binding, Amy fought off the 
urge to keep from cumming.  Desperately she tried, not wanting to give 
her teen rapist the satisfaction of knowing that he had given her an 
orgasm.  Now it was a combination of pain and pleasure wracking her 
body, pain from the teen biting at her nipples and the exquisite 
pleasure resulting from slicing between her legs.  "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn 
...................nnnnnnnnnnnnn!" she moaned in trying to fight the urge.

Then the dammed up pleasure building within her suddenly burst! 
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ...............ahhhhhhhhhhh............ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" 
Amy cried out as her body stiffened and she soared into out of space in 
a mind-blowing climax.  Hips arched up high as she creamed as never 
before, she felt the teen grasping her asscheeks tightly as he buried 
himself deep within her.  Then she heard Dushawn grunt as his body 
quivered, cock suddenly expanding to the bursting point.  And burst it 
did, flooding her fertile womb with his vile seed.

Slowly settling back down to earth, realizing what had just happened to 
her, Amy was filled with shame and guilt.  Knowing full well that she 
had never soared so high in such a mind-blowing manner before, Amy 
choked back a sob as she wondered 'Why .........why ..................with this vile 
animal?  Why?  Of all things to happen ....................when I'm being 
.................raped!'  In all her years of marriage and enjoyable lovemaking 
with her husband, never before had she ever responded in such a manner.

Though she had obviously been forcibly raped by the brutal teen, the 
manner in which she had climax had Amy second guessing herself, as 
guilty questions suddenly arose 'Did you secretly harbor a desire to be 
raped that caused such an orgasm?  You know that you wondered about it 
before ................................but did you secretly want it to happen to you 
............................to be taken by force by a rapist ........................a black rapist to be 
exact .........................to see if that myth about black men is really true?'

Shuddering at the thoughts going through her mind, Amy now knew one 
thing for certain .....................that it was not myth!  The proof was right in 
the pudding, so to speak, at that very instant ...........................with Dushawn's 
big black cock soaking in her cum filled womb!  'Oh, God .....................please 
don't let me get pregnant!  There no way I can give birth to a black 
baby .....................and I don't want to have an abortion!' she prayed.

The minutes seemed like hours to Amy as Dushawn kept his spent cock 
within her raped slit.  Finally it slipped out of her and Dushawn lifted 
his heavy body from her.  Sniffling as she turned to her side and curled 
up in a fetal position, tears flowed from her eyes as she felt the 
leaking spend ooze out of her, down the back of her thigh to soak into 
the bedspread.  'It's over!  It's finally over!' Amy told herself, 
especially since he had already done his vile thing .........'in her' ..........and 
the fact that her husband was totally spent after any lovemaking session.

Body limp from exhaustion, thighs numb from the obscene stretching of 
her cunt muscles, Amy felt the plastic tie being cut to free her hands 
at last.  'Oh, God ....................thank goodness he's not going to leave me 
like this ............all tied up to the bed!' she sighed.  But then, with her 
bunched up dress and bra being pulled up over her head and arms, Amy 
found her hands being bound to the metal bar once again.

Pushed over from the fetal position she was in, Amy found herself 
basically on all fours at that point with her face in the pillow. 
Feeling the rough callused hands caressing her backside, Amy was filled 
with fear and panic, wondering what the vile teen was now planning.  She 
did not have long to find out what evil thoughts were running through 
Dushawn's devious mind as she was asked "Ever had it up this purty white 
ass of yers, Mrs. Renfro?"

'No ...................he ...................he can't mean that .....................do one would do something 
like that!' she worried.  But as Dushawn nuzzled the bloated head of his 
boner up against the crack of her ass, Amy turned her head back a bit 
and sobbed "Please ...............oh, please ...................please Dushawn ......................please 
don't rape me there!  Please ......................please ...............I ................I've never 
.................never done such a thing before!"  But then, Amy found that her 
plea for mercy had only inspired the vile teen more as she heard him 
whoop in delight as he exclaimed loudly "Damn ..................I's can't believe my 
fuck'n luck ...............I's gonna git me a fuck'n cherry white ass!  Better 
bite down on the pillow as it's gonna hurt like hell!"

"Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ..............................aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee 
................................aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Amy screamed into the pillow 
that effectively served to muffle her screams, otherwise they would have 
been heard a block away.  Gritting her teeth as the thick cock pushed up 
into her ass, Amy wanted to die of humiliation if not for the pain 
itself, thinking what an awful way to die in such an awful manner.  The 
humiliation was even worsened upon hearing Dushawn's chucking as he 
taunted "Ever had a turd as big as this up that purty ass of yers, Mrs. 
Renfro?"

Savoring the moment as looked down at the sexy white body of his latest 
conquest, Dushawn kept his boner buried up her tight ass to allow her to 
get accustomed to it, he ran his hands up her back.  Then back down to 
her creamy white ass and down over her soft thighs.  Retracing his way 
up her back, he then slid his hands down her waist and moved up to cup 
her hanging titties.

Dushawn smiled to himself, knowing the humiliation the raped beauty was 
feeling as he blatantly began milking at her udders, chuckling out loud 
to taunt her with "Oh, you're a real sweet little bitch, Mrs. Renfro 
............................jist think ..............maybe in nine months these babies of yers will 
be squirting out milk!"  Hearing the sodomized beauty sob in despair 
from his taunting had his cock swelling with pride as he began to ream 
out her beautiful white ass.

Sobbing and crying into the pillow, feeling so debauched, Amy could not 
believe anyone could be so cruel and demented as this devil of a black 
teen rapist.  Shuddering and swallowing deeply, already raped upon her 
marital bed, Amy never felt so humiliated her life as this moment 
.................bound to the bed, forced onto all fours with Dushawn shoving his 
massive black cock up into her rectum.  "Stop .....................please 
........................please stopppppppppppppp!  It hurtsssssssssssssssssss!" she 
whimpered.

"Ohhhhh, Godddddddddddddddd ....................................stoppppppppppppppp 
...........................stoppppppppppppppppp!  Owwwwwwww ..................please ..............................stop 
....................don't do this to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee .........................you're killing 
meeeeeeeeee!" Amy cried.  Rectum splitting in two, with Dushawn's large 
hands holding her trim hips firmly in place, Amy was forced to endure 
Dushawn's sadistic savagery as he slammed the full then of his thick 
cock up into her.

The initial thought of putting this evil teen behind bars for the rest 
of his life began to quickly dissipate as Amy realized that she have to 
tell the jurors every minute detail of her violation.  Now with one of 
Deshwan's hands alternately milking at each breast, Amy shivered as she 
felt his other hand was now fingering at her raped slit.  'Noooooooooooo 
........................nooooooooooooooooo ..........................don't let me feel any pleasure 
from this vile sex act!' Amy prayed, then shivered as the teen found her 
sensitive clit.

Gritting her teeth as she buried her face into the pillow, Amy tried not 
to let out a moan of pleasure, wanting to deprive the vile teen from 
knowing that he was about to succeed in giving her another wild orgasm. 
  "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn .....................no .......................nooooooooooooooooooooo 
........................ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Godddddddddddddddddddddddddd" Amy cried out 
into the pillow as her body quivered uncontrollably just as Dushawn blew 
his hot creamy balm that helped soothe the tearing of her rectum.

Having mercifully passed out at the end of her brutal ass stuffing, Amy 
blinked her eyes open to see the triumphant Dushawn guzzling down a can 
of her husband's beer that he evidently had gotten from the 
refrigerator, all the while wiping his messy manhood with her dress. 
Amy cringed upon seeing the filth being smeared onto the expensive dress 
that she had been wearing.  Seeing her soiled dress tossed aside onto 
the carpet as the grinning teen aimed his fisted cock right at her.

Once the beer was consumed and empty can set onto the nightstand, Amy 
cringed as Deshawn shucked at his manhood and announced "Checked on 
Terri and the kids ........they're all doing just fine ..................all snoozing 
...................sound asleep!  Now spread those sexy legs of yers again, Mrs. 
Renfro ...................cause I's all primed and ready fer another go round!" 
Seeing her eyes widen in horror, Dushawn gave her a sneer "Spread'em, 
bitch!" as he climbed back onto the bed.

Shutting her eyes tightly, feeling Dushawn's hands pushing her knees up 
and apart, Amy shivered as the bloated cockhead rubbed up and down her 
slick crease.  Gritting her teeth as she prepared for the agony to 
begin, Amy was totally caught off guard as the thick shaft easily 
slipped in this time, now a perfect fit as if made for one another. 
Instead of more pain and agony, the rubbing of her sensitive clit by the 
stroking cock caused her trim legs to encircle her teen rapist as the 
copulation taking place was like that of a well-oiled machine.

Her cunt muscles squeezing upon the pleasure giving shaft, clenching and 
unclenching as it sliced in and out of her well-greased slit, Amy's body 
reacted instinctively as she began humping up and down to meet Dushawn 
stroke for stroke.  "Ooooooooooooooooooooooo .......................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 
..........................ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Amy moaned as she shivered with 
pleasure.  With the coupling being a precision fuck in unison, for the 
very first time ever the Renfro's marital bed went 'Thump ............thump 
.............thump ............thump!' against the bedroom wall.

Soaring off into out of space, losing all sense of reasoning left her, 
the only thing of importance at that moment that now matter ecstatic 
pleasure emanating from between her widespread legs.  Closer and closer 
Amy came to another mind-blowing climax, then it struck, aided by that 
the burst of hot rocket fuel of male cum to send her in oblivion. 
"Oooooo .................God .....................yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!" Amy 
screeched in abandonment as everything seemed to burst within her, 
causing her to blackout from the exhaustive journey as she began to 
descend back down to earth.

Nearly an hour later, awakening at the sound of the shower, Amy found 
herself still bound to the bed and realized that it was not a nightmare 
that had occurred that evening.  As the shower was turned off, Amy then 
heard the unmistakable sounds of Dushawn singing to some rap music. 
Eyes focused towards the bathroom, Amy shivered as her teen rapist 
appeared while toweling himself off, her eyes taking in the long black 
cock dangling from between his legs.

Seeing the lovely wife awake and staring at his manhood, Dushawn smiled 
and gave her a twitch of his cock, causing her eyes to widen at the 
sight.  "Ah, sleeping beauty has finally awoken!" Dushawn advised as 
approached the bed up alongside her head.  "Didn't want to leave without 
getting a goodbye kiss from ya!  Didn't want to be's a rude guest, now 
would I, Mrs. Renfro!  A goodbye kiss and I'll be on my way!" he advised.

Wanting her vile rapist to leave right away, Amy resigned herself to 
give in to his request for a kiss, a small price to pay at this point if 
it meant him leaving her home.  Closing her eyes, Amy then parted her 
lips slightly, shuddering at the thought of his thick tongue invading 
her mouth once again for another of his deep passionate kisses.  But 
seconds later, it was not Dushawn lips pressing against hers, nor was it 
his tongue invading her mouth ........................it was his big black cock!  Then 
came the snap of a camera accompanied by a bright flash capturing the 
horrific scene taking place on her marital bed.

Trying desperately to turn away, to take her mouth off the vile cock, 
Amy found more and more of it being forced into her mouth as Dushawn 
entwined his fingers tightly in her long hair and held her head steady. 
  Having thought she had already suffered all the indignities possible, 
Amy realized just how wrong she was as the demented youth was forcing 
his bloated man down into her constricting throat.  Looking at him for 
some mercy, the look of sheer lust on the teen's face told her none 
would be coming.

Never having performed this vile sex act before, not even for her 
husband, Amy wanted to die from shame and embarrassment.  As the teen 
began to literally fuck her face, Amy knew that the demented teen was 
bent on 'doing his thing' right in her mouth.  The very thought of her 
rapist spewing his filthy mucous in her mouth had her stomach churning 
in revulsion.

Looking down at the beauty's horrified eyes as he sawed in and out of 
her mouth, Dushawn taunted "Like the taste of my chocolate popsicle, 
Mrs. Renfro?  I's showered an gave it a good scrubb'n, as I's jist knows 
a prim and proper woman like ya wouldn't want to suck on a dirty cock!" 
  Holding her head steady with his cock at the back of her throat, 
Dushawn leaned forward as he intended on seeing how far down her throat 
he could go.  Seeing her shudder suddenly, followed by her eyes rolling, 
Dushawn realized that she could not breathe around him and then himself 
back out.

As she was finally able to inhale the life giving air, Dushawn then had 
the lovely wife choking on the jizz blasting out of his ejaculating 
cock.  After the first big blast into her mouth, Dushawn quickly pulled 
out of her lips and let his spurting hose spew wildly about her 
beautiful face and hair.  "Ah, yer so beautiful, Mrs. Renfro!  Ya don't 
need to git them expensive facials to keep yer skin soft and creamy 
......................not when Dushawn's happy to do it fer ya ........................fer free!" he 
laughed.

Lying on her side Amy felt the bedspread being pulled from under her and 
then she was upon the sheets.  As Dushawn slipped into bed behind her 
and pulled up the covers, Amy was distraught at the thought that he now 
intended on staying for the remainder of the night.  With his body 
pressed up against her, hand caressing her ass, Amy heard him whisper 
"Ya's one fine piece of ass, Mrs. Renfro!  So what, Mrs. Renfro ................ya 
think our breeding session was successful?  Well .................guess we's gonna 
find out in about six weeks, huh?"

"Now I'm going to collect Terri and let her sleep it off at my place! 
She knows nothing about our little fun in the sack so ya's had better 
not stop call'n on her to babysit cause she needs the money!  Ya stop 
calling her, then we's gonna have to git together again to talk things 
over!  Maybe next time I's play Santa Claus .....................only I ain't gonna 
hide my's present fer ya under the Christmas tree ............................cause I's 
hiding it right under that sweet sugar bush of yers!" Dushawn advised as 
he slipped out of bed.  "Oh, I's already put blankets on the kids so's 
they won't catch cold!" he added.

The next morning, awakening to the sound of her children's voices at the 
approached her bedroom, Amy was in a panic as she found herself still 
bound to the bed.  Then, upon realizing that Dushawn had earlier pulled 
the bedspread from under her prone body and using it to cover her raped 
body before leaving, Amy was able to breathe a sigh of relief.  With the 
pillow hiding that binding of her wrists, she hoped that her children 
would not notice anything out of the ordinary.

Amy then observed her children still garbed in their Halloween outfits 
as they came rushing into her bedroom.  Amy then shivered in panic as 
each of them held up one of her heels that she had lost during the 
struggle down the hallway.  Her daughter then advised "Mommy was naughty 
last night!  You always scold us for not putting our shoes away and you 
left yours lying in the hallway!"  Then her young son chirped "And you 
didn't hang up your clothes either cause they're thrown all over the floor!"

Her daughter then pointed towards her face and laughingly advised 
"Mommy, you've got a milk mustache just like Kile gets when he drinks 
his milk!"  "Did you have milk last night, Mommy?" Kile asked.  Turning 
her face to rub her upper lip against her arm, Amy then shuddered upon 
seeing the transfer of a lot of small dried flakes, evidence that she 
indeed had a drink of milk the night before ....................milk straight out of 
Dushawn's churning balls.

Nervously addressing her daughter, Amy asked "Honey, can you go and get 
the pair of scissors from the top of my dresser and bring it here!"  As 
her daughter brought it to the bed, Amy then instructed her daughter to 
put it next to her near the pillow.  She then advised "Thank you 
sweetie!  Now why don't you and your brother go out to the den and watch 
some cartoons!  Mommy will be up soon to make you breakfast!"


End of Story.

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