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> "Angela and Mother - Angela's Story" - part 3 of 3
> by A. G. Thomas
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>
> As Jeannie helped me bathe, the hot water as well as her tender
> touch helped ease the soreness from my tired body. I don't know
> when or even why she took me under her wing but I was grateful.
> Her brother Melcolm was the leader of the Kingsmen but she was as
> different from him as night is from day, and in answer to my
> softly whispered question she told me I had been with the
> Kingsmen for almost two weeks.
>
> With a gentle smile playing across her delicate lips her hands
> glided over my body touching every curve and swell, magically
> easing my sore and cramped muscles and I sank deeper into the hot
> water feeling protected and safe. A warm glow surrounded me as
> her hand touched my thigh and my legs parted allowing her long
> gentle fingers to slip between my legs to rest almost
> feather-like on my pussy. A whispered sigh came from my lips as
> her other hand lightly caressed my cheek turning my face to hers
> as she knelt beside the tub and then she leaned forward placing
> her lips to mine.
>
> A feeling I hadn't felt for weeks raced through me and my abdomen
> twitched nervously when her fingers softly played across my pussy
> as her tongue slipped into my mouth in a tender kiss. A shocked
> but pleasant feeling rippled up my spine and my body shivered
> slightly as her tongue probed my mouth and then her fingers
> slipped between my pussy lips and I moaned softly into her mouth
> as my own tongue sought hers. For what seemed an eternity our
> lips melted together in the most passionate tender kiss I had
> ever experienced and then without a word she helped me from the
> tub and together we sank to the bath room floor locked in an
> embrace.
>
> With my eyes tightly closed and a feeling of utter bliss sweeping
> over me I lay back breathing heavily as her soft tender lips
> played over my neck and ears. Her melodious voice whispered
> reassuring words of love and tenderness as her lips lightly
> glided like a feather over my hot flesh. Despite the warm feeling
> she was awakening in me my mind rebelled. This wasn't right,
> women didn't do things like this to each other, but then her lips
> closed over my nipple tenderly sucking it into her mouth and I
> surrendered to the glorious feeling.
>
> Leaving my aching nipple her lips played over my quivering
> abdomen and across my thighs, and with just a feather-like touch
> of her hand to my inner thigh, my legs parted willingly to let
> her lips and tongue play over them before her tongue swiped along
> my pussy. As her tongue continued to lick over my throbbing pussy
> lips her hands softly slipped under my buttocks gently squeezing
> them and with only the slightest hint of pressure on her part my
> lower body rose several inches from the floor pushing my pelvis
> into her face and my legs parted wider to allow her greater
> access to my cunt.
>
> A choking sob of passion slipped from my throat as Jeannie's lips
> touched my pussy and her tongue probed into my cunt. For long
> minutes her lips and tongue played over and in my inflamed pussy
> before gliding upwards to make contact with my clit. To keep from
> screaming in rapture and alerting the thirty-odd Negros just
> beyond the door of what was happening, I bit my lip. My hips
> began to move of their own volition in a timeless dance of
> arousal against the face of the Negress between my widely splayed
> legs. With heaving chest and gasping breath my eyes opened to
> look down between my heaving breasts, past my quivering abdomen
> to Jeannie's head. Raising my hands to her long black hair I was
> surprised at its texture and softness.
>
> The gang members whose hair I had touched as they had pushed
> their faces between my legs to tongue my pussy had been stiff and
> wiry. In a state of rapture my pelvis pushed against Jeannie's
> face as her tongue sent my mind reeling and my fingers entwined
> in her soft tresses pulling her tighter to my spasmodic cunt.
> Remembrances of the gang members who had crudely tongued my pussy
> and then laughingly boasted of eating out the white slut played
> before me. Not even the five or six gang members who had aroused
> something in me out of the twenty or so who had shoved their
> kinky heads between my legs had come close to awakening in me the
> feeling of ecstasy I was now feeling. The gang members thick lips
> and crude attempts to arouse me were but a precursor to what
> Jeannie was doing to my body and despite my effort's to remain
> silent my gasping whimpers grew and when her small white teeth
> scraped along my throbbing distended clit, I screamed joyously in
> total rapture.
>
> My pussy flowered open as I climaxed, wetting Jeannie's lips and
> as my back arched from the floor my legs wrapped around her upper
> torso, locking her tightly between my quivering thighs. With my
> mind soaring skyward and my body shuddering as if from some
> tropical fever I dimly heard voices spaced with laughter. Not
> until my body stopped quivering and my hips stopped their dance
> of unashamed arousal was I aware that several of the gang members
> had crowded into the bathroom. As my buttocks slapped one last
> time against the tile floor Jeannie was pulled roughly from
> between my legs leaving me with a feeling of emptiness.
>
> Reaching out, seeking to pull her back between my thighs my hands
> instead gripped someone's pants leg and as my mind tried
> desperately to understand what was happening my eyes slowly
> focused. Looking about I saw at least eight of the Kingsmen
> grinning like black demons and as I tried to raise from the cool
> tile floor, Melcolm's Lieutenant, Thurmond, who was holding
> Jeannie, placed his foot against my chest, holding me down.
> "Well, well, lookie here, it seems our little honky ain't just a
> cock hungry slut but a lesbian as well." The sound of zippers
> being pulled down was almost deafening and as I looked pleadingly
> at Jeannie to stop what I knew was about to happen she hung her
> head and turned away but not before I saw a tear came to her eye.
>
> Her silence was like a knife to my heart as they swarmed over me
> roughly yanking my legs apart and before one of them fell between
> my legs and another pushed his dick against my lips I saw the
> Negress roughly shoved from the bathroom. I couldn't even began
> to guess how many times they used me or if other gang members
> joined in as I lay on the cold tile floor of the bathroom, for
> time seemed to stand still and there seemed to be a never ending
> line of them eager to push their hard black cocks into either my
> pussy or mouth but more often than not, both.
>
> I felt betrayed by Jeannie, almost as much as when Mike and John
> had let Melcolm and his gang bangers lead me naked from that
> filthy skid row bar. The same bar where a week or so earlier my
> mother had been gang fucked by more than fifteen filthy men, and
> I in child-like naivety had allowed myself to fulfill the same
> two men's lustful fantasy. I had even dressed for the part by
> wearing a translucent blouse and pleated micro mini with 4 inch
> heels, and nothing else but a garter belt and stockings. Dressed
> as I was and acting the way I had, it was little wonder that the
> twenty odd patrons who were drunks, vagrants and blacks had used
> me wantonly for their depraved sexual gratification. These
> memories as well as others tweaked my mind as cum from a
> multitude of cocks flooded my body and then finally it was over.
> As the last Kingsmen pulled his spent black cock from between my
> lips leaving us joined momentarily with a thin string of cum I
> curled into a fetal position and closed my eyes, thinking of
> happier times.
>
> As darkness fell I roused myself to stand on shaky legs and as I
> stood under the shower scrubbing the cum from my body my skin
> turned beet red as I tried to rid myself of the dirty feeling I
> felt. In the darkness I stumbled to the bed occupied by Melcolm
> and Thurmond. Slipping between the sheets I crawled between their
> dark bodies knowing that in the morning the day would start just
> as all the others had with one or both of them using me before
> turning me over to the other members of the gang. As I lay there
> hardly breathing Thurmond turned toward me fondling my breast and
> playfully rolling a nipple between his thick stubby fingers and
> thumb. Putting his face to my neck he licked along my cheek
> nuzzling my neck before pushing his tongue into my ear.
>
> Tenderly, almost lovingly, he kissed and nibbled on my ear lobe
> before placing a hand atop my head pushing down slightly as he
> whispered he wanted a blow job. Obediently my head slipped under
> the covers to his chest taking each of his small crinkly nipples
> between my lips sucking them to hardness. As my lips suckled his
> nipples I felt more than heard a fluttering rumble in his chest
> and I knew the touch of my lips were working their magic. My hand
> fell to his groin and my fingers played feather-like over the
> growing hardness of his thick cock as my tongue licked from his
> chest down and over his abdomen until my face was just a mare
> inch from his hardening erection. At more than 2 inches thick my
> small fingers couldn't quite circle his ebony dick so, in order
> to please him, I had learned to squeeze and massage his torrid
> hardness like a farmer who was milking a cow. With his fingers
> entwined lightly in my reddish blond hair my lips kissed up along
> the pulsing dark length until my tongue licked over the tip and
> then my lips parted allowing the knob of his thick ebony dick to
> slip into my mouth.
>
> Like a European Princess before her Moorish captor who had
> spirited from her home and then bent her to his desires my lips
> and fingers paid homage to this Nubian warrior. With my lips
> stretched tightly around his throbbing thickness I gave silent
> thanks that his cock wasn't as large as the black wino whose dick
> had been the first of many I had sucked that night a lifetime
> ago. With one hand cupping Thurmond's buttocks and my other
> playing with his testicles I purred softly as with each slow bob
> of my head my lips slid further down the length of his ebony
> tool.
>
> His fingers tightened in my hair letting me know to hold still
> and then his hips began a slow humping movement as he began to
> fuck my face until all 8 fat inches of black cock was lodged in
> my throat. Back and forth his hips moved almost withdrawing and
> then tumbling back into my throat as my lips and throat worked to
> bring him pleasure. I thought back to the bar and the Negro who
> before shoving his cock into my mouth and later my anus had
> teased me with stories of my mother begging to be fucked by his
> 12 inch cock. As my lips mashed into the kinky hairs surrounding
> Thurmond's cock each time he pumped forward my throat muscles
> tightly gripped his thick eight inches in a milking action.
>
> Memories of what happened the first few minutes in that skid row
> bar rushed at me like oncoming headlights. I saw myself opening
> the door and stepping into the bar and though I had never been in
> a place like that it somehow seemed familiar. Mike and John had
> frightened me when they had threatened to leave me alone and
> naked if I didn't enter the bar but now that I was inside it
> somehow didn't seem as horrible as I had imagined. Slipping onto
> a bar stool I looked around and then it dawned on me why
> everything seem familiar, it was like the fantasy, the darkness,
> the smell, even the pleated micro mini I was wearing. As the
> bartender stepped before me I don't know why I repeated what John
> had told me to tell him but I did. He smiled, nodded knowingly,
> then handed me a beer telling me to enjoy myself. As I drank the
> odd tasting warm beer while waiting for John and Mike my
> nervousness had begun to slip away. Finishing my beer I was
> handed another as he made crude, almost childish, remarks. I
> guess it was his way of hitting on me. Looking toward the door
> absently wondering where Mike and John were, a tranquil feeling
> and lightness began to flow over me and then I forgot all about
> Mike and John as my attention shifted back to the bartender. I
> don't remember when or even doing it but I'd unbuttoned my blouse
> and then tied it just beneath my breasts. Leaning forward over
> the bar to give the bartender a better view of my tits I began to
> flirt with him, running my fingers over his arm and touching his
> hand as I giggled at his jokes and flirtatious remarks.
>
> A mildly irritating, yet warm pleasant feeling had flowed outward
> from between my legs as I flirted with him. When he offered me
> another beer and said he had to check on something, I accepted,
> blowing him a kiss, telling him to hurry back. I don't know what
> came over me at that moment, but before he turned away I winked
> at him and then, bringing the bottle to my lips, I opened my
> mouth, letting almost the whole neck of the bottle slide into my
> mouth before slowly pulling it out. I did this several times as
> he stood frozen staring at me with what I thought was lust in his
> eyes. I was teasing him, mouthing that beer bottle as if I were
> sucking a cock, and when I finally drank deeply of the odd
> tasting warm beer my eyes fell to his crotch and I almost choked
> on the beer realizing I had given him a raging hard on. As I
> drank deeply of the third beer the feeling between my legs built
> to a roaring inferno and unable or unwilling to help myself, I
> had done as the girl in the fantasy John and Mike so often told
> me.
>
> I turned looking into the dark shadows of the bar beyond the
> brightly lit area where I was sitting, and then smiling
> seductively I slowly and expansively crossed my legs allowing my
> pleated micro mini to rise, making the unseen strangers in the
> shadows aware that beneath the skimpy skirt I was unashamedly
> naked. Uncrossing my legs just as seductively I then placed my
> feet on the rung of the stool letting my legs part and then in
> public, in front of I knew not how many strange men I began
> playing with my pussy.
>
> With soft purring sounds coming from my throat I watched through
> lust-filled eyes what appeared to be at least thirty figures
> emerge from the shadows. With my fingers now pushing between my
> pussy lips a shiver of excitement raced up my spine and my body
> quivered excitedly as a fleeting thought of whether I would be
> able to fuck all these men flashed before me and then was
> forgotten. Suddenly everything went dark and as I blinked
> repeatedly trying to regain my sight it dawned on me that a
> smelly unshaven coal black negro had stepped from the shadows to
> stand between my widely splayed legs whispering of fucking my
> mother with his foot long cock. And then with promises of ecstasy
> from his large cock and the twenty or so others eager to fuck my
> tender white body he had mashed his thick lips to mine pushing
> his tongue between my parted lips to duel with my own.
>
> Goose bumps prickled my flesh and a shudder of near rapture raced
> up my spine from the memory and then suddenly I was brought back
> to the present as Thurmond's cock began to jerk convulsively.
> With knowledge born of practice I tightened my lips ever tighter
> around the base of his cock drawing a suction as his bone hard
> erection slipped easily into my throat. With my small hands
> tightly gripping his buttocks as my lips clamped around the base
> of his pumping cock I plunged a finger into his rectum causing
> him to lunge forward against my face mashing my nose against his
> sweaty belly as his testicles slapped into my chin. From my
> position under the covers I heard his muffled sigh of satisfied
> relief and with my lips clamped tightly around the base of his
> ebony cock I felt his cum rush from his testicles up through the
> jerking length of his dick to flood my mouth and throat. With my
> throat muscles tightly gripping his rampant hardness and my small
> white fingers now rolling his golf ball size testicles I drew a
> suction as if drinking through a straw greedily draining his nut
> sack of its hot globular sperm.
>
> As his dick shriveled and slipped from my mouth, he pulled me up
> his body to lightly touch my cheek and cum stained lips telling
> me I was a great cock sucker and it was at rare moments like this
> that I felt loved and wanted and would humble myself in any way I
> could to please him further. This same feeling of bliss and
> contentment I had felt momentarily with other members of the
> gang, but then just as suddenly that magic would fade as which
> ever one I had sought so eagerly to please would laughingly call
> me a white trash slut then push me toward the others saying I was
> only good for servicing as many of them as wanted to fuck me. But
> now cradled in Thurmond's arms I sighed contentedly knowing that
> I had pleased him and that I would at least for a while be with
> only one man.
>
> As I lay snuggled against Thurmond, listening to his steady
> breathing, I wondered what was wrong with me. I had unashamedly
> allowed myself to be used. I had dressed to fit Mike and John's
> fantasy, and without a word had left my home and parents to meet
> Mike and John, knowing in my soul that they would have me gang
> fucked in some skid row bar like they had my mother. But still I
> had gone to met them, and if the truth be known I had secretly
> looked forward to having my young body ravaged. Some of the
> memories of that night, of what I had done, or let be done to me
> were vague, but one thing was clear, I had derived unspeakable
> joy knowing that my young body had given all those men pleasure.
>
> As my eyes closed a memory of something I had envisioned as I had
> been fucked repeatedly that night in the bar, or perhaps it was a
> vision of what was to come. I didn't know, but I saw myself
> wandering the back streets and alleys of skid row dressed in the
> skimpiest of skirts, seeking the company of grizzled, forgotten
> men so that they might satisfy their sexual desires and
> depravities on my young delicate body. A kaleidoscopic image of
> me lying in some dark alley with invitingly opened legs writhing
> in depravity and wanton lust as a multitude of stubble bearded
> smelly forgotten men vented their sexual hunger on my tender
> young body one after the other repeatedly played before my eyes.
> My breathing quickened at the sordid vision and then steadied as
> I remembered the ending of that fateful night.
>
> I was having difficulty standing because, exhausted as I was, my
> legs buckled several times and two beefy negros had to hold me
> upright while another slipped my torn blouse about my shoulders.
> Without buttons the blouse hardly hid my breasts and though it
> fell to my hips I might as well have been naked for all the skin
> it covered. A couple of them laughed at my near nakedness saying
> I looked sexy for a tramp as the others talked amongst themselves
> saying that I was one white girl that wouldn't be visiting bars
> or fucking winos to please a boyfriend. With an uncomprehending
> look I had gazed stupidly into their black faces as they told me
> I was the property of the Kingsmen and as their bitch I would
> service the gang. John and Mike hadn't told me and as the black
> youths led me toward the door I had spotted them. Staring at them
> with a questioning look in my eyes, I remember Melcolm walking up
> to John and Mike with a shit eating grin on his dark face,
> telling them he would see to it that I got all the cock I would
> ever want.
>
> Then with his arm about my shoulders and his cronies about us
> leading the way, they had shoved Mike and John aside. I remember
> thinking again that maybe this was a part of their fantasy as
> Melcolm winked at Mike in passing and then in a voice barely
> heard said that with thirty seven brothers in his gang I was one
> lucky white girl to have a bunch of niggers who were more than
> willing to stuff my snatch with dark meat. So with a twinkle in
> my eyes and a smile creasing my lips I had willingly let the
> Kingsmen lead me from the bar thinking that John and Mike would
> come for me later. And then I drifted to sleep wondering if later
> would ever come. Suddenly I heard shouting and what sounded like
> gun fire and then I was thrown to the floor as Melcolm and
> Thurmond jumped from the bed. Shouts of police and the pounding
> of running feet filled my ears along with burst of gun fire and I
> heard myself screaming for them not to shoot me.
>
> Quiet, deathly quiet. The only sound I could hear was the
> frenzied pounding of my heart and every so often my frightened
> ragged breathing. And then a hand touched my shoulder as a soft
> voice spoke my name, telling me not to be frightened anymore and
> that I was going home. Pulling a blanket from the overturned bed
> he draped it about my naked body as with a reassuring soft voice
> he repeatedly told me I was going home to my parents. Then he led
> me from the building where I had been held captive in for almost
> two weeks. As he helped me into his car I asked a million
> questions but his only answer was a repeated assurance that I was
> going home and that my parents loved me dearly and were waiting
> for me.
>
> Before I knew it I was being swept up in my parents loving arms
> and hugged tightly. With father still hugging me, mother turned
> toward the man who'd brought me home and as they talked in hushed
> tones I remember crying and blubbering about Mike, John and the
> others as my father softly whispered everything would be alright.
> Through my tears I saw mother smile broadly as she handed the man
> a large packet, then with a whoop of joy her arms encircled
> father and I. With a huge smile he whispered no one would ever
> bother me again. I didn't fully understand but I felt safe, safer
> than I had in a long time and then with both their arms about me
> they led me into our home. The next day on the front page of the
> paper was a story along with pictures of the interior of a
> building I knew all too well.
>
> It seemed, at least to the authorities and the reporter covering
> the story, that a possible drug war between rival gangs, one
> black the other white, had erupted. They had no way to determine
> how many were involved in the shootout but amongst the almost two
> dozen names of the dead they had identified were three I knew all
> too well, Melcolm, Mike and John.
>
>
> -- The End --
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