Defiled Young Housewife


By:  The Cryptkeeper


PLEASE NOTE:  This was a rough draft and earlier version of the identically  titled work now posted in my main folder as the finished piece.


WARNING:  Please do not read this work if subjects containing rape and violence offend you.


Tough economic times caused their financial difficulties.  Christy and Dave bought the huge, beautiful house during the Real Estate Boom when they both held lucrative employment.  Dave managed to find another, lower paying job at a distribution warehouse.  But as the economy further deteriorated, Christy's bad luck held out and her prospects for finding any kind of job to replace her former profession evaporated, despite her intelligence, first rate university education, and witty personality.  

The low wages from Dave's single paycheck provided inadequate income.  They tried selling their dream home, but its value had dropped below what they owed on the mortgage, and buyers seemed to be as common as dinosaurs.  As the months passed, Christy and Dave gradually used up their savings to meet the mortgage payments.  Faced with foreclosure, one option remained available to the young, married couple where they could keep their house as well as their good credit - renting one of their spare rooms to a boarder.

Dave posted a note on the bulletin board in the employee break room where he worked advertising an available room for $300 a month.   His black supervisor, Leroy, knew what a gorgeous fox Dave had for a wife, often musing to himself over the waste of Christy's fine, white pussy on a white punk like Dave.  In his late 60s and well past his own days of seeding innocent, white females with African-American sperm, when Leroy saw Dave's notice on the bulletin board, he immediately thought to call his 25-year-old, stud nephew, Reggie.  

Reggie paid handsome finder's fees to fellow brothers who provided him successful access to young, untainted, white girls. As a prosperous drug dealer, Reggie had plenty of money to help Dave and Christy.  

Like his nephew, Reggie, Leroy secretly harbored a deep hatred for white men.  But the sweetest revenge came from polluting the finest, young, white women (nature's great works of art), with African-American sperm.  Reggie had a very large, 13 inch black cock he enjoyed using to perform this task, which tainted the beautiful, white girls he raped. 

Besides the money he would receive from Reggie, the thought of Christy's snug, pink pussy reluctantly spoiled and filled with cum from Reggie's big black cock - while her dumb-ass, white husband ignorantly schlepped at work - caused a rise in even Leroy's usually unresponsive, old prick. 

Leroy quickly alerted his nephew, Reggie, about the opportunity to get his black snake inside the panties of another young, white victim.

With the information Leroy provided, Reggie spoke eloquently, hiding any hint of his ghetto black dialect, when he phoned Dave about the possibility of boarding with the couple.  He convincingly explained that he attended the nearby college on a full scholarship, and would be willing to pay for a year in advance if the place appeared suitable.  "When would it be a good time for us to get together so I can see the room?" Reggie asked.

When Reggie arrived promptly at the agreed upon time, Dave and Christy learned, to their surprise, that the well spoken voice belonged to a fairly dressed black man with a very athletic build.  Reggie stood a tall, 6' 4" high and weighed 230 pounds of pure muscle that filled his clothes (consisting of a blue polo shirt and dress jeans) nicely.  He dwarfed Dave's small, 5'11" frame and appeared capable of easily crushing the 24 year old husband if he so desired.

On his best behavior to avoid raising Dave and Christy's guard, Reggie acted like the perfect gentlemen, but it took almost all his willpower not to leer at the young wife as the couple led him around the house and showed him the room for rent.  Secretly, Reggie had taken his greatest interest in the master bedroom, envisioning himself fucking the helpless Christy in the queen sized marital bed.  When neither Dave nor Christy paid attention, Reggie would briefly glance at Christy's ass and tits, imagining how she looked beneath her clothing.  Christy certainly had what Reggie wanted.

Christy stood about five feet, seven inches tall, weighed 120 pounds, and displayed perfect 34-24-34 measurements with a tight, flat abdomen, nicely curved buttocks, and firm, c-cup breasts.  The 23 year old college graduate and housewife took extremely good care of her figure by maintaining a strict vegan diet and exercising daily.  Her model-like figure, combined with smooth, white skin, dark, brown eyes, and silky, dirty blond hair that extended slightly past her shoulders attracted the wandering eyes of many men, who saw in her the girl of their dreams.  But none of them could have her because her heart already belonged to her loving husband, Dave.

"Well, that's pretty much everything," Dave said as he finished giving Reggie a tour of their home.  

Something about Reggie made Christy uncomfortable and she hoped the huge black man would not make an instant decision, so she could discuss the matter further with Dave, and they could then tell Reggie that someone else expressed interest in the room.

Reggie had plenty of experience with young, well educated, white women like Christy and realized how uncomfortable he made her feel.  The sparkle from the one carat diamond engagement ring that neighbored Christy's gold wedding band momentarily attracted Reggie's gaze.  He knew her type all too well – the snooty, white bitch never associated with blacks who were too far beneath her.  But, as a shrewd businessman from his drug dealings on the street, and a seasoned, sexual predator who never missed an opportunity to fuck young, naïve, white pussy, Reggie understood the fleeting nature of this shot at getting inside Christy's pants, and pulled a wad of cash from his pocket, "I will take the room.  How much security deposit do you require?"  Reggie asked.

Christy, who had been standing beside Dave with her arm entwined with his, tightly squeezed Dave's hand as a signal not to immediately accept Reggie's offer.  Dave, mesmerized by all the money Reggie displayed, misinterpreted Christy's gesture as an affirmation and eagerly said, "Uh, $500 for a security deposit ought to be enough." 

A sinister grin appeared on Reggie's face as he peeled away enough cash to cover the deposit and a year's worth of rent, which he handed to Dave.  Christy forced a smile that appeared to Reggie somewhat insincere.  

"I'll need a receipt for that, indicating that I paid the full year room and board plus security deposit," Reggie said as he nodded at the money now in Dave's grasp.

"Of course," Dave replied as he shook Reggie's hand and then went to fetch a pen and paper, leaving Christy alone with Reggie.

Unwittingly, Dave had just admitted a black demon to live in his home, where the evil monster would enjoy easy access to his angelic wife whenever Dave was away.

"So, what are you studying at the college?" Christy nervously asked in an attempt to break the awkward silence as Reggie undressed her with his dark, soulless eyes.  Reggie felt his cock twitch inside his pants as the large, black organ anticipated its eventual conquest of the vulnerable, white pussy standing before it.

"I'm majoring in African American History," Reggie deceitfully replied. (In truth, Reggie only set foot on campus to sell drugs, and had never been enrolled in a college class.) Dave returned with a neatly written receipt and an extra key to the house.  

"Okay, I will go get my things.  See you later," Reggie said as he took the key and receipt from Dave and departed.

"Look at all this money!" Dave gleefully whispered after the door closed, holding up the numerous hundred dollar bills.  Christy didn't have the heart to voice her objection to Reggie living with them seeing her husband happier than he had been in a long time.  Indeed, this was enough cash to bring them current on their bills and avoid the pending foreclosure.  Hopefully, the economy would improve soon and they could both find decent jobs again.

Reggie returned a few hours later that evening with several suitcases containing clothing.  As Reggie quietly unpacked, placing articles of clothing in the furnished dresser and closet, Christy and Dave went to bed.  When Reggie finished settling in, he turned off the light and quietly left his room.  

After a few moments Reggie's eyes adjusted to the darkness and he silently made his way down the hall to Christy's and Dave's bedroom door, which they carelessly left slightly ajar.  The sound of lovemaking - the rhythmic squeak of bedsprings, the grunts and groans of two people lost in passion - grew louder as Reggie approached.   He stood at the threshold to their room and peered through the sliver of an opening at the two shadowy figures moving in unison, his black skin providing a perfect camouflage in the dimness of night.  Reggie's cock hardened, pushing against his gym shorts and seeking release from its confinement so it could impregnate another white girl.  But the massive, male organ would need to be patient.  The time wasn't right, yet.  

"Oh, I'm going to cum," Reggie heard Dave exclaim.  Reggie swiftly returned to his room undetected.

"Oooh, I love you," Christy cried as she wrapped her arms around her husband in a tight embrace and his body grew tense from his orgasm.  Dave withdrew his modest, five inch long, condom covered penis from Christy's tight vagina and turned on the light on the nightstand beside their bed.  The thin, latex membrane, slick with Christy's juices, contained a small amount of white fluid, Dave's ejaculate, in its tip.  Christy watched Dave slide the protective barrier off his member as his flaccidness returned.  Birth control pills cost too much without health insurance and the two agreed to wait until after their financial situation improved before starting a family.

A virgin bride and a faithful wife, Christy's had never experienced another man's penis. Christy and Dave were in complete love, emotional and physical.  But as a consequence of Dave's greed, impulsive decision making, and plain carelessness in regards to Christy's rare beauty, soon another man's cock would also occupy his innocent wife's sacred space, gradually - and against her will - stealing the corporal manifestation of affection from her.    

Dave left for work early the next morning and Christy visited the gym to swim laps and work out.  Reggie woke up to an empty house and called his uncle Leroy to get the full scoop on Dave's work schedule.  Reggie learned from his uncle that he had plenty of time to pursue Christy that day, depending on what time she returned.  Unfortunately for Christy, she finished her exercise and arrived home at mid-morning, leaving Reggie alone with her for more than seven long hours.

As Christy entered her house, Reggie's large figure sitting on the living room sofa startled her.  

"When do you attend classes?" Christy nervously asked.  Reggie sat shirtless in a pair of loose gym shorts, numerous muscles bulging beneath his black skin. Christy wanted to tell him to wear a shirt outside his room, but decided to avoid the confrontation.  

"I take classes online," Reggie answered as he obnoxiously rubbed his crotch while blatantly eyeing Christy up and down.  "Where do you work?"

"I'm currently between jobs.  In fact, I'm going to change and go search for one now," Christy replied, as she swiftly proceeded towards her room to get away from Reggie's lustful stare that caused her great discomfort.

Reggie allowed a few minutes to pass and then followed Christy.  When he reached her bedroom, he heard the shower flowing in the master bathroom.  He carefully turned the doorknob and entered her room.  The bathroom door was shut and locked.  Reggie debated if he should proceed or make his move another time.  He knew Christy's type.  She would definitely be too embarrassed to tell anyone that she had been raped by a disgusting Negro.  But, once he started this process, he would have to get his cock inside her; otherwise the shame might not be great enough to prevent Christy from telling the police and her husband.  She appeared in excellent shape, and would definitely put up a good fight.  Reggie confidently concluded that after a lengthy struggle, he would ultimately subdue the petite wife, and so he waited in the room for the bathroom door to open.  

The shower stopped and Reggie's cock grew inside his shorts as the black, virile organ prepared to claim new territory.   Christy opened the door - wearing a silk, red thong with a matching bra - to be greeted by Reggie's smiling face.  Her female instincts immediately kicked in and she attempted to slam the door shut to keep Reggie away.  Christy's initial suspicion of Reggie had been correct, but by ignoring her gut feeling she had committed a strategic error that might ultimately prove fatal to her marriage and middle class lifestyle.  Reggie quickly pushed against the door preventing it from closing completely; his strength overcame Christy's efforts and she slid back trying to hold her ground behind the wooden barrier.  

"What are you doing?  Are you crazy?" Christy yelled as Reggie charged into the bathroom like an unstoppable locomotive.  Reggie unexpectedly punched Christy in her abdomen with his right fist, knocking the wind from her lungs.  She doubled over in pain and gasped for air as Reggie grabbed her hair and dragged her like a caveman from the bathroom over to the queen size bed. 

Before Christy regained her breath, Reggie had thrown her into the bed and yanked her panties and bra off, leaving the hapless girl laying on her back completely exposed.   

"Please, don't do this," Christy cried between wheezes as Reggie forced her smooth, long legs apart, conducting a reconnaissance of her treasure he planned to plunder.  Reggie loved the way these high class white girls kept their pubic areas so immaculately groomed.  Laser treatments had removed every follicle of pubic hair save for a neatly trimmed patch no larger than a thumbnail that sat above Christy's small, relatively inexperienced vagina.  Reggie's eyes temporarily took in the entirety of Christy's naked form:  the baby smooth skin of her genital area that resembled pre-pubescence (except for her labia and isolated island of pubic hair), her flat stomach adorned with a delightful belly button and defined by toned abdominal muscles, and her firm, c-cup tits crowned with pink areolas the size of quarters.   Her silky white skin contrasted with Reggie like type on a page.  She lacked even the slightest imperfection.  Every part of Christy's youthful body and face exhibited impeccable proportions.  Reggie thought her husband quite the fool to carelessly leave such a gem unguarded and easily stolen by someone like himself.   

Reggie reached down between Christy's splayed legs and gently parted her labia for a closer inspection of her pussy.  

"Oh, God - no! Please stop!" Christy wailed, as she felt Reggie manipulate her privates like they belonged to him.  Christy reached down and grabbed Reggie's wrist in an attempt to move the offender away from her vulnerable area.  Reggie suddenly twisted her delicate, pink nipple with his free hand, causing a jolt of pain that would later become a bruise on the perfectly formed flesh.  Christy released Reggie's hand allowing it free reign.  

Resuming the careful stretching of her tender labia, Reggie easily located Christy's sensitive clitoris among the delicate pink folds.  He licked his thumb and began softly rubbing the smooth, pink hood, in an attempt to get its shy head to appear.
 
"Please stop doing this to me.  I won't tell anyone if you let me go," Christy pleaded as Reggie sat between her open legs and continued playing with her in an effort to prepare her small pussy for a much larger mate.  Christy hated this disgusting, subhuman, black animal, but she was helpless and completely at his mercy.  Reggie noticed Christy's clit slowly grow larger from his fillips as the seconds became minutes.  In misery Christy didn't realize that the timid head of her clit had just been excited into making its debut as Reggie expertly coaxed it from its protective cover.  Though married for nearly one year, Dave's sexual naivety made these types of sensations foreign to Christy until this point.

"I'm married.  Why are you doing this to me?  Christy sobbed.  Reggie loved controlling the involuntary responses of his reluctant victims and tasting their sweet, young, white pussies.  The pink flesh of Christy's innocent vagina now glistened with secretions, inviting him to drink the nectar it produced.   

"Oh, God, stop it! You're disgusting," Christy yelled as Reggie held her delicate lips wide apart with his black fingers and began assaulting her sensitive, pink folds with his long tongue, devouring the tasty fluid Christy's pussy produced against her will.  Christy sat partially up on her elbows and from over her flat tummy helplessly watched - with a contorted look on her face - Reggie continue his attack of her vagina.  Christy had never experienced oral sex before and the idea of this black man swallowing the fluid coming from her cunt revolted her.  She wanted to push Reggie's face away, but knew that such effort would most likely result in further violence from the muscular brute.  

Throughout Christy's torment, Reggie savored her sugary vaginal secretions.  But Reggie realized the only way to ensure Christy's silence was by introducing her cunt to his colossal, black phallus.  Once her pussy accepted his giant size, and received his gooey cum, she would be too ashamed to reveal to her husband (or anyone else for that matter) that she was now permanently tainted by a black man.   

Reggie's hard cock ached to enter Christy's special, female place.  Reggie swiftly slid off his gym shorts.  The monstrous, black organ sprang out from its confinement.  Christy's eyes grew large with terror as they took in the enormity of the hideous, black penis.   Reggie's 13" cock, with its large diameter, looked more like a radiator hose than a human penis.  Christy saw numerous veins distend from beneath its black skin, evidence of the large amount of blood necessary to support an erection in the grotesque organ.  

There was no way that thing could ever fit inside her.  Christy began desperately pleading with Reggie, "Please don't rape me.  I won't tell anyone if you stop now."

Reggie stretched Christy's labia apart with one hand to facilitate his entry while aiming his huge cock toward her entrance with the other.

"I'll do anything you want.  I'll jerk you off.  Please don't put that in me.  You're too big," Christy frantically implored as the large head pushed against her tight entrance.

"Oh, God! No.  Please." Christy exclaimed as the pressure from Reggie's attempted invasion built.  Christy fell back from her elbows, clenching the sheets in her fists as the pain intensified.

Reggie felt uncertainty.  Perhaps he had not prepared Christy's vagina adequately and it was still too petite to accept his cock. Her husband's pecker must have been incredibly small.  But things had gone too far already to stop now.  Reggie had no choice other than to proceed or face certain prosecution.  Reggie slowly applied more force until his cock overcame her pussy's resistance; Christy's Labia finally engulfed the head of his penis and admitted the huge male organ into its wet paradise.  

"Oooooowe," Christy cried as the first penis besides her husband's laid claim to her territory.  Far too tight to immediately accommodate his gigantic, black appendage, Reggie gradually advanced more of his cock into her tiny, pink pussy that subversively provided generous lubrication for its own assault.  

"That's it girl.  You got a black cock in your pussy now," Reggie taunted as he worked his cock gently inside her.

"You're hurting me.  You're too big," Christy sobbed as the big cock proceeded slightly deeper with each thrust. "I'm married.  Why are you doing this to me?" 

"Sssshhhhhhh, you be quite," Reggie said, placing his index finger up to her lips.  "It's okay.  Yuze a hoe for black cock now." 

"Noooooh," Christy whimpered as her juices coated more of Reggie's fat, long cock with each thrust, giving the black, male organ sheen.  How could this be happening to her?  Why did Dave so readily allow this stranger into their home to do this to her?  While these and similar thoughts went through her mind, Christy's face displayed her pain as furrows in her normally smooth skin.  Reggie knew her suffering would continue as more cock than her pussy was familiar with fit inside it.  Her little vagina required time and patience to adjust to a greater masculinity than it had been accustomed to.  Rushing things would cause Christy great agony.  Already, Reggie's cock, triple the girth than what Christy’s tight little vagina had previously experienced, penetrated several inches into her unchartered territory as it slowly pushed deeper with each thrust. 

Once Reggie's cock reached a depth of nine inches into Christy, he refrained from proceeding further, as he was already four inches beyond her husband's length; and Reggie had determined her pussy needed time to adjust.  

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," Christy exclaimed in concert with the squeaks from the bed as her small pussy gradually grew used to four more inches of cock inside it.  Reggie attempted to look Christy directly in the eyes as he fucked her to delight in the terror they contained because of him.  But Christy kept averting his stare and moving her head from side to side as she wished the entire ordeal gone.  

Reggie's anger appeared as a wild look in his dark eyes as he irately grabbed Christy's chin, turned her head so she faced him, and yelled, "Look at me when I'm fucking you bitch!" 

From beneath pools of tears, Christy's eyes met Reggie's as his much bigger cock now claimed her pussy. Christy felt the immense, black, phallus making its long journey in and out of her defeated pussy over and over again.  

"What do you want from me?" Christy asked in sorrow.  

"I's wants yuz to cum for me baby," Reggie said in his natural, ghetto dialect, which Christy had not heard him utter previously.

This animal already stole her precious fidelity to her husband.  There was no way Christy would give him her most intimate possession, her orgasm.  Christy replied with stony silence.

"Oh, yuz will cum for me whether yuz wants to or not," Reggie said as he quickened his pace.  

"Noooo," Christy hissed through her clenched teeth.  The discomfort dissipated; her cunt now traitorously accepted the large, black intruder as its welcome guest, showering the potential baby-maker with love juices.

"Yuz really wet girl.  Yuz pussy likes big, black cock in it," Reggie commented as he shifted the position of his prick slightly to see what affect it would have on his unwilling mate.  Reggie felt Christy's pussy contract slightly and knew he found one of her "special" areas to exploit.  Soon additional spasms occurred with greater force and frequency as Christy's pussy autonomously responded to the large cock inside it in rebellion to Christy's wishes.  

"Oh, oooh, ooooooooooh - noooooooooooooh!" Christy exclaimed with a grimace as her hands pushed against Reggie's muscular chest, ineffectually trying to dismount him from her.  Meanwhile, Christy's labia tightly clung to Reggie's slick cock, which repeatedly backed out from her vaginal embrace until only its head remained, and then returned to its deeper position.    

"No, no, no - stop doing this to me," Christy yelled as Reggie's cock found yet another, even more sensitive region within her previously unexplored territory to exploit.  Reggie's cock seemed to have an intelligence of its own as it searched her inner space for new areas to cultivate.

With unparalleled stamina and self-control, Reggie managed to fuck Christy in this fashion until her pelvis - ever so slightly - unconsciously began coital movements of its own in reply to Reggie's cock.
  
Although Christy still lacked the enthusiasm Reggie ultimately sought, she at least stopped resisting and seemed accepting of her fate.  There would be time in the future to further groom her, Reggie thought as the sensations in his balls and cock signaled his own approaching climax. He wanted to bury the remaining four inches of his penis inside her; but, Reggie could tell her tiny, pink pussy wasn't prepared for his entire length yet.

Christy noticed the acceleration of Reggie's movements and suddenly panicked, realizing what this meant - the black bastard would soon cum.

"Please, take your thing out of me.  I don't want to get pregnant," Christy submissively begged.

Reggie delighted in each phase of ruining his virtuous white prey:  the beginning molestation, the initial penetration, the unwanted orgasms, and now forcing this young, arrogant, white, middle class, housewife to accept his jism - seed from a black man - in her unsoiled pussy.  Only one element remained, which would require time to achieve, her willing embrace of him as her lover. 

“I’s gonna cum in your pussy now,” Reggie warned.

“No, please don’t cum in me,” Christy pleaded.  Reggie watched her eyes become large saucers of fear.  She pushed hard against his burly, black chest with her dainty, white hands while arching her back and positioning her pelvis to dislodge him.  Unfortunately, Christy’s efforts were no match against the enormity of the black cock now occupying her vulnerable space with impunity, as it easily overcame her best attempts to expel it, penetrating even further into her susceptible terrain.  In violent bursts a torrent of white, gooey cum gushed from the obscenely large head of Reggie’s cock as her pussy involuntarily clenched around the massive black organ invading it.  The huge, black cock filled Christy’s unprotected cunt with its unwanted cum.

“Oh, no, please.  Why?” Christy whispered as she felt the slimy ejaculate from Reggie’s cock ooze from her overfilled pussy down the crack in her ass.   

The deed was done.  While she may not have reached the point of accepting Reggie as her black lover yet, the possibility of Christy now telling her husband or law enforcement what had just occurred became unlikely given the details that would come to light – of her own body’s reactions and the fact that she had been permanently soiled with Negro spunk.  Reggie knew she would be too ashamed to tell anyone as she laid beneath his heavy frame, her pussy still alternately clamping his deflating cock in residual orgasms that slowly faded. He had successfully sown the first seeds of corruption within her.  Additional future plantings would ensure a bountiful harvest of lust and sexual addiction in Christy.  But for now, at least, the difficult part of initiation was finished.

Reggie removed his flaccid cock from Christy as she lay in the bed motionlessly staring at the ceiling, her legs still spread indecently wide apart.  Even soft, Reggie’s black serpent appeared enormous and Christy couldn’t believe the horrific thing actually fit in her as she glimpsed at it.  Reggie decided Christy needed greater familiarity with the cock that would now be fucking her on a regular basis, whether she wanted it to or not.

“Yuz ever give yuz husband head?” Reggie asked.

Christy looked at Reggie with bewilderment as the muscular man who just defiled her firmly grabbed her shoulders and guided her to a sitting position on the edge of the bed.  Christy suddenly understood what Reggie wanted her to do as he stood with his penis hanging like a long, black hose in front of her face.  The huge thing was disgusting, still slick with both their slimy fluids. Christy had never performed oral sex before and did not think she could tolerate Reggie’s cock in her mouth without vomiting.  However, Reggie tightly grabbed her hair and forced her face into his manhood.

“Open yuz mouth now and suck on my cock like a good girl so I’s don’t needs to hurts yuz,” Reggie threatened as he pulled her hair more, causing the pain to grow unbearable.

“I’s better not feels any teeths, either, hoe!” Reggie added as Christy hesitantly took the foul thing in her mouth – it barely fit.  To her surprise, even though filled with despise and viewing the forced act as revolting, the taste was not completely disagreeable – perhaps even piquant.   As she followed Reggie’s directions, his treatment of her improved and the pain to her scalp subsided.  Reggie released his grip on her hair somewhat as Christy gently rolled his golf-ball size testicles in her hand while drawing on his shaft.

“That’s a good girl,” Reggie condescendingly said, as if speaking to a child. "There's enough cum in my balls to make you spit out black babies until your ovaries dry up," he added.

To Christy’s dismay, the wretched organ became larger in response to her forced caresses.  She couldn’t believe he was hard again.  Dave usually came once after five minutes and was done for the evening.   Soon only the glans and distal part of Reggie’s shaft fit in her mouth.  Reggie instructed her how to work his cock with her free hand while running her tongue and mouth along it.  Christy had no choice but to comply with his demented demands or suffer painful consequences.  

Christy obeyed Reggie’s instructions, and the sight of her wedding band glistening as her fingers gracefully tugged his dark, veined appendage, caused the organ to twitch, startling her slightly.  Christy managed to hold on to the massive organ with both her hands and plenty of room to spare on the long shaft.  Reggie felt another batch of cum readying and held Christy’s head to his cock as he instructed, “Makes sure yuz swallow it all when I’s cum, bitch.”

Christy didn’t want to swallow the nasty, white cream that spurted into her mouth, but Reggie prevented her from pulling her head away.  After the first couple of mouthfuls, the taste grew somewhat enjoyable, and Reggie could tell by the way she started gulping it down, that his Negro spunk had begun working on her.  Reggie released his hold and Christy continued milking and swallowing every last drop of cum from his cock, not noticing that he had let go of her head.  When the cum eventually stopped flowing from Reggie’s prick, Christy pulled her mouth away, a thread of jism momentarily spanning from his softening phallus to her lips. 

The once confident Christy sat dazed on her bed pondering what had just occurred as Reggie proceeded into her bedroom shower to prepare for the day – drug deliveries needed to be made.  For the first time in her young life Christy felt major uncertainty.  She knew she should get out and immediately report her rape to law enforcement.  But the entire ordeal – so filthy, vile, and embarrassing – would need to be retold many times.  Reggie would no doubt claim the act had been consensual and reveal how she reached multiple orgasms (even though they had been forced involuntarily).  Dave also would learn the details and might no longer accept her after discovering how she had been tainted with filthy cum from a black man.   Christy foolishly remained indecisive on what course to take – silent as Reggie had anticipated, sealing a much darker fate for herself.

While unsure of how to handle the horrible situation she now found herself in, Christy did know that she had to get away before Reggie finished his shower.  She swiftly retrieved her thong and bra off the floor.  With Reggie’s cum still dripping from her well fucked pussy, she hastily donned her undergarments.  Without taking the customary time and consideration to pick something to wear, Christy grabbed a pair of grey sweat pants and a pink t-shirt – the first items accessible in her dresser drawer – threw them on, and headed out of her house determined to get far away. 

Dave sat in the break room at work eating the turkey sandwich he brought for lunch, oblivious to what had just occurred at home to his once faithful wife, when his supervisor, Leroy entered the room.

“Hey Dave, guess what?” Leroy asked in a bubbly tone out of character for the older black man who usually displayed a hint of irritation on the rare occasions he spoke with warehouse crew.  Dave was astonished that his supervisor knew his name and looked at Leroy with surprise on his face.

“Yes sir?” Dave cautiously answered, fearful that perhaps he had done something wrong.

“I understand my nephew, Reggie, is boarding with you,” Leroy said with an unusual smile on his face.

“Reggie is your nephew?” Dave asked.

“He sure is.  He’s a fine, young man, I might add.  Our family is mighty proud of his accomplishments and thankful for your hospitality,” Leroy said as he put his hand warmly on Dave’s shoulder.  “It’s very descent of you to allow our Reggie to room with you and I intend to see to it that you’re rewarded around here for your generosity,” Leroy added with a rare sparkle in his eye as he winked at Dave and patted his shoulder several times. 
Leroy secretly intended to reward Dave with mandatory overtime and a long, out-of-town trip to the company’s other warehouse.  

Leroy’s old cock leaped in his pants as he imagined Dave’s once innocent wife getting her little, white pussy stuffed with Reggie’s black prick while her dumb-ass husband slaved for little more than minimum wage.  This was too easy, he thought, as he walked away from Dave with a rare grin on his face and a semi-erect cock in his pants.

Usually, Christy greeted Dave when he arrived home from work.  Today, there was no Christy when Dave walked into the house.  Reggie sat alone in the living room watching some show about crocodiles on PBS.  

“Where’s Christy?” Dave asked.

“I don’t know,” Reggie replied without taking his eyes off the television screen as he watched the crocodile eating some hapless mammal that unwittingly wondered too close.

Just as Dave resigned himself to preparing his own dinner, he heard someone entering the front door.  

“Hi Honey,” Christy said as she walked into the living room and pecked Dave on the cheek.  She looked very casual in her grey sweat pants, pink t-shirt and flip-flops.  “How was your day at work?” she asked.

Christy didn’t seem to exude her usual enthusiasm to Dave, who mistakenly assumed, based on her attire, that she had been working out at the gym and was tired.

“Fine – you’ll never guess what I found out today.  My supervisor, Leroy White, is Reggie’s uncle,” Dave explained.

Reggie overheard Dave and Christy’s conversation and finally decided to divert his attention from the crocodiles on the television.

“Old Leroy told you about being my uncle?” Reggie asked.

“Yeah, he spoke very highly of you,” Dave answered.

Any inclination Christy had to confide in her husband or report her rape to the authorities vanished as Dave went on to explain – to her chagrin – how much his supervisor appreciated his nephew, Reggie, boarding with them.   Christy couldn’t believe her husband’s blindness.  Dave’s diatribe about work continued without notice of Reggie’s lustful stares as Christy distressfully felt Reggie undressing her with his eyes.   

Christy couldn’t believe her horrible situation.  A multitude of emotions flowed through her mind – anger, embarrassment, and shame.   What if Reggie tried to force her to have sex with him again?  While lost in her thoughts, Dave had wondered off somewhere and suddenly, she found herself sitting alone with Reggie in the living room.  She started to get off the sofa.

“Sit down Bitch,” Reggie commanded in a subdued but stern tone.

Christy obeyed, fearful that Reggie might raise his voice and alert Dave, bringing the entire humiliating rape to light.

“Don’t yuze ever pull that shit of leavin without my permission.  Yuze do that again and not only will Uncle Leroy hear about things, but your little hubby will find out how much his wife’s pussy likes to cum with a big, fat, black dick in it.  Yuze understand me, bitch?” Reggie said.

Christy silently nodded in affirmation.  

After listening to Reggie, Christy went to bed.  But the bruise Reggie left on her breast earlier that day prevented intimacy with her husband.  Dave would surely notice her wound and the horrible secret would be known.  It was Friday evening and the couple usually had sex on the weekend.  But the injury would need at least a few days to heal.

"I'm sorry, Baby, I don't feel well tonight," Christy replied to Dave's advances as she entered the bed in her nightie and pretended to fall asleep.  In the darkness, thoughts of Reggie's big, black cock slipping in and out of her tight, wet pussy made slumber for Christy nearly impossible.  Perverted images of the scene haunted her like demonic visions refusing to relinquish control of her once pure soul.

With Dave home for the weekend, Reggie spent the next couple of days in the hood doing business, giving Christy's pussy some time to recuperate.

Monday morning arrived much too quickly for Christy, who awoke as Dave prepared to leave for work. 
 
“Honey, why don’t you call in sick today and stay with me?” Christy asked as she rose from the sea of sheets covering their bed.  

“Baby, I can’t do that.  Leroy asked me Friday to work overtime today.  I won’t be home until 10:00 pm.” Dave answered.

“Oh, no!  Why do you have to work overtime?” Christy whined.  If only Dave knew the panic gripping his poor wife – her silent external façade concealed an internal turmoil that felt like a violent storm raging within the confines of her tight chest with an explosive power that pushed outwards and sought escape.  But alas, no release was possible and she securely imprisoned her dismay away from everyone as Christy suddenly recalled that she would soon be left alone again with Reggie in their house.

As she sat up, Dave kissed Christy on the cheek and headed off to work.  Christy hopped out of bed in her cotton briefs and bra and quickly rummaged through her dresser drawers in search of something to throw on.  She wanted to get out of the house before Reggie woke up.  Unfortunately, Reggie had risen earlier in the morning and had been waiting for his opportunity. 
 
Christy had found a pair of olive colored Capris pants along with a beige blouse.  But before she had the opportunity to put them on, Reggie entered Christy’s room wearing only a pair of baggy, black gym shorts with a huge, visible bulge – created by his large manhood – and his dark, muscular, bare chest exposed.

“Yuze planning on goin somewhere?” Reggie asked.

“I need to go out and look for a job.  I would appreciate it if you didn’t come in my room anymore,” Christy said with a mixture of annoyance and fear.
“I’s will come into your room anytime I’s wants, bitch.  Didn’t I’s tell yuze not to leave without my permission?” Reggie said with an evil grin as he came menacingly closer to Christy. 

Christy started backing away from Reggie aghast of his intentions.  Reggie’s massive 6’ 4” stature dwarfed Christy’s petite frame.

“Please get away from me,” Christy meekly implored backing up against her dresser with further retreat impossible.

“What’s da matter baby?  Don’t yuz want some more lovin?” Reggie sarcastically asked.

Christy shook her head, “No, please leave me alone!” 

Reggie pulled down his shorts, grabbed Christy’s hand and guided her to hold his colossal cock,  wrapping her fingers around it and making her jerk the black appendage in short, repetitive motions as tears poured from her eyes like the rapid drip from a leaky faucet.

Christy despised what Reggie forced her to do, but performed the act anyway hopeful that it would avoid a worse fate of another rape.  

There Christy stood, within an inch or two of Reggie, clad in only her cotton briefs and bra, her fair white skin contrasting with Reggie’s dark brown complexion.  His cock had an almost hypnotic affect on the young wife.  Christy could not help studying the monstrous phallus she worked in her hand.  The highly vascular organ felt smooth and warm from blood flowing into its numerous vessels, and extended past Reggie’s belly button in length.  The foreskin loosely slid back and forth along its thick, rigid shaft, and some clear, slippery fluid began oozing from the meatus at the tip of its glans.   A series of twitches from the obscenely large cock indicated the pleasure it received from Christy’s small hand and woke the young housewife from her trance.  Perhaps if she jerked him off, he would be satiated, she thought.  Reggie noticed an improvement in Christy’s enthusiasm and technique as the tempo of her gentle tugs increased significantly.  

He realized what Christy was trying to do.  Reggie had developed incredible self control over the years from his early start at fucking women, and decided to let Christy relinquish more of her dignity in vainly attempting to make him cum.  

“Oh, yeah, that’s it.  Yuze like my cock, don’t yuz girl?” said Reggie.

Christy hated the vile thing and wished it would fall off the sick bastard.  But she kept her feeling to herself and answered Reggie’s taunts with silence as she concentrated on making him cum.

“Oh, I’s gonna cum real soon,” Reggie said.  In truth he was nowhere near an orgasm.  Christy was merely getting his cock ready for her own assault.  

Christy’s enthusiasm for the hand job she gave Reggie grew to a demeaning level that an uninvolved party unfamiliar with the situation would view as eager consent on her part.  As the minutes passed, Reggie realized that even his great stamina could not hold out indefinitely, especially as he watched her wedding band sparkle from her hand stroking him.  

Reggie reached around Christy’s back and unfastened her bra, which began slowly sliding off her tits. 

“No, Reggie – please,” Christy said as she caught the falling bra with her other arm before it came completely off.

“Let it go, bitch.  I wanna see yours tits or I’s gonna get real mad,” Reggie growled.

Christy reluctantly put her arm back down and allowed her bra to fall the rest of the way off, revealing her lightly pink, quarter-sized areolas.  The bruise he produced on her left tit the previous week had faded but was still slightly visible.  Reggie put his lips to her nipple and began sucking and nibbling on the sensitive flesh, causing it to harden in response.

“Oh, God, no – don’t make me do this,” Christy blurted as she raised her head up and her eyes stared at the ceiling in an attempt not to witness what Reggie did to her body.  

After biting and sucking her left nipple to attention, Reggie soothingly rolled it between his fingers to keep it hard while moving his mouth to Christy’s right nipple and repeating the process on it.  Soon booth of Christy’s young, pink nipples poked out toward Reggie as he rolled them between his fingers and repeatedly took turns suckling each in his mouth.

Christy – fearful of another violent retribution from the huge, muscular black man who had previously delivered painful blows to her stomach and an agonizing bruise to her breast – still held Reggie’s enormous manhood in her dainty hand; but, she no longer tugged on the organ enthusiastically as she began to understand the futility of her effort and the inevitability of having to endure another long fuck session with this evil Negro who was taking over not only her home, but also the sanctity of her body, which she promised to only share with her husband.    

Reggie had enough foreplay and his cock ached to enter Christy’s soft, tight pussy and again place more of its genetic material in her wet, hospitable love chamber.  Reggie started gently pushing her backwards toward the bed.  Aware of the destination Reggie’s guiding efforts were leading, Christy resisted moving until the force became too great and she stumbled back towards her marital lair.  As she lost her footing, Reggie gave Christy an additional shove, causing her to lose her balance and fall on her back in the mattress.  

Finally where he wanted her, Reggie grabbed Christy’s knees as they hung off the edge of the bed, and tried to force her legs apart.

“Yuze resisting me again bitch?” Reggie angrily asked.

“I don’t want to do this!” Christy hysterically answered.

Reggie grabbed Christy's right nipple and tightly twisted it between his fingers. When he finished abusing the sensitive, pink flesh, Christy’s legs willingly relinquished their position as protectors of her treasure, and granted Reggie access to her feminine territory.  A bruise on Christy's other nipple would now prevent her from making love with her husband for several more days.

With her legs spread as far as they would go, Reggie pulled Christy’s cotton briefs to the side and delved his tongue into her soft, pink, flesh.  Immediately, Christy’s sweet juices began flowing into Reggie’s mouth as he drank them in.   

Reggie parted Christy’s labia with his thumbs and his tongue wondered over to her clit.  Christy had hoped he wouldn’t play with that sensitive and vulnerable part of her sexual anatomy, but Reggie had already begun learning what made her pussy most responsive and used that knowledge against her. 
 
“Why won’t you leave me alone?  I already gave you what you wanted last Friday.  Why are you doing this again?” Christy asked between her sobs as her clit embarrassingly revealed the pleasure it received by growing longer and harder from the unwanted stimulation. 

“Yuze my bitch now and this here is my pussy.  Yuze understands that?  I’s makes it cum whenever I’s wants to.  Yuze just lay back and shut up until I’s done, unless yuze needs a few more bruises to teach yuze who’s the boss.” Reggie warned.

Christy sniveled back her tears as Reggie’s oral assault on her cunt went on.   She hated the way Reggie forced her pussy to react beyond her control.  The torment seemed to be without end when her black oppressor finally ceased – but only temporarily – his attention to her intimate area.  Reggie had drank his full of her female juices and now it was time to give his cock another claim to the silky smooth spot between her legs reserved solely for her husband.  

Christy looked down as Reggie yanked her panties off.

“What are you doing?”  Christy asked between sniffs as Reggie once again pushed her legs as far apart as they would go and then positioned his enormous, black, cock at her pink, luscious entrance.  “I can’t have sex with you again.  You’re too big and I’m not taking birth control.  I don’t want to get pregnant.”

The bulbous head of Reggie’s penis entered Christy’s unprotected vagina as her protests continued, “Please at least use one of my husband’s condoms.  They’re in the dresser drawer.”

“Oh, no, honey.  I’s wants yuz to feel my cock inside yuz, not some piece of rubber,” Reggie answered as more of his rod penetrated her sacred area without opposition.  

“Please, Reggie, I’ll do anything you want.  I’ll jerk you off; I’ll suck your cock – just don’t do this to me again.  I don’t want a baby.”

Christy’s pleas made Reggie more excited and desirous of impregnating the dumb, white bitch.  Her offer to suck his cock amused him as he intended on making her do that anyway when he finished fucking her.

Reggie pushed more of his thick, lengthy cock into Christy and watched her grimace from the sudden invasion.

“Owe!  Ah, ah, ah,” Christy responded in unison to Reggie’s motions.  Since it had been several days from their last sexual encounter, Reggie knew it would take a few moments for her tight cunt just to readapt to the previous nine inches he fed it, let alone some additional length today.  Each subsequent fuck from here on would require extra time for her pussy to fit more of his cock inside it, as the female organ would slowly adjust to its new mate and increase its size accordingly. 

"Owe, please stop.  You're too big. Oweeeeeee! Oh, no more. Ohhhhhh!," Christy cried as he incrementally pushed more of himself into her untrained vagina. Reggie eventually stopped at approximately 10 inches.  But Christy's sobs continued well after Reggie's penis ceased advancing, as the new boundaries became established with difficulty. 

But Christy's discomfort eventually diminished and her vagina again conformed to the additional length.  Innocent Christy had no idea that the subsiding pain meant her anatomy was changing for its new mate.  

Now it was time to cause Christy more shame by forcing her body to orgasm.  Reggie recalled which areas inside Christy were most responsive last time and positioned his cock to exploit them again.  Soon the humiliating contractions of pleasure began as Christy clenched the sheets in her hands and gritted her teeth in angry frustration.  Why was her body reacting this way to such a hateful act by such a disgusting beast? 
 
“Yuze pussy sho loves big, black cock in it girl,” Reggie taunted as he felt Christy’s unintended vaginal spasms grow stronger and occur more often.
   
“No, I don’t want this.  You’re a sick, disgusting, basta…………” Before Christy could finish her sentence, Reggie interrupted her objections by accelerating his thrusts and moving his invading organ to another area inside her even more prone to the unwanted stimulus.

“Oh, oooh, oooooooooooh, noooooo,” Christy whined as she involuntarily entered a wave of extremely intense orgasms.  “No… no… no… please… stooooooop. Oooooooooooh.”


The day passed by in this fashion, as each time Christy built up enough tolerance to a certain stimulation to start resisting, Reggie’s cock would find a new area to infiltrate that would send the stubborn housewife back into a state of orgasmic helplessness.  

“Heres I’s cums, bitch,” Reggie would warn.

Each time Christy cried, “Please take it out.  I can’t have a baby with you.”  Or something similar to this, only to feel more of Reggie’s disgusting, slimy seed fill her.

Where did the entire day go?  Each time Christy had grown used to Reggie’s cock visiting a location inside her, the evil appendage proceeded to another area, keeping her subdued in additional fits of unwanted pleasure.  Christy looked at the clock on her nightstand as Reggie came for a fifth time in her unprotected pussy.  Dave would be home in two hours.  

“Reggie, we have to stop now.  Dave will be home soon,” Christy warned as Reggie withdrew his shiny, black, schlong from her sperm-flooded cunt.  
Christy felt exhausted even though Reggie had performed most of the work all day because of all of the orgasms she unsuccessfully fought.  Christy no longer knew how she felt about Reggie.  On one hand she hated him for what he did to her.  But, on the other hand, she came so many times, she lost count.  She didn’t want to cum, and resented him for making her body to do things she didn’t want it to do.  But since she came so much, did that mean she enjoyed having sex with this horrible black man?

There was no time to dwell on such disturbing thoughts now.  Christy had to change the sheets and take a shower to eliminate any evidence of what had occurred all day long right in her marital bed.  While in the shower, Christy attempted to remove the cum Reggie’s cock had injected deep inside her.  She tried getting the gooey, white seed out, but much of it remained beyond her reach searching for a viable egg to fertilize. 

Dave returned home fatigued after more than 12 hours of vigorous work at the warehouse.  He barely responded to Christy’s hugs and kisses as she greeted him.

“Hi, Honey – I’m dead tired.  What’s for dinner?” Dave asked.

From his weariness, Dave failed to notice the anguish and disappointment Christy wore on her face as she went to the kitchen to finish preparing the chicken dinner she had started.

As the three sat down for dinner, Dave explained, “I’ve got some great news, baby.  I’m going to be getting a $200 bonus plus earning more overtime.  They’re sending me to the Armorillo warehouse for two weeks because they’re short on help there.  I have to pack some things because I’m leaving tomorrow.”

Christy’s world was collapsing around her.  She noticed Reggie – who sat across from her – sporting a sinister grin as she tried to maintain her composure.  She suspected that Reggie had arranged with his Uncle Leroy to have Dave sent to the distant location.  

“Oh, Dave, I don’t want you to go and leave me.  Can I come with you?” Christy asked in hopes of foiling Reggie’s plans.

“Well I don’t know sweetheart.  What will you do all week while I’m working overtime?  Armorillo isn’t exactly a cultural Mecca,” Dave replied.

Reggie’s grin transformed into a grimace.  The dumb, white bitch thought she would try to outsmart him.  

After a few moments of contemplation, Dave finally answered, “If you really want to come with me, I don’t see why you couldn’t.” 

Christy felt enormous relief and her typical smile, whose absence since Reggie moved in with them, had gone unnoticed by Dave, returned and illuminated her face.  For now, at least, she would be safe with her husband away from Reggie and his sexual torments.

Reggie filled with anger at Christy’s defiance and now was more determined than ever to stuff his black serpent into her little twat and again force the arrogant bitch to cum multiple times with his cock. Reggie needed to prevent Christy from fucking her loving husband so he could turn her into his white cum slut -- whether she wanted to be or not.

Although dead tired from work, Dave caressed his wife in bed that evening in an attempt at foreplay.  Christy desperately yearned to express her love for her husband, but could not risk making love to him with the evidence that Reggie left on her beautiful body -- the bruises on her tits and her red, swollen pussy with Reggie's seed still swimming deep inside her womb.  Once again Christy feigned illness to avoid intimacy with the man she loved. 

The next morning Christy and Dave arrived at Dave’s job in their old, but reliable, Toyota Corolla with their baggage stuffed in the trunk.  Christy looked forward to leaving behind the horrible, sexual monster that had repeatedly raped her.  But Christy’s relief was short lived, as the happily married couple was greeted by Reggie and his Uncle Leroy as they entered the warehouse. 

“I’m afraid you will not be able to bring your wife, Dave, unless you want to pay for your own hotel room and drive your own vehicle there.  Our insurance does not allow non-employees to travel in company vehicles,” Leroy explained as his nephew smirked at Christy.

Christy’s heart sank in her chest as she realized that the hotel expenses would prevent her from going with Dave.  She would be left alone to endure Reggie’s sexual molestations for two weeks.

“But I want to go with you Dave.  Please don’t leave me,” Christy begged as her eyes began to fill with tears.  

Dave ignorantly misinterpreted his wife’s sudden emotional display as a combination of disappointment and perhaps premenstrual syndrome.  

“I’m sorry Christy.  I’d like to take you, but we can’t afford to pay for two weeks in a hotel,” Dave said as he hugged his wife goodbye.  

“Don’t worry about your wife, Dave,” Leroy said as Christy walked backed to her car.  “Reggie will ride home with her and make sure she’s okay.  Go on and look after her for us, Reggie,” Leroy added.
  
Reggie quickly caught up with the unhappy housewife, sliding into the passenger seat as she started her car.  Meanwhile Leroy and Dave carried their bags to the company truck.

The drive home began in silence until Christy felt Reggie’s hand glide up her inner thigh and rub her crotch.

“Please stop touching me, Reggie.  I don’t like you,” Christy said.

“Then why your pussy get so wet and cum for me so much?” Reggie asked.

Christy responded with silent tears, continuing to drive with Reggie’s hand messaging her pussy through her pants.  Christy kept thinking about the previous night and how she wasted the opportunity to make love with her husband.  Instead, Reggie would soon take her again.  

Reggie's penis grew hard as he thought about working another inch of his cock into Christy today.  Soon they would arrive at the house and he would resume fucking the beautiful, yet helpless, wife.  One thing was certain: in two weeks Christy’s tiny, pink pussy would adapt to the entirety of his large, black pole.  

Christy stopped the car in the driveway in hopes of dropping Reggie off and leaving.  But Reggie anticipated Christy's intentions and insisted that she pull into the garage.

"No, Reggie, I'm not going into the house with you.  I'll find someplace else to stay," Christy defiantly said.

Reggie was surprised by Christy's sudden courage; he enjoyed the challenge of taking the fight out of these stuck-up, little, white princesses.  He proceeded to unbutton Christy's pants in the driveway.

"What the hell are you doing?" Christy yelled as she tried to pull Reggie's hands away from her.  How could he attempt such a thing outside where everyone could see what he was doing?  Christy's small hands were no match for Reggie who managed to quickly unfasten her pants and slide his fingers inside her panties.

"No, stop!" Christy shouted as Reggie's fingers located her clit and began to pinch the sensitive bud.

"Oweeee!  You're hurting me," Christy cried as a jolt of pain coursed through her nerves like a paralyzing, high voltage, electrical shock.  Her bravery quickly vanished as the pain intensified.

"Now, pulls the car in, bitch," Reggie calmly directed as he pushed the button on the remote control with his free hand which opened the garage door.

Once inside, the garage door closed behind them.

"Gives me the keys," Reggie demanded. As Christy complied with her tormentor's orders, Reggie's excruciating grasp on her vulnerable clit became a soothing stroke.  Christy hands grasped the steering wheel as she looked down in disgust watching Reggie's fingers busily working inside the blue, silk undies that she wore for Dave.  Reggie now had Christy's car keys – her only means of escape. Christy needed to figure out a way to get them back, although she had no idea where she would flee.  Unfortunately, however, Christy found it increasingly more difficult to concentrate as Reggie expertly coaxed her clitoris into an undesired arousal. 
 
 “Oh, Reggie, please stop,” Christy begged as she squeezed her eyes shut in an attempt to stop watching her own molestation.  But wet sounds from her pussy created an image in her head just as horrifying as Reggie’s fingers used the silky fluid to delight her clit.  Christy felt all sticky and messy down there and quite embarrassed by her body’s reaction, which certainly contradicted her true feelings of repulsion for Reggie and what he continued doing to her. 

“Yuze see how much nicer it is when yuze listens to me and does what I says?” Reggie asked.  Christy bit her lower lip and refused to give Reggie the satisfaction of a response, her small white hands clasping Reggie’s wrist in a futile attempt to pull his intruding hand out of her panties. Christy’s pussy became soaked and ready to be fucked, still Reggie continued working his fingers in her intimate folds, enjoying the conflicting expressions of disdain and pleasure revealed in her face.

As much as Reggie enjoyed watching Christy’s beautiful face contort with conflict between her emotions and the physical pleasure he forced her body to reluctantly experience, the urge from his cock grew too strong to ignore.   Reggie finally withdrew his wet fingers from Christy’s panties and licked her tasty juices from them.

Christy watched Reggie lick her pussy juice off his fingers with revulsion.  But at least he had stopped fondling her, and she welcomed any interruption – even a brief one – that allowed her to regain some control over her own body.  
 

The tension in Christy’s face dissipated as she regained her composure.  
  
“Yuze ready to goes inside da house?” Reggie asked.

Christy tried to think of a way out of her wretched situation.  Maybe she could run to her room, lock the door, and call someone for help.  But how could she then avoid explaining the embarrassing situation?   Who would believe that Reggie had raped her three times and yet not once did she report the crime to either her husband or law enforcement?  Dave would learn about what Reggie did to her and might not want her anymore.  Reggie would brag that the sex was consensual and that he had made her cum multiple times.  But, Christy realized the longer this went on, the more difficult it would be to stop.  She had to act now! 

Christy slowly nodded her head in affirmation, exited the car, and re-buttoned her pants.  Reggie could hardly wait to get his cock inside her young, pink cunt again as he watched her tight ass walk in front of him toward the door.  He loved forcing Christy’s body to orgasm because he knew how much she resisted it, yet he still compelled her pussy to willingly convulse in betrayal of her white, punk-ass husband.

Christy reached the door to the house and waited for Reggie to unlock it with the keys he took from her earlier.  Reggie came up behind Christy; as he fiddled to open the door she felt his huge cock push against the top of her butt through both their clothes.  That male organ was too large to possibly be human and she did not want it inside her again. 
 
When Reggie opened the door, Christy bolted away from him and his monstrous penis – which she knew all too well, would soon be inside her pussy if Reggie had his way. Christy's flight caught him off guard and it took Reggie a moment to react.  Christy’s speed and agility enabled her to escape Reggie’s grasp as she pulled away and the pursuit began.  She reached her bedroom and slammed the door shut with Reggie close behind.  

Christy tried to set the lock, but Reggie had already turned the knob.  A second longer would have been enough time for Christy to secure the portal and call 911 before Reggie could knock the door down.  But once again fate worked in Reggie’s favor and against the unfortunate, young wife.  Christy’s feet slid along the hardwood floor as she attempted to hold the door closed with her petite body.  Christy knew her effort had failed.  She would have to find another opportunity to gain her freedom before her submission to Reggie became complete.

“Don’t touch me you disgusting animal!” Christy screamed as Reggie wrestled her into the bed.  As she laid on her back, Christy tried to kick Reggie in the testicles before he could climb on top of her.  But Reggie quickly averted Christy’s foot and then punched her violently in the gut.  The entire ordeal seemed like dejavu because of similarities to their first sexual encounter, as Christy once again gasped for air.   

Reggie seized the opportunity to savagely undress Christy during her momentary incapacity, roughly unbuttoning Christy’s khakis and tossing her sandals from her soft feet.  He then jerked off Christy’s pants as her hands unsuccessfully clutched at their waistband. As the poor girl struggled to catch her breath, Reggie yanked her shirt completely off with one swift movement, leaving her scantily clad in a blue silk bra and panties from Victoria’s Secret she wore especially for Dave.  

Unfortunately, Dave forfeited his opportunity to see his incredibly sexy wife in the seductive lingerie she wore for him. That dumb, white boy was sure gullible; he had no idea that while he slaved for Uncle Leroy to earn a couple of bucks, his precious, little wife was home getting fucked like crazy by a hypersexual, black stud. Reggie unfastened Christy’s bra and kneaded her perky tits while rolling her lightly pink nipples between his fingers until they grew hard.  Reggie took turns sucking and nibbling on each of Christy’s nipples as his dark hand glided down the light skin of her smooth, firm tummy and slid inside her panties.  

“Please… noooooh,” Christy softly cried as Reggie’s fingers delicately stroked her clitoris.  Reggie delighted in his good fortune. Christy’s husband was just another dumb, honky.  What kind of a fool would allow a strange black man to move into his home and then leave a treasure like Christy alone with him?  Dave readily provided Reggie with complete access to Christy’s perfect little body.  He deserved to have his wife molested, raped, and eventually taken from him for being so stupid as far as Reggie was concerned.  
	
Christy’s vagina responded to Reggie’s fondling, becoming very wet again.  The embarrassing sounds of Reggie’s fingers splashing in her dampness returned. Reggie spoke in a soothing tone as he fingered Christy’s clit with her silky lubricant, “I’s told yuze before that things would be a lot nicer if yuze do what I says and stop resisting me.  We can do this the hard way or the easy way.  It’s up to yuze.”

Christy stopped gasping for air having caught most of her breath and responded, “I know Reggie… I’m sorry… I’ll be good… don’t hurt me anymore.”

Reggie smiled at his conquest.  Christy had put up a good, challenging fight, which he had thoroughly enjoyed.  But the little tiger had momentarily lost her roar, and soon he would make her purr for him. 

With his hand still inside her panties, Reggie observed Christy’s body grow tense, her eyes squeeze shut, and her mouth open as his fingers finessed her engorged clitty. She was cumming. He loved watching Christy helplessly lay there and endure an orgasm he knew she did not welcome. 

“Please… nooooh… stop,” Christy mewled as she futilely fought her orgasms.

“That’s it, Baby.  Keeps cumming for me,” Reggie whispered in Christy’s ear as he continued his ministrations to her clitoris.  Reggie played with her pussy like a new toy, amused by the way he now controlled her body and caused her to involuntarily cum. He manipulated Christy like a puppet, Reggie the puppet master mercilessly pulling her strings.

Reggie entertained himself masturbating Christy into the afternoon, allowing his own anticipation to build.  Why not?  He had plenty of time.  Dave would not return for two weeks, perhaps three if he called Uncle Leroy and gave him the word.  Christy had no job and no one expected her to be anywhere.  The situation was perfect. He particularly enjoyed the way Christy’s beautifully manicured hands clasped around his wrist and inadequately attempted to pull his hand out from her panties.  When she came, her pull on his wrist would lessen as her eyes closed and her mouth gapped open as if trying to find words for something beyond expression.  When an orgasm subsided, her pull on his wrist resumed. Christy’s powerlessness to stop her orgasms kept Reggie very hard.  

“Reggie, please stop doing this to me,” Christy softly pleaded as she recovered from another orgasm and looked at Reggie with her beautiful, dark brown eyes.  “I’m married and I love my husband,” she continued, trying to reason with him.  There had to be some spark of compassion somewhere inside him, she thought. Perhaps Reggie contained some kindness, but it was far outweighed by his desire to control Christy and possess her as his own, and hate for her white husband.  

“Ooooh, nooooo, please… stooooooop, nooo,” Christy exclaimed.  Her eyes closed, her grip tightened, and her hands stopped trying to prevent Reggie’s fingers from doing their work inside her silk panties again as another wave of pleasure carried Christy away.  While the involuntary reaction occurred, Christy was paralyzed and Reggie pulled down her briefs with his free hand; she had a lovely pussy – perfect like the rest of her. 

At the height of her intense orgasm, Reggie removed his hand from Christy’s pussy and undressed. He climbed into Christy’s marital bed with his horrendously large, hard cock pointing out from his muscular body.  Grabbing Christy’s knees, Reggie spread her legs far apart, giving him easy access to her delicate flower between them.  Gently, Reggie separated her soft, pink, pedals with his large, black fingers.  She had been well prepared all day for the grand entry of his black staff.

Christy didn’t have enough time to completely regain her senses and resist, her cunt saturated and still very responsive.  He positioned his cock at her wet entrance.

“I’ll have sex with you Reggie; but, can you use a condom for me this time? Dave’s rubbers are right in that drawer,” Christy meekly said pointing to the nightstand beside the bed as Reggie stroked her sensitive clitoris with the head of his cock.  From the previous times they had been together, Christy understood the likelihood of Reggie actually complying with her request was probably less than the odds of winning the Lottery.  She asked anyway, praying Reggie might be kind enough this time to cover the grotesquely large organ, numerous veins bugling just beneath the surface of its dark skin.  At least a thin barrier of protection would avoid completely intimate contact between their genitalia and would prevent Reggie's potent Negro cum from spewing into her, she thought. 

The soft tone in Christy’s voice caught Reggie completely off guard.  He had never heard her speak to him that way before, sounding more like a lover than a victim.  Perhaps she was finally coming around.  Reggie knew there was no way in hell Dave’s condoms could come close to fitting him.  The reasons Christy wanted Reggie to wear protection were exactly why he was determined to fuck her with his bare cock.  However, he wanted to fan Christy’s tiny spark of compliance into complacency and ultimately passion.  “Since yuze are doing what I says now and asking nicely, Baby, I’s will wears a rubber if yuze can get it on me,” Reggie said as he retrieved a condom from the drawer for Christy.  

Christy felt a perverse sense of gratitude toward Reggie and wanted to please him so he would continue treating her kindly rather than abusively.  She took the condom from Reggie and fumbled to open it.  While she had watched Dave put on condoms a number of times, she had never actually put one on a man’s penis herself.  Reggie moved up and kneeled over her chest, his thick, black, 13 inch meat almost reaching Christy's cute little nose.  Christy nervously tried to get the elastic membrane to stretch around the head of Reggie’s enormous cock.   But the rubber which easily fit her husband’s much smaller penis did not come even remotely close to covering Reggie’s superior masculinity.  Christy couldn’t help noticing how thick, firm, and warm Reggie’s highly vascular organ felt in her hands.  It was very hard, yet the skin felt soft.  While numerous, large veins almost burst through the dark skin covering the shaft, it still seemed smooth to her touch.

“I’s tolds you before I didn’t thinks it would fit, baby.  I ain’t found a rubber that's my size yet,” Reggie playfully taunted as Christy frantically tried to force the protective barrier over Reggie’s cock unsuccessfully.  It had to fit, she thought.  Reggie gleefully watched Christy’s wedding band and engagement ring sparkle as her dainty fingers griped his titanic prick which was longer than her entire head and as wide as her wrist.  “I’s can’t wait any longer, baby.  My cock is aching to fuck you,” he added.

“Please, Reggie – I almost have it Christy nervously answered as Reggie moved the freakish organ away from Christy’s face back down to her unprotected pussy.

Christy panicked as Reggie’s cock left her grasp.  Once more his organ, beyond human in size, prepared to go inside her unshielded. Christy loathed being more intimate with Reggie – who routinely fucked her without a condom – than with her husband. 

Reggie gently parted Christy’s tender, pink, labia with his hand and placed the head of his dick at her small opening. Christy hopelessly dropped the unused rubber on her chest as Reggie’s cock squeezed into her again.  

“Oweee… please, oh… noooo…you’re too big! Oh!” Christy exclaimed as the incredibly huge organ slithered slightly past its previous 10 inches into new territory.

“Hush, it goin to be okay.  Yuze gonna take a little more for me today baby,” Reggie said as he carefully pushed more of his cock in her.     
 
Christy made faces of pain that entertained Reggie as he watched the once arrogant, white, bitch twist the sheets in her fists.  His cock made contact with areas inside her never visited before. She wasn’t too good for a black man anymore, he thought.

“Owe, it hurts, it hurts, please, oh, no more,” Christy whimpered with tears in her eyes.

“Jus a little more for me baby. We’s almost there,” Reggie kept repeating in response to Christy’s pleas for him to stop.  

Reggie eased 11 inches of his rotund, 13 inch penis into Christy’s snug vagina, and then gave her pussy a reprieve so it could once more acclimate to the expanse of his cock. Reggie correctly deduced Christy’s vagina contained adequate depth for his entire length; the deeper areas of her cunt merely remained unpracticed due to her husband’s small prick and would cease causing her anguish once they grew used to Reggie’s occupation.   

Like Reggie predicted, Christy’s pain abated as her vaginal muscles adjusted to yet more of his presence. She wished Reggie would cum quickly and be satisfied like Dave. But Reggie not only possessed far greater stamina than her husband, his large, golf-ball sized testicles also produced far more sperm than normal men, which  caused an urge in the big Negro to ejaculate many times each day.  Unfortunately, Christy’s pussy had become the reluctant vessel for Reggie’s cum. If only Dave had not permitted this monster to move into their home.  But Dave had unwittingly rented Reggie not only a room, but also his beautiful wife as Reggie’s concubine. 

Reggie had grown quite astute at reading Christy’s emotions.  He knew the arrogant, white bitch still hated being fucked by someone other than her husband – especially a black man without a condom.  He also knew how demeaned Christy felt when he forced her to cum.  So Reggie concentrated on bringing her to orgasm as his cock slithered to the erogenous areas he previously chartered inside her.  

Christy ignored the sensations from Reggie’s cock at first, questioning herself why Dave went to Amarillo and left her alone with Reggie.  How could her husband be so oblivious to invite a strange, black man into their home?  Dave’s stupidity allowed another man’s penis to invade her vagina, thought Christy as the persistence of Reggie’s cock overcame her defenses and exploited one of her particularly susceptible areas.

“Oooooooh, Reggie, I can’t… noooo,” Christy murmured.

Reggie smiled as Christy’s body tensed and her pussy started pulsating around his phallus.  He could tell she grew tired of fighting the orgasms because she now entered them sooner.   

“That’s a girl.  Don’ts fights it anymore. Let go and cum for me,” Reggie said as he went on pleasuring her without pause.  A confused assortment of anger, ecstasy, and shame went through Christy, who had all but given up her battle against her unwanted climaxes when Reggie announced, “I’s gonna cum soon Baby.”

Christy looked at Reggie with pleading eyes and asked, “Please don’t cum in me this time. I’m not on any birth control.”

Reggie really wanted to plant a black baby in Christy’s womb.  However, he also desired to lower her defenses and make her complacent.  Perhaps if he withdrew from her a few times, she would become less resistant to him. Certainly an “accident” might occur later.  But this time, at least, he decided to submit to Christy’s wishes.  “Okay, Baby, since you’ve been a good girl and came for me, I wills take my cock out for you,” Reggie replied.

Christy felt Reggie pull his long, thick, phallus out of her, creating an unusual void in her pussy. She raised herself up on her elbows and witnessed the abnormally large organ shoot white, gooey jism all over her body.  Christy never saw a penis ejaculate so much and so violently.  It fired the potent, baby making fluid at her in rapid succession like a semi-automatic pistol. Reggie’s disgusting semen rained on her face, tits and in her belly button.  As the grotesque organ neared the end of its ejaculation, Reggie repeatedly wiped it along Christy’s engorged clitoris, causing her pelvis to involuntarily respond to the stimulus.

“Don’t put it there,” Christy mewled, afraid of how dangerously close the male appendage was to entering her again with residual cum still oozing from it.  Reggie ran the head of his cock along her pink folds, leaving a thick trail of semen all over Christy’s pussy, aware of how aroused the female organ remained while Christy feared it receiving any of his cum.  

As Reggie’s cock softened, he began rubbing his cum into Christy’s smooth, white skin.  He scooped the puddle out of her belly button and spread it all along her tummy, then proceeded up to her tits and used the slippery spunk to get a rise from her nipples, before collecting the last of it on her face and then instructing her to lick it from his fingers.  While disgusted with Reggie’s request, she gratefully complied knowing that next time he could just as easily fill her cunt with the stuff.  At least it tasted okay.

    “Thank you for taking your thing out and not cumming in me,” Christy appreciatively said as she finished licking the cum from Reggie’s fingers.  Immediately, Christy could not believe she just thanked this loathsome animal after he had raped her again.  What was wrong with her, she wondered.

Uncle Leroy and Christy’s husband would arrive in Amarillo in an hour and Dave most likely would phone to check on his wife then.  So Reggie decided to give Christy an intermission from fucking and make her take a shower with him.  “Yours husband will probably be calling soon.  When he does, yuze needs to tell him everything’s fine, yuze is okay, and I’s helping you with things. Now, let’s goes takes a shower,” Reggie said.

Christy entered the shower with Reggie.  She glanced at his enormous penis periodically, thankful that it remained flaccid and seemed sexually satisfied, giving her a much needed break from his manipulations. Christy’s temporarily restored control of her own body allowed the endorphins from a day of climaxing to leave her system and her thoughts to clear. Evening had already arrived. She recalled that Reggie had started fondling her during the drive home around 9:00 a.m. that morning.  It seemed like she had been under anesthesia off and on throughout the day from the intense orgasms Reggie had forced her to experience.  It all was a blur.  Christy hardly believed she had been with Reggie for nearly nine hours.

Reggie remained with Christy to ensure her obedience.  In the shower he observed streams of water flow down her fair skin.  To Christy’s dismay, Reggie took the wash cloth and began bathing her, paying extra attention to her perky breasts, tight ass, and sore cunt.  As Reggie sudsed Christy in the confines of the shower, his huge cock touched her numerous times.  She worried because an erection meant another probable rape by the hideous, black serpent.  But fortunately, Reggie’s penis remained dormant, hanging half way down to his knee. Christy debated diplomatically asking Reggie  to stop, but in fear that he might turn cruel again, tolerated his cleanly attentions.

As Christy toweled dry from the cleansing shower, the phone rang.  Still naked, she answered the phone to speak with Dave, Reggie beside her.  

“Hi, Baby, how was your trip,” Christy asked.

As the conversation unfolded, Christy didn’t sound like her old self to Dave; but, her mood had definitely improved since he had left this morning.  Reggie helped her clean some.  Dave mistakenly concluded Reggie’s presence made their separation easier for Christy.

“I miss you too, Honey,” Dave replied.  “I know you like me home; but we really need money.  We should be grateful to Reggie and his Uncle Leroy for allowing us to keep the house.”  

When she hung up the phone, Reggie held out a pink thong and matching bra he had retrieved from Christy’s drawer.  “Put these on for me,” Reggie commanded.

Christy didn’t want to wear such seductive lingerie around Reggie, but she really had no choice.

After Christy slipped the risqué undergarments on, she walked to her closet.
.
“What’s yuze goin there foe?” Reggie asked.

“I need an outfit to wear,” Christy answered.

“Yuze ain’t wearing no outfit.  Yuze gots enough on.  Maybe yuze shouldn’t wear anything at all,” Reggie said. 

Christy abhorred allowing Reggie to see her in undergarments intended only for her husband to enjoy her in, but anticipated a worse fate if she resisted. She stood in the kitchen and prepared herself a tofu, vegetables, and rice dinner, while Reggie – wearing only his cotton boxer shorts – strolled into the living room to secretly call for carryout.  Reggie phoned a restaurant owned by his good friend in the hood.

“Hi Myron, this be Reggie.  Send Dwain over with a Philly Cheese sandwich.  Tell him not to knock on the door or ring the bell – just bring it in da house and leave it on the kitchen table wears I will leave your money.”

Dwain arrived with Reggie’s Philly Cheese sandwich just as Christy prepared to sit for her own super.  The black teenager stood with his mouth open looking at the beautiful white girl in a thong with Reggie beside her in his boxers.  After a momentary delay, Christy slid her plate of food on the table and hurried out of site from the gawking teenager.

“Dam, Reggie, how’s yuze gets all the fine, white girls?” Dwain asked.

“I’s wills teach yuze some day, Bro.  Here’s your dough man,” Reggie said handing the teenager a twenty dollar tip.  “Now’s beat it.  The bitch wants me to fuck her again after dinner,” Reggie joked as he sent the young man on his way.  

Reggie’s plan progressed perfectly.  Christy had now been witnessed in a thong, apparently without duress, alone with Reggie.  After Dwain departed, Reggie went back to Christy’s bedroom.

“Yuze needs to come eat now.  Dwain’s gone,” Reggie said.  

“Why did you let that boy come in my house and see me like this?” Christy asked angrily.

“I’s wanted him to see hows fine yuz is,” Reggie answered.  “But I’s not too sure I’s likes your tone.”

Christy held her tongue rather than risk Reggie’s wrath and followed him back down to the kitchen table to eat.

Famished and exhausted by a rigorous day struggling against Reggie’s assaults, Christy finished the tofu, vegetables, and rice she had made and then went to bed.  For a brief interval, demonic visions of Reggie’s giant cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy once again haunted the young wife, before she entered a deep slumber.  But the same wretched nightmares returned in the late morning as Christy’s journey into forgetful nothingness ended and she entered a lighter period of sleep.

Sometime in the middle of the night, the horrible, black giant must have crawled into bed with her.  Christy awoke in Reggie’s embrace, his hand firmly grasping her breast.  She could feel his enormous erection pushing against her hip.  Thankfully, her panties were still on and he apparently hadn’t had more unprotected sex with her during the evening, she thought. The clock on her nightstand read 11:35 am.  She had slept for over 12 hours.  Christy carefully tried to ease her way out of Reggie’s hold without waking him.  But as she started to move, his right hand left her breast and slid down Christy’s smooth, firm tummy.  Christy dreaded the possibility of where Reggie’s hand might eventually go; but, it stopped at the waistband of her panties as he resumed lightly sleeping. 

Christy, paralyzed with fear, wanted to sneak out of the bed and find the car keys.  But if she found them, where would she go?  If she went to friends, what would she tell them?  She couldn’t just invite herself to stay somewhere for two weeks with no reason. If Dave learned about her rape, his reaction might make everything worse.  The possibility that Dave would not want her anymore worried Christy.  Things had already gone too far for too long with Reggie; and by now it would be difficult convincing anyone that the repeated sex had not been consensual. How could she explain being seen by Reggie's friend wearing only a thong while alone with Reggie in his boxers?  Also, they couldn’t afford to jeopardize the extra money that Dave earned working for Reggie’s uncle, Christy thought. She could not let Dave find out about any of this. 


Christy felt trapped.  She loved Dave and hated being taken by Reggie. She did not want Reggie in her again.  Christy’s anxiety grew.  What if she became pregnant? She remained unsure of her cycle, not recalling exactly when she started her last period – sometime around 12 days ago she thought. At least Reggie had withdrawn his penis from her vagina before he climaxed yesterday. 
  
Laying on her back, Christy tried to slowly roll on her side and escape without waking Reggie.  But, Reggie’s hand held firm and would not let Christy move.  He had woken up and the strong hand once again slid inside Christy’s panties.  

“I can’t keep doing this with you, Reggie.  Please don’t make me have sex with you again.  I’m going to get pregnant,” Christy softly spoke as her fingers tried to wrap around Reggie’s wrist and stop his hand from reaching her “special” spot.

Reggie had not ejaculated all night and his cock badly ached.  “No yuze won’t get pregnant.  I’s will take it out again,” Reggie convincingly said. Reggie’s hand easily overcame Christy’s grasp and his fingers explored her soft folds and then quickly located her clitoris.

“Please, Reggie, I’m married. If Dave finds out about this it will ruin my marriage,” Christy wept.

Christy’s tears made Reggie hornier. His fingers felt the little, white bitch already getting wet for him while she cried.  She sure had a sensitive clit that loved being stroked, Reggie thought.  The sounds of Christy’s soaked pussy grew louder and her cries became fainter as Reggie aggressively masturbated her. In the midst of her third series of orgasms, Reggie moved the thin, silk strip of her thong to the side, carefully stretched her glistening labia open, and placed the head of his black cock to her moist, pastel entrance. 

“Please, Reggie, no,” Christy pleaded.

The opening to Christy’s pussy had become slightly looser from the frequent intercourse with Reggie over the past four days, and allowed his phallus to snugly slide into it with little discomfort this time.

“Oh!” Christy briefly exclaimed as Reggie entered her.

Christy wished Dave’s condoms had fit Reggie.  While still uneasy about direct contact with Reggie’s cock, Christy began growing used to the enhanced sensation of Reggie’s uncovered penis inside her.  Reggie reached his previous depth of 11 inches and resisted going further to give Christy time to become further aroused.  He knew from extensive experience that sexual excitement would cause the upper two-thirds of Christy’s vagina to lengthen by forcing her cervix and uterus to ascend, at which point, Reggie anticipated fitting the remaining two inches of his cock into her.
 
“Oh, no, Reggie,” Christy said.  She pushed against his chest in an effort to stop an approaching orgasm with no success.  His bare cock felt so good inside her and always found the right areas to rub against.  Her mouth opened and her fingers dug into Reggie’s muscular chest as she futilely resisted slipping into euphoria.  Reggie intermittently thrust his remaining two inches inside Christy’s now accommodating pussy.  

“Oh, oh, oh,” Christy cried each time Reggie’s cock proceeded slightly further.  

Fully inside her, Reggie had proved himself correct about Christy’s depth. His cock completely filled her.  Reggie took in the wonderful sensation of having his whole cock buried in Christy.  Never would he allow her to get away as few girls had anatomy capable of accepting his entire length.  
 
Christy laid beneath Reggie’s large frame, unaware that her tight pussy now contained the full size of Reggie’s love muscle.  Her body’s autonomous responses over-ruled her intentions, as the poor housewife succumbed to a series of powerful orgasms that made her pussy contract rhythmically around the long, thick rod gliding all the way in and all the way out over and over again.  Christy’s intense orgasms started even sooner today, evidence that her resistance to Reggie further declined.  With each fuck she grew more complacent, just as Reggie had calculated.  Before too long, she would eagerly participate.

After each series of climaxes, Christy experienced guilt, shame, and apprehension: guilt betraying Dave, embarrassment that her body grew more responsive to Reggie’s stimulation, and fear over the possibility of becoming pregnant. But then as the next wave approached, these thoughts became temporarily drowned out by her body’s reaction to Reggie’s big, unprotected cock, which felt so much nicer than what she had previously experienced; it perfectly worked all the sensual areas inside her.  Dave was the one who let Reggie move in and then left her alone with him like this; and Reggie promised to take his cock out of her again before he came so she would not get pregnant, she rationalized as her excitement built.

In the middle of one of her many orgasms, Reggie stuck his tongue in Christy’s mouth and began kissing her.  

“No,” Christy said as she turned her face away.  Reggie grabbed her chin and forced his tongue back in her mouth. “Mmmmph,” Christy tried to speak.

Christy ultimately succumbed to Reggie’s kiss, reasoning in the midst of her orgasm that their genitalia already shared fluid with each other, so what difference did it make if she swallowed a little bit of Reggie’s saliva?  Gradually, Christy accepted more intimacy with Reggie.  The guilt would resume once she stopped cumming, but presently, only Christy’s pussy mattered.

Reggie broke their extended kiss and announced “I’s gonna cum.  I’s wants you to swallow it, okay Baby?” 

Not particularly thrilled with the idea of taking Reggie’s penis, coated with her own pussy’s juice, in her mouth again, the alternative posed a potentially devastating possibility. “Okay,” Christy answered as Reggie pulled his long, wet cock out of her.  Christy got on her knees and placed her lips around the head of his prick as it began pumping the rich cream.  She obediently swallowed numerous times, but it kept filling her mouth with more cum.  At least he wasn’t cumming in her pussy, she thought.  Christy then ran her tongue up and down Reggie’s shaft the way he previously taught her, returning to his glans occasionally to lick up the residual cum that continued oozing out.  

Alone on the bed as Reggie showered, Christy returned to her senses, feeling enormous guilt for cooperating with him. How much longer would this continue?  When would Reggie grow tired of her and leave her alone?  Christy wanted to run away, but where could she run?  The same questions kept going through her mind, always with the identical conclusion:  she was in too far now and had to endure this torment or risk losing everything.  

Christy suddenly realized that Dave might notice one of his condoms missing when he returned.  She had to go to the store and replace the prophylactic she tried to place on Reggie yesterday.  Maybe she could also find a larger size to fit Reggie, she regretfully thought.  

As much as the idea of purchasing condoms for Reggie to use on her repulsed Christy, she had to face the facts.  She had already had unprotected sex with him numerous times; and unprotected sex with Reggie was like playing Russian roulette with a fully loaded gun.

Without her keys, Christy’s only option was to accompany Reggie into town.  
“What you need at da store?” Reggie asked.

Christy hesitantly explained to Reggie, “I need to replace Dave’s condom I tried to use with you yesterday, or Dave might find out about us.”

Reggie smiled to himself as he drove Christy’s car.  He had the white bitch right where he wanted.  She feared her husband finding out about her rapes by a black man more than the rapes themselves. 

“I knows jus wheres to go,” Reggie said as he drove Christy to a pharmacy he knew in the hood. 

Once near their destination, Reggie parked Christy’s car on the side of the street and the two walked the rest of the way. Christy didn’t like this part of town.  Black faces everywhere stared at her. Everyone they passed appeared to know Reggie though, and enthusiastically greeted him as he walked with her down the sidewalk toward the pharmacy.

Once inside the pharmacy, Reggie led Christy to the contraceptives.  Christy located Dave’s brand, but hesitated taking them from the shelf as she secretly searched for rubbers large enough to fit Reggie as well. Christy found herself in a dilemma.  If she purchased condoms for Reggie to use, she would in essence be consenting to sex with him.  Christy did not want any more sex with Reggie.  But, if she didn’t purchase the prophylactics and Reggie continued taking her by force, her certain pregnancy awaited.
 
Christy pulled Dave’s brand of condoms from the shelf.  She remained indecisive about purchasing the largest sized ones for Reggie.  If Reggie saw her buy them, he would surely expect more sex from her. Christy strolled away from Reggie and over to the pharmacist.  Christy turned red with embarrassment as she asked, “What’s the largest size condom you stock?”

“These are the largest rubbers we sell,” the elderly black pharmacist said as he handed Christy a black box of Magnum XXXL condoms.  “But if they’re for that fellow you came in with, Reggie, I doubt they will fit him sweetie.  He’s tried every rubber in this store. None of them fits him,” the pharmacist laughed. 

Christy noticed Reggie approaching as the black pharmacist giggled, causing her moral compass to interfere with her normally sound decision making. She simply could not let Reggie know she considered buying condoms for him to use with her and hastily blurted, “Never mind then; I’ll just take the regular ones.” 

Christy’s hasty decision not to buy condoms for Reggie to use with her might not have impacted future events as much as she would later contemplate, as the super large prophylactics would most likely not have fit Reggie anyway.  Still the question would always remain…

Well into the evening, Christy relaxed as she entered bed.  Reggie had not attempted further sexual contact with her since the morning.  Dave had called earlier and they exchanged their normal pleasantries without mentioning Reggie. Christy remained hopeful that her black, sexual tormentor had finally grown tired of her and might not find his way into her bed again during the night. As she entered the beginning phases of sleep, the horrible images of Reggie’s dark muscular body and large, black cock – glistening with her juices as it slid all the way in and all the way out her wet pussy – played like an endless video loop in Christy’s once pure mind.  She awoke a few times relieved to find herself alone and then slipped into deep sleep.

The amnesia of deep sleep faded and the images of Reggie returned as Christy’s slumber approached consciousness.  But she awoke this time with Reggie beside her and his hand inside her panties busily working her clitoris. While unconscious and without her mental defenses, Reggie had brought her body close to an orgasm; and now she lacked enough strength to fight her approaching climax.  She was very wet and extremely aroused.

“Reggie, I can’t do this with you again,” she softly pleaded as her hips autonomously rose and betrayed to him how weak and dependent her flesh was becoming to his caresses.  Christy grew more accustomed to intimacy with Reggie, and her sexual responses occurred more quickly as a result.  Reggie slid Christy’s silk panties down her legs as he messaged her special spot, keeping her in an erotically induced paralysis. He may have been nothing more than a street thug to Christy, but he possessed an uncanny ability to read the physical reactions in his female victims and exploit their sensual susceptibilities.  Reggie had learned how to touch her just the right way in the right places. Soon Christy’s bra accompanied her panties, lost somewhere in the bed as the poor wife laid completely naked and her body climaxed uncontrollably from Reggie’s distasteful, yet effective fondling.  Between her fits of pleasure, as her small, white hands ineffectually gripped Reggie’s black wrist, Christy realized what surely awaited and regretted her decision not to purchase the extra large rubbers when she had the chance.
Reggie’s large, male organ would again intermingle with her vulnerable, female organ; their respective fluids once more would mix together inside her. 

“I’m married and I don’t want to keep doing this with you.  What if I get pregnant?” Christy asked as Reggie moved between her spread legs and positioned himself for entry.  

“I’s will take my cock out again before I’s cum, Baby,” Reggie reassured as he ignored her protests and eased his massive, masculine appendage inside her slippery, pink opening.

“Oh,” Christy exclaimed as the now familiarly pleasant feeling of Reggie’s unprotected penis entered her vagina and created sensations far more delightful than Dave’s smaller appendage that had always been covered by a latex barrier preventing such intimacy.  Reggie’s gigantic, black cock comfortably filled poor Christy’s pussy as she accepted her fate with less reluctance than before.  Yes, she was married to Dave, but what could she do?  Reggie had already taken her more times than she cared to recount because Dave had carelessly invited the black stud to move in with them without her consent.  Perhaps Dave deserved to have his beautiful wife fucked by a stronger man, Christy reasoned as she attempted to rationalize away the guilty feelings and succumbed to her body’s desires.  

Moonlight poured in through the window and Reggie watched Christy writhe beneath him on his black pole as she surrendered to her female instincts. 
“Oooooh, nooo! Oooh stop. Please, I can’t… ooooooh,” she moaned over and over again like a broken record.  Her passionate pleas to stop actually meant “yes” to Reggie.  He put his mouth over her lips and his long tongue found its way down her throat, finally putting an end to her meaningless gibberish.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph,” Christy’s kiss-muffled complaints continued.  But, her soft white hands that had pushed against Reggie’s black, muscular pectoralis majors, gradually slid around his back, her attempt to repel him turning into an embrace.  She had put up a good fight; but, the battle had ended and victory once again belonged to him.  Yes, minor token resistance would probably still be encountered in the future, but the major combat was completed and she would ultimately surrender to him whenever he persisted. 
If only that dumb-fuck, white asshole, Dave, could see his beautiful and once faithful wife cumming on a big Niger cock, Reggie thought, as his penis became harder and Christy unconsciously locked her legs around his ass.  He had successfully trained the inexperienced, white bitch.  He had spoiled her pussy by repeatedly force-feeding it his grade “A” cock until she craved a real man.

Reggie felt Christy’s silky pussy helplessly throbbing around his black baby maker. Christy’s former faithfulness to her husband and resistance of Reggie ebbed as her pussy flooded with orgasms. No matter how hard these haughty white bitches fought, ultimately they all betrayed their husbands and submitted to their basic feminine urges.  Christy was no different.  She began growing use to being with Reggie and the rapes had transformed to complacency masked by symbolic resistance. Her hips started to twist and turn, rise and fall in reply to Reggie’s thrusts as their two bodies communicated physical pleasure to each other. She wasn’t acting too genteel for a Niger anymore, Reggie thought as her pussy ground into his cock.  
“I’s gonna cum,” Reggie announced as he finally removed his tongue from her mouth.

Christy, on the verge of blacking out from an orgasm more intense than anything she had ever experienced, lost control of herself and could not stop grinding her pussy over Reggie’s cock, “Ooooooooooh, aaaaaaaaaaaaaah, naaaaah,” she nonsensically heaved. 

Reggie took advantage of Christy’s vulnerability and surreptitiously ejaculated a couple of rounds inside the oblivious girl’s pussy before removing his prick and spraying the bulk of his jism on her body.  
In the dimness of the moonlight, extremely wet and messy from her own body’s secretions, Christy failed to notice the moderate amount of sperm Reggie had deposited in her, mistakenly believing he had withdrawn in time.  Christy foolishly began trusting Reggie and became further lulled toward indifference regarding the adulterous relations Reggie forced upon her.  
As long as Dave didn’t know about Reggie, things might be best this way, Christy thought.  Dave would continue to get extra hours at work through Reggie’s influence with his Uncle Leroy to help them make ends meet. Reggie had established his trustworthiness in her mind by repeatedly taking his cock out of her cunt before he came. Both exhausted from climaxing multiple times, and secure in erroneously believing Reggie would not get her pregnant, Christy passively lay on her back and allowed Reggie to rub the semen he had ejaculated on her body into her skin again. He used the slippery, white cream to play with her nipples for a while, causing her soft pink buds to firm as she drifted back to sleep ignorant that some of his potent seed remained in her fertile pussy.

The early morning sun filled the bedroom, causing Christy to wake up.  Reggie’s hand firmly held her left breast.  Her skin felt all crusty from the dried spunk Reggie had rubbed on her the previous evening.  What had she done?  She questioned how she allowed herself to become a plaything for a hideous, black, thug like Reggie.  Christy turned to find Reggie staring at her with eyes wide open.   

“My’s cock is hard and aches real bad,” Reggie said as his hand glided down her tummy and between her legs.

Christy could not believe Reggie’s sex drive.  How could he possibly be horny again after cumming so much a few hours ago?  Were all black men this potent? She wondered.  Christy failed to realize that her constant intercourse with the hypersexual Reggie stimulated her own libido.  She almost instantly grew wet whenever Reggie messaged her sensitive clitty now.  

“Reggie, I don’t want to have anymore sex with you.  I’m married and I have to go look for a job today,” Christy said as Reggie ignored her complaints and continued fondling her rapidly moistening pussy.  

“I’s can take care of your money situation, Baby.  All yuze needs to do is cooperate,” Reggie said as he rolled on his back.  “Nows gets on top of me and fuck my cock likes a good girl.”  

Christy didn’t want to fuck Reggie, but she didn’t really have a choice.  She remembered what Reggie had previously told her about doing things the hard way or the easy way.  Her resistance always ended up futile anyway, while cooperation resulted in kind treatment from the powerful, black male.  Christy’s petite body slithered on to Reggie’s muscular frame.

“Nows puts my cock in your pussy,” Reggie commanded.

“Will you tell me when you’re going to cum?” Christy asked.

“Yes, now hurrys up before I’s explode,” Reggie replied.

Christy reached down and aimed Reggie’s shaft into her entrance as she slowly impaled herself on the oversized male organ.  Reggie firmly grabbed her hips with his large hands and guided her pelvic movements. But soon Christy needed no assistance and instinctively began coital motions on her own as she leaned forward against Reggie’s hard body and her erect nipples poked into his chest.

Reggie looked in the mirror across the room and observed the beautiful curves of Christy’s smooth, firm and unblemished white buttocks as they humped his long, slick, black rod. He could see the pink membranes of her labia cling to his black shaft when her pussy pulled away, only to disappear when she reversed course descending onto him again.

“That’s a good girl,” Reggie encouraged as Christy mounted him for the first time.

The entire situation seemed unreal to Christy.  Three weeks ago she had never even thought about being with another person besides Dave.  Now she was fucking another man – an incredible black man. 
 
“Oh my God, ooooooooooh,” Christy moaned as her eyes began to roll in their sockets.  As her first wave of orgasms approached, the phone rang, jerking Christy back to reality.  It must be Dave calling before work, Christy thought.  She started to lift herself off Reggie; but, the black stud placed his hands firmly around her hips and forced her back down on his cock.

“Don’t yuze dare get off my cock or there will be trouble, girl.  Yuze justs keeps on fuckin.  I’s will gets the phone,” Reggie said as he reached over to the nightstand and answered, while Christy’s pussy continued to glide up and down his cock, but at a slower pace than before.

Christy suddenly found herself hoping that it wasn’t Dave calling.

“Hi Dave, how are you?” Reggie said.

Christy’s heart sank in her chest as she heard Reggie mention Dave’s name.  Here she was with another man’s cock in her pussy because of her stupid husband.  Dave was so naïve, unknowingly chatting on the phone with Reggie while Reggie fucked his helpless wife, Christy thought.  How could things possibly get any worse for her?  

“Hey, Christy told me she’s looking for work and I may be able to help you guys out.  I happen to run a marketing research firm on the side and she can work flexible hours from home making phone calls for me.  I’ll pay her $10 an hour cash under the table if she decides to help me out,” Christy heard Reggie tell Dave. “Yea, she’s right here, hold on.”

Christy’s face revealed her mortification.  While she fucked Reggie how could he expect her to speak with her husband? 

She had no choice but to talk to Dave.

“Hi Baby, how are you?” Christy asked. “Oh I’m fine too,” Christy replied.  
As the conversation with Dave continued, Christy had stopped moving her hips.  But Reggie grabbed her firm ass with both hands and forced her to resume riding his disco stick each time her motions ceased. 

“That offer to work for Reggie from home sounds like a great idea.  We won’t have to share the car and we can save money on transportation costs.  I can keep the car for work,” Dave said.

As Christy silently listened to Dave speak, Reggie parted her ass cheeks and began to press his index finger into her anus.  She wanted to tell Reggie to stop, but feared that Dave might hear her complain, so she remained silent.  If Dave only knew the type of work Reggie already had his wife doing, he might have felt differently about the situation.

“Relax,” Reggie whispered in Christy’s free ear as he pushed his finger deep inside her tight, pink, little asshole.

“I’m glad Reggie’s there to keep you company while I’m gone.  Leroy wants me to stay an additional week and said the firm will pay me an extra $200 bonus,” Dave said.

From Christy’s part of the phone conversation with Dave, as well as the look of bewilderment on her face, Reggie inferred that Dave once again swallowed the bait.  Reggie almost burst out in laughter at that dumb-ass, white boy’s stupidity.  Dave had basically given away his model wife to be spoiled by a Nigger. Soon she would be cumming on Reggie’s black cock again while that dumb fuck Dave earned another $50.  

Reggie’s managed to get his finger all the way up Christy’s anus, with the rest of his hand firmly grasping the crack between her two cheeks.  He now had complete control of her pelvis and manipulated how she fucked him. Defeated by the savage situation her husband unwittingly put her in, and eager to get off the phone before losing control of her body again, Christy quickly replied, “Okay, Honey.  I need to go now so Reggie can start training me how to do the job.  I love you.  Come home when you can.”

Christy turned off the phone, dropped it on the floor next to the bed, and then placed her cheek on Reggie’s burly chest as her hands ran up his body and around his neck.  Dave had allowed Reggie to gain complete and uncontested control over his wife. And Reggie was going to see to it that this white girl learned to appreciate Nigger cock as he maneuvered her thrusts with his finger in her ass. Unlike her weak husband, Reggie proved his superior masculinity by aggressively taking what he wanted, Christy thought as she drifted away on tidal waves of pleasure.

The next few weeks passed in pretty much the same fashion: frequent and very long sex with Reggie in the mornings and evenings, with her afternoons usually free to go shopping with the money Reggie paid her and to work out and swim laps at the gym. Christy had finally stopped resisting and resigned herself to an affair with Reggie, which resulted in markedly improved treatment by him. She had free use of her car again and could come and go as she pleased.  Reggie had agreed to disconnect the phones for Christy before fucking her, so that Dave could not spoil their intimacy again.  The numerous times Dave had attempted calling his wife, he mostly encountered the voice mail.  Dave had gullibly assumed she busily tied up the phone working for Reggie’s research firm.  On the rare occasion when Dave successfully reached Christy, her conversation seemed aloof and brief.  At least she had gotten over her separation anxiety, Dave foolishly reasoned.

When Dave returned home, something seemed different about Christy.  She had become more independent and much friendlier with Reggie.  The two frequently laughed and teased each other.  Dave also noticed how close his wife sat near Reggie on the couch when watching television, and how Reggie’s hands would occasionally pat her ass without her protest. Christy’s newly established “friendship” with Reggie made Dave uncomfortable, but he feared confronting the gargantuan, black Reggie about his inappropriate behavior with Christy.  Dave knew Christy would never cheat on him and dismissed his observations as merely play between two co-workers and friends. After all, Christy did work for Reggie now and it was good that the two enjoyed a descent working relationship.  

That evening, when Christy went to bed, Dave followed.  She didn’t display eagerness to make love to Dave like she previously had.  Dave put on a condom and began fucking his wife in his usual fashion.  Christy worried that Dave might notice a difference in her vagina since Reggie’s cock was so much larger than his.  But Dave did not perceive any change in Christy’s anatomy as she lay in the bed and pretended to enjoy the intercourse.  Dave’s small, condom covered penis now felt inadequate to Christy and she found herself thinking about Reggie as Dave fucked her. Only Friday evening, Christy and Reggie would need to wait until Monday morning before they could screw again unless they could figure something out.    

The next morning Dave awoke as Christy finished taking a shower and dressed.  She wore a sexy, pink silk thong with matching bra and put on a pair of blue jeans and an olive colored t-shirt. The gentle curves of her magnificent, youthful body filled her clothes perfectly.

“Honey, you seem to be awfully close and FRIENDLY with Reggie now.  I don’t like the way he patted you on your bottom yesterday evening,” Dave complained.

Christy could not believe the wimp she chose for a husband.  Dave didn’t have enough balls to stand up to Reggie and fight for her, she thought.  “Oh Dave, don’t be silly.  We’re just good friends, that’s all.  Reggie and his uncle have done a lot for us, remember?  You don’t want to jeopardize both our jobs, do you?”

“No, I guess you’re right, Christy.  I shouldn’t be so insecure,” Dave replied.  

“Okay then,” Christy said as she bent over and quickly pecked Dave on the cheek as he sat up in the bed.  “I have to get going.  Reggie’s taking me to a marketing research seminar in Lundstown.  We probably won’t be back until late this evening.  There are some TV dinners in the freezer for you to heat up,” Christy said as she grabbed her purse and hurried out the room.
“Wait a minute,” Dave complained.  “You didn’t say anything about leaving with Reggie on a business trip before.”

“Didn’t I?” Christy replied.  “I’m sorry, Honey.  I thought I told you about it when you were in Amarillo.  Don’t you remember?” 

Dave wasn’t sure if Christy had mentioned the trip or not.  He had been so exhausted working in that hell hole of a warehouse for three weeks, she may have told him and he simply forgot, he thought.

Reggie and Christy drove to a nice hotel across town.  Christy held Reggie’s hand as they walked to their room, where the two would remain joined together, only briefly interrupted by room service delivering their meals.  Dave had waited for Christy and Reggie’s return. However the day passed without word from either.  As the evening approached, Christy finally called and explained how there was another important class early Sunday morning, so she needed to spend the night and would return in the afternoon. “I know we haven’t been able to spend much time together, but Reggie is paying me a $200 bonus plus putting me in a nice hotel room for attending this,” Christy said.

Christy and Reggie returned late Sunday afternoon. While Dave didn’t like how much time Christy spent with Reggie, he knew she would never consider being with another man – especially a black man, so he decided not to mention his unease with their professional relationship again. In the evening, the three watched television in the living room.  Dave sat on a recliner and Christy sat beside Reggie on the sofa. 

Dave must have dozed off for a while.  The dim glow from the television provided the only light in the room.  He looked over at Christy; she had fallen asleep as well.  Her head rested on Reggie’s shoulder.  Dave noticed Reggie’s hand slowly rubbing Christy’s inner thigh. Afraid to challenge Reggie, Dave pretended to remain asleep as he watched Reggie’s hand stealthily move to Christy’s crotch.  Reggie then proceeded to unbutton her pants. Dave silently observed Reggie’s hand slide inside his sleeping wife’s panties.  

“Ooooh, no, ooooh, stooooooop,” he heard Christy quietly murmur in her sleep while Reggie masturbated her.  Dave didn’t know what to do.  If he tried to stop Reggie, the black giant might get violent and could easily hurt him. They could not afford to lose their jobs either.  Dave felt his own cock grow hard from watching Reggie arouse his wife as she slept.  Dave saw Christy’s eyes open as she realized what Reggie was doing.  She grabbed Reggie’s wrist in an attempt to pull his hand out of her panties.  

Although Reggie had infected Christy with lust for his huge, black cock during the weeks when her husband had carelessly left her alone with him to suffer his repeated molestations and rapes, Christy didn’t want to ruin her marriage.  She had anticipated an eventual end to her affair with Reggie, and ultimately the establishment of a family with Dave once the economy improved and they could escape from their financial dependence on Reggie.  But Reggie’s present actions threatened to destroy her plans.  If Dave woke, surely he would defend her honor by trying to stop Reggie from defiling her.  They would fight and Reggie would hurt Dave badly, she feared, perhaps even killing him and leaving her a widow.   

No, Reggie. Stop.  Dave will wake up,” Dave heard Christy whisper as Reggie pulled her onto his lap.  Dave watched Reggie’s fingers move faster inside Christy’s shorts and watched Christy’s face contort as Reggie forced her to orgasm.  “Nooooo, pleeeeeeeeeeeaaaase stop,” Christy quietly mewled when Reggie pulled down her shorts and panties.  Dave heard the wet sounds from Christy’s pussy as Reggie continued fondling her against her protests.  Reggie had her legs spread over his own and Dave could see the pink insides of his wife’s pussy glistening with moisture as Reggie gingerly separated her labia with his big black fingers. Christy twisted with discomfort as Reggie’s free arm wrapped around her thin waist holding her in his lap.  When her next series of orgasms arrived and her fidgeting subsided, Reggie removed Christy’s shirt and bra and his hand slid to her cute breasts and tweaked her perfectly pink little nipples as his other hand continued its assault on her quivering pussy.  It appeared to Dave like Christy quietly struggled to stop Reggie, but believing Dave was still asleep, didn’t want to wake him.  Dave knew he should do something before it became too late.  But he did nothing to prevent Reggie from going further.

Reggie pulled down his gym shorts, revealing the biggest cock Dave had ever seen.  Reggie slowly slid the enormous, black organ inside Christy’s tight, pink cunt.  Dave watched his small wife writhe on the gargantuan, black pole as Reggie’s fingers continued to message her clit, which had engorged from all the stimulation.  Watching the black rod travelling in and out of her pink folds, Dave couldn’t believe Reggie’s cock fit inside his wife’s small pussy.  

Dave sat like a schmuck with his hard on, pretending to be asleep and watched his gorgeous wife, who was model perfect, get fucked by a black stud.  Had he at least attempted to rescue her from Reggie’s sexual assault, perhaps things may have ended differently.  But the window of opportunity slowly closed and Dave chose inaction.  He watched Christy helplessly forced to experience multiple orgasms that grew stronger with the passage of time.  
The combination of fear and ecstasy Reggie forced on Christy went on throughout the evening as the poor wife squirmed on Reggie’s lap struggling to remain silent, stop her orgasms, and get away from Reggie’s affections before Dave awoke.  But Dave continued to slumber as his wife’s assault dragged on. He must have been exhausted from working in Armorillo for three weeks, Christy thought, because he never slept this long in the chair before that she could remember. Eventually, Christy could no longer control her autonomous reactions and her own pelvis began to respond to Reggie’s cock with similar movements. Finally, Reggie came in Christy’s pussy.  The gooey, white cum from Reggie’s cock filled poor Christy, and having no place else to go, flowed down Reggie’s shaft.  Dave didn’t think guys were capable of ejaculating so much. 

Reggie’s cock became flaccid and eventually slipped from Christy’s cunt.  Christy returned to her senses and spotted Dave glancing at her and Reggie before pretending to sleep again. The small bulge in Dave’s pants along with a wet spot revealed to Christy that the sick bastard enjoyed watching her rape.  The son-of-a-bitch coward saw the entire ordeal and allowed Reggie to take her.

“I want you to sleep with me in my bed tonight, Reggie,” Christy said so Dave could hear her.  Reggie gladly obliged and the two went to bed, leaving Dave alone in the living room pretending to be asleep.

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