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 Defiled Young Housewife By: The Cryptkeeper
Keywords: caution, rape, 1st, interr, BM, WF, oral, pett,

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   Something about Reggie made Christy uncomfortable.  She hoped the huge
black man who towered over her husband would not make an instant decision,
so she could discuss the matter further with Dave.  They could tell Reggie
someone else rented the room, she thought.

   Reggie had plenty of experience with young, well educated white women
like Christy.  He realized how uncomfortable he made her feel.  A sparkle
from the diamond engagement ring and wedding band on her finger momentarily
caught his gaze.  He knew her type well -- a snooty, white bitch who rarely
interacted with blacks and thought them far beneath her.

   A shrewd businessman from drug dealings on the street, and a seasoned
sexual predator never missing an opportunity to nail young, naïve, white
pussy, Reggie understood the fleeting nature of this chance at getting
inside Christy's pants.  He pulled a wad of cash from his pocket, "I'll
take the room.  How much security deposit do you want?"

   Christy standing beside her husband, her arm entwined with his, tightly
squeezed Dave's hand as a signal not to immediately accept Reggie's offer.

   All the money Reggie displayed mesmerized Dave, who misinterpreted
Christy's gesture as an affirmation, "Uh, $500 for a security deposit ought
to be enough."

   A grin appeared on Reggie's 35-year-old face as he peeled away enough
cash to cover the deposit and a year's worth of rent.  He handed the wad of
money to Dave.

   Christy forced a smile Reggie recognized as insincere.

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

   "Of course," Dave replied with a shake of Reggie's hand to finalize the
deal.  Dave quickly went to fetch a pen and paper to write the receipt,
leaving Christy alone with Reggie.

   Dave unwittingly admitted a violent, high-ranking criminal into their
home who needed to keep a low profile.  And he granted this criminal easy
access to his wife.  Reggie briefly snuck a glance at Christy's tight ass
and firm, young tits, imagining how she looked beneath the modest dress she
wore.

   Christy certainly was attractive package.  She stood about medium height
with a petite build and perfect measurements that included a tight, flat
abdomen, nicely curved buttocks, and full, round breasts -- the epitome of
female form.

   The 23-year-old college graduate and housewife took care of her figure
by maintaining a strict vegan diet and exercising daily.  Her model-like
figure, combined with smooth, white skin, dark, blue eyes, and silky, dirty
blond hair that extended slightly past her shoulders received the gaze of
many men, who saw in her a girl of their dreams.

   But no other man could have Christy because her heart already belonged
to her husband, Dave.

   "So, what are you studying?" Christy nervously asked, attempting to
break the awkward silence.  Reggie seemed a little old to still be in
college as he claimed, she thought.

   Reggie undressed her with his dark eyes.  His cock twitched as he
thought about the possibility of sticking it in this white bitch.

   "African Studies."

   In truth, Reggie hadn't set foot on a college campus in years, not since
his early days hustling drugs on the street.  In his line of business he
was able to move up in rank without needing college classes.

   His quick reply without any elaboration seemed suspicious to Christy,
but Dave suddenly returned smiling with a neatly written receipt and an
extra key to their house, "Here you go, roommate."

   "Okay, I'll be back a little later with my things."

   Reggie took his key and receipt from the young couple and departed.

   "Look at all this money!" Dave gleefully whispered after the door
closed, holding up numerous hundred dollar bills.

   "I don't know about this guy.  Maybe we should have checked him out or
something first, honey."

   Dave was counting the money not really listening to Christy.  She did
not have the heart to press the issue about Reggie living with them.

   Dave seemed happier than he had been in a long time, since the rough
economy took both their jobs.  The warehouse position Dave managed to find
did not pay all their bills.  Indeed, this was enough cash to bring them
current and avoid pending foreclosure.

   Reggie returned a few hours later that evening and quietly unpacked in
his new room while Christy and Dave went to bed.  When Reggie finished
settling in, he turned off the light.

   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 young 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 got hard.  His cock pushed against inadequate room in his gym
shorts and sought release from its confinement.

   His turn with Christy would come soon enough, he thought.

   "Oh, I'm going to cum," Reggie heard Dave exclaim.

   Reggie quietly returned to his room undetected.

   "Oh, 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 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 Dave's ejaculate in its tip.  Christy watched Dave slide the
protective barrier off.  The two had agreed to wait until after their
financial situation improved before starting a family.

   A virgin bride and a faithful wife, Christy never had sex with anyone
else, and had no desire to.  She loved her husband.

   **********************

   Dave left for work early and Christy visited the gym for her daily
workout of swimming laps and some resistance training when Reggie woke up
to an empty house.

   Over the weeks Reggie learned their schedules.  He knew Dave would not
return from work until evening and Christy arrived home mid-morning.

   As Christy entered, Reggie sat shirtless on the living room sofa in a
pair of loose gym shorts, numerous muscles bulging beneath his black skin.
Christy wanted to tell him to put on a shirt but decided against being
confrontational.

   Christy's voice contained a hint of annoyance, "When do you attend
classes?" She had noticed him gawking at her more frequently and it seemed
like the only thing he studied was her figure when he thought she was not
looking.

   Reggie began obnoxiously rubbing his crotch in front of her while he
blatantly raked her body with his eyes, "I take classes online.  Where do
you work besides out at the gym every morning?"

   The way black males inappropriately touched themselves in public
repulsed her.  "I'm currently between jobs.  But I haven't seen you open a
book yet since you've been here."

   Her reply before she proceeded to her bedroom to escape Reggie's lustful
stares contained an air of superiority which made Reggie more determined to
soil her.

   Reggie waited a few minutes 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.

   He knew Christy's type.  She would be too embarrassed to tell anyone
that a Nigger's cock had been inside her.  She appeared in excellent shape,
and would definitely fight it.  But after the struggle he would subdue the
petite wife and begin ruining her.  He waited for the bathroom door to
open.

   The shower stopped.  Reggie's cock grew inside his shorts as the virile
organ prepared to move into a white neighborhood.

   Christy opened the door wearing only a red, silk thong with matching
bra, and was greeted by Reggie.  She tried to slam the door shut to keep
him away.

   Christy's initial suspicion of Reggie had been correct, but she had
ignored her gut feelings to please Dave.  In an ironic twist of fate,
Christy's attempt to appease her husband now jeopardized their marriage far
worse than financial woes.

   Reggie's hand blocked the door from closing completely.  He overcame
Christy's efforts and her feet, unable to hold ground, slid back across the
slick tile floor.

   "What are you doing?  Are you crazy?"

   Reggie angrily charged into her bathroom.

   He unexpectedly punched Christy in her stomach, knocking the wind from
her lungs.

   She doubled over gasping for air while he dragged her by her hair from
the bathroom.

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

   Christy wheezed and coughed, "Please, don't do this."

   Reggie forced her smooth, long legs apart on reconnaissance of her
treasures he planned to plunder.  He loved how these high class, white
girls kept their pubic areas so immaculately groomed.

   Reggie's eyes feasted on Christy's naked body with its gentle feminine
curves.  Her genitals lacked hair or even stubble due to prior laser
treatments.  She appeared almost pre-pubescent except for a neatly trimmed
patch of pubic hair no larger than a thumbnail that remained.  Her flat
tummy was adorned by a delightful belly button and defined abdominal
muscles.  Pink areolae a little larger than quarters crowned her firm c-cup
tits.

   Christy's silky, white skin contrasted with Reggie like type on a page.
Her youthful body seemed to lack imperfection like her beautiful face.

   Dave was a fool to leave such a gem unguarded with a thug like himself,
Reggie thought.  He reached down between Christy's splayed legs and gently
parted her labia for a closer look at her pussy.

   She felt Reggie manipulating her privates like she belonged to him, "Oh,
God - no!  Please don't!" She reached down and grabbed his wrist to stop
him.

   Reggie reached up and twisted her delicate, pink nipple, causing a jolt
of pain that would later become a bruise on the perfectly formed flesh.

   Christy immediately released Reggie's wrist.

   Reggie resumed spreading her labia, locating Christy's clitoris among
her delicate pink folds.  He licked his thumb and began softly rubbing its
smooth, pink hood.

   Christy pleaded as Reggie sat between her open legs fondling her private
parts, "Please stop doing this to me.  I won't tell anyone if you let me
go." She hated this disgusting, subhuman animal.

   Reggie noticed Christy's clit slowly grow larger from his fillips.  He
excited the timid head of her clitoris into making its debut for him as he
expertly coaxed it from its protective cover.

   "I'm married.  Why are you doing this?" Christy sobbed as Reggie caused
involuntary responses in her body.  Her pink flesh glistened with
secretions, inviting him to drink her nectar.

   "Oh, God, stop it!  You're disgusting."

   Reggie held her vaginal lips apart with his black fingers and orally
assaulted her sensitive, pink folds with his long tongue.

   Christy sat partially up on her elbows and from over her flat tummy
helplessly watched with a contorted face.  She tried unsuccessfully to push
Reggie's head away from her.

   Reggie ached for Christy.  He slid off his gym shorts and his monstrous,
black organ sprang from confinement.

   Christy's eyes widened when she saw the enormity of his appendage. 
Reggie's cock looked more like a radiator hose than a penis, veins
distending beneath its black skin.

   No way could the thing ever fit inside her, "Please don't rape me.  I
promise I won't tell anyone if you stop."

   Reggie reopened Christy's labia and aimed his cock at her entrance.

   The large head of his penis pushed at her opening and Christy became
frantic, "I'll do anything you want.  Please don't put it in me.  You're
too big."

   The pressure from his attempted invasion built.  Christy fell back from
her elbows, clenching the sheets in her fists, "Oh, God!  No.  Please."

   Her husband's pecker must have been incredibly small, Reggie thought. 
He slowly applied more force to overcome her pussy's resistance until
Christy's Labia finally engulfed the head of his penis.

   "Ow," Christy cried.  Another man's penis entered her for the first
time, and her pussy subversively provided lubrication for its own assault
-- a lifetime of fidelity undone in little more than an instant.

   Reggie gradually advanced more of his cock into her.

   Reggie taunted her as he worked more of himself inside her, "That's
right girl.  You got a black cock in your pussy now."

   "You're hurting me.  You're too big."

   She felt him advance slightly deeper each thrust, "I'm married.  Why are
you doing this?"

   Reggie placed his index finger to her lips, "Shush, you be quite.  You
may be married but you a hoe for black cock now."

   "No," Christy whimpered.  But her juices coated more of Reggie's cock
with an affectionate sheen.

   How could this be happening to her?  Why did Dave allow a stranger into
their home to do it?  These and similar thoughts played through her mind,
her face displaying her pain as furrows in her normally smooth skin.

   Christy's pussy contained more cock inside it than ever before.

   Reggie's cock was triple the girth of Dave's penis and already
penetrated several inches into unchartered territory with only half his
length inside Christy.  Reggie mercifully refrained going further.

   "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," Christy moaned in concert with squeaks from the
bed.  Her pussy was growing used to a very different cock inside it.

   Reggie attempted to look directly in Christy's eyes while fucking her,
but Christy kept averting his stare and moving her head away.

   A wild spark appeared in Reggie's eyes as he irately grabbed Christy's
chin.  He turned her head to face him, "Look at me when I'm fucking you
bitch!"

   From beneath pools of tears, Christy's eyes met his as he claimed her.
She felt his immense, black phallus making its journey in and out of her
defeated pussy.

   "Please stop it!"

   Reggie spoke to Melissa like the thug from the hood that he was, "I want
you to cum for me first, baby, and show me how much you love niggers."

   She replied with silence determined not to give him the satisfaction of
her orgasm.  The animal already stole her precious fidelity; no way would
she ever cum for this filthy pig.

   "Oh, you gonna cum for me whether you want to or not," Reggie warned
quickening his pace.

   "No," Christy hissed through clenched teeth.  But as her discomfort
dissipated her cunt traitorously accepted the large, black intruder more as
a welcome guest, showering Reggie's black baby-maker with love juice.

   Reggie shifted position and felt her pussy begin contracting around his
penis, "You really wet girl.  Your pussy seems to like big black cock a
lot."

   Christy grimaced and her hands pushed against his muscular chest.  Her
vaginal labia clung to his slick cock as it slid through them, "Oh, oh, oh
-- no!

   "Christy voice grew to a yell as her arousal increased, "No, no, no --
stop doing this to me."

   Reggie fucked Christy until unconsciously her pelvis began slight coital
movements back.  It wasn't an enthusiastic response, but at least she
stopped resisting and accepted her fate.  He held back from burying the
remaining length of his penis inside her.

   Christy noticed acceleration and panicked, realizing Reggie would cum
soon.

   "Please, take it out of me now," Christy begged.

   Christy was a haughty white woman and Reggie enjoyed every step of
ruining her: from initially molesting her to introducing her pussy to his
huge, black cock and making her orgasm from it.  He looked forward to
completing the process soon by cumming inside her.

   "I' gonna cum in your pussy, baby."

   Her eyes became saucers of fear, "No, please don't cum in me."

   Christy's dainty white hands renewed their efforts and pushed harder
against Reggie's burly, black chest.  Arching her back and positioning her
pelvis she unsuccessfully tried dislodging him.  Her efforts were no match
against his huge penis imbedded way too deeply in her pussy.

   Reggie's penis occupied Christy's pussy after her attempts to remove it
failed.  It penetrated even deeper for her insubordination and gushed a
torrent of white, gooey cum.

   She felt slimy ejaculate from Reggie's cock oozing from her overfilled
pussy down the crack of her ass, "Oh, no, please - why?"

   The deed was completed.  Reggie knew she would be too ashamed to tell
anyone what happened to her.  She lay beneath his heavy frame, her pussy
clenching his deflating cock in residual orgasms.  He had sown the first
seeds of corruption in her.

   Reggie removed his flaccid cock from Christy as she remained in the bed
motionlessly staring at the ceiling, her legs still indecently spread
apart. She glanced at Reggie's penis.  Even soft, his black serpent
appeared enormous and Christy did not believe the horrific thing actually
fit in her.

   "You ever give your 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.  She understood what he wanted when he
shoved his penis, hanging from him like the trunk on an elephant, in her
face.  His cock was disgusting, still slimy with both their fluids.

   "Open your mouth and suck on it like a good girl.  I don't want to hurt
you more."

   Christy did not think she could tolerate Reggie's cock in her mouth
without vomiting.  But Reggie tightly pulled her hair and forced her suck
on it.  Her lips barely fit around the foul thing.

   To her surprise, even though revolting, the taste was not completely
disagreeable.  As she followed Reggie's directions, he released his grip on
her hair and his treatment of her improved.  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."

   To Christy's dismay, his penis 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.

   Erect, only the head of Reggie's shaft fit in her mouth.

   Reggie instructed her how to work his cock with her hands while running
her tongue and mouth along it.  She had no choice but to comply with his
demented demands.

   Her wedding band sparkled on her finger while she gracefully tugged on
his dark, veined appendage.  His cock twitched, startling her slightly. 
She held the massive shaft with both hands and length to spare.

   Reggie felt another batch readying, "Makes sure you swallow it all,
bitch."

   Christy didn't want to swallow the nasty, white cream that spurted into
her mouth, but Reggie prevented her from pulling away.  After the first
couple of mouthfuls, Reggie could tell the taste became less distasteful to
her by the way she started gulping it down.

   He released his hold and Christy continued milking and swallowing every
last drop of cum from his cock, not noticing that he let go of her head. 
When the cum eventually stopped flowing, Christy pulled her mouth away.  A
thread of jism momentarily spanned from his softening phallus to her lips,
like a web from a spider, one of many strands trapping its prey.

   "Just in case you get any stupid ideas about telling your husband or
anyone else about our activities, my real name is Reggie Johnson.  If you
don't know who I am, look me up on Google.

   "If anyone else finds out I'm living here, my home boys will come
looking for you.  If I'm arrested for any reason, my home boys will come
looking for you.  They will find you, your husband, your future kids, your
parents -- anyone even remotely related to you.  It won't be a pleasant
death for any of you."

   Reggie's threat sounded serious.  The once confident Christy sat dazed
on her bed pondering what just occurred as he showered.  She debated
reporting her rape to law enforcement.  But the ordeal -- so filthy, vile,
and embarrassing - would need to be retold.

   Reggie would claim the act consensual and reveal how she climaxed for
him.  No one would believe her orgasm was involuntary.  Everyone, including
Dave, would know she was tainted by a black man.

   And if Reggie was who he claimed to be, she would be condemning her
entire family to death.

   Christy decided to remain silent as her assailant anticipated, sealing a
much darker fate for herself.  With Reggie's cum still dripping from her
well fucked pussy, she hastily dressed and left before he finished
showering.

   **********************************

   "Hi Honey," Christy said to Dave as he walked into the living room and
pecked her cheek.  "How was your day?"

   "Hey, homeboy," Reggie added with a grin.  For two weeks, he had been
secretly boning Christy when Dave went to work.

   Forced sex with Reggie took a toll on Christy, but Dave did not notice
the change in his wife.

   "Fine," Dave answered heading toward the refrigerator to grab his usual
cold beer after working all day in that hot warehouse.

   Christy could not believe her husband's blindness.  Dave did not see
Reggie lustfully staring at her all the time as if undressing her with his
eyes.  He had no inkling of her horrible situation and what Reggie was
doing to her almost daily.  Reggie's cum was inside her!

   A multitude of emotions flowed through Christy's mind -- anger,
embarrassment, and shame.  Dave was oblivious to it all and wandered into
the garage leaving her alone in the living room yet again, with Reggie
sitting beside her.  She quickly left the sofa and headed to her bedroom.

   Christy went to take a shower and prepare for bed.  She locked the door
to make sure Dave would not come in while she was naked and see the fading
bruises Reggie left on her tits from initially resisting him.

   Thankfully, the discolorations were almost gone -- incriminating
evidence of what had been occurring.  After the first week, she became less
combative and Reggie resorted to less physical methods of persuasion.

   While bathing, she carefully cleaned her sore vagina, realizing that
most of Reggie's loathsome semen was deep beyond her reach.  She lost count
of how many times he had taken her over the past few weeks.

   "I'm sorry, dear, I don't feel well tonight," Christy replied to Dave's
advances after she finished bathing and dressed.  She entered bed in her
nightie and pretended to fall asleep.  In the darkness, thoughts of
Reggie's big, black cock made slumber for Christy nearly impossible. 
Reggie penetrated the core of her femininity.  Now perverted images of the
sex she had with him haunted her.

   With Dave home for the weekend, Reggie spent the next couple of days
away conducting his drug business and giving Christy time to recuperate.

   But Monday morning arrived much too quickly.  Christy awoke as Dave
prepared for work.

   Christy rose from a sea of sheets covering their bed, "Honey, why don't
you call in sick today and stay with me?"

   "Baby, I can't do that.  Leroy asked me Friday to work overtime today. I
won't be home until 10:00 pm."

   "Why didn't you didn't say anything about working overtime?"

   If Dave only knew the panic gripping his poor wife.  Her silent façade
concealed an internal turmoil that felt like a violent storm raging within
the confines of her tight chest.  No escape was possible, yet she
successfully hid her dismay.  She would soon be alone again with Reggie.

   As she sat up Dave kissed her on the cheek and headed off to work.

   Christy hopped out of bed in her cotton briefs and bra and quickly
rummaged her dresser drawers searching for something to throw on.  It was a
race to get out of the house before Reggie woke up.

   Unfortunately, Reggie had risen earlier in the morning and already
waited for his opportunity.

   Christy found a pair of olive colored Capris pants and a beige blouse.
But before she put them on, Reggie entered her room wearing only a pair of
baggy, black gym shorts with a huge, visible bulge in them.  She couldn't
help noticing the large, well defined muscles in his dark chest.

   "You gonna go somewhere?" Reggie asked.

   Christy's voice contained a mixture of annoyance and fear -- but
predominantly fear, "I need to look for work.  I would appreciate it if you
didn't come in my room anymore."

   Reggie smirked while advancing closer to Christy, "I'll come in your
room anytime I want, and you ain't gonna do a thing about it."

   Christy backed away from Reggie aghast of his intentions.  His massive
stature dwarfed her petite frame.

   She backed away from him until her firm ass bumped into the dresser and
she could not retreat further, "Please get away from me."

   "What's the matter baby?  Don't you want some more loving?" Reggie
sarcastically asked.

   Christy shook her head, "No, please leave me alone!"

   Reggie pulled down his shorts and guided Christy's hand to his colossal
cock.  She wrapped her fingers around it and jerked, tears pouring from her
eyes like a rapid drip from a leaky faucet.

   Christy despised what Reggie forced her to do.  But if she made him cum
by jerking him off, perhaps he would not fuck her this time, she thought.

   Christy stood facing 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 effect on her.

   She could not help studying the monstrous phallus she worked in her
hand. It felt smooth and warm from blood flowing into it, and almost
reached Reggie's belly button.  Some clear, slippery fluid began oozing
from the hole at its tip.

   A few twitches indicated the pleasure it received in Christy's small
hand and woke her from her trance.  She remembered that she needed to make
him cum to avoid having intercourse with him.

   Reggie noticed the improvement in Christy's technique; the tempo of her
gentle tugs increased.  He realized what Christy was trying to do.  But
Reggie had incredible self-control and decided to let Christy relinquish
her dignity in her vain attempt.

   "Oh, yeah, that's it.  You like my big black cock, girl?"

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

   "Oh, I gonna cum real soon." But in truth he was no nearer to an orgasm.
Christy was merely getting his cock ready to fuck her like a fluffer in
porn.

   Christy's enthusiasm for the hand job she was giving Reggie grew to a
demeaning level.  An uninvolved party unfamiliar with her situation would
view it as eager consent on her part.

   Reggie watched the wedding band on Christy's finger sparkle as she
stroked him.  He reached around Christy's back and unfastened her bra.  It
began sliding from her tits.

   She caught her falling bra before it came completely off with her other
arm, "No, Reggie -- please, not today."

   Reggie growled like a mean animal, "Let it go, bitch.  I wanna see yours
tits or I gonna get real mad."

   Christy reluctantly put her arm down and allowed her bra to fall the
rest of the way off, revealing her light pink, quarter-sized areolae.  The
bruises on her tits were practically gone.

   Reggie put his lips to her nipple and began sucking and nibbling the
sensitive flesh, causing it to harden.

   Christy raised her head and stared at the ceiling, "Oh, God, no -- don't
make me do this again with you."

   After bringing her left nipple to attention, Reggie soothingly rolled it
between his fingers while moving his mouth to Christy's right one and
repeating the process.  Christy's young, pink nipples poked toward Reggie
as he twirled his fingers around them and took turns suckling on each as if
trying to nurse from them.

   From earlier encounters, Christy knew the more she cooperated with
Reggie, the less pain he caused her.  But she lost her enthusiasm tugging
on his penis, realizing the futility of her effort and the inevitability of
what came next.

   He subtly ushered her toward the bed.  Reggie had enough foreplay and he
wanted to be in Christy's soft, tight pussy again.

   Aware of where Reggie's guiding efforts were leading, Christy awkwardly
moved until she stumbled backward.  She lost her footing and with an
additional shove from Reggie she fell into the mattress.

   Right where a white woman belonged for a black man, Reggie grabbed
Christy's knees as they hung from the bed, and tried separating them.

   "You resisting again bitch?  You best let me open them."

   "I don't want to do this!"

   Reggie's fingers went to her nipples, tightened around them and twisted
slightly.

   "I guess you want to do this the hard way again."

   "No, please don't hurt me, Reggie." Christy inched her legs apart,
nearly avoiding her painful alternative.

   Returning to her knees, Reggie spread her legs as far as they went. 
"That's better, Christy.  It gonna be much easier for you if you stop
fighting me."

   With her legs apart, Reggie pulled Christy's bikini briefs to the side
and delved his tongue into her soft pink flesh.  Her sweet juices flowed
into his mouth.  He parted her labia with his thumbs and his tongue
wandered over her clit.  Over the past weeks Reggie discovered how
susceptible Christy became when he touched her here the right way.

   Christy sobbed, "Why won't you just leave us alone?  You made me have
sex with you Friday.  I don't like doing this with you."

   But her clit embarrassingly revealed something different to Reggie by
growing noticeably fuller and harder from his unwanted stimulation.

   "I'm going to tell the police and have you sent to jail."

   Reggie almost laughed at her threat.  Christy would have reported him
two weeks ago when he first raped her if she was ever going to do it.  Her
type was too good to admit ever being taken by a Nigger.

   "You're my bitch now and your pussy belongs to me too.  Do you
understand?  Lay down, keep those long sexy legs open and your mouth shut
unless you want it rough again."

   Christy whimpered as Reggie orally assaulted her.  She hated Reggie and
the way her body responded to him.  She looked down as Reggie yanked her
panties off.

   "What are you doing?" she stupidly asked between sniffs, as if she did
not know from prior experience with him.

   Reggie once again pushed her legs as far apart as they would go and then
positioned his cock at her luscious entrance.

   "I can't keep having sex with you.  You're too big for me and I'm not
taking birth control.  I don't want to get pregnant."

   Christy did not take birth control pills because of their side-effects,
and relied on Dave using condoms with her to avoid unwanted pregnancy.  She
never paid close attention to her ovulation cycle and her youthful periods
sometimes occurred sporadically.  She really did not know exactly when her
fertile period began.

   The bulbous head of Reggie's penis entered Christy's unprotected vagina
during her protests, "Please at least use one of my husband's condoms. 
They're in the dresser drawer."

   Reggie penetrated further, "Oh, no, honey.  I want to feel you and I
want you to feel my cock, not some piece of rubber."

   She wanted as little contact with him as possible, yet she was forced
into complete intimacy instead, "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 stuck up, white bitch.

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

   Christy responded in unison to Reggie's motions, "Ow!  Ah, ah, ah."

   Dave had been off during the weekend and it had been several days since
her last sexual encounter with Reggie.  It took a few moments for her tight
cunt to readapt to his size.

   He incrementally pushed more of himself into her and caused Christy to
cry out, "Ow, please stop.  You're too big.  Ow!  Oh, no more.  Oh, you're
hurting me!"

   Reggie stopped at two thirds his length.  But Christy's sobs continued
after Reggie's penis ceased advancing.  This was a new boundary established
with difficulty for her.

   Typical of most females, Christy's vagina was amazingly adaptable.  Her
initial discomfort eventually diminished and her pussy conformed to the
additional length.  Yet Christy failed to understand that the subsiding
pain meant her anatomy was changing for Reggie and that her body began
recognizing him as her new mate.

   Reggie felt her pussy contract around his cock.

   She clenched the sheets in her hands and gritted her teeth in angry
frustration.  Why was her body reacting this way again to such a hateful
act by such a disgusting beast?

   Reggie noticed her vaginal spasms becoming stronger and more frequent,
"Your pussy is starting to like big black cock, girl."

   What Reggie said could not be true, "No, I don't want this.  You're a
sick, disgusting, basta............"

   Before Christy could finish saying `bastard', Reggie accelerated his
thrusts and altered position.  His thick cock made better contact with her
g-spot and pulled her vaginal lips in and out with the direction of its
travel, effectively interrupting her objections and focusing all her
attention on her pussy.

   Christy angrily entered extremely intense orgasms, "Oh, oh, ooh, nah,
ah, please, ooh, stop, oh."

   Christy never experienced orgasms this strong before.

   ****************************

   Where did the day go?  Christy grew more complaisant the longer Reggie's
cock stayed inside her pussy, subdued by the unwanted pleasure he gave her.
She saw the clock on the nightstand as Reggie came in her for the fifth
time that day.

   "Reggie, we have to stop now.  Dave will be home soon."

   Reggie withdrew his shiny black dick from her sperm-flooded cunt.

   The many orgasms she unsuccessfully fought to avoid left Christy feeling
exhausted even though Reggie performed the work.  She hated him for what he
did -- for making her cum.

   She came so many times, she lost count.  She resented the way he forced
her body to respond in ways she did not want; but feared the orgasms meant
she enjoyed sex with this horrible black man and vicious criminal.

   There was no time to dwell on these disturbing thoughts.  Christy
changed the sheets and took a shower to eliminate evidence of what occurred
in her marital bed.

   With a wash cloth she attempted removing all the cum Reggie left in her.
There was so much of it.  It was part of him and she did not want him in
her body.

   She realized Reggie's cock went so deeply inside her that much of his
semen was beyond reach where it would live for days searching for a
possible egg to fertilize.

   Dave returned home fatigued after 12 hours of work in a hot warehouse.
He barely responded to Christy's hugs and kisses as she greeted him.

   "Hi, Honey - I'm dead tired.  What's for dinner?" He failed to notice
the anguish Christy wore on her face.

   Reggie held out a bottle of Michelob, "Hey, bro, how about a cold beer?"
Reggie took another one for himself and the two went into the living room
apparently the best of friends while Christy stayed in the kitchen
preparing supper.

   Dave and Reggie sat in the living room watching a football game on TV.
Christy heard them howl over a play and disliked them bonding.

   Reggie was like cancer in her marriage, separating her from Dave
physically and isolating her from him emotionally.  Why couldn't Dave see
it?  Reggie's charade sickened her -- pretending to be Dave's buddy while
taking her behind his back.

   Christy needed carrots.  When she opened the refrigerator she stared
contemptuously at the full stock of beer Reggie kept in it.  Dave rarely
drank before Reggie moved in with them.  But with Reggie's encouragement,
Dave became intoxicated every evening now.

   When the three sat down for dinner, Dave made an announcement, "I've got
some great news, baby.  I'm getting a $200 bonus plus earning more
overtime. They're sending me to the Armorillo warehouse for two weeks. 
They're short on help there."

   Christy's world was collapsing around her and she looked worriedly at
Dave, "You mean you won't be home for two weeks?  When do you have to go?"

   I have to pack some things tonight because I'm leaving tomorrow.  It's
kind of short notice, but I jumped at the opportunity to get some extra
money."

   Christy noticed Reggie -- who sat across from her -- grin as she tried
to maintain her composure.  She knew why he was smiling.  It was like the
two of them shared a sick inside joke that Dave was not part of.

   Dave could not leave her alone with Reggie for two entire weeks.  He had
not idea what that would mean -- what Reggie would do with her, "Oh, Dave,
I don't want you to go and leave me.  Can I come with you?"

   "I'm afraid not.  The company is making us share hotel rooms and their
insurance won't allow non-employees to travel in their vehicles."

   **********************************

   Reggie asked if he could ride with Dave and Christy into town.  He
claimed he needed to pick up a prescription at the pharmacy.  Of course
Dave had no issue with Reggie accompanying them, even though this would be
the last opportunity for Christy to be alone with her husband for two
weeks.

   Reggie's vices affected them like a contagious disease: first sex with
Christy, then drinking with Dave.  Christy saw it, yet Dave obliviously
believed Reggie was his friend.

   After dropping Dave off at work, 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 it."

   "Then why do you get so wet and cum for me so much?  Your pussy doesn't
lie, baby."

   Christy responded with silent tears, continuing to drive with Reggie's
hand messaging her pussy through her pants.  She thought about the previous
night and how she avoided making love with her husband again because of
what she had done with Reggie earlier that day.

   Reggie had sex with her almost every day that Dave went to work.  From
the time Dave left in the morning until his return in the evening, she was
fair game for Reggie's lust.

   Now Dave left her alone with Reggie for two weeks.  Dave would not be
home in the evenings nor on the weekends to save her from this horrible
criminal that lived with them.  She knew Reggie would take her again soon
and often with Dave away.

   Reggie got hard as he thought about working his cock into Christy and
pumping her tight cunt full of his cum.  He could not wait for them to get
home.  With Dave out of town they would be alone together for two weeks.

   Christy stopped her car in the driveway to drop Reggie off.  She planned
to leave, although she did not know exactly where she would go.

   But Reggie anticipated her intentions, "Pull into the garage."

   Christy became defiant, "No, Reggie, I'm not going in with you.  I'm
staying somewhere else."

   Surprised by Christy's sudden courage, Reggie could take the fight out
of her and any other stuck-up, white woman.  He began unbuttoning Christy's
pants there in the driveway.

   Christy tried to pull Reggie's hands away from her, "What the hell are
you doing?" How could he attempt such a thing outside where everyone could
see what he was doing?

   But Christy's small hands were no match for Reggie.  He quickly
unfastened her pants and slid his fingers inside her panties.

   "No, stop!" Christy shouted.

   He located her clit and pinched it.

   The jolt of pain coursing through her nerves was like a paralyzing
electrical shock that vanquished her bravery, "Ow!  You're hurting me.  I'm
sorry.  I'll be good."

   With his free hand Reggie calmly pushed the button on the remote and
opened the garage door, "Now, pull the car in, baby."

   She pulled in and the door closed behind them.

   "Give me the keys, Christy."

   Christy complied and Reggie's excruciating grasp on her clit became a
soothing stroke.  Her hands gripped the steering wheel.  She looked down in
disgust watching Reggie's fingers work inside her blue silk undies.

   Reggie had Christy's car keys -- her means of escape.  She tried to
figure a way to get them back, although she had no where to flee.  But it
became difficult to concentrate, her pussy getting receptive to his touch.
Reggie coaxed her undesired arousal.

   Christy squeezed her eyes shut to stop watching her molestation, but the
sound of Reggie's fingers splashing in her silky secretions was just as
disturbing as the images from her open eyes, "Oh, Reggie, please don't."

   Christy felt messy down there and embarrassed by her body's reaction,
which seemed to contradict her feelings of repulsion.

   "You see how much nicer it is when you obey me?"

   Christy bit her lower lip and refused to give Reggie the satisfaction of
a response, her small, white fingers clasping Reggie's wrist in a futile
attempt to pull his hand out of her panties.

   Her soaked pussy readied to be fucked, still Reggie worked her intimate
folds, enjoying the conflicting expressions of disdain and pleasure in her
face.

   The conflict in Christy's face told Reggie she was wearing down and
surrendering to him.  This scenario had played out for him before with
other women.

   After Reggie caused Christy's beautiful face to contort with discordance
between her emotions and the physical pleasure he forced her to experience,
he finally withdrew his wet fingers from her and licked her tasty juices
from them.

   It revolted Christy to watch Reggie lick her nectar off of his fingers
the way he did, relishing her taste.  But at least he stopped fondling her.
The welcome break allowed her to regain some control of her body, although
he left her with an uncomfortable feeling from her engorged clitoris.

   She regained her composure and the tension in Christy's face dissipated.

   "You ready to go inside the house with me and get some loving from my
big black cock?"

   Christy tried to think of ways out of her wretched situation.  Maybe she
could run to her room and call the police?  But how could she avoid
explaining all the embarrassing details of the past two weeks?  Who would
believe Reggie raped her so many times, yet she did not report his crime,
tell her husband or seek any kind of help until now?

   Dave would not want her anymore after learning the sordid details of
what Reggie did with her almost every day.  Reggie would brag that he made
her cum multiple times and the sex was consensual.

   And most importantly, what if the police could not protect them from
Reggie's `home boys'?  Reggie made it perfectly clear that if anyone found
out about him, he would not only have her and Dave killed, but also
everyone else in their family.

   One thing became apparent to Christy: the longer this relationship
continued, the harder it became for her to stop it.  She had to act soon.
Although it sickened her to answer his question affirmatively, she slowly
nodded her head for Reggie, exited the car, and re-buttoned her pants.

   Reggie could hardly wait to sink his thick black cock inside her wet
cunt again as he watched her tight ass walk in front of him toward the
door. He loved forcing white girls, especially married ones, to orgasm for
him.  Physically, it was the ultimate betrayal to the spouse who was also
white.

   Christy reached the door to the house and waited for Reggie to unlock it
with her keys that he took.  Reggie came up behind Christy and fiddled to
open the door.  Even through their clothing she felt his huge cock push
against the top of her butt.  His penis seemed too large to be human and
she did not want it inside her again.

   When Reggie opened the door, Christy bolted from him.  She knew all too
well where his monstrous penis would soon be again if she did not get away.

   Christy's flight caught Reggie off guard and it took him a moment to
react.

   She reached her bedroom and slammed the door shut with him close behind.

   A second more might have been enough to set the lock, giving her time to
call 911.  But Reggie already turned the knob.  Christy's feet slid along
the hardwood floor as she attempted holding the door closed with all the
weight of her petite body against it.

   "Don't touch me you disgusting pig!"

   Reggie wrestled her into bed.  Christy knew how sensitive his large
balls were through the many caresses he had forced her to give them.  She
had held his heavy, sperm filled gonads in her hands numerous times while
giving him oral sex.  As she lay on her back, she tried to kick him in the
testicles to prevent him from climbing on top of her.

   But he Averted Christy's foot, and angrily punched her in the gut like
the first time he had raped her.  Again the blow incapacitated her and she
gasped for air.

   While Christy heaved for air, Reggie savagely undressed her.  He tossed
her sandals from her soft feet and unbuttoned her khakis.

   Her hands unsuccessfully clutched the waistband of her pants.

   Reggie roughly jerked her pants down as they slipped from her hands.

   He ripped her shirt completely off in one swift movement, leaving her
scantily clad in her blue silk bra and bikini panties.

   Dave missed seeing his incredibly sexy wife again, Reggie thought.  He
was as gullible as white boys came, and had no clue that while he slaved to
earn a couple of bucks each day, his beautiful, little wife was home
getting tapped by the black thug he let move in with them.

   Reggie removed Christy's bra and kneaded her perky tits before his hand
glided down the light skin of her smooth, firm tummy and slid inside her
panties.

   Christy bawled, "Please...  no, not again."

   Reggie's fingers delicately stroked her swollen clitoris -- that he
would soon relieve for her -- while he delighted in his good fortune.  Dave
seemed nice enough for a white guy, although not too bright, Reggie
thought. Only a fool with a wife like Christy would allow a stranger to
move into his home without doing a diligent background check.

   Dave practically invited Reggie to ravish Christy's perfect little body,
Reggie reasoned.  He deserved having his wife molested and taken by a
nigger for being stupid.

   Christy's vagina became wet again and the embarrassing sounds of his
fingers dancing in her dampness returned.  He spoke soothingly while
fingering Christy's clit to help quell her angst.

   "I told you before that things would be easier if you do what I say and
stop resisting.  We can do this the hard way if you want.  It's up to you."

   Christy stopped gasping for air catching most of her breath, "I know
Reggie...  I'm sorry...  I'll be good now...  don't hurt me anymore."

   Reggie smiled at his victory.  Christy could not fight it.  She tried
being a tiger, but he made her purr like a pussycat.

   With his hand still inside her panties, Reggie observed Christy become
tense, her eyes squeeze shut, and her mouth gape open as his fingers
finessed her engorged clitty.

   She was cumming.

   He loved watching Christy helplessly lay there having an orgasm she did
not want, betraying her husband again.

   "Please...  no...  stop," Christy mewled.  She did not want it to feel
good and futilely fought not to orgasm.

   "That's it, baby, keep cumming for me," Reggie whispered in Christy's
ear as he continued masturbating her.  He played with her like a toy,
amusing himself with her reflexes that caused her to climax.  He
manipulated Christy like a puppet, Reggie the puppet master mercilessly
pulling her strings.

   Reggie took his time masturbating Christy and enjoyed her subtleties. 
Her beautifully manicured fingers that clasped around his wrist were unable
to pull his hand out of her panties.  Her pull on his wrist lessened, her
eyes glazed over and her mouth opened as if trying to find words for
something beyond expression when she came.  Why let her miss out on so much
pleasure when he easily made her have more orgasms?  Dave would not be back
for two weeks.  The situation was perfect.

   She had recovered from her intense orgasm and looked at Reggie with her
beautiful blue eyes, "Okay, you made me cum, now please stop.  I'm married
and this is wrong." She pulled on his wrist.  There had to be some spark of
compassion somewhere inside him, she thought.

   He would not stop and Christy felt another embarrassing orgasm near,
"Oh, no, please...  don't, no."

   Reggie watched her eyes become dreamy and her tension grow.  She
released his wrist and allowed his fingers to work unhindered again
paralyzed by another pleasure wave.

   Reggie took the opportunity to pull down her briefs.

   Christy was in the midst of an intense orgasm when Reggie removed his
hand from her pussy and undressed, his fantastically large cock pointing
out from his muscular body almost like an anime character.

   Reggie pulled Christy to the edge of the bed.  He grabbed her knees and
spread her legs to better access her delicate flower between them.  Gently,
he separated her soft pink pedals for his entry.

   He had made her so responsive that she hardly protested his invasive
actions.

   Before Christy regained her senses to resist, Reggie positioned himself
at her saturated entrance, messaging her sensitive clitoris with the head
of his cock.

   Christy feared getting pregnant; but more importantly, she would take
anything that lessened intimacy with this horrible man.  Even a thin latex
barrier prevented complete contact of their genitals and was better than
nothing, she thought, "Can you wear a condom for me this time?  Dave has
rubbers you can use."

   Reggie never used condoms.  But he knew there was no way in hell Dave's
rubbers could fit him anyway.  "Since you're being cooperative and asking
nicely, I'll wear a rubber this time, but only if you put it on me."

   Christy fumbled to open the packet.  While she saw Dave put on condoms,
she had never put one on a man's penis before.

   Reggie moved up and straddled her chest, his thick, brown meat almost
reaching Christy's cute little nose.  Christy nervously tried to get the
elastic membrane to cover Reggie's cock.  But the rubbers which easily fit
her husband didn't come close to Reggie's size.

   Each time Reggie forced Christy to touch and hold his cock, she
appreciated it a little more it seemed.  She could not help noticing how
thick, firm and warm it felt in her hands.  It was so hard, yet the skin
felt soft and smooth to touch.  Large veins looked like they might burst
through its dark shaft.  Was this once revolting appendage Reggie had put
in her so many times becoming appealing to her?

   "I'm sorry, baby, I didn't think they would fit me.  I ain't found a
rubber that's my size yet."

   It had to fit, she thought.

   Reggie watched the sparkles fly from Christy's wedding and engagement
rings as her dainty white fingers frantically gripped his humongous brown
dick, "I can't wait much longer, Baby."

   "Please, Reggie -- I almost have it."

   Christy reluctantly let go of his penis as he removed it from her grasp;
and she panicked as he retuned to her pussy.

   Reggie parted her labia and placed the head of his dick at her opening.

   Christy dropped the unused rubber somewhere on the floor as Reggie eased
into her.

   His incredible organ slithered past its previous depths inside her,
"Ow...  please, oh...  no...you're too big!  It's too deep!  Oh!"

   With her husband gone for the next two weeks, this was the opportunity
Reggie had wanted to really break in Christy.  He carefully pushed
additional cock in her, "Hush, it gonna be okay.  You gonna take a little
more of me today, baby."

   Christy's faces of discomfort entertained Reggie.  He watched her twist
the sheets in her fists.  He made contact with places inside her no cock
had been before.

   "Ow, it hurts, it hurts, Reggie.  Please, oh -- no more."

   "Just a little more for me Baby.  We almost there."

   Her vaginal muscles adjusted and Christy's pain abated.  She wished
Reggie would cum quickly and be done with her.  But she was already
familiar with Reggie's rare ability, which Dave lacked, of controlling his
orgasms.

   Reggie could go hours without cumming when he wanted.  His golf-ball
sized testicles produced so much sperm that his cock was like a gusher when
he finally popped his batch of cum for her.  After a very short recovery he
was ready to go again.  If only Dave had listened to her and not let this
sex monster move into their home, Christy thought.

   Reggie astutely read Christy's emotions.  The arrogant, white bitch
still disliked having sex with him, although not as much as when he first
began raping her.  She was get used to a black man and not using condoms
the more he forced himself on her.

   Christy tried ignoring the sensations from his cock, questioning to
herself why Dave went to Amorillo and left her alone with Reggie.  How
could he be so stupid and allow this strange, black man into their home? 
It was Dave's fault this was happening to her and another man's penis was
in her pussy.

   She was becoming more susceptible to Reggie's technique.

   "Oh, Reggie, I can't...  no," Christy murmured.

   Reggie smiled as Christy's body tensed and her pussy pulsated.

   He could tell she grew tired of fighting because she climaxed sooner for
him now than the first few times he started fucking her.

   "That's-a-girl.  Don't fight it anymore.  Let go and cum for me."

   Christy gave in to her body.  She allowed her anger and shame to be
washed away in ecstasy.

   "I'm gonna cum soon, baby."

   Christy looked into Reggie's eyes, "Please take it out for me; don't cum
in me this time."

   He surprised her.  Christy felt Reggie's thick long cock pulling out of
her.  She raised herself up on her elbows and watched his penis shoot
white, gooey jism all over her body.

   She never saw a penis ejaculate so much and so violently.  It fired
potent, baby making fluid at her in rapid succession like a semi-automatic
pistol, raining semen on her face, tits and in her belly button.

   Reggie wiped his cock along Christy's engorged clitoris, causing her to
make involuntary coital movements.

   Christy feared how dangerously close his penis was to entering her again
with residual cum still oozing from it.  She did not want to increase her
risk of getting pregnant any more than she had to, "No, don't put it
there."

   Reggie ignored her and ran the head of his cock along her pink folds,
leaving a trail of semen all over Christy's pussy, aware of how aroused and
responsive she remained.

   He rubbed his cum into Christy's smooth white skin.  He scooped a puddle
of his jism out of her belly button and spread it all along her tummy.  He
proceeded up to her tits and used the slippery spunk on her erect nipples.
He collected the last of it on her face and made her lick it all from his
fingers.

   Christy's hate of Reggie began to abate somewhat.  He withdrew from her
this time like she had asked, and it became more difficult for her to deny
how aroused he made her.

   *********************************

   Evening had arrived and they entered the shower together; Christy
glancing at Reggie's enormous penis periodically.  It remained flaccid and
the break from sex allowed her thoughts to clear.

   Christy recalled how the fornication started today with Reggie fondling
her during the drive home that morning -- after Dave left on his two week
trip with work.  It all seemed like a bad wet dream -- all the sex and
orgasms Reggie made her have throughout the day.

   In the shower Reggie observed streams of water flow down Christy's fair
skin.  He took the wash cloth and began bathing her.  His attentions went
from her soft cunt to her cute little ass and perky breasts.

   In the confines of the shower, Reggie's huge cock touched Christy
numerous times.  Fortunately, his penis remained dormant despite the
contact it made with her and she avoided more intercourse with him. 
Flaccid it seemed to hang almost halfway down his knee.

   Reggie toweled Christy dry.  They both stood naked facing each other
when her phone rang and she answered it, "Hi, Dave, how was your trip to
Amorillo."

   ********************************

   Reggie held out a pink thong and matching bra he found in Christy's
dresser.  They were undergarments from Victoria's Secret she only wore for
Dave on special occasions, "Put these on for me."

   She had no choice.  After slipping on the sexy undergarments, she went
to her closet.

   "What you going in there for?"

   "I need to put something else on."

   "You not wearing anything else, baby.  You got enough on.  You can sleep
in those or nothing at all tonight."

   Exhausted from a day of sex, Christy went to bed in the risqué
undergarments Reggie selected.  The nightly visions of Reggie's cock in her
pussy haunted Christy briefly before she entered a deep slumber.  But the
same dreams returned late morning when Christy's journey into forgetful
nothingness ended and she entered lighter sleep.

   Sometime in the middle of the night, he must have crawled into bed with
her.  Christy awoke in Reggie's embrace, his hand on her breast.  She could
feel his enormous erection against her hip.  She could not tell for certain
if they had more unprotected sex during the night, but her panties were
still on and she would have woken if they did, she thought.

   She had slept for over 12 hours.  Christy carefully tried to ease away
from Reggie's hold without waking him.

   His right hand left her breast and slid down Christy's smooth, firm
tummy.

   Christy dreaded where Reggie's hand seemed to be going, but it stopped
at the waistband of her thong.

   He resumed lightly sleeping.

   Christy remained still.  She wanted to sneak out of bed, find the car
keys and get away from him.  But she still did not know where she would go.


   She had allowed things to go too far for too long with Reggie.  Her sex
with him now bordered on consensual.  She was in bed with him and wearing a
thong for Christ's sake, she thought.  How did she let this happen?

   Christy felt trapped.  She loved Dave and did not want to be taken by
Reggie anymore.  What if she became pregnant?  She was unsure of her cycle,
and did not recall exactly when she started her last period.

   She tried slowly rolling on her side without waking Reggie.  But, his
hand held firm and would not let her move.

   He was awake.  His hand went in Christy's thong where she feared it
would go.

   "I can't keep doing this with you, Reggie.  I might get pregnant.  Don't
make me have sex again." Her fingers wrapped around his wrist trying to
stop him.

   Reggie's morning erection begged him for relief, "Don't worry, baby. 
I'll take it out before I cum, like I did for you yesterday." His fingers
explored her folds and located her clitoris.

   "Please, Reggie, no," Christy sobbed.

   Reggie knew her tears would pass.  The little, white slut was already
wet for him.  Her clit loved to be stroked and it would soon bring her
around.

   He masturbated Christy until her cries became faint moans.  He moved the
thin silk strip of her thong aside, carefully stretched her glistening
labia open and placed the head of his cock to her moist pink opening.

   "Please, Reggie, no."

   "I can't help it, baby.  My erections hurt in the morning and I need you
to help me relieve this one.  I promise I'll take it out before I cum."

   Frequent intercourse with Reggie over the past weeks allowed him to
snugly slide into her with little discomfort for Christy now, "Ooh, ooh,
ah."

   Christy wished Dave's condoms had fit Reggie.  Still somewhat uneasy
about their genitals having direct contact with each other, Christy began
getting accustomed to the enhanced sensations of his uncovered penis inside
her.  She did not want it to feel so much better without condoms, but it
did.

   Reggie waited for Christy to become more aroused and then he put the
rest of his penis in her.

   "Oh, no, Reggie," Christy said.  She pushed against his chest.  She was
cumming already.  His big unsheathed cock felt so good inside her.  It
rubbed all the right areas in her so perfectly.

   Christy's mouth hung agape and her fingers dug into Reggie's muscular
chest as she slipped into euphoria.

   "Ooh, ooh, ooh," she moaned each time his cock proceeded to completely
fill her.

   Reggie enjoyed the wonderful sensation of burying his cock all the way
in her.

   Christy lay beneath Reggie's large frame instinctively responding to the
presence of his penis.  Her pussy contracted rhythmically, as if trying to
encourage every drop of semen from him.  She became a little more
complaisant and responsive for Reggie each time he fucked her until now she
was practically his.

   Dave allowed Reggie to move in with them and do this to her.  Reggie
promised to take his cock out of her pussy before he came, Christy
rationalized to herself as her excitement built.  She began to orgasm again
and Reggie stuck his tongue in her mouth.  They were kissing while she was
cumming for him.

   After a moment of indulgence Christy turned her face away as if
awakening from a trance and realizing what she was doing, "No, Regge."

   Reggie grabbed her chin and forced his tongue back in her mouth.

   She arched her back, then her arms softly embraced him, "Mm-mph, mmmm."

   Christy had surrendered to the kiss and accepted the intimacy with him.
She was in midst of orgasm and their genitals already shared fluids so what
difference did a kiss make?

   "I'm gonna cum.  Do you want to swallow it, baby?"

   It would be better to swallow his cum than have him cum in her pussy
again and risk an unwanted pregnancy, "Okay, Reggie.  Let me suck your
cock."

   Reggie extracted his long, wet cock from her.

   Christy got on her knees and placed her lips around the head of his
penis.  It began squirting rich cream.  She swallowed and it refilled her
mouth several more times.

   She ran her tongue up and down Reggie's shaft the way he taught her
during the many instances when he made her give him oral sex.  With one
hand holding his rod, her other reached down and gently fondled his big,
heavy testicles.  Her tongue returned to the head of his cock and licked up
the residual cum still oozing from it.

   Alone on the bed as Reggie showered, Christy wondered how much longer
this might continue.  Would Reggie ever leave them alone?  She could not
run away, she could not tell her husband or the police and could not get
Reggie to stop.

   She saw the open rubber she had dropped yesterday still on the floor. 
Dave might notice it missing when he returned.  She needed to replace it
and find a larger size for Reggie to use with her.  Unprotected sex with
him was like playing Russian Roulette with a fully loaded gun.

   Still without her keys, Christy accompanied Reggie into town.

   "What do you need at the store?" he asked.

   Christy hesitantly explained, "I need to replace Dave's condom we tried
to use yesterday or he might find out about us."

   Christy's answer brought a smile to Reggie as he drove her car.  She was
beginning to accept having sex with him, he thought.  "I know just where to
go, baby."

   Reggie took Christy to a pharmacy in the hood.  Once near their
destination, he parked Christy's car on the side of the street a couple of
blocks from the drug store.  The two walked the rest of the way.

   Christy did not like this part of town.  Black faces everywhere stared
at her as they walked.  A few people recognized Reggie even though he wore
sunglasses and a hat.  They greeted him enthusiastically as if he were some
kind of neighborhood hero.

   Once inside the pharmacy, Reggie led Christy to the contraceptives.

   She located Dave's brand of condoms and then searched for ones large
enough to fit Reggie.  Christy found herself in a dilemma.  Purchasing
condoms for Reggie seemed like she was consenting to having sex with him.
But if she did not purchase the rubbers and Reggie continued taking her,
she could get pregnant.

   She pulled Dave's brand of condoms from the shelf and the largest ones
she could find for Reggie.

   "The smallest and largest rubbers we sell," the elderly black pharmacist
commented under his breath.  He rang up Christy's purchases and handed her
back the black box of Magnum XXXL condoms.  Noticing the wedding band on
her finger and Reggie standing with a smile right behind her he chuckled,
"I bet I know who those are for."

   *****************************************

   They did not have sex since morning; her longest abstinence from Reggie
since Dave went to Amorillo.  Perhaps Reggie finally tired of her, Christy
hoped, and would not find his way into her bed this evening.

   After a few hours, the amnesia of deep sleep faded and erotic images of
Reggie's huge cock occupied Christy's slumber.  She thought she was having
a recurring wet dream, but awoke with Reggie beside her and his hand inside
her panties working her clitoris.

   While unconscious Reggie had brought her close to an orgasm.  She was
wet and aroused.

   "Reggie, I can't keep doing this with you." But she raised her hips
betraying herself.

   Reggie slid her silk panties down her legs.  Her bra followed, lost
somewhere in the bed as she lay completely naked for him.  At least she was
ready for what awaited.  She handed one of the XXXL Magnum condoms to him.

   "What the hell is this for?"

   "For me, please use it," Christy asked.

   Reggie took the condom from her and tossed it across the room, "Sorry,
baby, I'm not using that.  Yesterday was a one shot deal and Dave's rubber
didn't fit me.  It feels a lot better this way.  I want to feel you and you
gonna feel me whether you want to or not."

   She felt all of him keenly.  Reggie inserted his uncovered penis in her
as he had done so many times before, male and female organs from two
different races intermingling and their fluids mixing together.

   Part of Christy was glad Reggie refused to use the condom.  She started
liking sex with him and he was right -- it felt much better without them.
Her body began to crave the intimacy that not using a condom provided, even
if another part of her knew better.

   "I'm married.  We need to stop.  What if I get pregnant?"

   Reggie ignored her briefly and continued thrusting his massive black
phallus into her slippery pink opening before reassuring her, "I promise
you won't get pregnant, baby.  Don't worry about it.  I'll take care of
you."

   "Oh," Christy exclaimed, now thoroughly familiar with Reggie's huge
unprotected cock creating delightful sensations far too intense to refuse.
She was married to Dave, but his smaller penis just did not have the
ability to pleasure her like this.  She did not know how or why she
acquired a desire for Reggie's large size.

   Moonlight poured in through the window and Reggie watched Christy writhe
beneath him on his black pole of pleasure.  Her willpower proved only a
limited commodity of which she had little remaining, choosing instead to
surrender to her female instincts.

   "Oh, oh stop.  Please, I can't...  oh," she moaned over again.

   But she could and she did, Reggie kept making sure of it.  He knew she
really liked to cum.  He put his mouth over her lips and his long tongue
found its way down her throat, silencing her insincere protests.

   Christy made muffled cries of erotic passion into his mouth as her soft
hands, that briefly pushed against his brown muscular pecs, slid around his
back and embraced him, "Mmmm."

   She unconsciously locked her legs around Reggie's ass.

   Reggie wondered what Dave might think if he saw how his beautiful wife
was now rutting with a big Nigger cock; if Dave knew how Reggie seduced his
wife -- by spoiling her pussy with repeated force-feedings of grade "A"
negro dick until she hungered for it.

   Reggie felt Christy's silky pussy throbbing around his black baby maker.
Her hips twisted and turned, rose and fell in reply to his thrusts as their
bodies communicated physical pleasure to each other.  She wasn't too good
for Niggers anymore, Reggie thought.

   Reggie finally removed his tongue from her mouth, "I gonna cum soon,
baby.  You want to suck on it again?"

   Christy lost control and could not stop grinding her pussy into Reggie's
cock, "Oh...  ah...  nah," she nonsensically heaved.

   Reggie ejaculated copiously inside her.

   Her pussy milked his cock as if every bit of sperm from him was
precious.

   She no longer cared that Reggie filled her with his cum.  The more they
fucked the better Reggie's cock felt.  She could not resist him anymore. 
She wanted him to stay inside her forever.

   In the bright moonlight, extremely wet and messy from lovemaking,
Christy observed how beautifully their two bodies contrasted: Reggie's
hard, muscles, her toned yet gentle curves; his dark complexion, her fair
skin.  They complemented each other perfectly, it seemed.

   Dave did not have to ever know about Reggie, Christy thought.  Reggie
could have her when Dave was gone.  Exhausted from wild sex and now secure
in Reggie's embrace, she drifted back to sleep having made a transition
from rape victim to consenting adulterous partner without even realizing
it.

   ******************************

   The early morning sun filled the bedroom, causing Christy to wake up.

   Her pussy felt all crusty from Reggie's dried spunk.  How could she keep
doing this with him, she wondered.  She had allowed herself to become his
plaything.

   Christy turned her head to find Reggie lying beside her, staring at her
with his eyes wide open.

   His hand glided down her tummy and between her legs, "My cock is hard
and aches real bad."

   Christy could not believe Reggie's sex drive.  How could he possibly be
horny after so much sex just a few hours ago?

   Her Grandpa used to call black men jungle bunnies.  She always thought
it a racist term.  But she never had sexual relations with a black man
before Reggie.  Perhaps it was an accurate description of black men if all
of them were this potent and fucked like rabbits.

   Like Pavlov's dog, Christy became wet just from Reggie's suggestion.

   "I shouldn't have sex with you."

   Reggie rolled on his back and pulled her onto him.  "Get on top and put
my cock in your pussy like a good girl."

   Christy knew she really did not have a choice.  Her petite body
slithered on to Reggie's muscular frame.

   "Now put my cock in your pussy."

   Christy reached down and fed his shaft into her slit, slowly impaling
herself, "Tell me when you're going to cum, okay Reggie?"

   Once Christy took him fully inside her, he firmly grabbed her hips with
his large hands and guided her pelvic movements until Christy instinctively
took over.  She leaned forward against Reggie's hard body and her erect
nipples poked into his chest.

   Christy mounted him for her first time.  "That's a good girl," Reggie
encouraged.

   Reggie looked in the mirror hanging on her bedroom wall across the room
and observed the beautiful curves of Christy's smooth, firm, buttocks.  He
watched her perfectly shaped, white ass hump his slick, brown rod.  He
could see the pink membranes of her labia clinging to his cock when her
pussy rose, only to disappear when it slid down his shaft again.

   The entire situation seemed surreal 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 with an insanely large
penis.

   "Oh my God, oh," Christy moaned as her eyes rolled in their sockets. 
Her orgasms approached quickly.

   The phone rang, jerking Christy back to reality.  It must be Dave
calling before work, she thought.  She started to lift herself off Reggie;
but, the black stud placed his hands firmly around her hips and forced her
back down.

   "Don't get off my cock until we finished.  Keep fucking that big black
cock," Reggie said reaching for her phone.  He answered with Christy
sliding up and down his cock at a slower pace.

   Christy hoped it was not Dave calling.

   "Hi Dave, how are you?" Reggie said.

   Christy's heart pounded 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, unwittingly chatting on the phone with
Reggie while Reggie was doing this with her.

   "Fine.  You see that Lakers game there?" Me neither, buddy.  I've been
busy here with school, doing a lot of studying for final exams.  Yea, she
right here.  Hold on."

   Reggie handed Christy her phone.

   Christy looked mortified.  How could she speak with her husband while
she fucked Reggie?

   She had no choice but to talk to Dave.

   "Hi Baby, how are you?  Oh I'm fine too."

   As her conversation with Dave continued, Christy stopped moving her hips
until Reggie grabbed her firm ass with both hands and forced her to resume
riding on his penis.

   Christy listened to her husband, Dave, speak on the phone while she
slowly fucked Reggie.

   Reggie parted her ass cheeks and pressed his index finger into her anus.
She did not want Dave to hear them, so she silently allowed Reggie to
proceed.  If Dave only knew the type of studying Reggie was doing with her,
he would have felt differently about his supposed friend.

   "Relax, baby," Reggie whispered in Christy's ear as he pushed his finger
deeper inside her tight pink asshole.

   "I'm glad Reggie's there.  I'm sure he will help you with things if you
need him," Dave told her.

   Dave held no idea what kind of things Reggie had already been helping
her do with him behind Dave's back.

   Reggie's finger went all the way up Christy's anus, with the rest of his
hand firmly grasping the crack between her two cheeks.  She had never felt
anything like having a cock in her pussy and a finger working her asshole
at the same time.  In fact she never experienced anal sex before and didn't
know it felt so erogenous.

   Eager to get off the phone before one of them lost control moaning or
saying something that would raise Dave's suspicions, Christy pretended to
have a bad signal, "What's that honey?  Hello?  Dave?  Can you hear me?  If
you can hear me I love you and I'll call you back later.  Good bye."

   Christy disconnected Dave's call then turned off her phone so he could
not call her back.  The phone slipped from her hand on to the floor next to
the bed.  She French-kissed Reggie as her hands ran up his body, across his
burly chest and around his neck.  She loved Dave but was falling in love
with Reggie too.

   *************************************

   Dave reclined in his comfortable living room chair, sipping another beer
and watching the Cowboys play against the Dolphins with Reggie.  "It's good
to be back.  I missed watching the games while I was in Amarillo."

   Sharing their home with Reggie turned out to be a pretty good idea that
allowed them to keep their house, Dave thought.  Reggie was a great
roommate.

   Before the recession Dave had a much better paying profession as a real
estate agent and did not work nearly as hard for a lot more money.  But he
did what was needed to support Christy, even if that meant taking a drastic
cut in pay and working in a warehouse.

   Dave did not pay attention to how much friendlier his wife became with
Reggie.  Christy sat closer to Reggie on the couch when watching
television, and occasionally Reggie patted her ass when Dave was not
looking without any objection from her.

   Dave knew his wife very well.  With her conservative upbringing, Christy
would never cheat, especially with a black man.

   Christy wore a red, silk bikini brief to bed that evening.

   Dave lay beside her, gently rubbing Christy's shoulders.  Over the past
two weeks he missed having sex with her.  Christy worried that Dave might
notice a difference in her vagina caused by Reggie.

   Dave put on a condom and began fucking Christy with what now felt like a
little boy's penis to her.  She recognized how deficient Dave was in size,
having been with a man so much larger and more virile than her husband. 
There was no question that Reggie had spoiled her pussy with his gigantic
black cock.

   Penis size was important regardless of what some experts claimed.  At
least it had become so to her, and Dave simply did not have it.  Christy
had acquired a penchant for big black cock because of Reggie.

   Reggie had fucked her with his humongous brown cock so many times and
without a condom that he caused the extra intimacy to become a habit for
her.  She missed the sensation of his large, unsheathed dick and became
frustrated.

   She faked an orgasm with Dave to conceal her disappointment and finally
welcomed his premature ejaculation, "Oh, Baby, you feel so good inside me.
You made me cum."

   Her vagina felt a little different to Dave, but it had been a while
since they made love and perhaps his memory was off.

   ***************************************

   Reggie phoned one of his lieutenants with an order, "Hi Byron, how are
sales going?"

   It was a rhetorical question.  Demand for illegal drugs was always good
and sales were always up, unless there was a bust.  But that would have
been in the news.

   "The reason I'm calling is because I need you to get me more of them
Sleeping Beauties.  I've only got a few left, okay?"

   Reggie had earned his status as a captain in the drug trade by never
using the garbage he dealt.  He had other plans for the pharmaceutical
grade compound used medically for anesthesia and on the street, mixed with
heroin and a few other naughty substances, as a date rape drug.

   After speaking with Byron and placing his order, Reggie grabbed another
beer from the refrigerator and left the kitchen to return to the living
room.

   Dave sat on his recliner, Christy by herself on the sofa.  She briefly
noticed how the bottles Reggie held matched his complexion.

   Reggie smiled handing Dave a bottle of Michelob that he had already
opened for him in the kitchen, condensation dripping down the cold glass
like beads of sweat, "Here you go, bro.  Drink up,"

   After bumping bottles together with Reggie in a toast, Dave guzzled his
third brew.

   A little while later, Dave dozed off.  The dim glow from the television
provided the only light in the room.

   Christy fell asleep as well.  Her head rested on Reggie's shoulder. 
Reggie's hand rubbed her inner thigh and then stealthily moved to her
crotch.  He proceeded unbuttoning her pants.  His hand slid inside her
panties.

   "Oh, no, oh, stop," Christy quietly murmured.  She was having a familiar
dream about Reggie as he masturbated her.  She awoke, grabbed his wrist and
tried prying his hand out of her pants.

   "No, Reggie.  Stop.  Dave will wake up."

   Christy realized if Dave woke, he would fight with Reggie.  Reggie would
kick Dave's ass badly and that would not be good.

   "He ain't waking up tonight, so don't you worry about him, baby.  I've
taken care of that."

   Christy was not sure exactly what Reggie meant, but he pulled her onto
his lap as if Dave was not there.

   Reggie's fingers moved faster inside Christy's pants and he watched her
face contort from an orgasm.  "No, please stop," Christy quietly mewled
when Reggie pulled down her jeans and panties.

   Her wet sounds filled the room.  They faced Dave with her legs spread
open as she straddled Reggie's lap.

   Reggie flashed Dave the pink insides of his wife's glistening pussy by
gingerly separating her labia with his black fingers.  Dave, however,
peacefully slept ignorant of all that was occurring in front of him.

   Christy twisted with discomfort, but Reggie's arm around her thin waist
held her in his lap.  Her fidgeting subsided with her next orgasm.  Reggie
removed Christy's shirt and bra and his hand slid to her cute breasts,
tweaking her nipples.  His other hand continued working her quivering
pussy.

   Christy quietly struggled to stop Reggie, fearful of Dave waking and
seeing them.

   Reggie pulled down his gym shorts and slowly placed his enormous, brown
cock inside Christy's tight, pink cunt.  Dave's small wife writhed on the
huge pole that was Reggie's penis, Reggie's fingers messaging her engorged
clit.

   His black rod travelled in and out of Christy's pink folds.  The way his
entire cock actually fit inside her petite body seemed to defy physics. 
Dave still peacefully slept while his gorgeous, model-perfect wife got
fucked by a Nigger in front of him.

   She silently squirmed in Reggie's lap that evening having orgasms and
trying to stop before Dave awoke.  But Dave remained in slumber the
duration.

   Reggie took his time.  He grabbed Christy's chin, turned her face and
they French-kissed.

   "Mmmm, mmmm," Christy moaned while his tongue explored her mouth. 
Christy's hips began moving with as much determination as his, euphoria
bonding them together.  She wanted him to cum in her.  She didn't care
anymore if Dave saw them.  She loved fucking Reggie's cock.

   Reggie came in her pussy.  His semen filled Christy and having no place
else to go, flowed down his shaft.

   Christy's throbbing cunt milked every last squirt of cum from him.

   It was the wee hour of the morning when Christy left Reggie's lap.  She
spoke softly into his ear, "Come to bed with me."

   Reggie gladly followed and the two went to bed, leaving Dave alone to
sleep.

   *************

   Weeks passed.  Dave became a very sound sleeper.

   Christy looked into Reggie's dark brown eyes as he prepared to enter
her, "Are you sure Dave won't wake up tonight?"

   He sunk his cock into her tight pink pussy, "We won't have to worry
about him this evening, baby."

   It seemed like they never worried about Dave anymore.

   The sound of lovemaking -- the rhythmic squeak of bedsprings, the grunts
and groans of two souls lost in passion -- grew louder.  They left the
bedroom door ajar as if no one else were in the house, their two shadowy
figures moving in unison as moonlight flooded in through the window.

   Reggie's time to be with her had arrived.  He recalled how his shrewd
decision to quickly seize opportunity and take advantage of a young couple
lacking sense paid off.  Christy was well worth his investment and he
received a nice place to live as a bonus.

   "Oh, ooh, yes, I want your cock in my pussy.  Ooh, I love you, Reggie."

   "Oh, yeah, I love you too, baby."

   Christy's dark blue eyes stared into Reggie's dark brown ones as they
fucked.  The frequent intercourse he once forced her to have with him
gradually seduced her completely, the days of him coercing her becoming
distant memory.

   "Oh, yes, your big black cock feels so good in me.  Oh, I'm cumming for
you, Reggie.  Cum in me.  I want your baby."

   The End

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