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Kelly Woods needed this job desperately. Her husband, Todd, became
another victim of the worst economy since the Great Depression. With only
her income now, the newly married couple barely made their rent and car
payments. If she lost her job too, eviction from their apartment and
repossession of their car threatened to leave them destitute. Fortunately,
John Simpson, the owner of Franks and Simpson Marketing where she worked,
was a kindly old gentleman who liked her. Although others possessed
superior secretarial qualifications, John Simpson took Kelly under his wing
because she reminded him of a younger version of his own daughter.

Unfortunately, Mr. Simpson suffered a severe stroke one evening. With
Mr. Simpson permanently incapacitated, the Simpson family decided to sell
the company to a wealthy young black man named Reggie Johnson, who had made
his initial fortune as a d**g dealer before subsequently purchasing a
number of businesses to launder his money.

Reggie had little interest in running the marketing firm -- even though
it produced a profit -- and intended on closing the operation and acquiring
its real estate. But when he saw the young Kelly Woods with her sapphire
blue eyes, flawless white complexion, and red, shoulder length hair, his
enormous cock twitched in his pants and his plans changed. She couldn't be
more than 19-years-old, Reggie thought. Kelly's petite body sported
perfect female proportions.

"Hi, what's your name and what do you do here?" Reggie asked Kelly as he
wandered up to her desk with his eyes undressing her.

Kelly had no idea that a black man like Reggie could possibly afford to
purchase the place where she worked and soon become her boss. "Who was
this huge Negro who stared at her so strangely? Didn't he see her wedding
band? What was he doing here and why was he asking her these questions?"
she wondered to herself.

Kelly answered Reggie in a snotty tone, "My name is Kelly Woods and I'm
Mr. Simpson's secretary".

Little did Kelly realize that the huge, intimidating black man she
condescendingly spoke to was not only her future boss, but also a black
demon. As a black demon, Reggie Johnson harbored deep hatred for white men
and sought his revenge on them by forcing himself on beautiful white women.
Reggie took great pleasure in spoiling the tight little pussies of young
white girls -- especially married ones -- with his gigantic, black
baby-maker. What always began as **** eventually became willing
participation by his victims once he expertly fucked them a number of times
and forced them to cum on his huge cock.

Reggie noticed Kelly's recent wedding picture sitting on her desk and
the modest wedding band sparkling on her finger as she nervously shuffled
some papers. He knew her type all too well: a young, uppity white bitch
who viewed all black men as inferior to her punk-ass, honky husband with
his small prick.

The naïve young girl remained oblivious to her fate as Reggie fantasized
about making the beauty unwillingly orgasm multiple times, initially
coercing her body - and eventually her heart - to betray her new husband.
With time and careful planning, Reggie intended to get inside his new
secretary's panties.

As the weeks passed, Reggie learned much about his new secretary and her
husband by listening in on her private phone calls at work. Even though
Kelly and Todd found themselves in a dire situation, the newlyweds still
loved each other very much. But Todd grew increasingly depressed from his
inability to find work and their financial difficulties.

Reggie also discovered how much Kelly disliked blacks in general, and he
in particular, which further galvanized his wicked intentions.

In hopes of introducing a little more friction into his secretary's
marriage, as well as cutting down on the company's costs, Reggie changed
the employee health plan. Among other things, the new medical insurance no
longer covered contraceptives.

Reggie covered his mouth so Kelly wouldn't hear him chuckle from his
office one day when he listened to Todd whine to her on the phone about how
infrequently they now had intercourse. The couple couldn't afford to buy
enough condoms, nor could they afford to have a c***d.

Reggie carefully devised a plan to **** his stuck up, white secretary by
requiring her to accompany him on a business trip to Chicago in a month
when the Super Bowl would be played there. He called his old pal Leroy who
owned a cheap motel in the city and reserved a block of three rooms -
unoccupied rooms on both sides of theirs would ensure no one heard her
struggles. Leroy gladly agreed to assist Reggie in his scheme.

"I'm going to need you to come with me on a trip to Chicago in January.
Call the Princess Motel at this number and ask for Leroy. Book two rooms -
one for you and one for me on these dates," Reggie said to Kelly as he
handed her a sheet of paper with all the information on it.

Kelly swallowed nervously as she saw that she would have to be gone for
four days. She realized the dates encompassed when the Super Bowl would be
played in Chicago.

"I don't know about this, Mr. Johnson. This is during the Super Bowl.
They may not have any rooms available," Kelly said, hopeful that her boss
would change his mind.

"Go ahead and give Leroy a call. If they don't have vacancy, I'll have
to figure something else out. We have some important clients I want to
take to the game," Reggie replied. Reggie knew Kelly did not want to
travel with him, which only made him want to fuck her more.

Kelly called the Princess Motel and spoke with Leroy as instructed. "It
sho is your's lucky day, ma'am. You has my last two rooms," the ignorant
sounding black voice on the phone said.

Kelly's heart sank in her chest. How could she stand being away from
Todd for four days? He had been so sad lately; this would only make his
depression worse, she thought. Mr. Johnson made her feel so
uncomfortable, yet now she needed to travel and likely dine with him during
her time away from Todd.

Kelly's hopes of somehow avoiding the trip proved futile. Over the next
few weeks she entertained the idea of pretending to be sick when the time
to leave arrived. But being a seasoned sexual predator, Reggie suspected
that Kelly might try to weasel her way out of going with him to Chicago.
So Reggie sweetened the deal by informing Kelly that she would earn a $200
bonus for the trip. He also hinted to her the possibility of terminating
staff that failed to pull their weight at the firm.

As the time for their departure neared, Kelly actually considered
quitting her job. She spoke with Todd a few days before the trip and
explained, "Honey, I don't like my new boss, Mr. Johnson. Something about
him gives me the creeps."

"Has he said anything inappropriate to you or made a pass at you?" Todd
asked.

"No, it's just something about him I can't really explain. I don't want
to go to Chicago. I really want to quit my job and find something else,"
Kelly said.

"You can't do that, Kelly. We need the $200 badly and we'll lose
everything if you quit. Don't you see how hard it's been for me to find
work? There aren't any jobs out there now. Find something else that pays
as well first. Maybe you're just imagining things because you don't want
to leave for four days," Todd replied.

"You're probably right," Kelly answered, deciding to follow her
husband's advice rather than her female instincts. Had she quit her job
like she wanted, things would have been tough for a while. But the couple
would have made it somehow and eventually times would improve. Instead,
Todd unwittingly exchanged his beautiful, young and innocent wife to a
black demon for a few dollars.

Kelly worked late the night before her departure. Mr. Johnson had her
running errands all over town most of the day and then a pile of paperwork
waited on her desk when she returned to the office in the afternoon.

"I need you to finish typing the TCR and Smithfield proposals and then
get these modifications sent back to Tyson Corporation. When you complete
those tasks, make sure you get the documents in your basket filed," Reggie
barked at Kelly. "I want everything caught up before we leave tomorrow,"
he added.

Reggie purposely piled on extra work for Kelly in hopes that if he
worked her until exhaustion, she would be too tired to have sex with her
husband before leaving for Chicago the next day. He realized the poor girl
would be at the office until at least 9:00 pm with the amount of tasks he
left for her.

At 6:30 pm, Reggie decided to go home. He glanced over at Kelly still
busily completing the work he had given her. Reggie felt his cock grow
hard as the grotesquely large, black organ anticipated corrupting another
innocent, white pussy. Soon the dumb bitch would be unable to stop cumming
on his big, black pole, Reggie thought. He couldn't wait to see her
delicate pink folds cling to his charcoal stick as she begged him to stop
fucking her. Reggie had repeated this scenario numerous times with other
married, white women. Eventually all of them succumbed to multiple orgasms
and gradually grew addicted to his colossal manhood. None of his victims
had ever reported him for **** because Reggie carefully targeted his sexual
prey. He possessed an uncanny ability to read the psychological makeup of
women and only selected girls that he knew were too insecure to admit that
a huge nigger cock had permanently spoiled them.

Kelly definitely fit the required psychological profile and soon
Reggie's goliath cock would spoil her tight vagina too.

Reggie's plan had worked perfectly. Kelly arrived home at 10:30 pm
completely drained. She skipped supper due to her fatigue and went
straight to bed as Mr. Johnson expected her to report to work extra early
to finish up any last minute details the next morning.

Todd snuggled up to his adorable, young wife, gently caressing her soft,
red hair. As she lay in bed wearing only a red, silk thong, his hand
slowly made its way down her smooth, light skin and began fondling her firm
tits.

"No, honey, not tonight... I'm too tired. I have to get up early
tomorrow," Kelly said as she rolled on her side away from Todd and fell
asleep.

Todd briefly admired his wife's beauty before he turned off the light.
Kelly weighed about 110 pounds and stood 5' 6" tall. Firm and nubile, her
19-year-old body was perfectly proportioned with a tight little ass and
perky, breasts. Unfortunately, Todd didn't realize that because of his bad
judgment, a black demon would soon feast on his wife's treasures, gradually
forcing her body to betray him. Kelly would reluctantly learn to
appreciate the greater masculinity and superior race of her boss, who
unlike her passive, white husband would take her when he wanted.

The next morning, Kelly showered and carefully shaved and waxed her
bikini area. Kelly had been a competitive swimmer in high school and began
manicuring her genitalia shortly after puberty because she spent
considerable time in pools wearing a variety of swimsuits and bikinis.
Even though she naturally had very sparse pubic hair due to her youth, she
was used to being smooth down there and left only a small strip of short
red hair above her vagina. She kept the rest of her private area baby bald
as she disliked the itchiness she felt when stubble grew.

At work Reggie placed another stack of papers on her desk to complete.
Kelly labored diligently throughout the day, taking only one 15 minute
break to eat a small sandwich for lunch. Their flight left at 4:30 pm but
stopped in Orlando, where they would wait two hours before catching a
connecting flight to Fort Wayne and then on to Chicago.


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The black taxi driver who drove Reggie and Kelly from the airport to the
motel observed how much the young couple contrasted each other. At 6' 3"
tall, Reggie's 250 pound muscular build dwarfed Kelly's toned but petite
frame. His dark chocolate complexion made Kelly's fair skin appear snow
white in comparison. "Man that nigger is one lucky son-of-a-bitch," the
cab driver thought as he correctly guessed that Reggie was going to fuck
the young girl at the motel.

At 11:45 pm the cab finally brought Kelly and Reggie to the Princess
Motel, located in a very bad part of town. The naïve, young housewife
wondered why promiscuously dressed women stood in the parking lot so late
at night. From the outside, the place appeared like a rundown dump to
Kelly. She hoped that the inside accommodations would be better. But then
again, she felt so tired that all she really cared about was taking a warm
shower and going to sleep.

Kelly went to the office to check in while Reggie paid the taxi driver
and retrieved their bags. Reggie joined Kelly in the motel office his arms
filled with their luggage.

Kelly turned to Reggie and distraughtly said, "There seems to be a
problem with our reservations. They only have one room available." Reggie
saw a panicked look like a caged a****l in Kelly's eyes, as she nervously
spoke.

"What do you mean there's only one room available?" Reggie demanded of
Leroy, pretending to be irate over the situation. "We made reservations
two weeks ago!"

"I is sorry sir. We only has one room available, which I will makes
complimentary for you because of the mix up," Leroy answered apologetically
while admiring the unsuspecting young beauty. "What a fine piece of ass,"
Leroy thought. Reggie was the luckiest brother in the world to be getting
some of that grade "A", prime white pussy.

"I don't think we will be able to find anywhere else for you to stay
tonight because of the Super Bowl," Reggie said to Kelly.

He turned to Leroy and asked, "Can you check around at some other hotels
to see if there's any vacancy for us?"

"In the mean time, you'll have to share my room. I'll sleep on the
floor," Reggie generously offered to Kelly as he escorted her from the
office and to their room, Leroy following with their luggage.

The idea of sharing a room with her black boss caused Kelly to feel
anxiety similar to what one experiences prior to speaking to a large
audience for the first time. But stranded in the bad section of a big city
far away from her home, Kelly didn't have much choice. Besides, Kelly knew
that Mr. Johnson expected her to be a team player. If she pressed the
matter she might anger Mr. Johnson and possibly lose her job. Todd would
not understand after he had insisted that she go on this trip with Mr.
Johnson in the first place to earn extra money. Kelly tempered her
complaint and naively went with Mr. Johnson to their room.

The room Kelly and Reggie entered appeared in somewhat better condition
than the exterior of the motel. On the go since early morning and having
had little to eat for two days, Kelly felt exhausted and famished. Kelly
didn't know it, but Reggie had purposely prevented her from eating a
descent meal all day.

"I'm starved - how about you?" Reggie asked.

Kelly nodded her head yes.

"Is your motel restaurant still open? Reggie asked Leroy.

"No sir," Leroy replied. It closed at 11:00 pm. But I think I can get
you a bottle of wine if you wants."

"Well I guess wine is better than nothing. Bring us your wine," Reggie
instructed.

Kelly figured she would just have to wait until morning to eat and began
unpacking her bags as Leroy left to fetch Mr. Johnson his wine. Reggie
had arranged in advance for Leroy to bring Kelly a glass laced with
Rohypnol.

"Mr. Johnson, I can't drink alcohol. I'm not 21 yet," Kelly said after
Leroy returned and handed her a drink.

Reggie feigned disbelief even though he knew his secretary's age. "I
thought you were at least 25-years-old," Reggie bluffed. "Look, we should
have stopped earlier to eat, but it completely slipped my mind. You need
to put something in your stomach. Besides, I am expecting you to help me
entertain our clients. You're going to have to drink a little something
with them to be sociable, so you might as well get used to it now," Reggie
adamantly insisted.

Again Kelly experienced great uncertainty and fear. Something just
didn't seem right about this entire situation. But even though she
disliked her black boss and didn't drink, Kelly couldn't risk falling into
his disfavor.

"Okay, maybe just one glass tonight," Kelly said giving in to Reggie's
high pressure.

Leroy gave Reggie a knowing smile as Kelly took the drink from him. Not
used to drinking alcohol or fond of its taste, she forced down the glass of
Pinot Noir in several quick gulps and shuddered. She was tired and eager
to take a shower and go to bed.

For the first time in many years Leroy felt his old cock come to life as
he left the bottle of wine behind and went back to his office imagining the
stuck up white bitch on the business end of Reggie's big, black love staff.


While Kelly showered, Reggie stripped down to his boxers and waited by
the bathroom door for the unsuspecting housewife to exit.

Kelly quickly shaved her female area and finished bathing. She turned
off the faucet and toweled herself dry. With one hand against the wall to
avoid losing her balance, Kelly donned her pink, silk thong and matching
bra. She had begun feeling dizzy - probably from drinking the wine on an
empty stomach, she thought. Kelly slipped on a flannel sleep shirt over
her sexy undergarments, finding it increasingly difficult to visually
focus. She felt incredibly sleepy.

Intent on heading straight to bed, Kelly opened the bathroom door and
instead collided with Reggie in just his blue boxer shorts. Now heavily
stoned, Kelly didn't notice Reggie until she bumped into his burly chest.

"Oh my God, what are you doing?" Kelly exclaimed as Reggie wrapped his
muscular arm around her thin waist and drew her tightly against his hard,
black body.

"I'm gonna give you some loving, Baby," Reggie replied with a sinister
grin on his face.

"No - stop it!" Kelly protested in slurred speech as she pushed her tiny
hands against Reggie's hard chest trying to break free from his firm grasp.
She loved her husband Todd, the only man she had ever been with. She could
not possibly think about making out with someone else - especially a
disgusting black man, she thought.

Reggie ignored Kelly's demand.

"Let me go," Kelly implored as Reggie dragged the petite girl toward the
bed while she struggled to escape his grip.

Kelly didn't stand a chance against Reggie's brute strength, quickly
finding herself on her back beneath him, pressed into the mattress by the
weight of his solid body.

"Get off of me!" Kelly yelled as Reggie tore the flannel sleeping shirt
off her.

Reggie knew that even if someone could hear Kelly scream, the
prostitutes and d**g addicts that frequented this motel would never call
the pigs.

Reggie wrestled with Kelly in the sheets for a few minutes until her
stomach absorbed more of the Rohypnol Leroy had placed in her drink earlier
and her resistance waned. The dumb, white bitch finally entered a
semi-conscious state that left her practically defenseless and Reggie now
easily unfastened her bra. Kelly's titties were perfect globes of white,
topped by flawless circles of youthfully pink, quarter-sized areolas.
Reggie sucked each of her nipples causing them to grow hard. He then
rolled the responsive buds between his fingers to keep them rigid. Kelly
had the finest little body, Reggie thought as he observed her flat, tight
abdomen, exquisitely smooth skin and slender legs. She obviously worked
out and took care of herself. Her husband must have been a complete idiot
to let such a cute wife go on a four day trip with a black man, Reggie
mused. The stupid honky deserved to have his wife's tiny pussy spoiled by
a nigger. Reggie's hands glided down Kelly's firm tummy and into the
waistband of her panties.

Even in delirium, Kelly feebly tried to remain faithful to her husband
and stop Reggie as her small hands weakly attempted to keep her panties on.

"No, Mr. Johnson. I don't want this...please," she murmured as if from
a distant place.

Reggie unclasped Kelly's fingers from the silk undergarment, pushed her
hands to the side and removed the last tiny barrier between him and
complete access to her most private, guarded and intimate area. A small,
thin strip of pubic hair above her neatly manicured pussy verified to
Reggie that she was a natural redhead. All these white girls went through
so much effort grooming their little cunts. They all wanted to be fucked
by big niggers, they just didn't know it, Reggie thought. He couldn't
believe his good fortune. Her dumb, white husband made a huge mistake.
While she certainly could be trusted to remain faithful to him, a strange
man could not be trusted alone with her. Todd was a fool sending her off
alone with a black man. Great art like Kelly needed to be protected, not
left accessible for someone like him to easily steal.

"We are lovers now," Reggie said to his delirious victim as he separated
her legs.

"No, I'm married. I can't do that," Kelly quietly sobbed as Reggie
carefully parted her soft labia with his black fingers and inspected her
pink chamber.

"You're just having a wet dream, Baby. Relax and let me make you cum,"
Reggie replied. He was going to screw with her mind as well as her body.

"Please, I don't want you to make me cum," Kelly responded.

"Don't you like black men?" Reggie asked knowing full well she did not.

The Rohypnol acted like a truth serum and Kelly answered her tormentor
honestly, "No, I don't like black men."

"You're gonna love niggers when I get through with you girl," Reggie
gleefully said, licking his thumb and index finger. Reggie slowly inserted
the wet digit into Kelly's previously exclusive vagina searching for her
G-Spot while gently messaging her little clitoris with his thumb.

"Please don't do this to me," Kelly cried as her pussy grew moist in
response to its invasion.

"Tell me you wanna cum on a nigger cock and I'll stop," Reggie said.

"Oh, God, I don't want this. Why are you doing this to me?" Kelly
asked.

Reggie noticed Kelly's clit harden and her pussy become soaked. He had
located her special spot.

"You like that don't you girl?" Reggie asked.

"Noooooooooo, I don't like it. Oooooooooooh stop," Kelly mewled. Her
pelvis, however, divulged the truth to Reggie by autonomously moving ever
so slightly in response to his expert stimulation.

"Tell me you want my nigger cock inside you and I'll stop. You're
dreaming anyway girl. Don't fight it," Reggie reassured her.

"But I love Todd," Kelly whimpered.

"Don't you want to keep your job? What will Todd think if you get
fired? Todd wants you to fuck me. That's why he sent you with me for four
days," Reggie said.

The emotional connection to her husband proved stronger than Reggie had
anticipated, for even under the influence of the Rohypnol, Kelly thus far
refused to orgasm and maintained control of her body.

Reggie had encountered similar scenarios with previous victims and
understood the female psyche better than women themselves. His fair
captives tried not to cum because deep down in the feminine subconscious,
their orgasm represented their most intimate expression of love for a mate.
By forcing his unfortunate targets to climax, psychologically they
committed the ultimate act of betrayal on their husbands. Each time Reggie
coerced a married woman into having intercourse with him, he further
diminished the emotional bond to her spouse. He liked controlling white
women and forcing them to betray their husbands by making them cum.

Kelly grew confused by Reggie's suggestions as the level of Rohypnol in
her blood stream increased. Maybe this was a horrible dream. Would Todd
really want her to fuck her boss to keep her job? He did encourage her to
go on this trip with the disgusting Negro and did not let her quit like she
wanted.

No, even if this was just a dream, it was disgusting and immoral, Kelly
thought. She tried to close her legs and pull Reggie's finger out of her.
But the big, black hand was firmly in place and would not budge. Instead
the pace at which he stroked her seemed to increase.

"Oh, no you don't," Reggie said and pushed her legs open again with his
free hand.

Kelly momentarily sat up on her elbows as if she had suddenly realized
something, glanced down her flat tummy, and dumbly watched with her dilated
eyes as Reggie masturbated her.

Reggie wondered what went through her mind that caused her to
temporarily sit up and observe her own defilement.

"Ooooooooooooooooooh......nooooooooooh.....don't," Kelly cooed as she
fell back again.

"You need to let me keep doing this if you want to keep your job,"
Reggie said.

Kelly squirmed on Reggie's hand a little but did not answer. Reggie
continued the "Cum Hither" on her, drawing his index finger up and towards
him as if summoning Kelly from inside her vagina to "come here". At a
nice, steady pace, his fingertip constantly stimulated the upper wall of
her pussy while his thumb traced small circles around her clitoris. Reggie
had amused himself playing with Kelly's cunt in this fashion for a long
while, silencing her protests. She had reluctantly become aroused and
accepted Reggie's suggestions in her confused, d**g induced state. She had
to let Reggie do this to keep her job. It was all just a bad dream anyway,
Kelly thought.

Reggie smiled with satisfaction when he felt Kelly's pussy slightly
contract on his finger a few times. He had successfully brought the young
housewife to a small orgasm.

"That's a good girl, keep cumming for me. This will make Todd very
happy. You will keep your job and might get a raise," Reggie said. Kelly
grudgingly obliged her boss' request. The faint voice from deep inside
that had earlier made her try to stop Reggie had been drowned out. She was
doing this for Todd, she thought. Todd wanted her to keep this job and she
had to do what Reggie said.

Reggie relished the control he now exercised over his young, white
secretary's body, maintaining her small orgasms. Extremely wet and
excited, her relatively inexperienced pussy had been adequately prepared
for its new dark mate.

Reggie removed his hand from Kelly's very aroused vagina. Because of
the Rohypnol, she wasn't sure how long he had been m*****ing her and
welcomed the reprieve. Closing her spread legs, she thought the bad dream
finally ended.

Reggie swiftly slid off his boxer shorts, releasing his enormous, black
viper from its confinement. He returned to the bed, grabbing hold of
Kelly's knees and spreading her legs very wide.

"I want to sleep. Leave me alone," Kelly whined with her eyes tightly
closed. With his index finger and thumb, Reggie gently stretched open her
labia while placing the bulbous head of his cock up to Kelly's entrance.
He could see her wet, pink mucous membranes waiting to receive him.

Since she believed this was all just a bad dream, Kelly tried ignoring
the sensation between her legs at first. But the pressure intensified as
Reggie's monstrous cock sought access inside her. Kelly opened her eyes to
see Reggie leaning over her, his dark skin revealing bulky, highly defined
muscles. She looked further down and observed the ripples in his hard
stomach. But, her eyes grew wide with fear when they finally reached
Reggie's penis. What a horrible nightmare she now found herself in. The
charcoal appendage spanned the distance to Reggie's naval - at least three
times the length and girth of Todd's modest member.

"No, stop. That can't fit in me!" Kelly suddenly barked. She pushed
hard against Reggie's tight chest and tried to wiggle her pelvis away from
the hideous, black organ.

Reggie disregarded Kelly's plea and applied more force.

"You'll have to find someplace else to work if you don't let me fuck
you. Todd will be very upset when he learns you got fired for not doing
your job," Reggie said.

The Rohypnol made Kelly very confused. She could not afford to lose her
job.

"Please, Mr. Johnson, I don't want to. I'm married," Kelly cried.

"You're dreaming, Kelly. You need this job, remember? Todd will become
more depressed if you get fired," Reggie answered.

While Kelly's d**gged mind struggled to determine the validity of
Reggie's comments, his prick slowly invaded her pussy. Kelly's labia
tightly stretched to admit the mammoth phallus entering her previously
sovereign territory. Once past her initial boundary, the black snake
slithered further inside, soon passing the depth reached by Todd's meager
manhood and exploring unchartered areas deep within her femininity.

"Oooh ... nooo....owweee, please take it out - it hurts," Kelly wailed.
The walls had more empathy for her cries than Reggie. All the women he
fucked hurt at first, but soon loved it, he thought as he covered her mouth
with his hand and continued drilling into her.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmpppppphhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!" Kelly tried to yell. Her tight
little body twisted beneath Reggie in an unsuccessful effort to dislodge
him. But his big, black cock was already too far inside her. Instead
Kelly's traitorous cunt successively surrendered more of its domain to the
large, black intruder within it, gradually accepting Reggie's gigantic cock
as its new mate. After a while, Kelly's pussy accommodated Reggie's full
length and her pain subsided into discomfort and ultimately pleasure.

Reggie removed his hand from Kelly's mouth once her anatomy adjusted to
his size and she had quieted down.

"Ooooh, oooooh, oooooh," Kelly mewled in unison to the squeaks from the
bed. Reggie had noted her involuntary reactions as his cock visited
different places inside her pussy and then exploited the susceptible areas.
Her cunt betrayed its pleasure in small orgasms that she tried
unsuccessfully to prevent.

"No, please stop doing this to me. Ooooh, nooo...I'm married. I can't
do this," Kelly complained.

Reggie thought her sorry, white husband would really be depressed if he
could see her cumming on his cock now, but replied differently to Kelly,
"You're doing a good job and this is helping you and your husband by
earning some extra money that you need."

Feeling his own climax approach, Reggie quickened his pace. Somehow
Kelly's female instincts worked even in her stupor. She noticed Reggie's
acceleration and realized he wasn't wearing a condom. She did not want his
sperm. In a panic, Kelly pushed her tiny, white hands hard against
Reggie's black chest.

"Please don't cum in me. Take it out now," she implored.

Reggie ignored Kelly's pleas. His cock erupted like a violent volcano
and filled her pussy with its potent jism. Kelly felt the soothing warmth
of Reggie's rich cream shoot inside her.

"Oh, no, no, no, why did you cum in me?" Kelly asked.

Reggie did not answer. His cock remained snugly inside the helpless
girl shooting a few more rounds.

The deed was done. Kelly's hands fell from Reggie's chest back to her
sides and her resistance faded. She had been defeated and no longer had
reason to fight - her pussy received a black man's spunk.

Reggie remained on top of Kelly until she drifted to sleep and then
withdrew his long, flaccid penis from her flooded vagina. The virile goo
oozed down the crack in her ass. With his fingers, Reggie scooped it all
up and carefully placed it back into her full pussy. He then pushed her
lips closed so it would not leak out again. "Waste not, want not," Reggie
thought.

Kelly awoke around noon. "You must have been really tired," Reggie said
staring down at her with a big grin on his face. He was fully dressed in a
blue business suit and had been awake since early that morning. "Did you
sleep well?" he asked.

Kelly's mind seemed foggy from the Rohypnol. She remembered drinking a
glass of wine the old black man, Leroy, had given her and then taking a
shower - but nothing more.

"I let you sleep in a while, but we need to get going now. We have to
meet with a client I am taking to dinner tonight. Put something nice on,"
Reggie instructed Kelly.

Kelly jumped out of bed and to her embarrassment, discovered she only
wore a thong and bra. Reggie had dressed her while she slept, but
discarded her sleep shirt that he had torn. She glanced at Reggie and
noticed him looking at her with hungry eyes. Once more Kelly's female
intuition sensed danger, but the naïve, young wife dismissed her fears as
unwarranted. After all, Mr. Johnson had not made a single advance towards
her that she could remember and voluntarily slept on the floor the entire
night. She hurriedly went to the closet to find something to put on. She
must have forgotten to bring her sleep shirt, she thought as she slid the
hangars looking for something appropriate to wear.

With Kelly's back towards him, Reggie admired her firm, little ass. It
smoothly curved and lacked a single blemish. He wanted to bend her over
right then and there and drive into her silky pussy again, but decided to
wait until later that evening. Reggie felt a perverse satisfaction knowing
that his sperm now dwelled inside Kelly. He hoped one of his swimmers
would be lucky enough to fertilize her white egg and cause her flat belly
to swell with a black baby.

Kelly selected a skirt and blouse to wear. Because they were already
running behind, she quickly dressed without noticing the crusty residue in
her panties.

During the course of the day, Kelly remembered bits and pieces of an
awful nightmare she experienced the previous evening. She curiously
glimpsed at Mr. Johnson's crotch a number of times when he wasn't looking
comparing what she had dreamed to what was there. She noticed that he
really had an abominably large bulge in his slacks. That evening, Reggie
took Kelly and their potential client, an attractive black woman in her
early thirties named LaShonda, to a seedy bar and grill called the Golden
Ring near the motel. It seemed an odd place to bring someone you wanted to
impress. In fact, Reggie and LaShonda discussed nothing related to
business and conversed mostly about sports and people Kelly did not know.
They had obviously been friends.

After dinner, Kelly and Reggie returned to the motel. Kelly eagerly
walked to the office hopeful that perhaps another room had come available.

"No ma'am, no vacancy until after da Super Bowl this Sunday," LeRoy
replied. She would have to stay with Reggie three more nights. Kelly
returned to the room in despair. She missed Todd and still didn't feel
comfortable with Reggie, especially after the awful nightmares she had
about him. When she entered the room he had changed into a pair of black
nylon gym shorts and was lying shirtless in the bed watching television.
Kelly briefly eyed the bulky muscles defining his chest, arms, and stomach
before nervously proceeding to the shower.

Kelly came out of the bathroom after finishing her shower wearing a
loose fitting pair of sweatpants and a grey t-shirt. She wanted go to
sleep, but felt awkward asking Mr. Johnson to get out of the bed. "Do you
want to take turns sleeping on the floor? I will sleep on it tonight if
you want," she said.

"No, Kelly, this is a pretty big bed. I don't think either one of us
needs to sleep on that nasty floor again. Look at all the stains on the
carpeting," Reggie answered. Kelly momentarily looked at the rug observing
numerous discolorations. There was no telling what possibly dwelled in
that filth. "Come lay down here. I won't bite, I promise. I'm just going
to watch some TV for a little while then I'll go to sleep. No funny
business, I promise," Reggie continued.

Kelly didn't want to offend her boss by implying that he would do
something improper, so against her better judgment, she trusted Reggie and
got into the bed leaving as much room as possible between them.

Drifting to sleep, Kelly remained as close to her edge of the bed
without falling off as possible. Some hours passed when Kelly's slumber
was interrupted by Reggie's hand softly squeezing her breast.

"Mr. Johnson, what are you doing? Stop touching me; I'm married,"
Kelly groggily complained latching on to his hand to move it off her.
Reggie's hold on her tit would not budge.

"Stop it!" Kelly exclaimed in a raised voice.

Reggie unexpectedly pinched and twisted Kelly's nipple through the
fabric of her garment.

"Owe!" Kelly howled in response to the sudden pain.

"Shut up bitch and let me feel you up if you want to keep your job,"
Reggie angrily sneered.

The abrupt change in Reggie's demeanor caught Kelly completely off
guard. Paralyzed with fear, she lay motionless as Reggie's hand slipped
under her t-shirt and bra and resumed fondling her tit. He gently rolled
her tender nipple between his fingers making it hard. Kelly didn't know
what to do. Someone else besides Todd - a black man - was touching her
body! But she couldn't afford to lose her job so she had to tolerate the
unwanted attention.

Once Reggie determined that Kelly would not resist, he set out taking
off her shirt and bra.

"No, Mr. Johnson. I'm married and I can't do this," Kelly protested.

"I just want to see your tits. I won't do anything else. You want to
keep your job don't you?" Reggie answered.

Kelly hesitantly allowed her shirt and bra to come off, foolishly
hopeful that Mr. Johnson would keep his word and proceed no further. But
once Reggie had her topless, he immediately began sucking on her firm tits.

"No, Mr. Johnson. You said you just wanted to see them," Kelly
objected.

Reggie again pinched and twisted Kelly's nipple, causing yet another
yelp from her. "I will fire your ass if you don't cooperate. I told you I
just wanted to see your tits. I won't do anything else. Now shut up!" he
shouted.

Fearful of further punishment and of losing her job, Kelly endured
Reggie's attention to her breasts. As long as he didn't proceed any
further, she could withstand this, she thought. Reggie concentrated on
keeping her little pink nipples erect. While Kelly disliked Reggie's
actions, after a while her body responded. Reggie detected Kelly's growing
complacency and slid his hand down her tight, smooth abdomen to the
waistband of her pants.

Kelly grew tense fearing the destination of Reggie's hand. "No more,
Mr. Johnson. We have to stop now," she said.

"No we don't have to stop if you want to keep your job at my firm,"
Reggie replied, his hand slipping into her sweat pants and then inside her
panties. He could feel the warmth emanating from her vulva as his hand
descended lower. Kelly took in a deep breath when his fingers reached her
pussy and started masturbating her.

"No Mr. Johnson, I can't. I'm married. Stop," Kelly whined.

"Yes you can. No one will find out and I promise we won't go any
further than this. Just relax," Reggie reassured her. Kelly felt horrible
doing this to Todd and allowing her nasty black boss to touch her this way.
But the many suggestions Reggie had made to Kelly the previous evening
while she had been under the influence of the Rohypnol remained in her
subconscious. Todd couldn't even handle his own unemployment. He would
sink into an even deeper depression if she lost her job too.

Convinced that she needed to cooperate or lose her job, Kelly allowed
Reggie to continue, the flapping bulge in her sweat pants indicating the
diligence of Reggie's fingers repeatedly dipping into her wet folds and
then returning to gently circle her clitoris. Reggie watched Kelly's face
display disdain and frustration from her body defiantly reacting to his
foreplay the way nature intended.

Reggie allowed this new boundary with Kelly to become established before
advancing further. Each time the dumb, white bitch made a concession, he
gained more control over her. He carefully observed Kelly gradually relax,
let down her guard, and succumb to the sensations he caused before
proceeding. After exciting Kelly enough to lower her defenses again,
Reggie's free hand grasped the front waistbands of Kelly's panties and
sweatpants and in one swift motion pulled them both off simultaneously
before she could adequately react.

Her awareness returned. Kelly sat up reaching for the wad of clothing
around her ankles. "No more Mr. Johnson, that's enough. I don't want to
do this. You promised you wouldn't go any further and you have." Kelly
stated.

"Listen bitch, I'm getting tired of your God Damn shit. You're going to
cooperate or you will look for a new job, find another place to stay
tonight, and walk your ass back to Tennessee. I will cancel your airline
ticket. Good luck out there in this neighborhood," Reggie threatened.

The change in Mr. Johnson shocked Kelly. Yes, he had given her the
creeps, but he had never displayed such meanness. What would she do
stranded outside in this terrible area in the freezing cold with no money
and nowhere to stay? She didn't have any credit cards; how could she
afford airfare back home? What would she tell Todd?

Reggie pushed her down and slid the bundled garments from her feet. He
then inserted his big hands between Kelly's thighs and attempted to pry her
legs apart.

"Open your legs, bitch, or get the hell out!" Reggie commanded.

With tears in her eyes, Kelly allowed Reggie to spread her legs wide
open. "Why are you doing this to me, Mr. Johnson?" Kelly sniveled.

Reggie's silent answer was beyond Kelly's comprehension, but the words
he failed to utter expressed jealousy for the white man that surpassed his
extreme lust for the flesh of young, innocent, white females. By spoiling
a beautiful, married, white girl's pussy and forcing her to cum intensely
numerous times, Reggie retaliated against the white man as well as
satisfied his own perverse sexual appetite. A faithful wife could commit
no greater betrayal on her husband than to allow herself to orgasm from
another man, especially a black man with a superhuman sized cock. If
Reggie successfully impregnated the white man's wife, her marriage rarely
survived. Having a black baby left a married white woman rejected by her
husband, shunned by her own race, but welcome in the black community and
accepted by African American men. Reggie removed the most desirous white
women from their own gene pool by making their offspring part of the black
race.

With her legs spread wide apart, Reggie resumed the process of ruining
Kelly's marriage and stealing her valuable eggs for the black race, like he
had done to many other white, married women in the past, licking his thumb
and index fingers and resuming the "Cum Hither" he had performed on her the
previous evening without her knowledge. Thanks to the Rohypnol, Reggie had
learned a lot about Kelly's body that night without her remembering any of
it.

Kelly sobbed as her pussy responded. The sound of Reggie's digits
splashing in her moisture became embarrassingly audible. Her hands moved
down to pull Reggie's fingers away from her vagina, but stopped before
reaching their destination and remained suspended above her pelvis wanting
to go further, but unable, as she remembered his threats and the pain he
had inflicted on her tits earlier.

After a few moments, Reggie watched Kelly's hands drop to her sides and
clench into the mattress instead of achieving their original goal. He had
her right where he wanted.

"Oh, oooh, ooooooooh noooooooo. Please Mr. Johnson, stop doing this to
me," Kelly begged while her pelvis squirmed.

"I know your pussy likes it and I'm not going to stop until you cum for
me," Reggie replied with a loathsome smile.

Kelly tightly closed her eyes and shook her head side to side trying to
fight her own body. But her pussy grew more aroused, her protests slowly
silenced and she once again accepted the new boundaries Reggie established
relinquishing more control of her body to him.

It was only a matter of time before she would become complete jelly and
succumb to the urge Reggie was placing in her. She could not fight it
forever, Reggie thought as he watched Kelly writhe from his fingers.

Even after bringing Kelly to a small climax, Reggie's refused to stop
masturbating her, taking delight in watching her defeat continue, the
spasms in her pussy grow stronger.

"Naah... aaah... please...ooooh," Kelly mewled, nonsensically.

Eternity passed before Reggie removed his fingers from Kelly's pussy;
but, Reggie's tongue immediately replaced them, tracing circles around her
clit and then lapping up the sweet nectar inside her.

Todd had never performed oral sex on Kelly before, and the thought of
someone actually putting their mouth on her vagina disgusted her.

"Stop it, Mr. Johnson! You promised you would not go any further,"
Kelly bemoaned, pushing Reggie's head away from her privates with her tiny
hands. Reggie swiftly slapped Kelly's hip, leaving a red imprint of his
hand on her white skin that painfully stung.

"Owe, stop, owweeeeeeee, okay," Kelly yelped as the slaps continued.
She turned to avoid his smack in one spot, only to expose another to the
same punishment.

Reggie swatted Kelly so hard his hand smarted temporarily.

"One more time and you best pack your things and get out. Don't bother
coming back to the office, either, because you'll be fired," Reggie warned
when the blows stopped.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Johnson. Please don't hit me anymore. I'll be good,"
Kelly sobbed. "I need my job. Don't fire me." She couldn't believe Mr.
Johnson's cruelty. Her hips, thighs, and stomach displayed bright red
markings where he had struck her.

Kelly sat half way up on her elbows with a contorted look on her face
and watched Reggie shove her legs apart, spread her delicate pink lips open
with his dark fingers, and delve his tongue back into her pussy. He
successfully gained yet another concession from her.

Kelly passively witnessed Reggie enjoying the mildly sweet flavor of her
vaginal secretions. She wanted to stop him, but couldn't risk losing her
job or further physical abuse. Her pelvis twisted and turned
unsuccessfully trying to avoid Reggie's tongue on her clitoris. But
completely opened to him, her most intimate anatomy remained easily
accessible. Kelly eventually grew accustomed to this level of intimacy as
well and again fell back allowing Reggie to enjoy her nectar. Reggie
observed her pelvis start to respond each time he licked around her
engorged little clit. She still tried to suppress her reactions, but began
tiring from the struggle.

"Oh, oh, please, noooh," Kelly softly repeated.

With her defenses lowered again, Reggie decided the moment arrived to
finish his conquest and completely take Kelly. Before she had enough time
to react, Reggie quickly slid his boxers off and placed the head of his
enormous black phallus up against her small, pink opening. She could not
close her legs with Reggie already between them, so Kelly sat up on her
elbows once more and with dismay watched Reggie's large penis begin its
entry inside her. The hideously large organ with numerous veins bulging
beneath its skin and a scrotum as large as a softball could not possibly be
human, she thought.

"No, Mr. Johnson, please. You're too big for me. You said you
wouldn't make me have sex with you," Kelly pleaded as her labia stretched
around the glans of Reggie's cock. She knew better than to protest too
adamantly, however, and watched helplessly as the monstrous organ slithered
deeper inside her.

"Mr. Johnson, I'm not taking any birth control. I could get pregnant.
Please take it out," Kelly begged to no avail. Reggie lowered himself on
top of Kelly, his weight forcing her to lie back again.

"At least put a condom on Mr. Johnson. I don't want to get pregnant,"
Kelly begged, his cock proceeding further into her with each thrust.

"Sorry, Baby, they don't make rubbers big enough to fit me," Reggie
replied.

Kelly could not believe this was happening to her. Married less than
six months, she had never been with another man besides Todd and now her
black boss' cock was in her pussy without any protection. This was all
Todd's fault, she thought. If only he had let her quit like she wanted.
Instead, Todd insisted that she go with Mr. Johnson on this stupid trip to
earn a few more dollars.

As she thought about her husband, Reggie attempted to kiss Kelly. She
despised what Reggie now forced her to do and kept turning her face to
avoid his lips. He tightly grabbed her chin with his strong black fingers,
making Kelly face him. "Open your mouth, bitch!" Reggie ordered as he
crushed her cheeks together in his vice like grip.

Kelly had to open her mouth, allowing Reggie's serpent-like tongue
inside or suffer further consequences. Meanwhile, Reggie's cock now passed
the depths established by Todd and proceeded ever further.

"Mmmmmmmphhhhh... nooo... mmmmmppppph... please...
mmmmphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oooooooohhhh... mmpmhhhhhhhhh...stop...
mmmmmppphhhhhhhhhh!!!" Kelly gasped with Reggie's tongue in her mouth.

Because of what happened to Kelly the previous night while d**gged, the
entire situation seemed surreal, as if she had lived it before. Her inner
labia clung to Reggie's slick cock like a tight sleeve. Bathed with her
female juices, the shiny black rod proceeded further with its invasion and
seized more of her inner territory. Kelly futilely wished Reggie would
stop while her body accepted his increasing presence. She could not even
vocalize her opposition now that his long tongue explored her mouth.
Oblivious to the distress she initially experienced the previous night -
thanks to the Rohypnol - Kelly felt Reggie's huge testicles slap against
her ass and realized, to her dismay, that her anatomy had already adjusted
to his huge size - with less discomfort, fortunately, than she anticipated.


Kelly hoped Reggie would quickly reach an orgasm and then leave her
alone. Unfortunately, Reggie's remarkable self-control lasted longer than
she ever imagined possible. Furthermore, Reggie had discovered susceptible
areas in Kelly's pussy the preceding night and exploited them accordingly
now. Kelly fought a losing battle. The discomfort caused by Reggie's
colossal cock vanished as it opened her up. The grotesque organ
incessantly assaulting her secret pleasure spots caused her body to grow
responsive despite her effort to suppress such reactions and remain
faithful to Todd.

Kelly struggled to prevent her body from responding to Reggie; but he
would not stop. Kelly wanted him to hurry up and finish. Instead he went
on even longer, and to her horror, she experienced another series of small
orgasms. She felt frustrated. How could she betray Todd like this, her
pussy contracting around the huge, disgusting, black cock inside it?
Reggie felt Kelly's hard nipples poking into his chest and the small spasms
in her cunt signaling her defeat. He received great joy bringing down
another high and mighty white chick. This was still just the beginning
though. Soon he would make Kelly cum hard and often on his big black cock
and she would crave his virile organ instead of her husband's.

Kelly had to stop Reggie somehow. She hated the way he kept making her
cum. But her orgasms strengthened and occurred more frequently as the
evening passed, weakening her will to resist. She had fought valiantly to
retain control of her body, but in the end, Reggie's stamina and sexual
skill overcame her defenses. Nature and 500 million years of evolution won
the battle and dictated Kelly's submission to the alpha male. His huge
phallus felt better than Todd's tiny penis and awoke new sensations she had
never experienced before. Kelly's hands - which had previously clutched
the mattress like a patient in a dentist's chair having teeth drilled -
released the bedding and hesitantly landed on Reggie's sides. Reggie felt
her soft, white hands glide slowly around his back, embrace him and the
contractions in her silky cunt strengthen. Her legs locked around his
firm, black ass in an attempt to draw more of him inside her. He broke his
kiss momentarily to enjoy the music of her subjugation.

"Oooh, ooooh, oooooooooh, aaaah, please... I can't...please...
stop...oooooooooh...nooooooh more, ooooooooooooooooooh!" Kelly mewled.

A sinister look formed on Reggie's dark face; he thought it quite
amusing how her body and her moans clearly indicated pleasure that
contradicted her murmurs of reluctance. Now that her tight pussy was
spoiled she wasn't too good for a nigger any more, he thought. He wished
her dumb-fuck, honky husband could see his sweet, devoted, little wife
cumming like crazy on her boss' huge black pole. It served that punk ass,
whitey husband of hers right to have his young, innocent wife's pussy
usurped and ruined by a stud of superior race and masculinity.

As much as he enjoyed making Kelly experience multiple orgasms and
betray her punk-ass husband, even Reggie's amazing self-control could not
hold out indefinitely - his quickening pace signaled the approach of his
own climax. Kelly's female intuition perceived the change in her new
partner's movements, suddenly reminding her that he did not wear a condom.
Her legs released their hold on Reggie's ass less reluctantly then they had
been to initially lock around him and with equal urgency, her hands left
his back and pushed at his sides.

"Ooooooooh, ooooooooh, please....don't cum in me Mr. Johnson...ooooh,
nooooh. Take it out, oooooh, oooooooh, please, ooooooh," she cried while
attempting to maneuver her pelvis and disengage their union. Reggie played
along with her efforts, somewhat, and taunted her by allowing his long dong
to move ever further out of her cunt between thrusts. Kelly's hopes rose
with each stroke as she attempted to position her pelvis at the right
moments to expel Reggie's cock before it ejaculated. For a brief second,
only the head of the robust, black appendage remained in her.

She was close! But Reggie's cock was so large that even with just its
head inside her, it was still beyond her ability to dismount. His hefty,
black organ tantalized her by almost completely exiting only to securely
return to its deeper location over and over again, delighting her cunt in
the process. Reggie knew Kelly was trying to protect her precious little
Caucasian pussy from receiving his potent nigger spunk. The dumb, white
bitch didn't know that her sacred little twat had already accepted billions
of his sperm the preceding night and that his superior, African DNA had
been searching for her valuable white egg to claim for the black race 24
hours now.

Kelly would receive more of his nigger jism whether she wanted it or
not, Reggie thought. Kelly felt Reggie's body become tense and then
pressure in her vagina from his penis filling her with its rich, potent
semen. She had never received so much cum in her pussy before. Todd
ejaculated a very small amount in comparison.

"No, Mr. Johnson, you came in me," Kelly whined. Her attempt to break
their union faded since it now became moot anyway. She now had a nigger's
cum in her precious, white pussy. Reggie's coital movements slowed. He
rested on top of her and felt her cunt autonomously contracting around his
deflating cock as if trying to milk every last drop of sperm from it.

Reggie wanted to make sure as much of his potent seed stayed in her as
possible, and remained on top of her. When he eventually rolled off Kelly
he grabbed her by the hair as she attempted to leave the bed.

"We ain't finished yet," Reggie snarled while twisting her long red hair
in his hand and forcing her face into his crotch. "Suck my cock bitch. I
better not feel your teeth either!"

In disgust Kelly took his thick, black meat coated with a slimy
combination of their body fluids in her mouth. Fortunately, the taste was
much more tolerable than she had anticipated. As she sucked Reggie's
massive, flaccid phallus, he guided her hand to his scrotum and made her
gently hold his bulky testicles. They felt heavy with sperm and together
were bigger than her hand. Kelly noticed Reggie's cock begin to grow in
her mouth and could not believe her boss' sexual appetite. She hoped
Reggie would be satisfied after the long fuck session they just had. How
could he possibly become aroused again so soon? It seemed like Mr.
Johnson could not possibly be a normal human. Todd was done for the
evening after he had an orgasm. Were all black men this potent, she
wondered.

Soon, only the head of Reggie's cock fit in Kelly's petite mouth. She
looked so lovely holding his beefy, black shaft with both hands, milking
and licking the long, vascular rod the way he taught her. In length, his
cock surpassed the distance between her chin and forehead. Surely if he
came again, he would be through with her for the evening, Kelly mistakenly
thought. As repulsive as performing oral sex on a black man was to her, it
was still better than having his massive cock in her pussy again.

Unfortunately, the oral sex turned out to be merely foreplay for Reggie
and his cock ended up right where Kelly did not want it - back in her
pussy. This time, as the morning sunlight leaked through the curtains,
Reggie made Kelly get on top of him and impale herself on his giant, black
rod. She felt so degraded holding the mammoth schlong in her hands and
guiding it into her wet cunt while he firmly grasped her hips to ensure she
stayed on course. She stupidly let this situation happen by listening to
Todd, she thought, as Reggie's cock slid all the way up inside her again,
Reggie's hands rocking her hips to jump start her coital motion.

His huge, black hands firmly holding her smooth, white hips, Reggie had
to maneuver Kelly on his cock initially. But after a few minutes, her
sexual instincts took over and her pelvis autonomously began moving on its
own, although hesitantly at first. Reggie reached around and his fingers
gently messaged Kelly's clit.

"Oooooh," she exclaimed closing her eyes and rotating her pelvis with
more enthusiasm in reply to the added attention Reggie gave to her clit,
temporarily forgetting her betrayal to her husband. Kelly had entered a
trance like state where her entire universe centered around her pussy,
during which time Leroy quietly entered their room, on the pretense of
performing housekeeping duties, and watched unobserved by Kelly as she
fucked her boss. The scent of aroused female hung heavy in the air. Kelly
opened her eyes, shocked to see Leroy standing in front of her with a big
smile on his old black face, rubbing his crotch.

"Oh my God!" Kelly blurted in embarrassment. Jolted back to her senses
Kelly tried raising herself off Reggie's slick, black, love pole. But
Reggie grabbed hold of her hips just before she managed to get the head of
his cock out of her pussy and forced her back down.

"Oooooh," she exclaimed in reluctant pleasure as his cock slid up inside
her again. "Ooooooh, ooooh, noooo, please help me. He's r****g me," Kelly
pleaded to Leroy as her pelvis involuntarily squirmed on Reggie's cock
again.

Leroy chuckled and said, "It sure don't look that way to me, missy. You
was all over him when you checked in yesterday night; and I can see you is
cumming on top of him now."

"No, he is making me do this," Kelly cried as Reggie grabbed her
shoulders and pulled her back against his chest. He reached around to her
tit as she lay supinely on top of him, rolling her stiff, pink nipple
between his fingers, while his other hand slid down to her pussy, where his
fingers carefully resumed rubbing her clitoris.

"The only thing he's making you do is cum," Leroy laughed watching Kelly
writhe uncontrollably on Reggie's enormous cock. Leroy noticed how tightly
Kelly's labia stretched to accommodate Reggie's robust prick. Her wet,
inner lips adhered to Reggie's slick black shaft each time it pulled away.
She was a petite girl with a nicely toned body, thin waist, and firm tummy
adorned with a cute, innie belly button that bounced around from her
abdominal muscles contracting. Except for a very small tuft of shortly
tri