-Sir Peter Stone
THE MAID
By Peter Stone
There was this young girl by the name of April Coolers, at first glance she looked like just another lanky black kid, but quick glances can be deceiving. She was in fact 5 feet 7 inches tall, with a slender build, her breast were of average size, and her shoulders were petite and looked muscular as if she taught aerobics. Her waist small, her ass round and firm, she was slightly bowl-legged but her legs were also long and beautiful. Whenever she wore jeans or tight shorts, the gap between her bowl-legs, would literally give any male admirer an instant hard-on. Her unblemished skin, was the color of a copper penny, it was her facial features however, she felt were her most endearing quality. April was pretty, her dark "doe" shaped, brown bedroom eyes were both gorgeous and a seductive joy to peer into. Her nose sat straight and narrow between two perfect cheek bones, over full gorgeous lips, which encompassed a beautiful, pearly white smile. If you were see her at the beach, in a bikini, she would put you in the mind of a Tyra Banks, because their features and body types were so much alike. After being fired off a very prestigious job, for a large New York City department store she fell upon hard times. Though she wanted to return back to her mother's house with her small daughter, because of her pride and the very ugly way they parted company, two years prior, she couldn't bring herself to do so.
As April read the particular item in the "Help-Wanted" ad, her mind drifted back to the day she and her mother had their last conversation... And yeah, it went badly.
"April-Jean Cooler" her mother called out to her as the tall girl went down the stairs carrying her suitcase... "Where in Da-hell you think your going girl?" half disgusted and ready to be away from her mothers very controlling and dominating nature, she answered back. "Any where but here!"
When April turned 18 she thought her mother would ease up on her restrictions, instead April's mother had gotten worse. April couldn't go anywhere, and she could only hang out with her girl friends but for so long. Though her friends went home whenever they chose, April however had a 11:00 p.m. weekday curfew and on Saturday night, she had to be in by mid-night. Her friends started calling her "Cinderella" as a joke. April of course, didn’t think it was funny.
April had also just met a guy named "Jake" at a party one night (She had told her mother she was going to an evening church service with some friends) and she was crazy about him. April’s mother however didn't like April's choice of friends nor her choice of men. Jake was a street hustler, he was known for dealing "rock," which is Crack cocain all through the projects of Brooklyn. He drove a nice car, had plenty of "bling" or gold jewelry hanging around his broad neck and he dressed like the player he was.
All the young girls in the Projects, wanted to be on his arm, but that night, when he walked into the party, he immediately took up a conversation with April and the rest (as they say) is history. Why he was interested in April, she had no idea (neither did anyone else for that matter). Out of all the females in the neighborhood in which he has his pick, he chose her. "Why would he want her?" She would always ask him. She didn't hang-out, she didn't dress like the "hottie" she was... and she didn't put out. "Jake, why would you want to be with me?" and he would always tell her because she was a "nice-girl" that didn't hang out all night long, and someone trying to make something out of life. He had slept with just about every other female on Dekalb Street, and April was the only "Church girl" who always spoke back, but kept going about her business. She wasn't stuck-up, nor was she "out-there." Jake thought of her as a "lady."
April really felt like Cinderella, and Jake was her "thugged-out" prince charming. What April didn't know was every "street thug" worth his salt, always had at least one "good girl" in his stash. Oh yeah, he had other women around Brooklyn, like the ones he took to the all night parties that April's strict mother kept her out of, and he banged in the back of his car. The one's would give him that "freaky" kind of sex, that only cost a little bit of "talk" and a promise of some "get high" but he also better have a girl, who only "made love" and never hung out... Just in case.
Jake took April to concerts, plays, nice restaurants and brought her beautiful and elaborate gifts. He often took her to visit his mother, his sisters, his "well to do" brothers and she was always at every family cook-out and family reunion. Jake's family loved her and they always invited her to their homes for the holidays. Jake's mother would always tell him "You need to leave all those other hussies alone and just stay with April, she such a beautiful girl..." Jake didn't like to be nagged but he loved the fact that his entire family loved April, that's exactly what he needed... Just in case.
It was early Sunday morning when April came strolling into the house. Her mother was up and getting ready for church. "Where you been chile?" Her mother cooly asked. "Out with Jake" she responded as she headed back towards her bedroom. "Wait a minute" her mother snapped back... "I'm not done with you" Not missing a beat, April kept walking down the hallway answered back "I'm tired ma.. And I'm not in the mood for talk." Shocked by her daughters attitude, her mother called out "What about church? You aint going to church?" Opening her bedroom door and walking in April simply stated.. "I told you I was tired." and closed the door in her mothers face.
April bedroom door stayed closed for all of 15 seconds before her mother came bursting through it. "Who the hell do you think you talking to? Bad enough you stay out all night doing God only knows what, with that.. That.. Hoodlum..." April cut in; "His name is Jake ma... Jake!" Her mother ignored her "...Then when you do come in, you get smart with me and says you ain't going to church... Have you lost your mind? I told you what time you are to be in this house... If you can't abide by my rules, then you can get the hell out it!" More hurt than shocked by her mother's words April fired back "Well I'm tired of always having to be in the house by a certain time like I'm some young kid... I'm 18 and I can do what I feel and if I can't do it here, then I will leave." April picked up her phone and dialed Jake's cell. "Jake I can't handle this anymore... can you come pick me up?... I think it's time for me to get my own place... Thank you babe."
April's mother sceamed! "Don't come back when that nigger winds up in jail... Don't come back!!" April responded "Don't worry I won't... I won't EVER be back. At least not to live with you." Jake kept April satisfied and happy, he took care of all her needs... Just in case.
It was after April had moved out, she found out what "just in case" meant. At first everything was beautiful. April's life was like a story book. Due to her "model like" appearance, and a damn good eye for "attention to detail" she had landed a well paying job in a major department store, as Senior Buyer for their line of women clothes. Jake on the other hand was making big money hand over fist "slinging rock" in almost, every major Project Development in New York City. They lived in a beautiful high rise apartment over looking the river and they would throw party's almost every weekend and have cook-outs at least once a month. She and Jake would travel to different cities up and down the east coast and he even brought a small boat so they could do some "boating" down in Ocean City. April wasn't crazy about the hours Jake kept at night and sometimes she even suspected he might have "another woman" on the side, (which he didn't... He had other WOMEN on the side) but Jake would convince her that he was only out doing "business" and she was his only love. The money was flowing like water and April was in love.
Soon she became pregnant and gave birth to a baby girl. Jake went all out and brought all kinds of toys and fine baby wear, he then turned their guest room into a beautiful nursery. At night April would walk through their beautiful home and say to herself "Life is good and momma was wrong... So wrong" Everything was good and all was right in the universe.
Until the night Jake got busted...
The night Jake got busted, April's world turned inside out. She remembers that night because she was laying in the bed with her baby girl, when her front door was suddenly kicked in by the police. Everything that happened that night was a whirlwind of jumbled sights and sounds. First she remembers hearing loud crash and she woke up startled to rough hands pulling at her blanket and multiple flashlight beams in her face. She remembers feeling a gun next to her head and some man screaming for her not move. More men entered the room and began tearing everything apart. She instinctively reached down for her crying baby, when a blow landed against her head and more yelling... "I SAID DON'T FUCKIN MOVE..." Ignoring the pain and the angry voice, she grabbed her daughter and huddled back into the corner, where the bed meets the wall.
Suddenly the bedroom lights came on, and she felt herself being caught up in a wave of total chaos as she and her daughter were pulled violently from the bed. She felt herself being dragged to her feet, and the thin blanket she had wrapped around her half naked body and her baby, was now being jerked. April held on to the flimsy material for dear life as the figure pressed the gun to her head, and demanded she let the blanket go. April ignored the voice, closed her eyes and screamed at the top of her lungs... "PLEASE... PLEASE.. SOMEONE HELPP MEEE..." Suddenly the figure with the gun was violently pushed away from her, and he fell over the bed to the floor. Another figure, more feminine... softly cradled April's crying form and held onto April's screaming baby. The female figure asked her if she was alright, she told April if she wanted to, she could press "Police brutality" charges or "sexual harassment" against the other officer. She then asked her if any guns or drugs were in the house. There were no drugs in the house (April wouldn't have that) but she knew Jake kept a gun wrapped in plastic, in the bathroom inside the toilet bowl, water tank reservoir.
She weakly pointed to the bathroom and in one fluid motion, all the dark figures swarmed into it. They emerged with Jake's gun and April remembers the last question from the female police officer. "Ms. Coolers, this question is very important so listen to me closely... Is this your gun?" April nodded no, and after the female officer once again apologized for her "perverted" partner’s actions and informed April she could press charges, just as quick as they came in... They were gone. Leaving a shaken April all alone with her crying baby daughter and their fine house in total ruin. "Jake will fix this" she thought "Jake fixes everything...". A little after nine a.m. she was still trying to clean up the house, when the phone rang. She picked up the receiver and nervously said hello. "April.." It was Jake’s voice and her heart skipped a beat. "Jake?... O’migod... Jake... where are you... They broke into the house... T-they smash e-everything..." Jake interrupted the still shaking girl "April... Shut the fuck up for a moment.... I know all about the raid... They grabbed me last night." Fearfully April asked the question she dreaded.. "Jake where are you?" Jake coldly responded "In jail bitch... Where the fuck do you think I am?.. Fucking Kansas?" April jumped at his tone, he had never spoke to her like that before, though the words stung, especially after all she and her daughter had been through, she said nothing she knew he must really need her right now.
"First of all April... Why the fuck did you tell them I had a gun?" Stunned, April responded "I-I-I didn’t know... T-they ask..." She starts to cry "Jake, they had guns on me and the baby..." Jake grew quiet. He knew April knew nothing of the streets or how to act in a situation like that. He imagined her shock when the police came busting in her door. Now it was time to play his trump card. "O.k.,.. O.k., calm down... Look, April, you got to get me out of here. My bail is set at 300K and I should have more than that in the closet.
"Jake they took everything... " April said hesitantly. "Shit.." Once again the line grew quiet. "O.K., check this out... Go to the Police station and tell them, the money was yours, because they cant prove where the money came from, and you do have a good job. They'll have to give it back, then try to get me out on Bail and we'll work out the rest when I get home." April listened intently, she had never done anything like this before, and she was scared shitless. "Jake... I'm not s-sure.. I-I can do this... Can't you call your brother?" This time, Jake's answer and his tone scared her more than her mission... "What?... Call my brother? Bitch, have you lost your fucking mind? You better do, what I just told you... Why the fuck do you think I've been protecting you?... Keeping you clean... Keeping shit away from you.. Just in case something like this would happen, I'd have a someone outside I can trust! So don't fuck with me, ya hear?" April started to cry again, then Jake's voice went softer. "Look April, I know this shit seems scary but you can do it... I sorry for yelling at you, but I need to get the fuck out of here... Listen closely this is what I want you to do...."
April went to the Police Station and got the money they took. She then went to the court house to post bail, she found out that Jake's bail was being revoke for some reason and he would have to stay in jail. Jake told April to get a lawyer, and April hired one of the best. No problem, she had a great job and made more than enough money. Then her job found out about the big bust in Brooklyn and her name was mentioned in the Newspaper. The department store couldn't afford to have their name tarnished by the wife of a "Drug dealer" employed as their main buyer, so she was given a nice severance check and let go. After a while, the severance pay and her savings were gone. Gone trying to maintain a home and pay the expensive Attorney fees. She sold all of Jake's jewelry and soon that money was gone. She was approved for a sizable loan and then that was gone... More legal fees, Jake's court cost and his fines. Next, the baby's future college money was spent... April cried all that night. Jake's lawyer told her not to worry, and Jake repeated the same message. The reason they revoked his bail was because it seems the gun they found in the house, Jake's gun.. Had been used in an armed robbery and murder of another rival drug lord.
April didn’t worry. The lawyer who had their money was confident... Jake was confident... The jury however, was not so confident he was innocent. What they were confident of was that Jake was one of the biggest drug lords in the city and found him guilty. The judge called Jake a menace, he said Jake was a predator who prayed on the weak. The judge called Jake cruel and inhumane and Jake had better thank God, that this was his first arrest. Jake's lawyer told April, not to worry because Jake had no "priors," he had never been arrested before. Still, on the day of sentencing, the judge stated he had to make an example out of Jake for the future of the city, the state of New York, and the country. (April shuddered, whenever someone of authority uses the words "The country" it normally meant nothing good would come out of it) He would send a "message" to all the future "Crack" dealers ("Uh-oh.." April shuddered again, "Now they want to send a message.."). But Jake and his Attorney still wasn't worried, the judge had a reputation on being "easy" on first offenders. What they didn't know was the judge, found out last week, that his favorite niece went from being a "straight A" student in college, to a prostitute on the street, strung out on "crack..."
The judge gave Jake twenty-five years to life, with possible parole after fifteen. April fainted....
That was a year ago, April now 19 years old needed a job to maintain her household. She had more bills than unemployment could pay... She had an eviction notice taped on her door, the Attorney was still sending her bills for all the appeals, he was putting in, (The lawyer said the harsh sentence was illegal for a first time offender) the loans she took out were late, and no reputable clothing business would touch the "drug kings" wife. Looking through the Newspapers, she found this ad in the help wanted section;
"Wanted; House keeper, no experience needed, must be between the ages of 18 and 25 years, salary negotiable, good benefits. If interested contact Dan Roland 555-8192"....
Maybe things are turning around she thought.
When she first met Dan, she felt physically intimidated, he was a large bald headed white male, who looked as if he weighed at least 300 pounds. His large hand completely enveloped her much smaller hand, and he towered about six feet five inches or better. Even under his expensive Italian cut suit, she could tell he not only built like a mack truck, but also overweight. April loved big men (Jake was big) but fat men were a turned off. She imagined the size of his obese stomach, and this made her shiver in total disgust. (God, she hated fat men) He also had a thick neck that disappeared into very large shoulders, at one time she could tell, he was in good if not great shape, but now, he was just a very big, overweight man, who hands felt oddly moist and who slightly wheezed when he walked a little too far. ("Oh gross") April thought as she imagined him stark naked. Then she imagined his poor wife having to sleep with someone as enormous as "Fat Dan," (the name she dubbed him, whenever she joked about him with her friends) and she shivered again in revulsion. All the while beaming at him, with her most picture-perfect professional smile, hoping he couldn't sense her humor or her nauseating disgust of his physique.
His head was clean shaven and shiny like glass, she always wondered what it was bald men put on their scalp, to give it that kind of glow. His large head had no facial hair on it at all, except for a rather odd looking mustache and goatee. Maybe he grew it to look more dignified among his rich friends, or maybe he grew it to balance out his otherwise bald face or maybe he grew it to compensate for being bald. For whatever reason he grew it, April didn’t like it. She felt it only made his large bald face, look more ominous than it was. His smile was big, wide and disarming, his mouth full of large, expensively white, perfectly capped teeth. Though he smiled was bright, his jokes funny, and though he was totally a gentlemen, as well as quite charming. His voice was a deep baritone, and behind his eyes dark, there was something... a secret maybe.
April didn't want to know the secret, whatever it was it was none of her business... She was here for a job that she really needed, "rich white folks, have all kinds of dirty secrets" her mother would say. April on the other hand felt "All rich people have secrets... white or black... The richer the person, the dirtier the secret." Again, it was none of her business, all she wanted was the job.
He introduced her to his brothers who were also charming and perfect gentlemen, and then she was introduced to "Mr. Money-bags" himself, their elderly grandfather. The owner of the business, the controller of the cash flow and the sole resident of the fine Mansion, in which she would keep clean. All of the brothers were sweet, they smiled and talk constantly about their wives and children and the fine homes they lived in. The grandfather however was different. He didn't talk much and was bound to a wheel chair. Over his face was an oxygen mask, that he constantly wheezed into. He seemed very frail and very, very old, when his thin, wrinkled, trembling, hand reached out to shake hers, it was almost like shaking the hand of a skeleton. It felt bony, cold and clammy. It was also covered in aged "liver spots" this grossed her out more than the "Fat Dan" did.
April wasn't too comfortable around the frail, old man, plus she didn't like the way he stared at her... Like he was looking with "starving" eyes and she was the main course. His old glassy eyes ran lewdly up and down her dark body, she felt naked beneath his withered gaze, she nervously shuddered and instinctively pulled her jacket closed.
The old man made her feel cheap and exposed... Open... but his lust was also confined to a wheel chair, he was also on oxygen and he was also old as hell. He would be no threat to her... He could barely catch his breath, barely get out of his chair... let alone get an erection. The men told her, that her job was to keep the rather large, rather empty mansion dusted and clean. After checking with the grandfather, they offered her a sizable salary. They also told her that the old man would be the only occupant at the house (April almost thought she saw the old smile underneath his plastic oxygen mask) but he lives most of the time in his own private room, with a 24 hour nurse so you will barely interact with him, and on those few occasions, basically just dust around him. She was also told not to worry about a uniform, "we will have one made, especially for you". Now April was sure she saw a smile on the old man's face. "Like he could do anything.." She chuckled to herself "Hell, a truck load of Viagra, and his ding-dong tied to a stick, wouldn't be able to keep the old man's withered little thing up." as she smiled she thought to herself, "Shit, when I want a raise I may just flash him a glimpse of black skin, that should do the trick. Though I might give him a freakin heart attack." She had to restrained herself to keep from busting into laughter as she accepted the new job.
"Yes, things are finally starting to turn around" she thought.
She awoke Monday morning, eagerly ready to start her new job. She jumped in the shower and proceeded to take a hot shower. She lathered her dark body and lightly moaned to herself as her hands washed over her hairy snatch. As soapy brown fingers played over a soapy brown clit, the other hand squeezed on her breast and ran a wet palm over dark, hard nipples. Her heated passion grew, she cursed Jake for getting busted and leaving her this way. Jake had been locked up for a little over a year and April was horny as hell. She had promised Jake, she would wait for him (Jake knew she would. Naive women like April always waited for their man, another woman would be fucking someone else that same night, after hearing his 25 year to life prison sentence... But not April, she would wait for the only man she had ever slept with, the man who busted her cherry). She said she would wait for him... She said nothing about masturbation.
Her breathing increased as she pinched a nipple and flick it with her finger tips. She imagined it was Jake's hot tongue caressing her flesh and when she pinched, it was his teeth, that bit softly into her flesh... Her hand sped up as she stroked her now cunt, her breath now coming fast and it short gasp. Soon her slim shoulders shook and trembled, as her black sexy body exploded in an orgasm. She finished her shower, cut off the water and reached for the baby oil. While her body was still soaking wet, she covered her soft brown skin in a rich coat of oil, grabbed her towel and dried off, her morning ritual of a hot shower, masturbation and then rubbing baby oil over her wet body always invigorated her, the baby-oil gave her dark, sensuous skin soft and shiny. She returned to her bedroom, opened her closet and prepared to find something professional to wear. That's when April remembered what Dan had told her, "we'll have a uniform made especially for you.". So instead, she put on a pair of skin tight, designer hip hugging jeans and a half cut Tee-shirt with the words "Black And Beautiful" attractively embroidered on the front.
When her train arrived at the station in Upstate New York, she looked out the window and saw a black limousine parked at its entrance. As she was leaving the train station, a tall chauffeur opened the rear door of the limo and stood patiently as she looked from side to side as if to say "for me?" She nervously walked up to the driver, and before she could open her mouth, the chauffeur cut in... "Good morning Ms. April, the master instructed me to be here every morning to insure you some proper transportation to the house for as long as you are employed in his services. He also instructed me to inquire if you have already eaten?" impressed and in partial shock, she stuttered out the words "O-o.k... Uhhmmm..N-n-no" From the station, she was taken for a light breakfast and then out to the house. They arrived at the large mansion, shortly after dawn, April stared out the limo window with her mouth open as the sleek black automobile traveled up the paved cobblestone driveway. "The house" as everyone kept referring to it as, was actually a very large mansion, there had to be at least 10 to 15 bedrooms and God knows how many bath and bathrooms.
April looked at the enormous structure and then realized why her pay was so damn good. It would take her a week to clean and dust the first floor alone, and then another week to clean the second floor, by the third week, she should be up on the top level and finished in time, to start all over! God, was that house big...
She came into the magnificent house and the chauffeur showed her to the Maid's quarters. As she stepped into the "servants" lavish bodice, she saw her uniform hanging on a large mirror. She grabbed the uniform and eyed it over and over... Then she hung it back up. She sat down in a cushioned chair and lit up a cigarette. April stared at the uniform, she thought to herself, that there must be some mistake... or someone's cruel idea of a joke. The uniform (if you could call it that) looked like a french maid slut-costume from the catalog of "Fredericks of Hollywood". It was scant, tight and skimpy, the top blouse buttoned all the way up to the collar and stopped below the chin, it had a revealing circular opening in the at the collar bone, which showed off too much cleavage and too much stomach. The dress (if you could call it that) was frilly and short... Very, very short. Hanging across the clothe hanger also hung a pair of black fish-net stockings, and on the floor were a pair of black stiletto, high heel shoes. "How in the hell am I to dusk and clean in those." Something was wrong, and April could feel it. Every instinct she had was telling her to have the driver take her back to the train station, but with an eviction notice on the door, an empty refrigerator, over due bills and a shut off notice for both gas and electric utilities, April decided, she needed the money more than she needed her pride.
She asked herself "What would Jake want her to do?" and the money was good, very good... If all she had to do was dress like a french hooker and clean this house, then dammit with all the money she owed out, she would do it. She sighed and reach down to pull off her Tee shirt, then an eerie "your being watched" feeling crept through her and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. She turned around and looked at the large mirror and thought for a minute. She pulled her Tee-shirt down, picked up the skimpy uniform and went into the bathroom to change. "No need to take any chances... rich folks have secrets... the richer the person, the weirder the secret."
She came out of the bathroom looking like a black, exotic, french Nubian brothel-trained handmaid. The uniform she wore made her slim body look absolutely delicious. She stood in front of the large mirror and inspected herself. The neck of the blouse buttoned all the way up her lovely neck and the opening at the collar bone, showed a good amount of her cleavage and just above her stomach. The bra provided was a smaller size than she usually wore, which made her breast look bigger as they were pushed up and they had a sensual sheen from the baby-oil. She found the uniform tight and constricting but she loved how sexy it made her look. The dress (if you could call it that) was tight enough at the waist to hold up by itself, but it was accented with a nice leather belt. The skirt frilled out, like a semi opened umbrella with a small split at the back hem. It was cut almost too high above her thigh, and wearing the tiny skirt made afraid to bend over in fear that she would expose her rear end to any person in eye shot, she blushed and prayed that the chauffeur nor one of the sons would catch her in it.
The fishnet stockings made her long "bowl-legs" look even more sexier, she promised herself she would buy one of these outfits for when Jake got out of prison, what a home coming that would be! Though it was "slutish" the outfit made her feel sexy, she even got a little sexually flushed just looking at herself in the mirror. She thought of so many sexual positions she could do in an outfit like this and once again she cursed Jake for getting busted. She calmed herself down, took a deep breath, then said to her reflection "Lets get to work" and then left the room. Once back into the main area, she found her cleaning gear. It was a feather duster, a water sprayer and a cloth wiper. April began her work.
Each room was as beautiful as the last, each room also had a security camera in it. It seems there were cameras all over the house. At one room, she saw a spot on the rug and she stoop down to clean it. She stood back up to rest a spell, then forgetting her outfit bent over to resume her cleaning. Suddenly she heard the faint whirling and clicking of electronic gears and a camera lens, turning as if trying to focus in. She abruptly stood up, and turned around only to find the security camera pointed in her direction, from then on, April promised herself she would be more careful. At five oclock, she went back to the Maid's bodice, changed and went home. She was whipped. She never knew just dusting and wiping could be so hard, especially when wearing hooker high heels and trying hard not bend over in front of a camera. The next morning she awoke, went through her daily ritual of self pleasure as she washed, dressed, dropped her daughter off at the baby sitters and prepared to catch her train and head to work.
This she did for five days. On the six day, she came to a large cathedral type, living room. In the middle of the vast ceiling was a magnificent crystal chandelier and the walls were decorated with fine pieces of art, and the room was decorated with large beautiful black leather furniture. Today, she brought along her Apple Ipod and hummed to Hip-hop beats as she dusted and wiped down the furniture. Lost in music, She came to the largest couch which sat almost in the middle of the room, it had to be about 40 feet long and the most beautiful piece of furniture she had ever seen. The feel of the black leather was soft to the touch and plush, two large expensive leather pillows laid on each end, which set the couch off perfectly. She began to wipe down the back of the couch, starting at the bottom and slowly moving up to the top. Lost in music and unthinking she bent over the back of leather couch and began to wipe off the cushion seats.
The camera in the far corner began to slowly turn, as it's electronic eye fell upon her dark slim body, almost silently the lens began to turn and focus in on it's intended target. Inside a large hidden room April's long legs filled the screen. An old withered hand kept a death grip on a joy-stick and then pushed it forward. The camera very slowly began it's climb up her fish-net clad bowl legs, and on to her ass. If not for her Ipod, she might have heard the soft clicking of the camera gears as it moved, if not for her music, she may have even sensed she was being watched but oblivious to her surroundings, the camera took advantage of her ignorance and fixed itself upon her rump. There it stayed until April bent over further to get to the upper part of the seat cushion. As she bent over, her skirt traveled up revealing her brown, round ass. In the hidden room, the camera zoomed again, and her luscious dark tail filled the screen. Her round pear-shaped ass moved seductively as her brown cheeks slid erotically against each other. Earlier that morning, while running a little late, she had forgotten to bring her white cotton "Bloomers" she always wore under her short, micro-mini skirt. Instead, she wore her fine, red silk thong panties and as her tall, lean body laid over the top of the couch, she inadvertently exposed all of her ebony back side to her hidden voyeur.
Her dark brown skin looked soft and inviting to the hidden leering pervert, it glowed seductively from the baby oil, and the fishnets stocking caressed and highlighted her soft skin. The red thong strap ran down and tucked itself neatly between her dark butt cheeks and any man watching, would be tempted to slide his greedy hands over her round little ass and insert an anxious finger, between the fold of her butt-cheeks, just for the joy to be able to pull the thin strap free. April bent further over, and her ass-cheeks spread open just a bit, her Ipod started in, with her favorite song and her long body began to bounce in place as it laid across the top of the couch. Caught up in the music her ass muscles began to bump and grind, as her hips began to gyrate. Firm "glute" muscles contracted and bulged to each and every beat, and in the hidden room, an ancient heart sped up and old lungs wheezed and rapidly sucked in more oxygen. "Are you ready sir?" A female voice inquired. Gulping in vast amounts of "canned" air, an old, creaky voice replied "Y-yes... c-call upstairs..."
Lost in her tunes April had no clue to what was going on behind her. A large shadow stole quietly into the room and despite it’s vast size, the shadow moved swiftly, making almost no sound at all. Behind the shadow was the sound of a quiet motor, starting then stopping, then starting again. Whatever was going through April's mind as the silent intruders moved in and around her is unknown, whatever it was, it kept her senses occupied as she hummed and moved down to the far end of the couch. As she got to the end, something... Some sense of foreboding... some urge that would not be denied by the loud music, screamed at her to look to her right and when she did, she came face to face with a grinning "fat Dan"standing as naked as the day his body was born. April nearly jumped out of her skin at the sudden sight of the large man and she wondered how a man his size could have snuck up on her without her seeing him. When it dawned on her shocked mind, that this same big man was standing to the right of her without a stitch of clothes, her heart froze in her chest. Not just because of his nudity, but what scared her more was the wild lustful-look in his eyes and the evil grimacing smile on his face.
For a moment it seemed all of time stood still. A shocked April bent over the back of the couch, with her ass in the air, her arms outstretched cleaning the sofa seat, now frozen with her mouth open, staring at her bald headed naked boss. He stood before her, as he would in her worst nightmares. Large and fearsome, with muscles taut with sweat running off his shiny head. Eyes wide with a crazed look on his face and emitting a deep, scary baritone laugh, directed at her. His chest broad and hairy and the thing she hated the most, his large, fat, nasty stomach heaving up and down with each bellowing out burst. His cock hung limply between his legs but still it intimidated April. She had heard that fat men had small "things" but fat Dan's didn't fit the stereotype. Though his cock lay flaccid between his big legs, it looked thick, heavy and meaty. April was not going to see what it would look like when erected. The time lapse held for about a split second, then quick as a flash April tried to stand up, and get as far away from the room and the house. She didn't know what was on the large fat man's mind, but she sure as hell wasn't going to stick around and find out. Belying his great size, fast as a snake he grabbed her slender arm and pulled her back down. The force pulled April's entire body over the back of the couch and spilling her onto the plush cushioned seat.
As fast as she tumbled over the back of the couch to the seat, a screaming April was up on all fours jerking her arm and trying to pull free "Let me go Dan... Get off the fuck off me..." Fat Dan just let out a deep baritone laugh and then quick as a serpent he grabbed her other arm. April almost losing her balance now pulled and screamed out on the top of her lungs "SOMEBODY... HELLLLPPPP MEEE... " Hoping to attract the driver or the nurse, but whether someone was home or not, no one came to her aid. Fat Dan jerked on her slim arms and April fell face forwards down on the couch, then Dan grabbed one of the big pillows on the end of the couch and threw it over her head back towards her feet. Suddenly, he crossed his left arm over his right and twisted, April let out a cry as her body followed Fat Dan's movement, soon April was laying on her back kicking and screaming.
April fought with all of her might trying to get off her back and pull away from her large attacker. She began to turn her body towards the edge of the sofa, when two new hands gripped her legs and held her in place. Still struggling, she felt the two hands creeping up her legs, caressing her body and drinking in her oily softness, the hands moved over her knees and then swiftly glided themselves in between her struggling legs, instinctively she clamped her leg closed and screamed out "NO...NO..." but the hands would not be refused, the hands gripped her slender legs and savagely pulled them apart, April let out a yelp of pain and the hands continued on with their lewd mission. With one leg restrained by a powerful hand she felt the other hand fondle and massage between her thighs and then the hand reached her crouch. With her free leg, April kick the arm of her molester, then a sharp pain emitted from her restrained leg as powerful fingers dug into her flesh. Fat Dan joined in by applying crushing pressure to her slim arms cutting off their circulation. Again April let out a cry of pain... "Keep still maid" came Dan's baritone voice. "Keep still and the examination will soon be over." She felt another hand, a stronger one, grab her free leg and pull it over the edge of the sofa, and hold it in place.
"Examination? What was he talking about? What kind of examination? "What are you doing to me? What do you want? Get off me and let me go!! April yelled at her attackers trying to sound more braver than she felt. She then felt the hand encompass and stroke her covered pussy, as the methodical fingers explored their new area, they found what they were looking for and she felt a finger press against the fish net stockings and silk thong material and slowly massage up and down, between the ebon lips of her cunt. The other fingers straddled the thick lips of her vulva, and moved up and down in sync with the degenerate middle finger. It continued its slow rubbing over the tight opening, as it moved from her clit area and traveled down, Pressing between the lips of her cunt, it continued going down, only to stop over her the opening of her anus. The middle finger traveled back up and purposely massaged the soft fleshy spot between ass and the cunt, sending a wave of sensation through April's lower torso, April involuntarily quivered and tried pulling back away from the aberrant finger. The finger trveled up again softly massaged her clit, then traveled back down and rested against the small opening of her ass and pressed against it, as if trying to probe her tight hole through the material.
April then heard a cold monotone female voice give a perverted report as a medical doctor would report on the condition of one of his patients..
"Her virgina.. tight, even after child birth.... Probable cause celibacy... The lips of the labia... The way you like them sirs... large and full, a possible credit to her African ethnicity... The anus... never penetrated... still virginal." Flat on her back, with her arms painfully stretched over her head and held by Fat Dan, April achingly pulled her head up, only to see her last vestige of hope fall away. Between her legs was the arm of the grandfathers nurse, who was examining her crouch, like some cold warped "back room" gynecologist. The nurse had one of her legs restrained over the top of the couch and her other leg was being healed over the edge of the sofa by the Chauffeur. In hapless anger and frustration April screamed at the nurse. "White lesbian bitch... get the fuck off me..." The nurse's face turned flush and in response to April's cutting remark, the hand covering her pussy, applied pressure then began to vigorously rub up and down between the lips of poor April's vulva and atop her clit, sending an electric jolt of sensation through April's struggling form.
Her body gave off a quick, vicious, unintended shudder, as nerve endings fired off in response to the nurses manipulations, and the stimuli of arousal coursed through her body. "Y-you.. F-fuckin.. Lezbo...c- cow..." April weakly uttered. "I'll get you for that.." The nurse smiled triumphantly at April and replied "Skinny nigger-bitch, I know your black body as well as you do..."
The nurse looked up at Fat Dan, smiled again and then informed him of her latest findings. "Also sirs... She's highly sensitive to physical pseudo-sexual manipulations. Probable cause, celibacy and daily masturbation." In back of the nurse, a shadowy hand patted her fat rear in warm approval. "Good" Fat Dan said also, "Very good... Now lets prepare her". Fat Dan's body shifted as he leaned forward, the sudden weight on April's arms made them twinge with pain. He then lifted one of his large ham-like legs and brought it over the arm of the sofa and rested his knee on one arm. April gritted her teeth and closed her eyes as the heavy weight pressed her arm into the plush couch. Fat Dan then lifted his other leg and placed it atop her other arm. April's arms were now pinned under both of his legs, if not for the plushness of the couch, his great weight would have crushed her slim wrist. April opened her eyes only to be face to face with Fat Dan's nut-sack hanging about four inches above her head, his fat meaty cock, hung down in front just over her nose. "Gimme her legs" He said, the Chauffeur responded first, he brought her leg up from hanging over the edge of the couch, and pulled the slender leg back towards her head, until it was within Fat Dan's reach.
As Fat Dan reached out to grab April's leg the pink head of his cock brushed lightly against April's face, nauseated she quickly turned her head. Fat Dan looked down and laughed at her reaction to his meat, he grabbed his flaccid tool in his other hand and stuck it in her ear. April let out a sickening groan as she felt smooth meaty head go into her ear and tickle inside. "Can you hear it black girl? It says it wants to fuck you... HAH HA HA HA..." Letting out a deep bellowing laugh, he motioned to the nurse. The nurse took her other leg, that she was restraining over the back of the sofa and handed it to Fat Dan. The Fat bad man pulled both legs back towards him until April's ass was lifted off the sofa. The nurse reached under April's skirt and began to pull the fish net stockings down. "NO..." Fat Dan yelled out.
"Leave them alone... I take them off... I tear the bottoms.. Only me!" Stunned, the nurse responded "But what about..." Dan interrupted "I SAID NO... I GET THE BOTTOMS... THE STOCKINGS ARE MINE TO TOUCH... HE GETS THE TOP.. The nurse shook her head in obedience and tore a small hole in the crouch area of the fish-nets. Once again, April began to vainly struggle as the nurse then pulled her panties to the side, revealing April's very hairy snatch. Her boyfriend Jake had a "thing" for hairy pussy, and he begged her to let it grow. He would get turned on by the amount of hair that grew on April's bush and it's texture, and enjoyed burying his face in her hairiness as he lapped on her juices. April didn't like it and was turned off by it, but it made Jake happy so it stayed. Because she was so sensitive to having so much hair between her legs, she took meticulous care to insure her hairy bush was always clean and fresh, and she kept the thick hair soft and shiny with fragrant oils.
April's pubic area was covered in black, shiny, hairs. The strands were not thick and tightly rolled up making her bush look dry and "kinky". Her pubic hairs were soft, lightly curled and they shined from the sweet smelling coconut oil she rubbed into the hairs each morning. The pubic hair totally enveloped her cunt and traveled up to almost touch her stomach, impressed with the sight of the lush, shiny of hair all over April's lower torso, the nurse lovingly, slowly ran her long white fingers through the black hairy patch, and wallow in in the feel of their clean richness. When the nurse found what she was looking for and gently moved the curly hairs away from it.
From the gentle caresses on her body, April first thought that the nurse was about to perform some sort of lesbian-rape oral sex thing on her, then suddenly the nurse stood up and stepped away. She walked around the couch to a small silver table, picked something up and returned back to April. Now standing besides Fat Dan, April could see the nurse was carrying a syringe. April gasped as the nurse put the syringe in the air and pushed the stopper bottom until some of the liquid squirted from the needles sharp tip. The nurse looked down on April's frightened face and smiled. "Don't worry nigger... this isn't for you. God, I'd love to take your body wearing my strap on.." The nurse then walked around the back of the couch and down to the other end. April heard the motor-sound of some sort of small vehicle and wondered what was next, when it dawned on her that the sound was a "motorized" wheel chair, her heart froze. She strained her neck to see the elderly grand father come riding out from the darkness wearing an expensive "Hugh Hefner type silk rope.
"Y-yes... yes... This is good." Said the old man has he rode down the length of the large couch, his chair turned and as he rode back down to the other end, his ancient ramblings went on. "I-I've been watching you... W-watching you close... I love your long bowl-leggs." He stopped and ran his clammy hands over her smooth dark thigh. "Yes.. I love the texture of her skin... So soft... S-so dark... We've never taken a black woman... I want to taste her." He rode to the end of the sofa and then stopped. The shaky old man took off his needed oxygen mask, and the Chauffeur helped the old creaky body to it's feet. The Chauffeur took the old man's robe off, and the sight of his old, withered body sickened April to her stomach. His chest was small and sunk in with man breast hanging. His rib cage was visible and his chest strained up and down to take in air. His legs were spindly and shaky, barely holding up the old frail form, his skin looked an odd bloodless white, with weak looking blue veins showing through it surface and his skin was also covered in aged liver spots. Between his aged legs, was a penis barely visible, also old and also withered. April wanted to gag, to throw up at the abominable sight, but she was afraid that Fat balded Dan would only laugh at her, and leave her to lay in her own filth.
Fat Dan was sweating profusely now, water poured off his bald head and down the sides of his face to puddle in his hairy goatee. He was still holding April's legs in the air and had her arms pinned under his weight. As the Chauffeur helped the old man over the arm of the plush sofa, and onto his creaky knees. Fat Dan pulled April's legs further apart, now the old man was on his knees, with the Chauffeur holding onto one of his arms and the other gripping the back of the sofa. The Chauffeur helped the old man lay between April's legs and she squealed out her protest at the feel of the skeletal dry frame against her skin, as the old sighed in pleasure at the feel of her dark, soft vibrant body. The old man looked down on April and licked his wrinkled lips, April closed her eyes the aged horrid sight until she felt the painful squeeze of Fat Dan strong hands. "Open those eyes darky... We want you to see and watch everything." April reluctantly opened her eyes and looked back into the old man's face. The old man brought his hands up, and grabbed the collar of April's uniform, "I love this part..." He said, his shaky hands gripped the material and ripped her shirt open.
April let out a cry as her blouse tore open and her black titties bounced free. She watch the old man horrified, as he stared down on her dark areolas and thick nipples. He also stared at the very thin patch of fine hair between her bosom. His smile grew wide revealing a toothless grin and a old shriveled tongue, salvia built up in his mouth and a strand of spittle ran off his bottom lip and landed on April's skin, the young girl gagged as she felt the spittle land on her flesh. He looked up to April's face and moved his old head in. Instinctively, she shut her eyes and turned away her head. Fat Dan then squeezed tightly, painfully on her ankles and pressed his huge weight down on her arms, April cried out. "Uh-Uh-Uhhh, keep your face still, my grand dad wants a kiss... and black bitch, you better not bite!" April turned her head around but kept her eyes closed. She felt his cold clammy lips press against hers, then she felt the insistent probing as his tongue tried to gain entry to her mouth. "Oh God no" April thought, I won't let him do this, then the painful reminder of Fat Dan's crushing hands made her open her mouth. His old tongue quickly went into her mouth and filled it with it's nastiness. It tasted foul and felt geriatric the withered tongue explored her oral cavity and washed itself over her own. "Oh god, oh god, oh god" April kept repeating to herself as she felt the old man's tongue assault hers, running and wrapping its withered, slimy self around, and over her tongue.
The spit spilling into her mouth tasted as old and as rancid as he looked, she felt the tongue leave from her mouth, leaving a trail of his spit as his toothless mouth grabbed on her lower lip. He suck on it's fullness and then returned his tongue into her mouth, he then left her mouth and went on to her neck. She felt the perverse mouth cover her chin in spit and then move down to her throat, it made it's way over her collar bone, and down to the fine patch of hair between her tits. She felt the licking and sucking of his foul mouth as he lapped on her softness, he sucked on the fine patch of hair, and "dribbled" spit from his toothless mouth as his aged, evil tongue spread the nasty spittle all over her chest. A withered mouth moved across and then down, covering her brown aureolas and "suckling" her dark nipples. Like some old warp baby he sucked so hard it was almost painful. His mad tongue ran itself over her nipple and his wet mouth "dribbled" more salvia until spit ran down the sides of her tit and under her arms. April twinged as she felt his toothless gums, bite in her nipple and soon it began to harden under the wet, sucking barrage.
April felt her nipple harden and cursed her body for it's reaction, her tit was only doing what comes natural, which was to respond to wet sucking pressure, as a mothers breast responds to the sucking pressure of her new born. The grand father felt the nipple harden up under his toothless mouth and then let out a evil giggle as if showing April, despite her complete reluctance and total nausea, he could make her body respond to his constant ancient treatment, as he made the "stock-market" respond to his constant manipulations when he was young. Feeling the flesh harden and stand erect in his mouth, made him suck even harder. April tried to block her mind from the biting and pulling stimulation, and also block the loud, wet, sucking sounds that was coming from the old man's nasty mouth. Soon electric needles of pleasure stabbed at her tit and she screamed her defiance at the old and begged him to stop. He did stop, only to move over to the other breast, where he resumed his raw, sinful licking and sucking. April began to cry as she felt her other tit respond under his treatment, tears of frustration poured from her beautiful brown eyes and rolled down the sides of her face to her ears, she could feel his old body riding pitifully between her legs, as it grinded itself against her hairy snatch.
His degenerate mind may have wanted to fuck her but his old, withered cock could not, it lay shriveled and limp as he pressed it against her tight cunt. After some time, she felt the old man leave her sore, harden nipples and move down to her stomach, he left a trail of his rancid spit down her body as his tongue moved into her navel, she felt the nasty wiggling wetness fill her navel cavity and the persistent sucking of his mouth. He then kept going down until his mouth came in contact with her silky bush. He opened his mouth and brought her hairiness into his mouth. He pulled the coconut flavored strands into his mouth and ran his tongue through her black curls. He licked down and between her inner hairy thighs, and then brought his tongue up to the full, fat lips of her cunt, his aged mouth grabbed her vulva and began to suck and pull at the folding flesh. His tongue then went inside her hole and tasted her rich flavor and then moved up until his lips landed on her clit. With wild abandonment the hard sucking started again, this time it wasn't her tit that was being orally assaulted it was her clit. The old wet mouth covered her clit... the tongue washed the clit in aged juices and wrapped around it... It stroked her clit with it's carnal fury, it then the tongue traveled underneath the clit and repeatedly rubbed it as the wet mouth sucked. The tongue licked up and down its small shaft, and then played on the clits tips. April felt needles of sensation shoot through the clit’s head as a mad, evil tongue danced over it, rubbed beneath it and wetly sucked it, with strong, maniacal motions.
When April felt this assault of oral stimulation on her clit, she immediately twisted her hips away from the working mouth, the old man grabbed her twisting hips and jerked them back to their place before burying his face in her sweet smelling crotch. The tongue had now found the sensuous weak spot of April's pussy and was now going to work it over. As the tongue lapped under her clit, another, more stronger jab of pleasurable needles shot through her torso "OH SHIT..." April yelled breathlessly, she then started trying to pull free. Dan held tightly onto her ankles and pressed down on her struggling arms, he knew exactly what was happening. His grand father had found the weakness of her cunt and was now exploiting it. April screamed at the old man in helpless protest... the licking and sucking sent wave after wave of sensation into her crotch, she cried out as she felt another jolt of angry pleasure stabbed at her unwilling cunt and soon it was responding back with it's own wetness. April shook her head no... she bit her lip... and thought about anything that could keep the old man from accomplishing his wicked deed. Instead, she felt her vulva engorge with sexual blood and the wetness build up in her pussy.
Soon her cunt was soaked and April squeezed her eyes closed her eyes... fighting what she knew was her oncoming orgasm. She bit her lip again... she did not want them to hear out her orgasm... to give the old bastard any satisfaction of knowing she was going to cum. She cursed her body again, still the build up of release continued... the tongue lapped the head, another spark of pleasure... her head turned from side to side and she cursed her body again... It was building... growing... The tongue went into a full barrage of rapid sucking and licking the under the clit... and her legs instinctively opened and stopped pulling against Fat Dan... She gritted again, her legs went back to their struggling.. Yet deep inside her it was about to happen... She screamed and held back and best she could... "No... No... I won’t cum... I won't... I won't I-I-I w-wont cum" she said to herself over and over, but her long over due body said other and her clit was used to being worked each morning so it too said otherwise, she felt the muscles in her body begin to tighten up...
Suddenly the old man stopped. Just as quick as he started he stopped... April opened her eyes in both relief and some frustration. The old man was looking up at her with an evil, toothless grin on his face, he knew she was about to explode now he wanted that feeling to linger a bit. She laid there breathing hard as her own perspiration hugged her body and mingled with the old mans spit. She saw him lift his old wrinkled ass up in the air, as the nurse came behind him and stabbed the syringe into his withered butt. He smile and closed his eyes, whatever the nurse gave him, produced an adrenal affect, without any assistance the old man pushed himself up from between her legs and stood on his knees over her. April then look on in astonished dread as the old man's shriveled cock began to pulsate, it jerked back and forth like an invisible string pulled on it and then the tiny shriveled knob began to grow. It grew down and soon it began to lift up as the old man's erection brought life to itself. April was shocked as she watch a reborn vigor return to the old slumped-shouldered body. The old man's rubbed and stroked his growing cock, until it stretched out away from his frail body. It was still old and wrinkled, it also was only about five or six inches long, it was just as skinny as it's owner but considering the old man's age, his semi-sickly condition and now a cock's rock-hard throbbing, it was an impressive sight.
The old man laid back between her legs, and looked down at her tear soaked face, he grabbed his meat and shoved it between the lips of her wet pussy, April let out a cry of discomfort as the skinny meat forces itself between the lips of her cunt. Her pussy was sopping wet but still tight, the old man grunted as he tried to push deeper. April looked into his face as he held her shoulders and pushed. He laid across her body and into the side of her face and felt his old breath wheezed in her ear, his wrinkled butt rose and fell as he humped up and down, he held on to her, as he pumped her pussy as hard and as deep as he could. Though his cock was hard and rigid, though he now pumped with a young man’s speed, his cock was skinny, he was still an old man and her cunt was to tight. He could only push into her about half way and grunt, April found the semi penetration uncomfortable, even a little annoying but with only two and half inches of cock inside her and her pussy clamped closed to the rest of his skinny meat, his now feeble humping and pumping did nothing but remind April of being penetrated by a finger. If not for her wetness, the old feeble man probably could not have gotten even half way in.
The old man nuzzled his face into her ear and continued his arthritic pumping, his breath picked up and he let out a loud moan, April then felt his old body stiffen up, and his small cock quickly blew it’s ancient load. April cringed as she felt the cock rapidly throb and shoot cold, weak cum between the full lips of her hot cunt. The old man's cum was thin, watery and sparse, since there were no sperm in the liquid, it felt cool as it entered partway into her hole. After his frail body climaxed, it pitifully shook and then laid still, as he lay breathlessly on her body for a while, then she felt the small cock shrivel up and retract itself. "Was that it?" She thought, "was all this, just to give this old man some black pussy? Hell, they could have brought him a hooker with all the money he has." The Chauffeur lifted the old man up, put back on his silk robe and carried him over to his wheel chair, the old man quickly grabbed his oxygen mask and sucked in deep. "T-that was good grand son... very good." April relaxed maybe it was over, and they would let her up and let her go. She wanted a bath, she felt dirty from the old man's touch. Her breath slowed down and she calmly asked "Can I go now... Pleeaasse can I go?"
Fat Dan answered in his deep baritone voice, "Not yet... It's my turn." April gasp "Oh god please... not him too." She didn't know how much more revulsion she could take, first the disgusting old man had his way with her, now the big, fat, bald headed grand son wanted a piece of dark, black creamy pussy. He called the Chauffeur over and told him to hold her arms. He then stood up and looked down on her. "I want you to see what you are about to get." He said, as if proud of his organ. He stood over the couch and began to stroke his fat, meaty cock. April looked at him and wondered if he was about to masturbate over her. She watched as his flaccid tool began to thicken and grow, she gasp in stun revulsion as it grew out to about ten and a half of hard inches. It was long and very thick, his cock was covered in dark purple veins and the head was large and bulbous. Underneath his large cock was a pulsing vein leading from his large nut-sac, each time he stroked it back, the head of his massive meat would swell and the tip of his cock would slightly open. A drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip, it was white, pasty and thick, not at all like the old mans. Fat Dan's cock looked as big and as thick as a ten inch lead pipe. It looked more like an arm extended from his body a big fist, then it did a cock. Once again April felt sorry for his wife... but not for the same earlier reason, all she could say to herself as she stared in terrified silence was...
"Oh Lord please help me... That things gonna hurt me bad..."
Dan looked down at the fear on her face and laughed, he walked down to the end of the couch where the nurse was having trouble trying to restrain the legs of young black girl. April now was struggling for dear life, there was no way she was going to allow that big fat body to sweat all over her, there was no way, she going to allow that monstrous cock to penetrate her. She gritted her teeth and fought with a re-new vengeance, even the strong Chauffeur had problems holding her down. Dan just chuckled and climbed unto the couch. He took the struggling legs from a relived nurse who was about to lose her grip. He pulled the slender legs around him and pulled her small body down to him. "O.k.," He told the driver, "Let her go." As he did, April came up to a siting position swinging and punching, nails scratching his massive arms, her fight was met with the slap from a huge hand which knocked her back down to the couch. Fat Dan reached under her skirt and snatched on the fish nets, he jerk them down, and when got stuck going over her hips, Dan's eyes grew wild in excitement as sweat continue to pour down over his large body, he gritted his teeth and viciously tugged harder. The material tore away even as it bitvinto her soft dark skin, April cried out in pain and tried to weakly rise. This time Dan's large hand grabbed her face and pushed it back on the cushion. As he held her head down, she punched at his large body trying to connect to something soft. Fat Dan smiled and grabbed her flailing arms and pinned them over her head. He then restrained both her small arms in one of his large hands and held her down. He liked when women fought, it only made the rape that much more enjoyable.
April felt two fat, meaty fingers push roughly between the lips of her labia, and slide up her wet love canal to only buried themselves deep inside her snatch. April let small cry of pain at the sudden penetration, and the rough treatment as the fingers cruelly examined the wetness coating the walls of her cunt. "Oh Yeah... It seems grand dad wet you up a bit... Lucky for you. Damn even wet, your cunt is still tight... My large meat is gonna love you... Now you see why he goes first. Could you imagine the poor old man if his old dick had to follow behind this?" His cock was rock hard and laying on her stomach. Each time he made it throb, it would jerk up and then land it's heavy self on her as if his dick was a "tom-tom" and her tight belly a drum. Fat Dan looked down on her and joked "Look... It's sending code to your womb... Telling it how it's gonna fill it up, with white man's hot cum!" Impressed with himself, he threw his bald head back and let out a deep laugh. As the fingers pulled themselves free of her hole, April winced and tried to bring her legs from around his body but his frame was too large. He had her small legs stretched to their limit and he was up on her, her legs flailed and kicked but they stayed wrapped around his enormous body. "You do know I'm gonna punish that black hairy pussy of yours don't you?"
With that, he pulled his big hips back and gripped his large throbbing manhood in one hand. April begged him... "Please don't do this... Please don't..." He sneered a smile at her, he loved to hear them plead and beg just before to tore into them. As Dan huge cock's head pressed the tip between her cunt's engorged, moist, tender lips, realizing her pleas were turning Fat Dan on, April cried out from the pressure of the large head and began to buck and twist. "Please no... Please Dan... Please... Don't do this to me.. You too big... Please Dan... You'll hurt me..." Fat dan leaned his weight on her again April cried out from his crushing weight. His big flabby stomach rested on her smaller one and pinned her flat. Her tight stomach cringed as the sweaty, clammy fat covered it... "Hurt you?" Dan said "I do hope so.." and then he shoved his big meat deep.
As the head tore into her April tight hole, she let out a high shrill scream of pain, she always thought Jake was big but Jake was the only man she knew, now Fat Dan had the head of his massive cock inside her, she knew better. He brought his other hand up and held onto her arms. He looked down on her agony filled face, smiled at her pain and growled as he forced in more cock. Once again April screamed out, tears poured from her twisted agonized features, his fat cock felt like it would split her open. The thick lips of her black pussy gripped around his cock giving him the tight feeling he so loved. "Damn nigger, you got a tight pussy... I bet you thought all fat white boys had small cocks didn't you?" His hips moved forward again as more thick cock pushed in, April whimpered and cried out again. "Oh, please, please, please... no more... no more..." Dan could have just rammed his cock all the way in. but he wanted to make the torture of her cunt slow and lingering, he enjoyed this too, Dan was born with an almost to large and way to fat cock. Not just the rape, but the total dominance of his victim. The holding down and painfully slow penetration as he took what he wanted, and the woman unwillingly endured. April could feel his massive meat throb in pleasure as it rested part way up her love canal.
"Now black bitch... I want you to say, white men have bigger dicks then niggers.." April said nothing, she just continue to bawl and kept her eyes tightly closed. "Say it bitch..." Dan’s face turned red, he pulled his large fat frame back and slammed half of his monster meat back into her. April screamed again... "Say it bitch... Or I swear, I'll rip your pussy apart." April opened her mouth and the words spilled lightly from her mouth. "Louder bitch.." April opened her mouth and softly said it again "White men have bigger dicks then niggers.." Dan pulled back and slam half of his throbbing member in again "I SAID LOUDER..." April cried out and then said it louder... "White men have bigger dicks then niggers.." she could feel the large painful cock throbbing it's approval inside her. It pulsated as her shocked, tortured pussy clamped tightly around it. It was only half way in and it had already painfully broke April's spirit, into it’s submission. Fat Dan smiled "Say it again... April... Say it again and Ill make this easier on you.." April said it again and again, as Fat Dan smiled and pulled his hips back and slowly rocked in and out of her aching hole. Her pussy was nice and tight and Dan wanted to be deep inside her, he laid his crushing weight on top of her and she let out a groan as the large load bore down on her small frame. He nuzzled his big head up to her ear and told her to say it again, as she said it he brought his hand around her head and grabbed a hand full of hair. He pulled her head close to him and took the other arm and brought it under her back, it traveled down until it reached her ass, as a finger slid between the cheeks April pleaded. "No not there... Please Dan not there."
The white finger rested between the dark butt cheeks but did not penetrate her anus. "Didn't I tell you to say it again." And he pulled his massive meaty weapon back, and slammed the rest of his cock into her. Her mouth opened wide and let out a silent scream, he pulled back, grunted as he tore into her again, the pain made her skinny body shudder as white hot agony tore through her. Now he was in... All of his cock was buried deep inside her tight hole, the fleshy walls of her tortured cunt tightly held onto his meaty package and massaged it with it's tortured spasms. April's eyes blurred, her vision went dimmed and her breath stuck in her throat, finally forcing herself to breath, she started repeating the words "White men have bigger dicks... white men have bigger dicks... White men have bigger dicks..." On and on she said this as she laid in painful shock, under the big man's weight. Fat Dan smiled and started fucking her poor abused hole. His grunts were loud in her ears as his huge body rode her small frame. His fat white ass pulled out and pushed in as his hard cock steam-engined deep inside and slowly pulled back, April lay on her back repeating the same words over and over as she subjected herself to this fat man's perversity. She knew Jake would be ashamed of her if he could see her now, but Jake wasn't here... He was in jail and she was being viciously raped, April decided to do what she had to, in order to stop the pain and stay alive.
Fat Dan groaned and pounded on her dark succulent body, he brought her small legs up to his shoulders and rammed in to the hilt, April cried out again but kept repeating the words "White men have bigger dicks... White men have bigger dicks.." Big Dan fucked her pussy deep and fucked her hard. Her tight, almost ruptured virginal walls continue to convulse in traumatize torment, this made his penetration deep and pleasurable, then before he could blow his wad into her, he stopped and came up to a sitting position, taking her small body up to a sitting position on his lap. Now he was sitting up on the sofa with his large arms wrapped around her slim frame as he hugged it close to his fat sweaty body, April felt herself pulled up, her cunt still impaled on his throbbing pole facing him, held close to his big body. With one large hand he pulled her small hips out and then pulled them back, half conscious April let out another pitiful moan as hard meat pushed back again into her... he pulled her hips away again...
Then slapped her body back into his once more. Again and again he did this, April just moaned as she helpless allowed him to take her. With his big body in a sitting position, his penetrations were not as deep... not as painful. She held onto his large body as he bucked up and down like a large sweaty bull, pulling his large cock half way out and then impaling her back onto it again. She grunted and cried with each thrust of his meat. He then lifted her small frame up by her waist and bounced her on his harden pole. Her closed eyes went opened wide, her breathing came hard and furious, she wanted to scream but could barely get her breath, She dug her nails into his large shoulders as she felt the two large hands bounce her up and down on his rod. He smiled at her with that evil grin and his sweat soaked beard splashed his cold sweat over her shoulders and breast while he enjoyed her. He always wanted to take a black woman... To be between the fat, dark, lips of a black woman's wet cunt... his nasty tongue licked her wet body, over her neck and down to her shoulders... he drink in her sweet, Afro-centric musky flavor as he held onto her body and made her accept his rape. It was glorious... No wonder back in history, white slave owners couldn't get enough of their black slaves. He marveled at the way April's sweat covered tits bounced, and he took one in his large and suckled it as her body went up and down on his lap.
He loved the way she cried out as he forced himself on her... In her... He could not enough of her black body. His greedy motuh left her breast, went back to shoulders, sucked painfully on her neck and then covered her ear with his hot mouth and tongue. He had to have more. He stopped bouncing her on his lap, and drank in the repetitive convulsions of her sweet cunt, as her cunt muscles massaged up and down his pole, this sensation almost made him cum...
But he wasn't done. With part of his tongue hanging out of his mouth, he smiled then slapped her across her face and then tore the remaining clothes from her humiliated, battered, body, he then brought her into his fat grasp and squeezed her tight in his arms, April cringed at the cold sweaty, flabby body touched hers, she felt like she was being encompassed in his wet fat, she tried to push away from the meaty man, but her hands just slid along the wet body that gripped her. Fat Dan's cock grew harder as her warm frame rubbed against his. He put his hands underneath arms, grabbed both sides of her rib cage and began to bounce her again on his hard wood, he worked his hips up and down in sync with her bounce. His cock went deep and April gritted her teeth and dug her nails into his broad shoulders. With her pulled her body away from his, he turned her body around, until his broad sweaty body, now leaned on her back all the while his cock stayed buried deep in her hole. Now he wrapped one arm around her waist, and used the other to squeeze and pinch her tits, his hips moved back and forth on the now wet leather couch, caught in the heat of sheer sexual madness, he once again bounced her naked body on his tool and pulled it back and forth wild and crazed. Her dark naked body flailed and floundered on his lap as his he held her in his strong grip and made her ride his cock, like she was once again riding a large bucking bull.
"Yes bitch... Yes..." He grunted in her ear, his hips rose up and fell back delivering more and more monster meat into her body. He then stood his wet body up and turned facing the couch. He held her body in the air, with one arm holding up one of her legs as he continued his fuck from the rear. April cries were long and extreme now, as her body was being ravaged by Dan. Never had Jake ever fucked her with such wild abandonment, Dan Fucked her without mercy, without care, with hard fucking passion and in every position he could think of. Unable to handle any more physical abuse, April's mind tried to shut down and she fell in and out of consciousness. Dan watched her head loll to the front, then he'd slam in, making it pop back up, this was the best rape he ever had. Never had he taken a woman, whose body responded to his sexual torment as April's did. His hips pulled back and then thrust forth loving her wet pussy, as he took her standing up. Jake then went down to his knees and flopped her dark body over the sofa seat. As the top half of her body bent over sofa's seat cushion, April's lower body was down on her knees on the floor. She was half unconscious, covered in sweat and slowly falling to the floor, her body ached, the lips of cunt stung in agony from the constant friction, her pussy was felt torn in two. Fat Dan got behind her, lifted her up from the floor and laid her top half of her body on the sofa. He then pried her legs open and shoved his cock, rear entry into her abuse pussy. She sat up and let out a yelp as Dan pushed her crying form back down to the sofa, he then grabbed her small hips and began to pound her from the back.
Her ears was filled with the slapping sounds of his hips banging against her ass, he held onto her hips and grunted perversely, he slammed her small body into his over and again. He growled, each time he slammed into her, his cock grew harder and throb in vicious excitement as he watched her round ass jiggle each time their bodies made contact. He knew her young 19 year old body couldn't handle much more... but Dan didn't care. He reached over and grabbed the small belt that was around her dress and wrapped it around one hand, as he continued to savagely fuck her from the rear, he brought the small leather belt down on her coco skin. April let out a cry and her abused cunt muscles tightened up in response. Dan was now exhilarated, his roar of carnal pleasure coursed through the house.. He slap her ass again and again making her cry out as he gritted his teeth in an uncompassionate sneer and continued to ram his cock deep into her pussy. He whipped her ass as he fucked her, he beat across her lovely shoulders, until once again April mercifuly lost consciousness. He threw the belt to the side grabbed her hips and went back to plowing in to her, throwing all of his massive weight behind each thrust. Unconscious, April now made soft moans and painful grunts as he slammed deep into her, after some time he rendered her cunt numb from all of his hard abuse, now with cunt stretched open and banged into submission, April lay half way on the couch as Fat Dan banged her from the rear.
He stared down at her lush, round ass and the pulled his cock from her tormented cunt. She let out a painful, grateful moan as the harden weapon pulled out. Using one hand he spread the ass cheeks of April as she lay totally spent and unconscious from her maltreatment. He remembered what the nurse had said "still virginal" and he smiled. He stuck his finger between her cheeks and played over the small tightly, wrinkled opening. He brought the finger back, stuck it in his mouth and coated it in salvia as he enjoyed the flavor of her ass. He returned the finger and pressed it against the tight wrinkled opening, he pushed his finger into her virgin ass and a unconscious April let out a weak moan. He moved his finger back and forth, in and out and watched her body as it unconsciously moaned in protest but cooperated. He then pulled his finger from her ass and stuck it in his mouth again, savoring the black richness of ass hole on his tongue. With a glee in his eyes, he coated his cock with his spit and then put the large monster between her butt-cheeks. April didn't move when the hard cock slid between her cheeks... She didn't move when the head of his cock reached her small opening, but when Dan started pushing in, when the head of his huge cock, began to open up the small wrinkle.. Her head popped up, as realization of what he was doing hit and then she cried out in horrible agony.
This is what he wanted... He wanted here awake for the conclusion. She screamed and painfully grunted as the large cock pushed in... It tore at the tender sphincter muscle of her ass as extreme pain... more than anything Dan did to her earlier, paled by comparison as more uncaring cock tore into her. April tried to weakly fight Dan off, but he held her head down with one arm as he pulled her hips to him. He groan and his eyes went up into his head at the sheer tightness of her ass, the nurse was right... It was still virginal! April cried and begged for him to stop as he continued to sodomize her, she painfully groaned and continue to grunt, she painfully pushed back trying to force his monster out of her ass as she would a turd. He laid over her screaming struggling body and grunted as his hips pushed more and more hard cock into her small ass opening. His hips pushed until finally he felt the tight sphincter rupture and give way at that moment he shoved all his cock into her ass with a loud obscene groan. "OH GAAWWWD.." April grunted as she felt his cock slide up deep into her ass and then come to a throbbing stop. Dan than pulled it back and thrust it back it... Again April agonizingly grunted and cried out her misery, she struggled but Fat Dan's weight held her down and his arm held down her head. Fat Dan then began to pump in and out of her wounded ass.
From the back, you could see the muscles in his large ass, clamped mightily together and thrusts his hips forward, his ass would wrinkle as all of his meat went up April’s ass to the hilt. His ass would pull back and then slam back into her, he moaned in passion as he slowly ass-fucked the young girl. Her hole was tight, warm and inviting. Her ass muscles clamped around his cock tighter than her pussy did. He laid his big body over her back and grunted his approval in her ear. "Ohhhh... godddd...yyezz... your assizgooood.. ssooo damngooood.." he moaned "P-Pleeas no more" came April’s barely audible, sobbing reply, "I-I c-can’t take no more..." Dan’s voice continued in its deep baritone of lust "Don’t worry...uhhhhmmm... This is about over....Oooyesss... a-almost over.... sooogoood..." He knew he was about to climax... cum deep inside her, though he didn’t want to. He wanted her anal assault to linger a while longer, but the tightness of her ass-hole was more than he could deal with, he felt the familiar build up of pressure in his loins as his nuc-sac raised up and prepared to deliver. He speed picked up and he tried to slow down, but the tight, pulling feeling felt to good, his breath became short and raspy. Despite himself, his thrust went deeper into her, he fucked her ass-hole even harder, he held her head down the sofa's seat cushion and slammed his meat into her, with the one hand holding down her head the other hand went everywhere on her sweaty body. He squeezed and mauled her tits, he pinched the nipples and pulled at them. He twisted her nipples between his two large fingers until they were hard again, then the hand went down.
His hand glided down over her wet body, it pawed her everywhere, her stomach, in her navel and then traveled down through her sweaty pubic hair. His hands played in her pubic hairs, rubbing through and pulling at them, it then traveled down to her crouch and big fingers found her clit, he massaged the small "knoby" flesh, with one finger and stuck his other large fingers in her wet pussy and repeatedly pulled them in and out, this sensation made April's gasped quickly as instant needles of sensation stung and stabbed her clit. His sweat drenched fingers continued their treatment and vigorously rubbed her clit, his finger stoked under it, until shock wave after shock wave, of nervous system stimuli smacked through April's body. "No.."
She breathlessly cried out as Dan's cock rode in and out of her ass. His tongue found her ear and licked inside, he lightly squeezed her clit and rubbed up and down it's small shaft until April was gasping trying to catch her breath, which was hot and heavy. Dan continued to fuck into her ass as he felt the pressure build up in his balls. His cock swelled and his movements became fast and jerky, as he prepared to shoot his load, his hand worked feverishly on April's clit. April felt the build up in her thighs and couldn't believe what was happening, her body was ravaged and now she was being sodomized by a fat pig, and she was on the verge of orgasm. She scream out her disapproval "NO... NO... NO... NO... YOU FUCKIN BASTARD..." As her eyes squeezed shut..
"NO.. NO... PLEASE... DON'T MAKE ME.... I-I DON’T WANT TO... TO..."
Dan was lost in the tightness of her ass and his own building orgasm, their bodies began to speed up... He thrusted his cock into her and she began to push back against his meat... April continued to yell out her disapproval.. Even as she pushed back and allowed more and more cock up her ass.
She hated Dan... Loath him... Her dark body, bucked back into the hard tool as she cried in rich passion... Her clit throbbed with ecstasy as Dan's wet fingers rubbed repeatedly over it.. She denied the rising heat in her womb... And soon her denials came in short, powerful gasp. She found it harder and harder to complete her sentence... "DON'T... DON'T... DON'TMAKE... DON'TMAKEME..." Then she screamed "OOOOHHHGODDDDON'TMAKE ME CUMMMMMMMUUOOOHHHSHIITTTTT...." Every muscle in her body tighten up as her body shyddered and orgasmed painfully hard... The tightening of her ass muscles pushed Fat Dan over the edge, he pulled her quaking body into his and grunted out his own orgasm. "OHFUCKINSHITTTYESSSSsss OH Yesss" His legs shuddered and his big body jerked, repeastedly as hot, man-seed cum spewed from his rapidily pulsing cock and into April's ass. She fiercely sucked in air and gasp, as the hot thick liquid splashed into her anal cavity... She held her breath as she felt the cock violently pulsate and spew its wet package deep into her bowels. Her suddenly felt like it was filled with grease or thick oil as dan coated her rectum with sperm. This carried her orgasm on longer, her orgasm emotionally carried her her frail body up, then breathlessly slammed her back to earth. Both bodies fell from the couch and collapsed on the floor.
When she awoke, she was sitting at the train station dressed in her own clothes. The driver stood in front of her carrying her bag. Everything seemed normal until she tried to move. Her body screamed in agony as muscles complained and hurt, her pussy throbbed achingly and her ass burned as if somebody had shoved a hot poker in it. Then her memory came flooding back in full... Someone did shove something in her ass, it was Dan's cock. April didn't say a word, if they were going to let her leave, then she would keep quiet until she got home. Then she would call the police. Fat Dan and his grand father's nasty sperm was inside her and she would sue their riche ass to death. Then the driver spoke. "Ms. April, the masters would like to thank you once again for a splendid job. The service you provided today made both of them quite happy. Master Dan spoke about you for the rest of the day and almost cried when I and nurse Hatcher put you into the limo".
"Your bruises have been tended to, Master Dan apologizes for getting caught up in what they call, the heat of the moment and he really feels awful about the whole thing. He and the nurse also apologize for using that dreadful "N" word, it too was only part of the fantasy gone a little wild. If you check your wages, you'll see that you have been more than happily compensated for any physical or mental inconvenience you may have endured. If you are thinking about going to the local authorities, I would suggest you don't. While you were unconscious, nurse Hatcher went through the procedure of cleaning you out with a strong astringent feminine douche. Whatever DNA samples that were in you, or on you have already been cleaned or made unrecognizable, even with current technologies. I suggest, you get on the train and return home. Using the funds available to pay your bills and telling no one. If you decide, that after you have looked at your wages, and given it some thought, that you would like to return back to work, then Master Dan requires only a phone call. The wages on the check would stand as is. Good day madam." The driver politely laid her carry-all at her feet, bowed and turned and then walked away.
April sat on the train, as a million thoughts ran through her mind. She cried and punched her seat, she blamed herself for the entire incident and for wearing that uniform. She cried again. She knew she should have left when she first saw it, but she let her money problems make her stay. April felt cheap, used and abused. She remembered her orgasm and then broke down and cried some more. When she finally cried herself out, she reached into her pocket and found an envelope. Then she remembered "Oh yeah, the fuckin pigs did pay me my gottdam salary..." She took the envelope out and almost tore up the filthy thing... Almost, her bills, her baby and her better judgement took over, she opened up the envelope, sighed and pulled out the check. When she looked at it, her mouth dropped open. Never had she been paid so many zeros, even at her Department store job. This would pay off all of her most bills with some to spare. Then the drivers voice piped into her memory. "The Master felt bad about your bruises, also the use of that foul "N" word... If you would like to return back to work, then your wages would remain as is."
As is... As is... the two little words ecohed around and around in her brain. For the first time in a long while, the pretty young girl smiled, she closed her eyes as the Amtrak took her home.
One month later: In the large living room once again April was being ravaged. This time it was the driver who leapt out of the shadows and grabbed her. In front of her, laying back on the cushion arm of the big sofa was the grand father wearing his oxygen mask, his robe was open and April had her face buried in his gray-haired wrinkled lap. Her luscious, full brown lips wrapped around his cock and would soon bring the old man to the point of swift orgasm. She was up on her knees, with her head down and ass in the air. Behind her Fat Dan gripped her dark hips and slammed into her wet pussy. The old man moaned was about to blow, April knew this because over the last month, they have repeated this scene (and others) at least once a week. April would clean the living room, someone would come out and attack her, then the grandfather and his grand son would come out and rape her.
Last time they held her down and let the nurse eat her cunt, it was the first time April ever screamed and experienced her first, shaking, multiple orgasm. This time the nurse was on the floor, tied up and being raped by the driver. They all wanted her to move in, but April refused. Even though she was about to have another fantastic orgasm from Fat Dan's cock, she was doing this just for the money. Fat Dan would blow his thick load and then she would, she charged him double if he wanted to fuck her in her ass. For what they were paying her, she could do this forever. She would visit Jake and tell him about her job... Well, not everything. He didn't need to know the details, all he needed to know is that her bills were getting paid and so were the lawyers. Fat Dan offered her his finest lawyers but she refused. No need getting Jake out too soon she thought. She had learned one thing from her slick, lying imprisoned husband, and that was; tell him only what he needed to hear and no more. She was doing what she had to do and she enjoyed what she did.
"Fuck Jake..." she thought.
"He was doing 25 years to life anyway."
xxoOIOoxx
-Peter Stone
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