Ron and Kevin are two black thugs making a living in the hood. Fresh out of jail (again), they were both black, in their early fifties and spent a lot of time in the prison gym. Tonight, the two were getting high while planning their next job. The last one had gone well- they’d come out of it with $2115 cash, some jewelry and a great time with a little twelve-year-old white girl. This time, they wanted to do better on cash. White girls were just a distraction. Plus, it’d been pointed out that leaving your DNA behind with two living witnesses was a very dumb thing to do. This time, they’d focus on money.
Two nights later they crept into a home on 114th Street. In it they found a safe right where they’d been told they could find one (not all black maids are honest). Doesn’t take much to get two elderly people to open it up for you, either. Jewelry and $29,400 in cash. With everyone tied up, masks still on, they ran from the house and jumped into their old Chevy.
Ron drove the car quietly down the residential street. As they turned the corner, Ron saw someone walking their dog along the sidewalk. Some girl. “Check it out,” he said to Kevin. Kevin was already checking it out, too. Ron drove slowly by. She looked better the closer they got. The dog was little. The girl had on a skirt.
Kevin looked at Ron grinning and asked, “You wanna?”
Ron stopped just in front of her. Kevin opened the door, jumped out, closed it. The woman stopped, then before she knew what was happening, he punched her once in her forehead, hard. She went “Uh!”, stumbling backwards. The dog pulled away in fear; she dropped the leash as she fell down. In a flash, Kevin grabbed ahold of the girl, then he quickly dragged her into the back seat. The dog started to yap, the girl struggled, tried to scream. Kevin kept one hand firmly over her mouth, but she managed to get some noise out. His other arm was around her waist, pulling her hard, and in seconds she was in the backseat. Ron quickly drove the car towards I-64.
Kelly Carpenter was out walking Chia, her Miniature Poodle. They’d walked about halfway around the block when a car drove by and stopped just ahead of her. The door opened; a man got out right in front of her. She stopped; a bit annoyed that he had picked here, right now of all places to get out. Why did he have a ski mask on at night? Then suddenly, he’d turned and hit her with a fast jab to her face, hitting her right in her forehead. She staggered back and fell; everything went to a total blur. Her mind went blank as she tried to break her fall. She dropped the leash, hit the sidewalk. The man was on her in an instant, putting one hand over her face, one hand grabbing her around her waist. He was a big, strong black man, his powerful arms lifting her with ease. Then she came to her senses; he was dragging her into this car. She started to struggle, grabbing at anything she could. She screamed, but his hand blocked most of it. Her head hit the top of the door frame as they fell backward into the back seat. She felt the car take off.
Kevin turned the struggling girl over, then punched her in her stomach once. She gasped, struggling to breathe now. He knew the routine. He grabbed the duct tape they’d used earlier from the floor and taped her mouth as she screamed at them.
“Let me go! Let me go! Let go of me! OUUMMPH!” She gasped for air, her arms and legs still kicking and pushing against him. It was dark, but she seemed like a teenager. She tried to stop him from taping her mouth, but one good slap fixed that. Let the white bitch know who’s in charge, and he told her so. Her eyes were wide as she tried to breathe through her nose only now. She was panicking. He grabbed her arms, taped them together at the wrists, then pushed the girl down onto the seat on her back. It wasn’t a big car, and when he lay on top of her, she could hardly move. He kept her legs down as they got onto the interstate, drove downtown, got off in the hood and went to Ron’s crib.
When they parked in back, Kevin got up and opened the door; dragged the bitch out. The back lot was dark; they still couldn’t see her much. They could see that she had on a skirt and had long, blonde hair; that was about all. They dragged her inside. Ron got angry at the idea it might turn out to some old lady.
Kelly was yanked from the car. Somehow through the whole thing so far, her glasses had managed to stay on. It was dark; a dog was barking somewhere. She heard a lot a traffic noise. The man pulled her to this old door, pushed her through and down some stairs to a basement of some sort. A playroom it looked like. Her stomach hurt; she had to focus hard to breathe and not hyperventilate. Her head still rang from that hit. She was forced to lay underneath this man in the car for a long time as they drove to who knows where. He smelled like sweat and pot; he weighed a ton. Her skirt kept riding up; she couldn’t hardly move. Now she was standing in this basement, shoved to the center. She looked quickly around. A really big TV screen; fancy stereo, huge speakers. Suddenly these colored lights came on, then the stereo started. Loud rap music began playing. She recognized the song; Trench Baby by CEO.
Kelly looked at the two men. Two older black men, one big and one smaller but well-built. How come black guys always had big muscled bodies? They both stood there, grinning. This was not good, not at all. One, the smaller one, stepped closer.
“Listen, girl. You talk only when I says, and you does what I says. You understand me, Snow White?” he growled at her menacingly. He slapped her very hard across her face. She cringed, staggered. “I won’t ask twice, bitch,” he snarled at her. He ripped the tape from her mouth, pulled the tape from her wrists.
He stepped back. The two men stood there, staring at her. The big man asked her how old she was. She told him, seventeen. He asked her what bra size she wore. She stared back, not sure how to answer. The other man glared at her, looking like he was about to slap her again.
“A, a, a 31C…. I mean, or like a 32 maybe….” Kelly mumbled, her voice trembling. No doubt. Kelly was well aware of her prominent bosom. She’d been flat chested till she was fifteen, then suddenly they just grew and grew. She was always having to buy a bigger bra. Tonight, she had on her old one, and damn it, she was kinda bulging out of it. She had on an oversized red blouse. She hoped it was hiding her “assets” better. Her dark blue skirt wasn’t too short, or long either. Stopped just above mid-thigh. He bra and panties were both light pink with a matching flower pattern. She had on her sneakers was all; it was supposed to be a short walk.
Kelly’s long, blonde hair was straight and hung about halfway down her back. She stood 5’ 6” tall; weighed 134 pounds. Her legs were about average in size, and her seventeen-year-old ass was another asset yet to be discovered. She had blue eyes; still had on some make-up from an earlier church event she’d been to. She had, without a doubt, a very pretty face, and the glasses gave her a real innocent look. Spoiled upper-class white meat. The two licked their lips.
Ron took a hit from the blunt; spoke up. He said, “Yo, get over here.” She took one step closer. “Take my mutherfuckin’ clothes off, girl.”
Kevin laughed, grabbed two beers from the fridge and watched as the girl stood there, trying to figure out a way not to, while Ron stood between her and the stairs. Kevin yelled “Now!” and she jumped. Hands shaking, she slowly started to undress Ron. Kevin watched as she pulled his t-shirt up, exposing his muscular chest, with all his prison tattoos. She pulled it all the way off. Ron then told her go over and take off Kevin’s t-shirt. Kevin stood there while this little white girl, crying and mumbling something about letting her go and don’t make me do this, slowly eased the shirt up and off of him. His dick was getting harder by the minute. He remembered the Viagra, went and got some from the drawer. He gave a few to Ron, then took three himself. He washed it down from another beer. He went to the cigar box, pulled out a blunt. He lit it, took a deep drag, passed it to Ron. Ron took a big hit; then they made the girl smoke some. She’d smoked before, she didn’t hardly cough. Still, she tried to take only a little puff. Ron threatened her; made her take several deep puffs and hold it. That was when they noticed her chest rising. Damn, this white bitch had some big titties.
Ron made her take a third hit of the blunt, then made her hold it for as long as she could. He took the blunt from her, took a hit, looked at her.
“Now it’s your turn. Loose that blouse little girl.” Ron and Kevin could see her quite clearly now. One hot white babe, seventeen years old. Big fucking titties, nice fucking legs. Every second he looked at her, his dick got harder and harder.
Kelly stood there, shaking her head. She kept saying, “Please, no, don’t please, I don’t want to….” But the man got this really angry look on his face, then the other man yelled “You heard him, bitch!” She jumped at that, then slowly with hands shaking she started to reach for her lower button. She was realizing more and more that she was going to probably get raped; she was terrified. Would they hurt her bad? Would they kill her? She’d had sex before. She had a boyfriend when she was sixteen, and about two months ago they’d had sex for the first time. They’d done it maybe three times since then. But this, this was terrifying her. Eyes wide, mouth open, she slowly worked at getting the first button undone. When it finally was, she moved to the next. She tried not to look at the two men. They were big, had lots of tattoos on them. The button came open. She had some trouble with the next one, she was shaking so much. Finally, it came open too. Then the fourth and finally the last button was open. She paused, looking at them, her eyes pleading. As the two men stared at her and the music kept playing, she slowly, very slowly eased her shirt off, looking away as she did. Her young breasts were definitely showing some serious cleavage, bulging from the too-small bra. Both men whistled. The man spoke to her again.
“OK princess, get over here and take of my pants.”
Trembling, the girl slowly turned towards him. She knelt down on one knee, took hold of his gym pants, then slowly slid them down to the floor. He had on black boxers; she could see he had a big hard-on now. Gross!
“These too, girl. Nice and slow, bitch. Take a good long fucking look at some real black meat.”
She hesitated, then slowly moved her fingers to his boxers. She paused again; he raised his hand. She took hold of the band, the slowly eased his underwear down. God, it was so gross. He kept telling her to look at it.
“Look at it, bitch! Keep those mutherfuckin’ eyes open and look at it!”
Kelly watched his gigantic penis emerge from his boxers. It was like a giant sausage or something, with this big, tight ball sack underneath it. At the end was a big, flared head, darker in color. It looked like it was ten or twelve inches long! And big around too, with all these big blood veins on it. He had black pubic hair; it all smelled gross. Still, she was horrified. Horrified because she’d never seen a black cock before, ever, and now one hung at an angle right in front of her. Horrified it was so big, even bouncing some. Horrified he’d try and use it on her.
Keven watched her staring at Ron’s hard-on. “My turn, bitch. Get your motherfucking ass over her and take my motherfucking pants off right motherfucking now, fucking little slut girl!” She turned, half kneeling, reached up towards his waistline. He yelled at her again.
“Hold it! Take off that fucking bra first, bitch. Let’s see them motherfucking titties.”
Kelly paused, still kneeling on one knee. She was crying like crazy now, tears running down her cheeks and totally blurring her vision. She slowly reached in front, undid the front hook, let the bra slowly open. Slowly, as her firm, teenage breasts released, she eased her bra off. The two men made even more lewd comments about her body. She had to go back to undressing the second man. She eased his gym pants down, then pulled his blue boxers off slowly. His was gigantic too. He held it with his hand at the base, shaking it some. Big, not quite as long but definitely bigger around. It had this huge head on it too, a big fat ball sack underneath. To Kelly, it was different but just as disgusting. She knew how big her vagina was. She didn’t think these two would ever be able to get inside her. After she pulled his shorts down and he stepped out, he swung his dick and hit her face with it, bouncing it off her cheek twice. She clenched her eyes shut; this was so gross.
The shorter man told her to stand up. Kelly did, stepping back two steps, covering her breasts with her arms and hands. They weren’t small; it took everything she had to cover them. The man told her to take two more big hits from that marijuana thing. She did with one hand, keeping the left arm across her chest. Her boobs were all slipping out, and her nipples just got bigger as they rubbed on her arm. After the second hit from the joint, she was really feeling it. God, she noticed she was all wet inside herself. What the fuck was that all about? As she gave it back, the man told her to rub her nipples with her fingers. Oh shit. She looked away as she started to. She felt them both getting very hard, thanks to the stimulation and the marijuana. Even her areoles were all puffy now. Shit! She looked up and away as she rubbed both nipples with her finger tips. Her boobs felt all tingly, like when her boyfriend touched her. She tried not to think of him.
Ron was loving this show. This bitch had some nice fucking tits. He told her to put her hands over her head and dance to the music. Slowly she did, turning some so as to hide her breasts. He told her to shake her ass.
“More! More, bitch! Really move that ass, bitch! Move it all around, shake that ass, girl! Shake it!”
The other man was also saying bad things to her. Then the man told her to lose her skirt and panties. They both continued to jeer at her, making her keep dancing while she slipped her skirt down, then her panties. She had to take off her sneakers, too. Now she was completely naked, like she was about to take a shower, except she was dancing nude in front of two naked back men. Big black men. Really big black men.
Ron watched the girl slowly keep dancing, naked now. She had her back to them, covering her breasts with her arms. He told her to slowly turn around. Slowly, she started to. She moved one hand down to cover her young pussy. Her blonde bush was a little darker than her hair. He told her to start rubbing her nipples again. As she did this, Ron went over and grabbed the baby oil. He knew the routine with young girls. Older girls; no problem. Younger girls; you needed some oil to get your big dick inside a twat that small. Virgins were hardest. He’d find out pretty quick if this white teen was. He doubted it. Not with tits like that. He was sure she’d been fucked before. He started to rub his dick, getting it well lubed and rock hard.
Kevin told her to get on her hands and knees. He sat on the floor by the couch; made her come over to him. He spread his legs apart.
“Get in here and lick my dick, bitch,” he yelled at her. A new song started on the stereo. The girl crawled over, between his legs, her young tits bouncing as she climbed over his leg. Between his legs, she was pushed by Ron from behind till her face was over Kevin’s dick. She one arm on either side of Kevin’s hips.
“Lick it. Lick it, girl. Lick it from the tip to the hair. Start licking me, girlfriend.”
Slowly, the girl started to run the tip of her tongue along his cock. She started, hesitantly, at the very tip of the head. She slowly slid along his dick stopping twice to get more spit on her tongue. Ha! A girl that wasn’t stoned would have used a dry tongue. She licked from one end to the other, then slid back again. Faster he said. Spit more.
Kelly was doing this disgusting thing. Maybe it was all she’d have to do. She could feel the other man behind her, forcing her legs apart, rubbing her ass cheeks with his big hand. She guessed the other guy was going to feel her up while this man made her lick his thing. Her breasts hung down between his legs, touching his inner thighs on either side. Fuck, they were all excited now. Fucking pot. She hardly noticed at first when the man behind her put his thing to her vagina. Suddenly, as he rubbed her ass, she felt his thing pressing against her vagina lips. She gasped, jerked away, or tried to. Both men grabbed her, forced her to stay in position where she was. His penis was all slick with oil or something. She felt her pussy lips start to spread some as he rubbed himself along them. Then he focused on her hole, and suddenly she felt it start to push into her. Oh My God! It was way, way too big! She screamed a long, loud scream, but the man in front of her slapped her head; made her get back to working on his own penis. Kelly did, mashing her whole tongue along the mans dick as she licked it, trying to deal with the pain ‘down there’.
Kelly felt the dick pressing into her. Her insides spread like they had with her boyfriend. But this time, her vagina just kept getting spread farther and farther open. Stretched beyond anything it had ever done before, her pussy was clenched tightly around him as he kept pressing into her more and more. He paused once, then pushed in more.
“You like it, girl? You like my black dick. You like dark meat, don’t you little girl. Yeah, take it, bitch. That’s it, take it. Fuck me, girl, take all of that black fucking dick…”
Farther into her he went. Kelly couldn’t believe how much was inside her. Then the worst part came when he began to rape her. Back and forth he rocked his hips now, making his huge dick go back and forth inside her. The pain wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be. She was wet inside already and he was all oiled up. The dope seemed to dull some of the pain, but still her pussy was stretched to a very painful size. Again and again, he slammed back and forth inside her. She could feel the flared end of the head as it moved back and forth in her, making that familiar sex feeling. She tried to ignore it. He started going faster, then harder. Deeper he went into her. He got in deep, way farther than her boyfriend ever had, and this caused some very sharp pain when he did. She cried out, even though her face was being pressed into the man’s penis in front of her. She was sobbing, her butt up in the air as she was pounded from behind by one back man while the other forced her face to his crotch. The one raping her, his cock was so big, so hard, like a baseball bat or something. Over and over again, faster and faster, he pounded himself deep into her. Kelly’s body was being shoved back and forth by hs powerful thrusts into her. She felt his black pubic hair mashing into her own. Over and over and over, her whole body was being thrown back and forth as he raped her. As she felt him start shooting his sperm into her, the man in front of her held his balls up to her face.
“Lick my balls, girl. Lick ‘em! Start licking them now…” He slapped her once again, hard. As the penis in her vagina pulsated, she started licking the man’s nut sack. It smelled so bad, tasted so gross, but she’d do anything to take her mind off that huge black meat between her pussy lips. Her clitoris was actually very excited. She decided to just let it go, let them rape her. If her body reacted, so be it. She stopped struggling so much. As he slowed down, she let her vagina muscles squeeze his dick as it slid back and forth inside her. It was still quite long and hard; it didn’t seem to have finished at all. She thought she might puke. Her vagina was still very sore, especially when he pulled out. She didn’t expect that to hurt too, but it did.
Kelly begged them to stop, but they just switched places. Again, her rape was repeated. The man behind her pushed the dick she’d been licking into her still sore vagina. She jumped as he thrust in; then tried to move as he quickly thrust himself deep, deep into her. The man in front, he kept hitting her in the face with his fist, yelling at her to “suck my dick, bitch!” As her vagina was savagely attacked again, she found this other dick, the very head that had just raped and cum inside her, now being pressed to her lips. It was still hard, incredibly huge. She opened her mouth as much as she could, as he gripped her head and forced her to go down on him. Twice she had to push her glasses back up. It went in just past her teeth; she couldn’t hardly breathe! She pulled up, gasped. He forced her down again, going into her mouth again, even more this time. She felt his penis head touching the roof of her mouth and her tongue. She grimaced to herself. Well, if I’m going to let them rape me, I might as well do this too. Maybe they’ll finish sooner.
Kelly stopped fighting the man behind her, focusing more on just breathing while her mouth was being raped. She gagged and choked a lot. As this big cock brutally slammed into her from behind, Kelly clenched her eyes shut and started to move her tongue around. Actually, it was all she could do. The man gripped her head very tightly; his cock was pushing right in to her throat. She gasped for air every moment she could; gagged and choked all the time. Still, she wiggled her tongue around on his slimy cock as he worked it around in her young mouth. Maybe this would make it all end sooner.
Kelly felt the man behind her cum inside her vagina as he pressed himself in very far; then he pulled out roughly. The man in front of her pulled his huge dick out of her throat one last time. God, was it over? The two pushed her over onto her back. She held up her arms to stop them, crossed her legs. No! Not again! No! One man got behind her; grabbed her hands. The other man got on her heaving chest as she struggled for air after such a brutal workout. He put his thing between her breasts, right in her cleavage and started fucking her there. It slid along her chest, his hands pressing her boobs all around it as he jerked himself off between her breasts. The other man, holding her hands, moved up and started to kiss her. He shoved his disgusting, fat tongue into her mouth, started making out with her. The other man got off her, bent down, started to suck on her breasts very hard. He sucked the whole areole into his mouth; his tongue licking her nipple as he did. Sometimes he bit her nipple; she’d cry out. Meanwhile, with his other hand he was very roughly molesting her other breast. He’d squeeze it very hard; it was very much hurting now. After a while he switched to sucking on the other tit.
They weren’t done at all. After this short break, they each fucked her again on her back. Fueled by pot and Viagra, they next took turns breaking in her tight little ass. Her chubby ass cheeks really wiggled as they pounded into her again and again. She didn’t scream much because she always had a black dick in her mouth. Over the next twelve hours, she was raped numerous times, ass raped twice by each man, and deep-throated each more times than she could remember. She’d was forced to get on top and have sex with them by bouncing up and down. Sometimes they did her together. Sometimes one at a time, usually quite rough and brutal then. Sometimes, they just slow-raped her, making it last a very long time when they did. There wasn’t a part of that young girl’s body they didn’t molest in some way.
Later, they took her outside, bound, gagged and blindfolded. They drove her to the old stockyards where the worst homeless men lived. They pause only for a moment while they kicked her out of the car, naked and bound. Their DNA was about to be contaminated by an entire camp.