It's Eleanor's Turn Again
Eleanor and Cheryl had gone on a "date" and were surprised to find their new
"friends" were black.  After smoking a little pot the blonde Cheryl had done a
strip-tease act for the two men.  Raymond, the larger of the two, had forced
Cheryl to suck him off.  The Champ had screwed Eleanor to orgasm.  While Champ
pumped Eleanor, Raymond had filled the blonde's pussy with his large, black prick.
  Eleanor didn't know how long she had lain there, it seemed like hours, though
it was only a hazy blue of lights and colors, sounds and voices around her.
She tried to cry, but the tears would not come.  Perhaps it was too late for
that, she told herself.  She would have liked to hide from the awful truth, but
it kept hounding her, nagging her with the humiliating degredation of what she
had done.  She would have liked to pretend it was awful - a painful, unpleasant
nightmare  - a brutal, unfeeling attack that she couldn't have avioded.  But
she knew that wasn't the truth at all.  She knew she'd let this man, this black
stranger drive her to do and say and feel thing she would never have dreamed
possible.  She'd never known sex like that.  She'd never experienced the
all-consuming joyous agonies of a real climax.  She'd never known her body to
leap wildly out of control, to respond of its own apparent will.
  She didn't know how she would ever face John again.  She was afraid even of
turning her head now, of having to look that man in the face, of having to see
that knowing look in his eyes, of having to feel that laughing stare.  She knew
that Cheryl was there, too, and she knew there was no ultimate choice but to
face them all.  But for now, she wanted no more than to be left alone.
  She jerked instinctively as she felt a strong man's hand suddenly grasp her
buttocks.  "Oh no, it can't be!  He doesn't want more from me!  He couldn't!"
  She turned her head to protest.  It was Raymond, the other Negro! His eyes
mirrored the lustful urge the huge man had no intentions of suppressing.  His
teeth gleamed through his wicked, mocking grin.  Grabbing both ankles, he spun
her over onto her back, shoving her legs back tight against her shoulders,
smashing her tender breasts beneath her upturned thighs.  Her ravaged cunt,
still moist and sensitive, was opened to him like a dinner plate before a starving man.
  "No, no...please don't!  Haven't you done enough to me?  I can't stand any more.  I can't!"
  But there was no stopping the immense black hulk now.  Without any
hesitation, he probed savagely at her upturned crotch, ramming her tender
vaginal slit with the blunt head of his lust-engorged prick.  He found the pink
puckered flanges of her pussy and slipped it in a couple of inches.  Suddenly
he pulled the swollen, bulbous head from her already sperm moistened tunnel and
lowered his aim, shoving her legs back so hard that she was nearly standing on
her head, doubled in half from the pressure of his arm against the back of her thighs.
  A cold, frightening chill suddenly raced along her spine.  The pressure of
his hardened penis pressed against the tiny puckered mouth of her rectum,
relaying the horrible truth about what the huge black was about to do to
Eleanor's numbed brain.  It shattered into her head like a rifle blast.  "Oh,
my God, no!  NO!  NO!  PLEASE!" Her eyes were wide and white with fear.
"Cheryl!  SOMEBODY! Don't let him do it!  Don't......AAAGGGHHHHHHHHH!"
  She tried to pull away, but it was too late.  Like a pile driver, the
enormous man sank his thick swollen cock stiffly into the helpless girl's
rectum, splitting apart the tight muscular bands and ramming deep into her
asshole.  She screamed loudly, again and again.  It felt as if she was being
split in half as he drove mercilessly into the depths of her smooth, rubbery
tunnel.  She could feel his mammoth hardness burrowing far up into her
intestines, spreading the delicate pink walls of her rectum wide apart as he
plowed into her.  Through tear-flooded eyes she saw the outline of another
girl, naked as herself, and felt the girl shoving a lumpy pillow beneath her
upturned ass, forcing her anal crevice even higher toward the black man's
humping, sweat-matted pelvis.
  He looked down at her with a sneering leer on his lips, beads of perspiration
rolling down his dark cheeks.  Her face twisted horribly with each painful jab,
her teeth tightly clenched as her lips parted in a half-cry of soul-rending
anguish.  She tried to lift her arms, to fight back, anything to force this
devastating assault on her anus to stop.  Bit it was hopeless.  Her feeble
blows only glanced off the giant Negro's thick hide.  She was impaled
helplessly beneath him, and he wasn't about to pull his huge rod out of her
now. He was savoring every magic second of this wanton ravishment of this naked
young beauty.
  Eleanor tried to tighten the strong muscles of her rectum, hoping upon hope
that she could force the painful intruder from her forbidden orifice, but her
on-and-off clenching only seemed to add fuel to the raging savage lust the big
man was feeling.  As the muscular walls of her anal passage squeezed against
the impaling length of his dark cock, he slammed into her with renewed
excitement, burying himself deeper and deeper in the wretched brunettes
housewife's asshole.  The taut band of muscle around the normally tiny opening
were stretched beyound endurance to accomodate the ravaging log-like pole of
his cock, clasping like over-stretched elastic the hard, thick shaft of his
manhood, tightly massaging every long hard inch of its fantastic length.
  Her nostrils unconsciously flared at the salacious scent of their sweating
bodies grinding together in the hot, stuffy room.  Ther sweat of her own body
was running freely with the musky wetness of this man.  A whiff of pungent
sharpness caught her attention.  The smell of her own vaginal secretions was
mingling with the tangy, acid scent of the balck manaa'as wildly pistoning
cock.  This incredibly lurid scene; the overpowering numbness of the grass; the
indescribable saliciousness of being ravished like this, being used and
manhandled by a complete stranger right before the eyes of her best friend and
another man.  These all coupled together, slowly bringing on a change deep in
her body.  Almost indiscernible at first, it was nearly impossible to feel
anything exceptt the constant intense pain.  But something was happening to her,
something was changing.
  "She's starting to dig it now, Ray boy!  Let her have it good! Really throw
it to her!" screamed Cheryl, up on the bed on her knees now.  Her eyes
glistened hypnotically just a foot from the painfully stretched nether ring of
Eleanor's ravaged anal hole.  Her eyes were wide and glazed as she puffed
another joint and watched this fantastic performance right in front of her face.
  Eleanor felt an involuntary movement beginning that was not of her own doing.
Her hips began to arch upward toward the giant black.  The bruised, battered
walls of her rectal passage began to contract involuntarily as the sheer
perverted wickedness of what she was doing began to rattle through her drugged
mind.  Her naked torso was coming to life, rolling and squirming from side to
side, starting a slow deliberate rhythm as she slowly ground back up against
his loins, impaled painfully with the whole long shaft of his black cock rammed
up her quivering asshole.  Slowly, undetectably at first, the pain of this
brutal, viscious attack was gradually subsiding,  In its place the unfamiliar
waves of wanton pleasure began to fan out from her battered rectom, rippling up
through her belly, coming to rest in the bulging peaks fo her young tits, which
were smashed beneath her upturned legs.  Her toes curled tightly against the
bottoms of her feet, opening and closing in perfect harmony with his long, slow
thrusts that seemed to be coming out of her mouth.  His cock slipped easily in
and out of her tight, constrictive tunnel now, lubricated with the oozing
seminal flow from the enormous, throbbing head of his savage rod of steel-hard flesh.
  "Oooohh.  Aaaawww!  Oh, God!  OH, God!"  Her hands were on his mammoth black
shoulders, her nails raking his tough flesh and leaving long wakes of red as
she dug visciouly through his skin.
  A whirling melange of thought-pictures raced the screen of her mind, jumbled
and confusing images of familiar faces in slow-motion, like a movie runnig on
the wrong speed, slowed by the stupefying powers of the marijuana she had
comsumed.  She thought of her husband John - of what it would be like to be
with him now, away from this frightening nightmare.  Oh how much she wanted him
to come and save her from this horrible degredation.
  But other thoughts, other feelings, other sensations were bouncing around in
her head, too.  She recalled the many long, empty nights with John, those
endless, agonizing nights when only a few moments of unbridled passion would
have fulfilled the gnawing pain in her loins.  Those nights, those countless
nights, when she'd cried herself to sleep, clutching her belly to keep from
screaming in anguish.  Holding her stomach to quench the insistent pain in her
loins, the recurring, all-consuming pain that John could have eliminated so easily...but didn't.
  Suddenly, something snapped deep inside her.  The pain was gone, completely
kicked aside by the growing, savage animal passion that had stealthily slipped
from her loins and taken control of her naked body.
  "Oh, God...it's so good!  It's so good!  Oh, shit, fuck me!  Fuck my ass so hard!"
  A long, deep moan growled from her lips, her body arched hard against his
pelvis.  His long, thick cock rammed deep inside her asshole.  She screamed
again, wordless, gasping cries as a torrent of her own juices flooded from her
ravenouly hungry pussy and drained down the narrow furrows of her buttocks,
streaming in a white, warm wave over the huge black shaft imbedded deep in her
rectum.  Spurred on by the sight of her orgasm, the Negro pumped into her anew,
spreading the buttocks-cheeks of her naked,
unprotected ass with his fingers to allow his giant prick even deeper entry to
her forbidden, tightly-clasping tunnel.  He pulled the immense shaft all the
way out, leaving just the distended, pulsing tip to keep the tiny hole open.
Then he rammed straight down, sinking deeper and deeper until his kinky-haired
pelvis smashed against her naked, upturned ass.  He could feel her
struggling to get her legs wider, to suck his gigantic cudgel deeper into her
belly, to swallow him up in the intense, raging inferno of her loins.
  Eleanor was now aware of nothing around her.  The room could have been filled
with all her friends, all her relatives, and it wouldn't have mattered now.
Suddenly she was lost in the animal raptures of pure, undiluted, savage
passion, simple and primative.  She imagined herself a helpless love-captive of
this towering African above her, his to do anything with that he desired.
Every muscle, every nerve in her trembling body was attuned to his rythmic,
plundering thrusts that seemed deeper and deeper with every powerful lunge.
She had become just an extension of his strong, black loins,  just another
instrument of the burning, savage lust now about to explode from his
sperm-swollen balls.  He reached between the fleshy cheeks of her buttocks and
the cushioning pillow, lifting her even higher, tilting her painfully upward so
that the rapid, potent thrusts were straight down into her asshole.
  She was insane with salacious desires!  She had no control at all over her
body.  It was responding on its own, humping and writhing as the Negro bored
mercilessly down into the tight, hairless tunnel of her rectum.
  And then it began to spurt!  The heated lava-like flow shooting like liquid
flames deep up into her bowels, blasting up into her belly, ripping through her
hungry, receptive body in never-ending spurts.  Over and over again the white
flow erupted from the throbbing, blood-swollen head of the huge, black shaft,
filling the cavernous hollow of her insides and draining over the
tightly-sucking muscular ring of her anus, streaming in a warm flood down both
sides of her creviced bottom.  It trickled in twin streams down her upturned
back and down oover the hungry lips of her vagina, soothing the lust-inflamed
passage with an oozing, viscous balm.
  When every precious drop had been milked from his thick, pumping penis, when
every hot spurt had been sucked down into her belly where it mingled luridly
with the sperm of the other man, he gave one last, gasping lunge, and pulled
his now soft, pliable cock from her still tightly clenching anal grip,
collapsing, exhausted, on the bed beside her.
  She knew she should feel worse than ever before in her life...  that she
should be crying pitifully from this horrible, filthy act of perversion she'd
been forced to endure.  She knew she should feel abused and humiliated, lying
prostrate at the bottom-most pit of wanton depravity, but she didn't.
  She felt nothing except the fullnes of her sperm-laden belly, the warm glow
of satisfaction that had eluded her all these years.  She couldn't help it.
She would have been lying to pretend otherwise.
  She glanced through the slits of her blood-veined eyes and caught a glimpse
of Cheryl, laughing and giggling like a teenager, pulling the other Negro down
onto her squirming, tempting nakedness.  Her tiny fingers gripped around the
hardening shaft of his black prick.  She closed her eyes and drifted
away...drifted as if in space, floating languidly through the hazy shadows of the long night.
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