Harry licked his lips as he watched the vision of loveliness leave
the back stage door of “The Strip Mall”. It was a warm summer
night in the countryside lit by a full moon, and the tall, slender
18-year-old black girl dressed in a thin white cotton dress was
the last dancer to leave the show. The parking lot was almost
deserted except for a few cars and Harry’s van. Tom, Dick and
George were in the back waiting.
For four hours the four horny old white guys had sat in the
audience watching this Nubian beauty with her close cropped curly
hair, gold hoop earrings, big firm pointy tities, shaved pussy and
long legs dance and strip on stage The girls at this joint made
their tips when they lap danced the customers after each
performance. And this Keisha had made plenty of dough off of them,
climbing on their laps, thrusting her firm young boobies in their
face and rubbing their throbbing hardons with her pussy. Only the
thin fabric of their underwear and jeans had separated them from
paradise. They had shelled out all their dough but they were now
determined to get all their money’s worth.
Keisha’s white strap on spiked heels clicked on the blacktop as
she walked unconcernedly toward her car. As she passed near the
van Harry yelled “Now!” from the driver’s seat and Tom, Dick and
George flew out the back door. Keisha only had time to open her
mouth to start to scream as the three big old white men rushed
toward her. But George had his hand around her mouth even as Tom
grabbed her waist and Dick seized those luscious long black gams.
In less than ten seconds they had lifted her off the ground and
thrown her onto the mattress in the back of the van. As they
slammed the back door, Harry screeched out of the parking lot and
sped down the highway towards a side road that led several miles
back into a deserted woods.
Keisha’s eyes were wide with fear as she writhed in the grip of
the three old white men she had entertained. George had her left
arm, Tom her right and Dick was holding her ankles to the
mattress.
“Please! Let me go! You can keep my purse!”
This only made them laugh. Dick leered down at the helpless black
beauty, licked his lips and said, “We don’t want your money, just
all that sweet honey between your legs!”
The reality that she was about to be gang-raped by these white men
was now unavoidable for Keisha.
“No! Help! Rape! Rape! Rape!” she screamed as she struggled to no
avail.
“Go on honey, scream your head off!” Tom chortled with glee.
“Nobody can hear you. God, I love to hear a pretty little colored
gal holler.”
Tears rolled down Keisha’s cheeks. “Please, at least put on some
rubbers. So I don’t get pregnant.”
Harry called out from the driver’s seat, “Aw, why would we wanna
spoil the fun? Knocking you up is goal number one. We need some
more little mullata babies in this neck of the woods don’t we
boys?”
“Hell, yes!” they chorused.
Harry pulled off the dirt road over to a clearing in the woods and
killed the engine.
“Okay boys, lets have some fun! This van is gonna rock!”
Harry climbed between the seats into the back. Dick slid over to
the left, handing him Keisha’s right ankle to hold. He gazed down
at the trembling black girl, spread eagled now before their
lustful animal stares. Licking his lips he ordered, “Rip her
clothes off!”
Keisha screamed as hands quickly rent her blouse down the front,
exposing her braless twin chocolate mounds. Dick and Harry ripped
off her skirt and quickly pulled her white panties down her long
luscious legs past her ankles. The only thing left on her was her
white strap-on heels and gold hoop earrings.
Fully erect white cocks popped out, standing at attention as the
men unzipped their pants. Harry stared mindlessly at the bright
pink opening of Keisha’s pussy, his mouth hanging open. Sticking
his left middle finger in his mouth for lubrication, he brought it
down to Keisha’s little pink slit and began rubbing her pussy lips
and clit. Then suddenly he jammed it into her fuck hole.
Keisha grimaced in pain, closed her eyes and turned her head to
the left.
“Oh yeah! She’s tight! This is gonna be some fine pussy boys!”
Withdrawing his finger, Harry quickly unbuckled his pants, pulling
them to his knees and positioned himself between Keisha’s thighs.
His cock was already leaking pre-cum as he began rubbing the head
up and down her slit, from clit to fuck hole. Keisha was silently
grateful for the little lubrication that the fat old white man’s
saliva and pre-cum was supplying to her soon to be ravaged pussy.
“This is how we do it around here boys,” Harry boasted. “This is
how we maintain racial diversity. Your cock and cum go in here and
nine months later, out it comes, another mullata baby with four
old white men for a pop!” The gang laughed.
With that, he rammed his cock up Keisha’s tight little cunt. She
gritted her teeth and began tossing her head from side to side as
the old man thrust farther and farther into her.
“God, she’s tight!” Harry exclaimed as he began pumping. “How
about that boys? Our own private black sex slave! Your pussy and
mouth was just made for white men’s cocks honey.”
As Harry put more of his weight on her, George and Tom began
squeezing her titties and pinching her black licorice nipples.
Keisha pursed her lips. George and Tom began sucking and gently
nibbling on her chocolate milk makers.
“Hey, she’s getting wet in there boys! I think our little black
whore likes it!”
He was right. Despite herself, Keisha’s body was beginning to take
over, responding to the cock pumping inside her and the loud
slurping, gentle sucking of her tits. Her pussy was lubricating
now, easing the passage of the white cock deeper into her love
tunnel.
Harry almost couldn’t believe that his fat old white prick was
buried to the hilt inside the pink pussy of a beautiful young 18-
year-old black girl. He could barely hold back from coming. Just
the thought that his sperm was going to soon splatter all over the
inside of her young unprotected womb was almost too much. More
than anything in the world he wanted to make a mulatto baby with a
hot young chocolate skinned black girl, to knock her up, get her
pregnant. He wanted to watch that smooth flat yummy chocolate
tummy of Keisha’s swell with his hot vanilla seed over the next
nine months till a cafe au lait colored baby popped out.
Harry was pumping faster and faster now as Keisha’s juices really
began to flow. Letting out a grunt, he thrust his cock as far as
it would go up her pussy and splattered his seed all over her
insides, pumping white sperm toward her young, unprotected womb.
It seemed like he was coming forever, pumping gallons of lava
white cum inside her. He wanted to stay this way forever, white
cock in black pussy. Keisha felt Harry’s contractions, the “thud,
thud, thud” of his dick pumping her full of sperm. To her surprise
she found it only made her own juices flow more, getting her pussy
ready for the cocks that would soon follow.
Finally subsiding, Harry pulled out and made way for Dick. They
all took turns fucking her after that. Each one fucked
differently, took a little longer or was a little quicker, but
they all took turns filling the beautiful young black girl’s sweet
pussy up with their cock and cum. When the last one had cum inside
her and her pussy was leaking sperm down her crack, Harry
suggested that they have one more round. Harry shoved his cock
into Keisha’s mouth, while Dick and George placed her little hands
around their members. Tom began rubbing his prick up and down her
gooey slit.
Keisha now had a white cock in her mouth, a white cock in her
pussy, and a white cock in each hand. The sensations were
overwhelming her as she stroked each white dick in her little
hands while sucking as much of the 7 inch white cock in her mouth
as she could, keeping her thick sensuous African lips wrapped
around the shaft. It was hard to concentrate on pleasuring the
other three old white men with her tight little pussy getting
pounded by the old skinny guy on top of her. He was really pumping
her vigorously now, in and out, fucking like a rabbit.
They all took turns pleasuring themselves in Keisha again, moving
in a circle till each had a chance to cum in her mouth and pussy
at least one more time. At dawn, they dropped Keisha off on the
main road, completely nude except for her heels and earrings and
her purse. As they pulled away laughing and waving goodbye, Keisha
cupped her right hand over her bald pussy, which was still leaking
driblets of white cum down her inner chocolate thighs, and placed
her left hand across her bounteous chest. As she began walking
down the road, teetering on her high heels, she hoped the
occupants of the first car she met would take pity on a pretty
black girl without any clothes and not rape her.
Keisha was in luck. She met a police car that took her to the
hospital. But she wasn’t able to give any descriptions of the men
who raped her. Keisha missed her period that month and six months
later was swelling nicely. Nine months after she was raped by the
four old white men she gave birth to two gorgeous cafe au lait
baby girls. A few weeks later, Harry showed up on her doorstep and
proposed marriage. Now Keisha had a decision to make. Call the
Justice of the Peace or call the police?