Southern Depravity - Sex Stories

Southern Depravity

... the gin. She lay back to watch Mitzi's face contort to the massive fucking she was getting from the giant dick. She screamed a couple of times, signaling her own orgasms.

Dubois pulled out of Mitzi's shaved snatch just before he blew his load into her. He was saving it for the pretty redhead. Both Dubois and Mitzi pulled her now almost limp body around and the black man placed her legs on either side of himself with her ankles on his shoulders. Mitzi helped pull the short, sexy dress off the high school junior's body, then unsnapped the sexy bra. They both then laid Kendra back on the mattress. The honors student looked up at Dubois and Mitzi's faces wondering what was going on. She had suddenly felt a chill. When she reached up to check her dress, it was gone! All she grasped were two mounds of her own tender tit flesh

Dubois gazed upon the lovely Kendra Jackson's naked body and longed for the day that her lovely mother would also be laid out nude before him, ready to fuck! The evil Negro thought he lusted more for the mother than the daughter! But now it was time for the virgin sacrifice! The 2 by 2 cloth had been placed and all was ready. Kendra was so drunk she hardly realized what was going on. Dubois took one more look at the beautiful, young vagina, checking that indeed the precious hymen was still intact, but would be soon torn away. He eased the big plum head of his nigger dick to the waiting mouth of the innocent hole. He steadied himself, waiting for the ...

... exquisite moment when he would take forever what this young girl had been saving, for him. Then he plunged!

"AAAAAUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHHH! Oh, gawd! Oh, gawd! It hurts! Take it out, pleeeeease take it out!" the young 16-year old cried as the thick cock head tore through the thin membrane guard of her purity. The deed was done, her innocence was gone, and blood was already seeping onto the cloth that would become a new trophy above a black man's bar.

"AAAAAUUUUGGGHHHHH! Pleeeeease your killing meeee! Oh, gawd save me from this big nigger!" cried the desperate young female as her rapist sawed back and forth in the tender chute.

"He's killing me, God! This big nigger is killing me!! EEEEEEeeeeeeee!" the young girl screamed again! The ditzy-headed Mitzi was at her head, trying to comfort her, kissing her cheeks, and whispering into her ear.

"I know, honey, the first time is always the worst, but you will get used to it. Then it will feel good to you! You'll see!"

Kendra knew that her screams for help could not be heard outside of the soundproof room, and that maybe some were watching her being fucked from the club below. But she screamed anyway. It could not be called a rape, because all saw that she lay down willingly. But at that moment, all Kendra cared about was letting her life end, to stop the pain, suffering, torment, and humiliation. But death would not come. Instead she endured two hours of continuous intercourse with the huge nigger taking her in all positions, ...