The Shoplifter Chapter Four - Sex Stories

The Shoplifter Chapter Four

... game. You need what you get from black dicks. Now I got a whole bunch of niggers who all know the same thing. They all know you have the wild white girl’s need real bad. They all come hanging our here wondering when you’re coming back. You come on in here and get some tea.” He was grinning ear to ear as he took my forearm and led me up the steps into the house. He went directly through the porch area to the front room where there were at least six black guys lying around on big pillows, drinking and smoking. Even though it was mid day the room was dark. Scary! Bobby whispered in my ear, “Look at this lover you interrupted one of my afternoon parties.” He laughed, The guys were all black, older and appeared stoned. They turned toward the door as we appeared. Bobby stopped there and explained in a whisper, “Most every day some of these niggers come by. I supply the weed and the booze and later the ladies when they have the big desire. You sure welcome here at Bobby’s. Let me show you just how welcome you really are.” With that, Bobby moved behind me, took my elbows, and moved me to the middle of the room as he had done before when I was here. Even though it was daylight, the room was dark with heavy drapes closed across the windows. There was an unforgettable sweet odor. Lou Rawls music was playing somewhere in the background. How could it be that he was playing the same damn music? This was such a conflict for me. I was where I certainly did not belong, but I seemed powerless ...

... to leave. I shuddered with indescribable sexuality as he turned me in front of these men. He knew exactly what he was doing with me—he was putting me on display for their entertainment; and he knew exactly what he was doing to me—driving me wild. The light was subdued enough that I had trouble seeing the men on the floor. I could tell they were black that was about all. I glance down. My breasts were big enough to begin with but they were emphasized by the position in which Bobby held arms. My tummy was so obvious. The short white skirt was way short and so white it glowed in the semidarkness. Step by step he moved me across the room keeping me in front of him. We finally ended up way to close to them. They were all looking up at me from the floor. From that angle, I was certain they could see the triangle of my white panties. After we finally stopped one of the men struggled to his feet and came staggering toward us. My all white outfit almost glowed in the semidarkness. A shudder passed through me. Bobby held me facing this guy. As he approached Bobby brought my elbows back further and further, exaggerating my posture. As the guy got closer Bobby looped his right arm across my back and around my waist such as to pin both my arms back with the one hand. His free hand came in front of me to unbutton the top of my blouse. This stranger from the floor got bigger and blacker as he moved toward me in the semi-darkness. Bobbie applied pressure which moved me a couple steps forward ...