The Shoplifter Chapter Four - Sex Stories

The Shoplifter Chapter Four

... all the time grinning ear to ear, “What to do think of this sweet thing, nigger? This is Caroline; she’s new sugar here at Bobby’s. Ain’t she special?” As he introduced me he moved my arms back even further, accentuating my breasts. Dampness was flowing from my breasts and my sex. The world was spinning. I was overcome with strange, powerful, erotic, sexual energy. For a short while I had reprieve from all that tortured me. I was out of my mind with pure erotic sexual energy. The black guy stopped right in front of me and lifted my top. With my arms pinned backward, I was defenseless. He held my blouse up, examining me up and down. “Your right Bobby; this is one fine girl. She looks so sweet! It looks like she all knocked up—looks like she got it real young.” He fondled my right breast through my thin bra for a moment and then brought his mouth down to it. I heard Bobby behind me laughing, “She a bit bound up there for a good taste test, don’t you think?” With his free hand Bobbie reached down and lifted my top further. There was a flash in the dark and I felt cold steel against my warm chest and then I felt my breasts drop free. I looked down to see this black stranger consuming my bare breast with a switch blade dangling in his right hand. He was obviously high on something, but he was incredibly skilled with the knife. I shuddered and instinctively tried to move backward, but Bobby’s pressure on my back held me firmly in position. Bobby held my top upward with this free ...

... hand while the stranger’s blade slit it from top to bottom in one slash. After a couple more quick slices and one tug, the stranger threw the tattered remains of my new bra across into the middle of the smokers. “Give that a sniff, niggers. This girl smells so good it makes my eyes water.” I could distinctly hear Bobby laughing behind me. The black stranger’s mouth found my right breast. He engulfed it as his knife cut my belt, and the side of my skirt. Now cut free, my skirt joined the remains of my bra in the middle of the group. “Don’t think you got need for that neither, girl.” He offered as his mouth returned to firmly engulf my breast. A chilling, shudder passed up through my body as I watched the remains of my skirt being handed from one black to the other. Two more quick skillful slashes and my new white panties were split down the sides and tossed over to the group as well. He release his suction on my right breast just long enough to announce, “Add this cute little thing to the stack niggers?” I was nude except for the tattered remains of my top and my sandals. I shuddered wildly as Bobby turned me to face this black stranger more directly. Quickly I learned he had turned me so guy had access to both of my breasts. I was lactating freely and now he started working both of them causing even more flow. Moisture ran freely down my front as he worked me. Finally, he stepped back and looked at Bobby with a big toothy grin, “Robert, ma man, this girl is something very ...