SEX STORY #14
THE EBONY SATISFIER
”What a day,” thought Paula, as she sped down Marine Blvd. on her way to the
bank, “it’s just one thing after another!” She knew that she was speeding, but
what with the stop at the bank, grocery shopping, and a visit to the beauty
parlor, she would be hard pressed to make her six o’clock appointment with her
husband. Drinks, dinner, and the opera, if she could just get through the day,
she might enjoy the evening! She wheeled into the bank parking lot and
practically ran through the front door and into the main lobby. For once there
wasn’t a line, so she went directly to the teller window and withdrew two
hundred fifty dollars. Back in her car, she put the big Caddy in gear and headed
off to the market, paying little attention to what was going on in the back seat
behind her. As she fumbled with the cd player, her blood ran cold when she
glanced into the rear view mirror and was stunned to see a young black male
pointing a gun right at her head! “Don’t make a move bitch, or I’ll give it to
you right here,” he said with a vicious snarl! Paula froze, struck with absolute
terror, unable to take her eyes off the menacing presence behind her. She was
brought back to reality when he barked, “Watch the road you dumb cunt, you’re
gonna crack it up if ya don’t pay attention!” Paula jerked her eyes back to the
road and tried desperately to think of a way out of this jam. Finally she
offered, “I have money, you can have it all, just get out, and leave me alone!”
He laughed a derisive harsh laugh, and spat, “You rich bitches always think that
money can buy you everything, well, bitch, this time it can’t!” “W-where are you
going to take me,” she stammered, the cold hard facts now beginning to take
shape in her mind? “Just keep driving, I’ll tell ya when to stop,” he ordered,
“and just remember, I can take ya out any fucking time I like!!!”
They drove for about twenty minutes, with Paula following the directions her
kidnapper gave to her. The neighborhoods were getting rougher and rougher, until
finally they were in an area that Paula had never even seen before, let alone
having walked through! “Pull over right here,” the young man ordered, “and get
out of the car!” They had parked in front of and old abandoned building on a
deserted dead end side street, a street that rarely if ever saw any police
traffic. Even though her late model Caddy stuck out like a sore thumb in the
dilapidated neighborhood, the chances of the cops accidentally running across it
were slim indeed! With cat like quickness the young black man was out of the
rear seat and right next to her when she exited the vehicle. Even though he
wasn’t particularly big, when he took her by the arm, she could feel real power
in his firm hand. Practically dragging her, he lead her into the vacant building
and took her to the second floor where he had set up the living room as his
bedroom. There was a fireplace for heat, some old broken down furniture, and an
old mattress over in the corner. Not very hospitable to say the least! He threw
on to the bed and grabbed her purse, dumping the contents onto the floor. He
opened her wallet and pocked the two fifty she had just withdrawn from the bank,
and then slowly went through her credit cards. He looked up at her and said, “So
your name’s Paula, huh, ain’t nobody named Paula anymore,” as he continued
looking at the rest of her identification. While watching him go through her
things, Paula finally began to settle down a bit, to the point that she asked
him, “You know my name, can you tell me yours?” Her gave her a quizzical look,
and the answered, “Yeah, it won’t do you no good any way, it’s Lemont, my name’s
Lemont!
Paula guessed that he must have been about twenty five or so, and if you were
just looking at him, he wasn’t bad looking at all! What impressed her the most
about him, however, was his cat like reflexes, he seemed to move with an
effortlessness that was truly amazing. When he was finished with her purse, he
turned his attention back to her. “Stand up and get over here,” he ordered, all
the time keeping his eyes glued to her body. She felt another chill go through
her, only this one was sexual in nature, as she could feel his eyes looking
right through her clothing. She was repulsed to be sure, but the sexual aura in
the room could be cut with a knife. She definitely came from a white bread
world, upper middle class, never deigning to mingle with the “little people”!
The only sex she had ever had was with her lawyer husband, and they didn’t
exactly have the most passionate relationship in the world, in their twenty
three years of marriage, it was normally sex with the lights off, and her hubby
on top, so at forty two, you could say that she had lived a very sheltered life.
Now she was standing in the middle of a dingy dirty room, with an obviously
unstable young man who had just robbed and kidnapped her. To top it all off, she
was pretty sure that he was going to rape her or worse, and for some strange
reason she didn’t feel terrified at all anymore.
Lemont walked around her, giving her the once over as if she were a prime head
of cattle and said, “Not bad for and old white bitch, what you got hidden under
that sweater cunt?” It sounded like a rhetorical question, so Paula just stood
there and said nothing. Out of nowhere the young man produced a switch blade
knife and the snap of the blade locking into place filled the quiet room.
“Mama,” he intoned, “I ain’t gonna ask you to take it off again,” brandishing
the weapon in a threatening manner! Paula again felt the stab of fear in her
belly, but she knew that if she resisted he would take her anyway, and probably
hurt her in the process, so she slowly lifted the bulky cardigan over her
shoulders and let it slide off her arms onto the floor. She tried to fold her
arms over her bra, but Lemont grabbed her by the wrist and told her to leave
them at her side. He then took his knife and slid it between her breasts and
with a quick motion deftly cut her bra in half, causing her large chest to spill
out of the d size cups. The cool air coupled with the sexual tension caused her
pink nipples to harden and turn bumpy. Lemont cupped her tits and tweaked her
nipples, which caused her to moan softly under her breath, which of course was
not lost on the surly young thug. “Ha ha ha,” he laughed roughly, “like gettin’
your tits felt up do you, well I’m gonna do a lot more than that before I’m
through you!!!” “Now the rest of your things, off with them, now,” he said in a
hard edged voice! Paula unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off with one motion,
taking her panties at the same time. Her neatly trimmed blonde bush was now
exposed, allowing Lemont easy access to her private parts. He reached between
her legs and roughly fingered her already aroused vagina, taking pains to make
sure he got a few good hits on her erect clitoris. Paula had never been so
humiliated or excited in her whole life! Her husband certainly never made her
feel like a slut, and this young black boy was not only making her feel like a
tramp, he had a way of making her enjoy it! It was obvious that he liked her
body, and even though he was using crude street language to describe it, it
still built up her ego to think that she could turn on a experienced street
person like Lemont.
Paula was pretty sure of what was going to happen next, but when Lemont pushed
her to the floor in front of him, she wasn’t sure she was up to the task at
hand!!! He unbuckled his belt, and told Paula to take off his pants. With
shaking hands, Paula took a hold on his trousers and tugged them down. What was
left was a tight pair of purple bikini shorts, that appeared to have a large
banana stuck down the front! Paula involuntarily reached out and caressed the
bulge, unbelieving at the sheer size of it! Without being asked, she carefully
pulled down his shorts, allowing the big pecker to spring out of its nylon
prison. Paula usually only felt her husbands cock in the dark, but Lemont’s
organ was at least twice that size! Oral sex was never a part of her home sex
life, but Paula couldn’t resist the lure that the big cock had on her! She
leaned forward and gingerly took the purple head into her mouth and thought, “My
god, it’s so smooth and soft, almost like velvet!” She became more aggressive
and moved the head in and out of her mouth, jerking the big shaft as she did it.
Lemont gave her words of encouragement, and he continued to stand there, content
to let the white cocksucker take care of him. Paula couldn’t believe what she
was doing! This was the first time she had ever sucked a cock, and she was
finding out that it was the most exciting thing she had ever done sexually. In
fact, the mere presence of the huge pecker in her mouth was making her vagina
drool like a thirsty dog! She hoped he wouldn’t care, but Paula had reached down
and was furiously fingering her slit with her free hand. Seeing how turned on
she had become, Lemont could feel his nut sack tightening, which was precursor
to his climax. Paula sensed it too, and all at once felt the urge to suck all of
the cum out of this magnificent organ. Her hand became a blur on his shaft,
flying up and down at an incredible rate of speed. This speed was only matched
by the fingers on her other hand that were busy finger fucking her hot slit! The
first blast of cum that hit the back of Paula’s throat caused her pussy to
contract and send an orgasm ripping through her loins. Her mouth was being
flooded with hot cum, and that only drove Paula into a higher sexual frenzy!
It was getting dark outside, and her husband would now start looking for her,
although calling the police might not be on the agenda quite yet. She and Lemont
lay on the bed, with a battery powered lantern lighting up the room. Paula
caressed Lemont’s cock, gazing at it with awe and wonder, never in her life
having she been so taken by anyone or anything! To her it seemed to contain
super natural sexual powers that made her feel like she was a slave to its
overwhelming presence! The big cock was now again completely engorged and ready
to go, even though only a few minutes earlier it had emptied a huge load into
her willing mouth! Lemont gently stroked her hair, and then said, “Okay baby,
climb on and ride daddy!!!” With shaky legs, Paula straddled him and let Lemont
guide his meat into her waiting cunt. Once the head was in, she slowly rocked
back and forth, driving the thick ebony satisfier deep into her tight pussy.
When all nine inches were buried to the hilt, Paula sat up and wiggled her ass,
making the big penis go in even deeper. She felt totally filled up, for the
first time in her life she knew what it was like to be taken by a real man! It
felt wonderful to be filled up, but what Paula wanted now was to be jammed, and
jammed hard, so she leaned forward and lay her chest on Lemont’s and whispered
in his ear, “Give it to me hard, please fuck me!!!” Without saying a word,
Lemont’s hips began moving up and down, driving his penis in and out of the
helpless pussy. “Oh my god,” groaned Paula, “fuck me harder,” she begged,
experiencing the first real fucking of her entire life! Lemont’s cock was now
ripping in and out of Paula with abandoned viciousness. He rolled over, putting
her on the bottom, and then continued his merciless assault on her blonde
vagina! Paula wrapped her leggs around his back, trying desperately to hold on
to her black fucking stud boy! She didn’t think it would be possible to cum as
hard as she had earlier, but as the first waves washed over her, she experienced
and even harder climax! Her cunt was being battered by this black over sized
monster, but it was inducing the most incredible orgasm she had ever had in her
life!
While they lay in each other’s arms, in a post coital euphoria, Paula kissed
Lemont on the cheek and informed him she had to leave. He started to protest,
but Paula explained that so far she could explain away her absence and nobody
would get hurt or in trouble, but if she stayed much longer, the police would
surely be involved, and then, well, he could go to prison if they caught him. He
nodded his head and told her to go ahead and get dressed. When she was ready to
go, he offered her the two hundred fifty dollars he had taken from her that
morning. She laughed and said, “Keep it Lemont, that last fuck alone was worth
two hundred and fifty bucks!!!” |
