Angela in the Hood

"What a day," thought Angela, as she drove down Marine Blvd. on her way to the bank, "it's just one thing after another!" She knew that she was speeding, but she had to make it to the bank and do the grocery shopping, visit the beauty salon, and she would be hard pressed to make her six o'clock appointment with her friend.

Angela did not grow up with money but now it's her time. Drinks, dinner, and the opera was waiting if she could just get through the day, she might even get to enjoy the evening!

She wheeled into the bank parking lot and practically ran through the front door and into the main lobby, and thankfully, for once there wasn't a line, so she went directly to the teller window and withdrew two hundred and fifty dollars to pay the baby sitter for the week for taking care of her 4 children.

Back in her car, she put it 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 sound the sinister voice said, or I'll give it to you right here". He said with hate! Angela 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're goanna crack it up if ya don't pay attention!" Angela jerked her eyes back to the road and tried desperately to think of a way out of this mess.

For the first time in a long time she was alone not with her best friend.

Finally she offered the black guy money. "I have money, you can have it all, just get out, and leave me alone!"

He laughed a derisive harsh laugh, and said, "You 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, as the cold hard facts now beginning to take shape in her mind? "Just keep driving, I'll tell ya when to stop," he ordered ".

They drove for about twenty minutes, with Angela following the directions her kidnapper gave to her. The neighborhoods were getting rougher and rougher. She noticed they went to a hard area of Fontana.

They were in an area that Angela had never even seen before. It was around a steel mill that had been closed down.

"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 car stuck out like a sore thumb in the dilapidated neighborhood, the chances of the cops accidentally running across it were slim.

With cat like quickness the young black man was out of the rear seat and right next to her when she exited the vehicle, and 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 her 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 Angela, Angela from the HD, huh, ain't nobody named Angela anymore," as he continued looking at the rest of her identification.

Now Angela is faced with the fact he knows where she lives.

What will he do to her children if she does not compile with his wishes?

While watching him , Angela began to settle down, to the point that she asked him, "You know my name, whats yours?" He gave her a quizzical look, and then answered, "Yeah, it won't do you no good any way, it's Felipe, Phil, Phillip, call me what you want. Really what is it. my name's Phil!

Angela tried to guess his age, and if you were just looking at him, he wasn't bad looking at all, but what impressed her the most about him, was his persistent nature, he seemed to know what he wanted.

When he was finished with her ID, 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 interracial bread world, upper middle class, never wanting to mingle with people with no class, and the only sex she had ever had was with her babies father, and they didn't exactly have the most passionate relationship in the world, in their ten three years of relationship, it was normally sex with the lights off, and he was on top, so at her age, you could say that she had lived a very sheltered life.

Never talking to men if she thought they where married or with some one.

Now she was standing in the middle of a dimly lit room, with an obviously honey young man who had just robbed and kidnapped her, and 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!!!

Phil walked around her, giving her the once over as if she were a prime head of cattle and said, "Not bad , what you got hidden under that sweater?" Angela just stood there and said nothing and out of nowhere the young man produced a switch blade knife and the snap of the blade locking into place, filling the quiet room.

"Mama," I ain't gonna ask you to take it off again," brandishing the weapon in a threatening manner! Angela 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 and her family 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 Phillip 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 cut her bra in half, causing her beautiful breast to spill out of there cups. The cool air coupled with the sexual tension caused her large nipples to harden and turn bumpy, while Phil cupped her tits and tweaked her nipples, which caused her to moan softly under her breath, which of course was not lost on this 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 with you, now the rest of your things, off with them, now!!!"

Angela unbuttoned her jeans and slid them off with one motion, taking her panties at the same time, leaving her neatly trimmed bush now exposed, allowing Phil easy access to her private parts.

He reached between her legs and gently fingered her already aroused vagina, taking pains to make sure he got a few good hits on her erect clitoris.

Angela had never been so humiliated and excited in her whole life! Her lovers certainly never made her feel like this, and this young guy 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, 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 he is.

Angela was pretty sure of what was going to happen next, but when Phillip pushed her to the floor in front of him, she wasn't sure she was up to the task at hand!!! The bulge in his pants is larger than she had ever had.

He unbuckled his belt, and told Angela to take off his pants. With shaking hands, Angela took a hold on his trousers and tugged them down. Phil wore boxer briefs, that appeared to have a large banana stuck down the front!

involuntarily reaching out she caressed the bulge, unbelieving at the sheer size of it, and without being asked, she carefully pulled down his shorts, allowing the big cock to spring out of its prison.

Angela only felt her lovers cock in the dark, but Phillip's organ was at least twice that size, and while oral sex was never a part of her home sex life, Angela couldn't resist the lure that the big cock had on her, so she leaned forward and 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. It so good, she did not want to stop.

Phil gave her words of encouragement, and he continued to stand there, content to let the woman take care of him.

Angela couldn't believe what she was doing! If only her friend Cynthia could see her now. 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 cock in her mouth was making her pussy drool like a baby!

She hoped he wouldn't care, but Angela had reached down and was furiously fingering her slit with her free hand, and when seeing how turned on she had become, Phillip could feel his nut sack tightening, which was precursor to his climax. Angela 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, 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 Angela's throat caused her pussy to contract and send an orgasm ripping through her loins while her mouth was being flooded with hot cum, and that only drove her into a higher sexual frenzy!

It was getting dark outside, and her baby sitter would now start looking for her, although calling the police might not be on the agenda quite yet.

She and Phil laid on the bed, with a battery powered lantern lighting up the room while Angela caressed his cock, gazing at it with awe and wonder, never in her life has 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!

Phillip gently stroked her hair, and then said, "climb on, take daddy for a ride!!!" With shaky legs, she straddled him and let him guide his large meat into her waiting pussy, and once the head was in, she slowly rocked back and forth, driving the thick satisfier deep into her tight pussy.

When all nine inches were buried to the hilt, Angela 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 Angela 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 hard!!!"

Without saying a word, Phil's hips began moving up and down, driving his penis in and out of the helpless pussy.

Oh my god," groaned Angela, "fuck me harder," she begged, experiencing the first real fucking of her entire life! Phillip's cock was now ripping in and out of her with abandoned viciousness, rolling her over, onto her back and then continuing his merciless assault on her pussy!

Angela wrapped her legs around his back, trying desperately to hold on to her stud. While she didn't think it would be possible to cum as hard as she had earlier, as the first waves washed over her, she experienced and even harder climax as her pussy was being battered by this black over sized monster, inducing the most incredible orgasm she had ever had in her life!

She did not want it to end but she new she knew she had to hurry. While they lay in each other's arms, Angela kissed Phil on the cheek and informed him she had to leave. He started to protest, but she 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, 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 gave her the two hundred fifty dollars he had taken from her that morning but she just laughed and said, "Keep it Phil, besides we are going to do this again right.

And off she went.