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Defiled Young Housewife


Something about Reggie made Christy uncomfortable. She hoped the huge black man who towered over her husband would not make an instant decision, so she could discuss the matter further with Dave. They could tell Reggie someone else rented the room, she thought.

Reggie had plenty of experience with young, well educated white women like Christy. He realized how uncomfortable he made her feel. A sparkle from the diamond engagement ring and wedding band on her finger momentarily caught his gaze. He knew her type well — a snooty, white bitch who rarely interacted with blacks and thought them far beneath her.

A shrewd businessman from drug dealings on the street, and a seasoned sexual predator never missing an opportunity to nail young, naïve, white pussy, Reggie understood the fleeting nature of this chance at getting inside Christy's pants. He pulled a wad of cash from his pocket, "I'll take the room. How much security deposit do you want?"

Christy standing beside her husband, her arm entwined with his, tightly squeezed Dave's hand as a signal not to immediately accept Reggie's offer.

All the money Reggie displayed mesmerized Dave, who misinterpreted Christy's gesture as an affirmation, "Uh, $500 for a security deposit ought to be enough."

A grin appeared on Reggie's 35-year-old face as he peeled away enough cash to cover the deposit and a year's worth of rent. He handed the wad of money to Dave.

Christy forced a smile Reggie recognized as insincere.

Reggie nodded at the money in Dave's grasp, "I'll need a receipt, indicating I paid the full year room and board plus security deposit."

"Of course," Dave replied with a shake of Reggie's hand to finalize the deal. Dave quickly went to fetch a pen and paper to write the receipt, leaving Christy alone with Reggie.

Dave unwittingly admitted a violent, high-ranking criminal into their home who needed to keep a low profile. And he granted this criminal easy access to his wife. Reggie briefly snuck a glance at Christy's tight ass and firm, young tits, imagining how she looked beneath the modest dress she wore.

Christy certainly was an attractive package. She stood about medium height with a petite build and perfect measurements that included a tight, flat abdomen, nicely curved buttocks, and full, round breasts — the epitome of female form.

The 23-year-old college graduate and housewife took care of her figure by maintaining a strict vegan diet and exercising daily. Her model-like figure, combined with smooth, white skin, dark, blue eyes, and silky, dirty blond hair that extended slightly past her shoulders, received the gaze of many men, who saw in her a girl of their dreams.

But no other man could have Christy because her heart already belonged to her husband, Dave.

"So, what are you studying?" Christy nervously asked, attempting to break an awkward silence. Reggie seemed a little old to still be in college as he claimed, she thought.

Reggie undressed her with his dark eyes. His cock twitched as he thought about the possibility of sticking it in this white bitch.

"African Studies."

In truth, Reggie hadn't set foot on a college campus in years, not since his early days hustling drugs on the street. In his line of business he was able to move up in rank without needing college classes.

His quick reply without any elaboration seemed suspicious to Christy, but Dave suddenly returned smiling with a neatly written receipt and an extra key to their house, "Here you go, roommate."

"Okay, great. I'll be back a little later with my things."

Reggie took his key and receipt from the young couple and departed.

"Look at all this money!" Dave gleefully whispered after the door closed, holding up numerous hundred dollar bills.

"I don't know about this guy. Maybe we should have checked him out or something first, honey."

Dave was counting the money not really listening to Christy. She did not have the heart to press the issue about Reggie living with them.

Dave seemed happier than he had been in a long time, since the rough economy took both their jobs. The warehouse position Dave managed to find did not pay all their bills. Indeed, this was enough cash to bring them current and avoid pending foreclosure.

Reggie returned a few hours later that evening and quietly unpacked in his new room while Christy and Dave went to bed. When Reggie finished settling in, he turned off the light.

After a few moments Reggie's eyes adjusted to the darkness and he silently made his way down the hall to Christy's and Dave's bedroom door, which they carelessly left slightly ajar.

The sound of lovemaking — the rhythmic squeak of bedsprings, the grunts and groans of two young people lost in passion — grew louder as Reggie approached. He stood at the threshold to their room and peered through the sliver of an opening at the two shadowy figures moving in unison, his black skin providing a perfect camouflage in the dimness of night.

Reggie got hard. His cock pushed against inadequate room in his gym shorts and sought release from its confinement.

His turn with Christy would come soon enough, he thought.

"Oh, I'm going to cum," Reggie heard Dave exclaim.

Reggie quietly returned to his room undetected.

"Oh, I love you," Christy cried as she wrapped her arms around her husband in a tight embrace and his body grew tense from his orgasm.

Dave withdrew his modest condom covered penis from Christy's tight vagina and turned on the light on the nightstand beside their bed.

The thin latex membrane, slick with Christy's juices, contained a small amount of Dave's ejaculate in its tip. Christy watched Dave slide the protective barrier off. The two had agreed to wait until after their financial situation improved before starting a family.

A virgin bride and a faithful wife, Christy never had sex with anyone else, and had no desire to. She loved her husband.


Dave left for work early and Christy visited the gym for her daily workout of swimming laps and some resistance training when Reggie woke up to an empty house.

Over the weeks Reggie learned their schedules. He knew Dave would not return from work until evening and Christy arrived home mid-morning.

As Christy entered, Reggie sat shirtless on the living room sofa in a pair of loose gym shorts, numerous muscles bulging beneath his black skin. Christy wanted to tell him to put on a shirt but decided against being confrontational.

Christy's voice contained a hint of annoyance, "When do you attend classes?" She had noticed him gawking at her more frequently and it seemed like the only thing he studied was her figure when he thought she was not looking.

Reggie began obnoxiously rubbing his crotch in front of her while he blatantly raked her body with his eyes, "I take classes online. Where do you work besides out at the gym every morning?"

The way black males inappropriately touched themselves in public repulsed her. "I'm currently between jobs. But I haven't seen you open a book yet since you've been here."

Her reply before she proceeded to her bedroom to escape Reggie's lustful stares contained an air of superiority which made Reggie more determined to soil her.

Reggie waited a few minutes and then followed Christy. When he reached her bedroom, he heard the shower flowing in the master bathroom. He carefully turned the doorknob and entered her room. The bathroom door was shut and locked.

He knew Christy's type. She would be too embarrassed to tell anyone that a Nigger's cock had been inside her. She appeared in excellent shape, and would definitely fight it. But after the struggle he would subdue the petite wife and begin ruining her. He waited for the bathroom door to open.

The shower stopped. Reggie's cock grew inside his shorts as the virile organ prepared to move into a white neighborhood.

Christy opened the door wearing only a red, silk thong with matching bra, and was greeted by Reggie. She tried to slam the door shut to keep him away.

Christy's initial suspicion of Reggie had been correct, but she had ignored her gut feelings to please Dave. In an ironic twist of fate, Christy's attempt to appease her husband now jeopardized their marriage far worse than financial woes.

Reggie's hand blocked the door from closing completely. He overcame Christy's efforts and her feet, unable to hold ground, slid back across the slick tile floor.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Reggie angrily charged into her bathroom.

He unexpectedly punched Christy in her stomach, knocking the wind from her lungs.

She doubled over gasping for air while he dragged her by her hair from the bathroom.

Before Christy regained her breath, Reggie had thrown her into bed and yanked her panties and bra off, leaving the hapless girl lying on her back completely exposed.

Christy wheezed and coughed, "Please, don't do this."

Reggie forced her smooth, long legs apart on reconnaissance of her treasures he planned to plunder. He loved how these high class, white girls kept their pubic areas so immaculately groomed.

Reggie's eyes feasted on Christy's naked body with its gentle feminine curves. Her genitals lacked hair or even stubble due to prior laser treatments. She appeared almost pre-pubescent except for a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair no larger than a thumbnail that remained. Her flat tummy was adorned by a delightful belly button and defined abdominal muscles. Pink areolae a little larger than quarters crowned her firm c-cup tits.

Christy's silky, white skin contrasted with Reggie like type on a page. Her youthful body seemed to lack imperfection like her beautiful face.

Dave was a fool to leave such a gem unguarded with a thug like himself, Reggie thought. He reached down between Christy's splayed legs and gently parted her labia for a closer look at her pussy.

She felt Reggie manipulating her privates like she belonged to him, "Oh, God -- no! Please don't!" She reached down and grabbed his wrist to stop him.

Reggie reached up and twisted her delicate, pink nipple, causing a jolt of pain that would later become a bruise on the perfectly formed flesh.

Christy immediately released Reggie's wrist.

Reggie resumed spreading her labia, locating Christy's clitoris among her delicate pink folds. He licked his thumb and began softly rubbing its smooth, pink hood.

Christy pleaded as Reggie sat between her open legs fondling her private parts, "Please stop doing this to me. I won't tell anyone if you let me go." She hated this disgusting, subhuman animal.

Reggie noticed Christy's clit slowly grow larger from his fillips. He excited the timid head of her clitoris into making its debut for him as he expertly coaxed it from its protective cover.

"I'm married. Why are you doing this?" Christy sobbed as Reggie caused involuntary responses in her body. Her pink flesh glistened with secretions, inviting him to drink her nectar.

Reggie held her vaginal lips apart with his black fingers and orally assaulted her sensitive, pink folds with his long tongue.

"Oh, God, stop it! You're disgusting." Christy sat partially up on her elbows and from over her flat tummy helplessly watched with a contorted face. She tried unsuccessfully to push Reggie's head away from her.

Reggie ached for Christy. He slid off his gym shorts and his monstrous, black organ sprang from confinement.

Christy's eyes widened when she saw the enormity of his appendage. Reggie's cock looked more like a radiator hose than a penis, veins distending beneath its black skin.

No way could the thing ever fit inside her, "Please don't rape me. I promise I won't tell anyone if you stop."

Reggie reopened Christy's labia and aimed his cock at her entrance.

The large head of his penis pushed at her opening and Christy became frantic, "I'll do anything you want. Please don't put it in me. You're too big."

The pressure from his attempted invasion built. Christy fell back from her elbows, clenching the sheets in her fists, "Oh, God! No. Please."

Her husband's pecker must have been incredibly small, Reggie thought. He slowly applied more force to overcome her pussy's resistance until Christy's Labia finally engulfed the head of his penis.

"Ow," Christy cried. Another man's penis entered her for the first time, and her pussy subversively provided the lubrication for its own assault — a lifetime of fidelity undone in little more than an instant.

Reggie gradually advanced more of his cock into her.

He taunted her as he worked more of himself inside her, "That's right girl. You got a black cock in your pussy now."

"You're hurting me. You're too big."

She felt him advance slightly deeper each thrust, "I'm married. Why are you doing this?"

Reggie placed his index finger to her lips, "Shush, you be quite. You may be married but you a hoe for black cock now."

"No," Christy whimpered. But her juices coated more of Reggie's cock with an affectionate sheen.

How could this be happening to her? Why did Dave allow a stranger into their home to do it? These and similar thoughts played through her mind, her face displaying her pain as furrows in her normally smooth skin.

Christy's pussy contained more cock inside it than ever before.

Reggie's cock was triple the girth of Dave's penis and already penetrated several inches into her unchartered territory with only half his length inside Christy. Reggie mercifully refrained going further.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," Christy moaned in concert with squeaks from the bed. Her pussy was growing used to a very different cock inside it.

Reggie attempted to look directly in Christy's eyes while fucking her, but Christy kept averting his stare and moving her head away.

A wild spark appeared in Reggie's eyes as he irately grabbed Christy's chin. He turned her head to face him, "Look at me when I'm fucking you bitch!"

From beneath pools of tears, Christy's eyes met his as he claimed her. She felt his immense, black phallus making its journey in and out of her defeated pussy.

"Please stop it!"

Reggie spoke to Melissa like the thug from the hood that he was, "I want you to cum for me first, baby, and show me how much you love niggers."

She replied with silence determined not to give him the satisfaction of her orgasm. The animal already stole her precious fidelity; no way would she ever cum for this filthy pig.

"Oh, you gonna cum for me whether you want to or not," Reggie warned quickening his pace.

"No," Christy hissed through clenched teeth. But as her discomfort dissipated her cunt traitorously accepted the large, black intruder more as a welcome guest, showering Reggie's black baby-maker with love juice.

Reggie shifted position and felt her pussy begin contracting around his penis, "You really wet girl. Your pussy seem to like big black cock a lot."

Christy grimaced and her hands pushed against his muscular chest. Her vaginal labia clung to his slick cock as it slid through them, "Oh, oh, oh — no!

"Christy's voice grew to a yell as her arousal increased, "No, no, no — stop doing this to me!"

Reggie fucked Christy until unconsciously her pelvis began slight coital movements back. It wasn't an enthusiastic response, but at least she stopped resisting and accepted her fate. He held back from burying the remaining length of his penis inside her.

Christy noticed his acceleration and panicked, realizing Reggie would cum soon. "Please, take it out of me now," she begged.

Christy was a haughty white woman and Reggie enjoyed every step of ruining her: from initially molesting her to introducing her pussy to his huge, black cock and making her orgasm from it. He looked forward to completing the process soon by cumming inside her.

"I' gonna cum in your pussy, baby."

Her eyes became saucers of fear, "No, please don't cum in me."

Christy's dainty white hands renewed their efforts and pushed harder against Reggie's burly, black chest. Arching her back and positioning her pelvis she unsuccessfully tried dislodging him. Her efforts were no match against his huge penis, however, imbedded way too deeply in her pussy.

Reggie's penis occupied Christy's pussy after her attempts to expel it failed. It penetrated even deeper for her insubordination and gushed a torrent of white, gooey cum deep inside her.

She felt slimy ejaculate from Reggie's cock oozing from her overfilled pussy down the crack of her ass, "Oh, no, please -- why?"

The deed was completed. Reggie believed she would be too ashamed now to tell anyone what happened to her. She lay beneath his heavy frame, her pussy clenching his deflating cock in residual orgasms. He had sown the first seeds of corruption in her.

He removed his flaccid cock from Christy as she remained in the bed motionlessly staring at the ceiling, her legs still indecently spread apart. She glanced at Reggie's penis. Even soft, his black serpent appeared enormous and Christy did not believe the horrific thing actually fit in her.

"You ever give your husband head?" Reggie asked.

Christy looked at Reggie with bewilderment as the muscular man who just defiled her firmly grabbed her shoulders and guided her to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. She understood what he wanted when he shoved his penis, hanging from him like the trunk on an elephant, in her face. His cock was disgusting, still slimy with both their fluids.

"Open your mouth and suck on it like a good girl. I don't want to hurt you more."

Christy did not think she could tolerate Reggie's cock in her mouth without vomiting. But Reggie tightly pulled her hair and forced her to suck on it. Her lips barely fit around the foul thing.

To her surprise, even though revolting, the taste was not completely disagreeable. As she followed Reggie's directions, he released his grip on her hair and his treatment of her improved. Christy gently rolled his golf-ball size testicles in her hand while drawing on his shaft.

"That's a good girl," Reggie condescendingly said, as if speaking to a child. "There's enough cum in my balls to make you spit out black babies until your ovaries dry up."

To Christy's dismay, his penis became larger in response to her forced caresses. She couldn't believe he was hard again. Dave usually came once after five minutes and was done for the evening.

Erect, only the head of Reggie's shaft fit in her mouth.

Reggie instructed her how to work his cock with her hands while running her tongue and mouth along it. She had no choice but to comply with his demented demands.

Her wedding band sparkled on her finger while she gracefully tugged on his dark, veined appendage. His cock twitched, startling her slightly. She held the massive shaft with both hands and length to spare.

Reggie felt another batch readying, "Make sure you swallow it all, bitch."

Christy didn't want to swallow the nasty, white cream that spurted into her mouth, but Reggie prevented her from pulling away. After the first couple of mouthfuls, Reggie could tell the taste became less distasteful to her by the way she started gulping it down.

He released his hold and Christy continued milking and swallowing every last drop of cum from his cock, not noticing that he let go of her head. When the cum eventually stopped flowing, Christy pulled her mouth away. A thread of jism momentarily spanned from his softening phallus to her lips, like a web from a spider, one of many strands trapping its prey.

For a moment only silence stood between them, then Reggie spoke, "Just in case you get any stupid ideas about telling your husband or anyone else about this, I am Reggie Johnson. If you don't recognize my name, look me up on Google.

"If anyone finds out I'm here, my homeboys gonna come look for you. If I'm arrested for any reason, my homeboys gonna come look for you. They'll find you, your husband, your future kids, your parents — anyone even remotely related to you. No matter where you hide, it won't be a nice death for any of you. So you best hope I don't get busted for anything."

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