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He reached up, grabbing the metal loop that dangled from my collar, pulling me down so that my face was just inches away from his.
"WHITE ONLY!! WHITE ONLY!!" he raved, spraying spit all over me, his face a mask of carnal fury. "FUCKING SAY IT!"
"WH--WHITE ONLY!!!" I screamed in terror, the crescendo inside me now finally at hand.
"AGAIN!!" he screamed, yanking down on the metal loop. "AGAIN!!"
"WHITE... WHITE ONLY!!" I squealed, the bottomless pit devouring me whole. "I'M WHITE ONLY!!"
"WHITE COCK PUSSY!!" Johan screamed. "WHITE COCK SLUT!!"
"WHITE OWNED!!" I moaned, waves of fire crashing all around me as Johan summoned my darkness from within, his demonic staff breaking open the gates of the inferno. "WHITE--OHH--OHHHH--WHITE ONLY!!!"
Then, we both started to cum, our bodies engulfed by a torrent of fire, the crackling flames licking at every synapse of our naked, writhing bodies. Our mouths were agape, but there were no more words to be spoken, only screams and moans, ancient sounds with prelinguistic origins, a universal language that was older and more powerful than speech itself.
Outside, it was a calm day, and a cool breeze swept across Los Angeles.
But inside that room, two bodies had torn spacetime asunder, opening a portal to another dimension, one governed by different rules and different morals, where a different Nikki Kim was leading a very different life.
Minutes later, as I lay in bed next to Johan, drenched in sweat and spit, his teenage cum leaking out of me once again, I wondered which dimension was the real one, and which Nikki Kim was the real me.
Am I married, or not?
Am I 34? Or 19?
Do I love? Or do I lust?
Am I wild? Or have I been tamed?
I had more questions than answers, but I knew one thing for certain.
I would never be the same.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 2 months agolies, ignorance and denial as an construct for marriage. I hate it but, i've seen it all too much.
She should... byte his dick off when he aggessivly forced her to suck him, call the police about rape, stealing and forced drugged rape. She should confront herself and his husband - but kept herself in denial and lies. So yes, if she is not willing to back herself up, she deserves to be used like that. Leave the house, get the money of the half and leave the kids to her devorced ex-husband while playing '19 again'. Many women do it like that. Well written story about how many women are-and how reckless, abusive assholes got the hottest women. Sad, but true.
Anonymous10 months agoAs a white guy who loves Asian girls and a fetish for the taboo of slutty, cheating wives… you seem to punch all the right buttons!
The addition of unprotected/pregnancy risk is the icing on a cake I just can’t get enough of. This is my first comment but I’ve read all your stories (up till now) and I love your writing style and the stories/characters you bring to life. There’s an internal struggle between what you need and what you want that you do extremely well. Can’t wait for more! - Rich
jleetechie11 months agoIt is a delicious story, but for the first time there is a flaw. How can hubby not know she slept somewhere else last night?
Anonymous11 months agoYou're a good writer, but if the Nikki Kim character was supposed to get me to hate women, congratulations... You succeeded! How would I have liked to see this story end? With a well placed knife between a psychotic teenager's ribs. What's next? Nikki Kim Call Girl? All the good writing in the world can't save a story like this, because the main character you created has nothing redeemable about her. I understand that's a risk with characters here at literotica, but it's especially disheartening when presented by a writer of your caliber.
