Turn the Page: Pt. 04

Standing up, Fagin glanced at the monitor. "Give her some time to recover" he said and switched off the screen with the remote.

Chapter 5:

Time had passed, but how long Terri couldn't guess. She pulled her fingers from her throbbing pussy. A small trail of Fagin's cum trickled into her hand. She reached up and freed her other arm from the manacle.

Her body felt a bit stiff and she was starting to feel quite cold. It must have been at least thirty minutes since she had collapsed, she reasoned as her body had cooled down from the vicious workout. At least Fagin had left the light on she thought. Glancing around the room she saw a small door by the corner. Staggering over she opened it to reveal a small, not very clean toilet. Her needs overruled her distaste, so she tried to hover above the grimy seat while she had a much-needed pee. More semen splashed out into the toilet. Terri couldn't believe the quantity on cum Fagin had deposited inside her. No wonder he had a hundred children!

Back in the basement proper she started searching for her clothes, but they were missing, no doubt taken upstairs by the men. The cold floor of the basement was a real discomfort, so until she could think of what to do next Terri got onto the mattresses in the center of the room for some relief.

The door upstairs opened, and Shorty appeared. He swaggered down the steps, clutching a bottle of water in one hand. He tossed it underhand onto the mattress beside Terri.

"My turn" he said, his voice quavering with restrained desire and anger.

Terri picked up the bottle to open it, her throat suddenly parched at the sight of it. Before she could get the cap off it was slapped from her hand by Shorty. The backswing from this openhanded slap ended up catching Terri across the face, flinging her onto her back.

"My turn I said" Shorty cackled.

"MOTHERFUCKER!" could be heard from above.

Horus came down the steps at the run, naked as the day he was born but with a burning rage in his eyes. As Shorty turned to face him, his hand instinctively raised to protect his face. Horus didn't strike at his head, instead he turned his forward momentum into a running kick that caught Shorty cleanly in his groin. The smaller man shrieked and dropped, both hands clutching between his legs in agony. Horus dropped beside him, pummelling the smaller mans face with his fists.

"Don't. Fucking. Hit. A. Fucking. Woman", each word accompanied by a crushing punch.

Horus stood up, looking down at the barely conscious Shorty he hocked and spat on him. Chubby and Dodger had joined him in the basement by this time. All three wore similar expressions of disgust on their faces. Chubby glanced at Terri's confused face, apologetically he said "He shouldn't dun dat. We all gots mothers. Ya don't hit women. Dats it."

The three of them heaved Shorty upright and carried him upstairs.

Maybe five minutes later Horus reappeared, a small blanket that smelt like dog clutched in his hand. He put the blanket around Terri's shoulders and recovered the bottle of water from where it had skittered across the floor.

The water helped Terri's thirst and the blanket, while smelling, was a welcome insulation from the basement's chill air. Horus inspected her face, he smiled and said "Not bad, doubt it will even bruise. That motherfucker can't even hit right."

Terri attempted a weak smile "Kind of glad he is a fuck up then, at least my face is."

Horus pulled the blanket off Terri's body, "Other good news is that he's out, so my turn now."

He positioned himself prone in the center of the mattresses, Terri crawled up between his legs. Shorty's assault had initially dampened her ardour but the sight of Horus's black cock with the intriguing piercings on the base of the shaft reignited the flames. She drew it into her mouth, working her way down his rigid shaft until once again her lip touched metal. Terri continued down, stretching her mouth so that his piercing cleared her teeth, the tip of his cock spearing the back of her throat.

He let her worship his cock for a while, but he had felt her mouth already, he was after something new. Horus pulled her, gasping, off his dick. He turned her till she was now on her back and without any preamble he entered her with a quick thrust. Terri's legs wrapped around him, clutching at him. Her fingers raked across the dark skin of his back as he probed deep inside her.

There was a frantic pace to their coupling, a heat on both of them. Horus's face hovered above her own before sinking down to kiss her. As his tongue slipped into her mouth, she realised he was pierced in other places too. The piercings that she had already known about, on his cock, were now inside her. The sensation of them rubbing the lips of her vulva as his cock stabbed in and out of her was amazing.

"Let me ride you" she said, wanting to experience this new phenomenon from a different perspective.

She clambered astride him, reversed, facing towards his feet. Terri lowered herself gently along his length until the barbells along his shaft came into contact with her again. This time they stimulated her clit as well. She bounced on him a few times, haltingly, as an orgasm built shockingly fast inside her. As it burst, she lost control and sank onto to his full length with a startled gasp.

Terri began humping Horus in earnest now, needing to feel him cum inside her. His hands were on her hips, helping her to keep up a fast pace. She couldn't see her face, not without a monitor, but she was in no doubt that she had the same look as when Fagin had been using her earlier.

"Fuck yeah, that's it girl, come get some" Horus groaned, clearly getting close. Terri would have redoubled her efforts, but she was already going as fast as she could. His left hand snaked around and up, seeking, and finding her sensitive nipples. A slight, tiny twist and she was orgasming again, a long drawn out "Fuuuuuuuck!" escaping her lips.

"Uh-huh, that's right, come get yourself pregnant, gonna go home to that husband of yours black bred, aint ya?"

His words triggered yet another orgasm for Terri, her pussy gripped and spasmed along the length of his cock, the final stimulation he needed to take himself over the edge. Once more she sank fully onto his crotch, she could feel the tremors and twitches inside her as he emptied his whole load deep into her.

"Uh, god, if I wasn't pregnant before, I sure am now" she moaned softly.

Once again, she had a brief respite. Horus fetched some tissues for her to mop herself dry, though Terri was sure there was still a lot of cum still wedged inside her, working its way deeper into her. She had just finished cleaning the worst of it up when she heard the tramp of feet on the stairs again.

It seemed Dodger and Chubby hadn't been able to decide who was next and so had agreed to use her body at the same time. Neither indulged in either the mind games of Fagin or the initial solicitousness of Horus. Dodger lay slightly on his side as Terri, on all fours, sucked at his cock. Behind her, Chubby was pushing as best he could his wide cock inside her. Terri felt like he was pushing a soda bottle into her!

Finally, her pussy adjusted enough to allow him access, albeit reluctantly.

"Fuckin' tight bitch" Chubby grunted, picking up pace. "Good n tight, better than my fuckin ex's sloppy cunt."

"It was only sloppy after you stretched in out bro" Dodger chuckled.

Chubby grunted acknowledgement as he rammed in and out of Terri, no style at all, just brute force, and a need to finish. When they had approached her, Terri had felt every sore and stretched muscle, exhaustion from exercising and then being engaged with multiple men had made her limbs leaden like. However, as the massively thick cock stretched her sore pussy with a delicious assault on her senses, a vitality surged through her body. She found herself pressing back against his thrusts, fucking him as much as he fucked her.

"We is pro life in this basement" Dodger grunted as he bucked his hips slightly, using Terri's mouth in the same fashion Chubby was using her pussy. "That means even though I am gonna fuck that sweet round ass of yours in a minute, I'm gonna be cumming in your pussy too."

"After me" Chubby said.

They changed positions, Chubby lying on his back, Terri astride and facing him. His thick cock seemed easier to take in this position, though she wasn't sure if it was from being stretched or the angle that made the difference. Dodger moved behind her; Terri felt the now familiar sensation of a lubricant being squirted on her rosebud. Dodger used his finger to probe and lube her ass in preparation.

Soon Terri was being rocked by two black cocks sawing in and out of her lower body. All she wanted to do was collapse against the black chest beneath her and to wallow in the pleasure of the moment. Chubby wouldn't let her. He pushed her back up, holding her upright so he could lick and suckle on her 'firm white titties' as he called them.

Chubby came first after a good fifteen minutes in this clinch, thrusting deep with a low basso bellow as her did. Terri barely felt the last spurt leave his cock when Dodger whipped out of her ass so he could replace Chubby in her sperm drenched pussy.

The thought of fucking Terri still full of his friend's semen didn't seem to bother Dodger at all. He held Terri's legs high as he fucked her, delighting in how his large black cock hitting inside her caused the QOS charm to dance drunkenly on her flat stomach. He too came with a roar minutes later, collapsing on Terri's quivering form, his body, slick with sweat, sliding over Terri's equally damp skin as he writhed on top of her, kissing her passionately as he continued to cum.

They led a shattered Terri upstairs, depositing her on the floor of the shower. Switching it on they left her to recuperate.

She was spent. But as she leaned against the cool tiles, the warm water spilling over her body a thought entered Terri's befuddled brain.

"SHIT!"

Dragging herself upright she removed the showerhead from the bracket above her and pointed it directly into her pussy, spreading her labia wide to allow the jet of water to reach inside her. She hosed herself down, unsure if it was a case of too little too late but determined to try anyway.

Terri was so caught up in flushing out herself and then trying to clean the sweat and grime from her body that it was only when she finally turned off the water that she realised someone was in the room with her.

Fagin, still naked and erect once more, stood in the center of the bathroom. Terri's clothes were folded, not well, and piled on the edge of the sink. On top of them was a tightly rolled wad of money. She shivered at the sight of the older man, who was now stroking his massive black cock as he looked at her.

"I don't mind giving a white woman the thing she needs" he said, his face expressionless, eyes flat. "But I don't hold with hitting women, black, white or whatever. I fined my associate and added some more myself. Call it a college fund for what I set to growing in that womb of yours."

"I...I...thanks, thank you, I guess" Terri replied, the scenario so removed from normality, she wasn't really sure how to respond.

"Too late sluicing out that fine fucking pussy. If my swimmers are in you, they are too fast to get caught out by a hosing in a shower. Guess you'll see that in a couple of weeks."

Again, Terri just didn't know what to say. She started to step out of the shower, reaching for a towel hanging nearby. Fagin stepped in front of her outstretched hand however so that instead of a towel her fingers brushed the shaft of his dark cock instead.

"Nu-uh, not yet" he said advancing on her so that Terri had to back up into the shower. Fagin switched the water back on again.

"I'm sending you home with that married white cunt of yours filled full of cum. I mean for you to be leaking it out as you walk back".

He closed the door to the shower cubicle behind him as Terri slowly sank to her knees, hands reaching for his powerful black cock.

Chapter 6:

It was a week since Terri had been in Fagin's basement. She had bought a pregnancy test kit every day, knowing it was too early but too full of dread to wait and see. Each negative result gave her heart a brief skip until once again reason took hold and she bought another kit for the next day.

She had replaced her birth control pills the next day. That was a fortunate move as Horus, it turned out his name was Jon, but Terri could only think of him as she had christened him that day, showed up that evening for another bout of sex. He turned up two more times over the next few days. It seemed he alone in the group had yet to father a child and he was anxious to ensure Terri was knocked up. Actually, the exact phrasing he used as he tore Terri's clothes off the first evening was "You are built for taking black cock, fucking addicted to it now, can see that in your eyes. Only natural you get bred by the black cock too."

Terri neglected to tell him about the birth control pills, partly as she was worried it was too late after the session with the four men and partly because she thought he might stop visiting.

The last time she had gone shopping she'd picked up a new SIM card for her phone as well. She tried calling Dean but as usual it rang out, going to his voice mail. Slotting the new SIM into her cell she dialled him once again. He'd been dodging her calls and she was determined to get to the root of it.

Dean answered on the third ring. Before he managed to say more than "Hello, who is..." Terri launched a tirade at him.

"How dare you treat me like this, I'm your wife, that's who this is. How dare you do this to me!!"

"Oh shit, sorry, oh God. Who told you?"

Terri was brought up short by this, this was not what she'd expected. What did he mean 'who told her?'

"Don't worry about who told me, what about you telling me?" She responded, fishing to find out what Dean had meant.

"I am so sorry love, it just happened. We've been working together so closely and then what with being away from you and everything else it just happened."

"Ichika?" Terri asked, surprising herself with how calm she sounded. The truth was that she was in a panic, Dean had cheated on her! He had cheated. On her! How had she not seen this coming? Did she have the right to be outraged? Maybe not, but that was what she was feeling right now.

"Yes. It's. Well, we have a connection." There was a long pause. Terri was about to speak again when she heard Dean whisper, "I'm so sorry". These three words were soaked in guilt, she heard the remorse and shame in his voice. It was like a plug had been pulled inside her, the anger draining away. He was sorry. He was sorry for finding a connection with one person and cheating on Terri with her. Terri had been with thirteen men, if you included Shorty and the Motel Clerk, and aside from Dontrell and Abraham she hadn't felt any connection except for lust.

"It's okay" she answered softly, "But we need to discuss where this leaves us."

They talked for over an hour, both of them falling to tears a number of times during the conversation. Terri decided to not share her own affairs with Dean, it wasn't going to change the outcome for their marriage, and she would prefer to part as friends. That wouldn't have happened if he'd learnt the truth.

They agreed to talk more later after they'd both processed what had happened. But it was clear as they hung up that Dean and Terri were finished as a married couple, everything that happened after this was just legalities that needed to be followed. Terri cried herself to sleep that night and the next.

Epilogue:

Another week had passed. Terri was packing up slowly, preparing to head back to New Jersey. Dean had received an offer to work for Ichika's company so Terri needed to vacate the apartment as Dean's work would no longer be covering the monthly rent.

She held a pregnancy kit in her hand. After the breakup call with Dean, she hadn't wanted to know anymore life altering news for a while so she'd stopped testing. That said, everything she's read online told her she should get a true result by this point, positive or negative. It was best to know before she went back home either way. She glanced at her bag on the bed, buried safely among her clothes was the $12,430 she had received from Fagin. That wouldn't go far for an unemployed single mother.

Heading to the bathroom she heard her cell chime. Happy to put it off a little longer she went back to see who had texted her.

It was from Abraham.

'T, forgive my presumptuousness. I have been sending drafts of your work out to some publishers I am familiar with. Apparently, there is a market for books dealing with explicit sexual learning, thanks to the '50 Shades' success. My old publishers were intrigued especially as it was a true story. They weren't in the market for it however but there is a smaller subsidiary publishing house based in Europe that are very keen to meet with you. There is a strong market there for your book they feel. The problem is they want a face to face as it's a true story. They want a feel for the writer. They aren't willing to cover flights or hotel though so there's a chance you might go without any recompense.'

Terri texted back excitedly.

'Abraham, are you kidding?'

'I wouldn't joke about something this important. Is it something you'd consider? Should I reach out to them to arrange a meet? Do you have the finances to travel?'

Terri glanced towards her bag again before replying.

'Maybe. Not sure. Need to pee on a stick first'

Authors Note:

I've had feedback asking that I continue Terri's adventures, perhaps going International. This was initially as far as I'd planned to take this story, however I have enjoyed the fact that some people reading this would like me to continue so I am working now on the next set. Thanks again to everyone who took the time to read this series and who sent me such excellent responses.