Under the Flag Ch. 6

In the darkness of her own shattered existence, Tammy could see a blinding light approach behind her closed eyelids. Like a freight train rumbling up the tracks towards her inside of a darkened, hallowed out tunnel, Tammy's impending orgasm raced directly for her as the black stud's seething schlong ripped her to the core.

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Sensing Tammy's heavy breathing subtly become more rapid and jerky, Jahon knew she was on the verge of letting go. Feeling the slick, constricting warmth of Tammy's cunt squeeze his dick, Jahon realized he was on the verge of cumming as well. Knowing he had to hold back his release for as long as he could to implement his plan fully, Jahon yelled for Kelly to hurry up with the camera so that Kelly could capture a few pictures of Tammy's face exploding at the same moment her pussy did likewise.

Kelly briskly hurried over, camera in hand, just in time to capture Tammy's body bursting into a writhing, heaving fit as her powerful vaginal release caused her to look like nothing more than a bucking bronco at a rodeo that had just been released from its stall.

"GGGAAAWWDDDD...AAAHHHEEEHHHH," Jahon cringed, trying his best to hold back his own orgasm as Tammy flailed crazily underneath his crushing assault.

Off to the side, Jahon could see Kelly click off picture after picture. "Hold back a few shots, Dawg" Jahon gasped. "I've something special in mind."

"I've got 4 left," Kelly replied.

"Perfect," Jahon nodded.

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Everything else around Carl Scroggins had become a blur as his grave focus registered nothing but the acid stained image of his wife nakedly submitting to a pair of young black men.

His legs felt like oatmeal underneath him as he swayed side to side, nearly tipping over from his paralyzed dread.

Watching intently as Kelly circled Tammy, snapping off picture after picture, Carl caught himself gazing at the lean and muscular young man who glided like a panther around Tammy's catatonic frame.

Harkening back to a few days earlier when his bookie had cruelly forced Carl to suck his bodyguard's huge dick, Carl sickened when he saw Kelly's equally as massive cock swing like a half limp billy club between the kid's sinewy legs.

Carl was mermerized by the way Kelly's dick seemed to jut out from a dense patch of curly pubic hair and the way his huge, hairy balls shined in the yellowish downstairs light.

Carl tried turning his head from the disgustingly base scene he was witnessing, but each time he did, he had to keep reminding himself that his loving wife of 17 years was the one laying naked down there, with a scarf crudely wrapped around her eyes to keep her from seeing the carnal debacle that was being perpetrated upon her.

"I've got to do something," Carl told himself but still, he did nothing.

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Pulling his still rock solid cock out of Tammy's snatch, Jahon quickly wrapped his left hand around it to keep it on the verge of cumming as he repositioned himself.

Looking down at Tammy sprawled on the floor, both Jahon and Kelly couldn't help but feel an internal sense of accomplishment as they watched the naked woman continue to writhe and squirm from the lingering orgasmic pulsations still coursing through her spent frame.

Ready to bust his nut, Jahon straddled his right leg over top of Tammy's prone body, towering above her as he rapidly pumped his cock. Feeling the presence of his cum bubbling in his balls, Jahon nodded over to Kelly once again to make sure his friend was ready with the camera.

Confidently dropping down, Jahon dug his right knee into the carpet directly beside Tammy's left shoulder. Waiting there for a few seconds, Jahon haughtily groped his crotch a few more times before dropping his left knee down beside Tammy's right shoulder.

With the brunt of his weight now perched on top of Tammy's chest and his heavy, heated balls right below Tammy's tiny white chin, Jahon's cock cast a nearly foot-long shadow across Tammy's blindfolded white face.

"Open your mouth...NOW...BITCH," Jahon hissed down in no uncertain terms to Tammy.

"Think we should take her blindfold off, J...let her see what's she's in for, " Kelly asked Jahon as Jahon masturbated right above Tammy's face. "She'd probably pass out if she saw you jackin' that thing off right in front of her eyes."

"Nahhhh...let her wonder," Jahon answered back. "Besides...we can give her a few of the pictures after we get them developed."

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The fact that his delayed flight was departing shortly, Carl continued to stand at the top of the steps, a helpless shell of himself watching as one of the muscular black kids domineeringly took his place above Tammy while the other kid moved in closer with a camera to capture the moment, forever on film.

Carl's face went pale when he saw Jahon drop to his knees and let his body weight press down on top of Tammy's alabaster chest.

Carl's conscience was telling him that he had to act but as he tried taking a step forward, he couldn't help but realize his pants were straining as if something inside of them was causing tension.

Looking down, Carl saw the unmistakable tent shaped bulge that jutted out the front of his tan trousers. Removing his eyes from the embarrassing sight of his own erection, Carl instinctively looked back downstairs to see Jahon gratuitously pumping his glistening black dick right in front Tammy's blindfolded eyes.

It was then Carl began to understand just why he was starting to feel lightheaded. A lot of the blood that was meant to circulate to his head was being diverted lower, creating a stiff erection in his pants despite the fact that it was his wife on the floor downstairs being violated. Without looking down, preventing him from having to face the reality of his actions, Carl blindly allowed his hand to cup the triangular bulge in front of him while he helplessly watched the vile debauchery below.

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"I can't hold it any longer," Jahon gulped to himself, feeling his cum boil to the point of release once again. "Get that camera ready Kelly."

Using his free hand, Jahon nimbly nudged Tammy's lips apart so that he could push his cock into her mouth. Seizing the opening, Jahon forced his erection inside Tammy's mouth, watching with lurid fascination as she wretched from the Intel taste of her own vaginal secretions when she inhaled for air.

"OOHH...YEAAHH," Jahon moaned out loud, feeling as if lightening had struck him when Tammy's tongue glided over his meaty intruder. "Suck my dick like you did back at the bookstore, Lady...make it cum in your mouth again...that's right...swirl that tongue...ahhh...ahhh...aaahhh we gonna make you a black cum addict before we're through, Slut!"

His body beginning the inevitable bucking rhythm of impending release, Jahon sensed Kelly's presence beside of him, finger on the camera's trigger, ready to catch the picture of a lifetime.

With his cock now fully embedded down Tammy's gullet, Jahon beamed proudly seeing the way Tammy's throat worked to accommodate his virile manhood.

"Won't be long Baby," Jahon promised, grabbing the side of Tammy's head in his hands as he talked down to her.

Clutching Tammy's head, using her mouth the same way he had just used her pussy, Jahon shouted down, giving Tammy her final marching orders.

"Just hold your breath for a second...when you feel that first stream of cum...you...better... not... swallow...do you hear me...HUH...YOU BETTER NOT SWALLOW A DROP OF IT!!" Jahon barked crudely. "I'm keeping my dick in your mouth until its completely finished and I don't want a drop of my cum dripping down your throat...or your chin...until I say so!!"

Unable to hold back a moment longer, Jahon's orgasm tore through his genitals like a rifle report, causing the young man to lurch wildly as his 200 pound frame bucked up and down, right on top of Tammy's breasts.

To her credit, Tammy followed every order Jahon had given her as her mouth rapidly filled like a reservoir with the boy's salty, milk-like ejaculate.

Pulling his throbbing cock free from Tammy's gaping mouth, Jahon told her to close her lips immediately so she didn't lose any of his jizz.

"Don't breathe...don't swallow...don't even blink," Jahon ordered, as Kelly leaned in with the camera.

Seeing Tammy's cheeks obscenely bulging out from the sticky, seminal cargo she was concealing, Jahon eased down and coldly whispered into the married woman's ear.

"OK now...open those lips and let us see what you got in there," Jahon cooed.

Desperately needing a breath of fresh oxygen, Tammy immediately did what she was told.

The instant she parted her lips, spoonfuls of shiny cum oozed from Tammy's mouth as if she was regurgitating a vanilla milkshake.

Kelly immediately clicked off a picture of Jahon's cum rushing down the front of Tammy's chin, dangling there like a sticky wet icicle for all to see.

Both boys felt their insides tingle from the graphic sight, but when they heard the hoarse way Tammy coughed as she swallowed what cum was left in her mouth, they almost felt sorry for her.

Looking up at the Confederate Flag that lazily hung directly above them however, Jahon and Kelly looked back down at Tammy, then at each other, and felt oddly vindicated for what they had done.

* * * * *

With the glow from their orgasms now in full bloom, Jahon and Kelly walked over to the pool table to finish off their pilfered beers. After successfully carrying out their wicked plan, reality started to set in and both boys sensed that they probably should start getting dressed and disappear as quickly as they could.

The mellow relief that comes with an orgasm drifted onto both teenagers as they hurriedly through their clothes back on.

"I could use a smoke," Kelly laughed.

"Me too," Jahon agreed as he looked for his shoes.

Looking down at Tammy, knowing she could hear every word they were saying, Jahon and Kelly sensed the married woman was doing what a clerk would after her store had been robbed. She would lay there until she knew the coast was clear before getting up to make some sense of it all.

Even though they would have desperately loved to see Tammy's reaction when she finally did remove her blindfold and saw what kind of hellish fury the kids had unleashed upon her naked body, Kelly and Jahon knew their best case scenario was to get out of the house as soon as possible.

Just as they were about to make their way upstairs, they heard the unmistakable creak of the floor above them.

"OOHH...SSHHIITT," Kelly gasped. "We gotta get out of here...somebody's up there"

"Calm down...calm down," Jahon soothed, obviously flustered himself as well.

Grabbing Kelly by his elbow, Jahon tapped his coat pocket as soon as Kelly turned around, reminding his friend that they had bought a little semi automatic insurance policy in case things did get screwy.

"There's the basement door over there...I don't know about you though...but I'm not ready to leave quite yet," Jahon whispered, his confidence returning upon remembering the gun.

"I don't know, Dawg...lets just get the fuck outta here," Kelly said sensibly.

Making a quick beeline for the basement door, Jahon swung it open before slamming it shut, making it sound as if whoever was down there had just left quickly.

Grabbing Kelly by the arm, Jahon rushed over to the other corner of the basement and dove behind several stacked boxes, waiting to see if whoever else was in the house would make their way downstairs to check things out...

To Be Continued...