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Belle had a thing about black guys ... a recurring fantasy that she knew one day would either get her up to absolute no good, or absolute very good.So why, she kept asking herself as she passed the site that day, why could she not keep her hands out from under her own skirt! And worse, there was one of those black guys at her door! How did that happen? She was sure she hadn't given off any signals.
Fine Brown Flesh
by Perry Jones
Copyright 1999, 2013 © by Perry Jones ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

CHAPTER ONE


Belle had a thing about black guys ... a recurring fantasy that she knew one day would either get her up to absolute no good, or absolute very good.


It was the kind of thought that came to her whenever she saw one of those gigantic bulges on the construction site workers near her house.


Oh, she was a good girl, Belle was ... she knew that she had to behave her lily white self, because that was the respectable thing to do.


So why, she kept asking herself as she passed the site that day, why could she not keep her hands out from under her own skirt!


And worse, there was one of those black guys at her door!


How did that happen?


She was sure she hadn't given off any signals.


Right!


Right?


God ... had she ... unexpectedly lured him into her apartment complex?


God, and if she did, was it then she was supposed to ... supposed to ... let him have her way?


Wasn't that the law of the jungle?


Or some kind of jungle law? She was worried all right, but not enough to prevent the big guy from coming in.


Prevent?


She practically had to drag him in by his dick! But when he shoved one of his huge, shovel hands into her panties, she knew she was in for it! Big and black! Not that!


He was going to expose her naked thighs ...


And she was helpless, tied to the stake as she was ... helpless to prevent the good-looking black guy from pushing her skirt all the way up ...


She could feel the breeze on her legs now, and knew that she was going to be totally exposed ...


Up higher ... Above her thighs ... Above her pussy ...


And then, he reached for a cord and tied it around her waist, so that he could hold her skirt up there ...


And now, his hands slid down the front of her thighs.


"OHHHH...."


She couldn't help it.


It just felt so good, the way he let his fingers lightly stroke her body ... So good ...


So hot and so good ...


She didn't think she was going to be able to take much more of it ...


"Yes ... baby ... you like it, don't you ... you like my hands...."


"God...."


"What is it, baby ... what...."


"Please...."


She was nearly hysterical now. The combination of forced bondage and light stroking of his fingers was driving her crazy. She knew that he was going to make her come. She could just tell ...


There wasn't anything else she could think of ... there was nothing else she could get into her head, except that those awful, and great black fingers were working the shit out of her ...


"I'm going to feel your pussy now ... I'm going to feel it...."


"OHHHH...."


"Yes ... and you have such a gorgeous bush for a white girl ... those thick black curls feel so good in my fingers...."


It was true.


His fingers were rolling through her curls, and she was loving it ...


Loving the way he was touching her ... Getting closer and closer to that spot ... To her most private parts ... To her secret charms ... Her hot garden!


Now, he was spreading her open ... spreading her pussy completely open ...


"What ... ohhh ... WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME ... WHAT ARE YOU DOING ... GOD ... PLEASE ... NO ... OHHHH...."


She was practically delirious with the pleasure ... she was feeling it so deep, she thought she was really going to lose it ...


And still, he was taking his time, making sure that every step of the way, he was taking her down that hot road ...


Now, he let one of his fingers gently stroke her between her legs..


Gently take her and stroke her and feel how it was on her fingers ...


And God he loved doing it to her ... Watching her face, her naked and exposed face as he ran his fingers up and down her crack ... Working her all up, making her go crazy with it ... It was just so good ... So hot and so good ... It was incredible ...


And still she was not able to help herself ... she felt her pussy starting to cream up all over again, and spill drops of her love dew onto his fingers.


"You're so wet," he said to her ...


"OHhhh...."


"Come on, baby ... you know you want me to give you two full fingers right up your pussy, don't you ... come on ... don't you...."


"OHHHHH ... PLEASE...."


"Ask me nice ... come on, ask me nice...."


"Please ... touch me ... touch me...."


"Where...."


"In my ... in my ... God...."


"You have to tell me where...."


"In my pussy...."


He was right In front of her face, looking deep into her eyes ...


"Come on ... beg me ... beg me for it ... beg me ... you know you want it ... beg me for it ... come tin...."


"IN MY PUSSY ... TOUCH ME IN MY PUSSY ... USE YOUR FINGERS ... JESUS ... USE THEM...."


He smiled, knowing that she was as turning ... that her resistance was being broken down ... and that she was begging him for it.


It was so good ...


So hot and so good ...


He couldn't believe his luck in choosing this babe ...


This was the kind that you got once in a year, maybe ... the kind that didn't need much prodding ... that didn't need much to let her know what was expected of her and what she had to do ...


He just knew from the way she'd sashayed past his work site she wanted it.


A good white trash tramp ...


The kind you could jerk off over in prison for life!


But he was getting it now ...


Getting it nice and hot.


Oh yea, this babe was the kind that loved doing it ...


Loved pleasing black dudes like him ... That was what it was all about ... What everything was all about ... And now ...


Now, she was really starting to get hot ...


As he held her pussy wide open and shoved not one, not two, but three full fingers deep inside of her ...


"OHHHHHH...."


"Yeah, baby ... take it ... take it deep...."


"GOD, WHAT ARE YOU ... WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME ... WHAT...."


"Finger fucking you, baby ... finger fucking you...."


"OHHH ... JESUS ... JESUS CHRIST IN HEAVEN, DON'T ... PLEASE ... YOU'RE DRIVING ME CRAZY...."


And now he was moving his fingers around inside her hot juicy pussy, all in different directions, making sure that she could feel it ... making sure that she was going out of her mind ...


That's what he wanted ...


To drive her totally crazy ...


To make her wild!


And now she was spreading her legs, and giving him the perfect view of her gorgeous thighs ... those thighs that she guarded so assiduously from all the boys and the college students who tried to get into her panties ...


Now, the one day she felt like going without them, she was being raped ... tied and raped ... and driven to a fever pitch by all that was going down ...


And she couldn't believe herself ...


She couldn't believe that he had her begging for more ...


What was she going to do ... what could she do? She didn't think she was going to be able to take much more ...


She just didn't ... But still she continued ... Still she continued taking it ... As deep as she could ... As hot and as deep as she could take it ... Until she knew she was going to come ... Damn, but he was going to make her shoot her load ...


He was going to make her come ... All over ...


And there was nothing she could do about it ... Nothing at all ...


"OHHHH ... GOD ... WHAT ... WHAT ARE YOU ... WHAT...."


But she knew all too well what he was doing to her ... She knew and she loved it ... loved it and wanted more ...


Wanted so much more ...


Wanted to come for him ...


Wanted to reward him with her come ... with her warm, sticky cum clinging to her fingers ...


"YES ... OOOHHH ... YES ... YES ... THAT'S RIGHT ... YES ... GIVE IT TO ME ... GIVE ME ALL OF IT ... OOHHH ... GOD ... YES ... I’M COMING ... I'M COMING...."


And she was ...


Spending all over him ...


Spending so much that it ran out of her pussy, even as jammed-up as she was, and down the side of her naked inner thighs ... all the way past her knees ...


That's how much she came ...


And when he finally took his fingers out, her head just hung down, humbly on her chest.


She'd never been jerked off like that before.


Never.


And now, she was before him, naked and with much despair, not really knowing ... not really knowing what to expect next.


For all she knew, they were never going to let her go ...


She'd be their prisoner until they finished with her, and then she'd die ... Just like that ... Simply die ...


She couldn't bear the thought.


She was so young, and so alive ...


She didn't want to die.


Not now ...


Not like this.


"What's your name...."


She looked up.


He was standing in front of her, with his fists on his hips.


God, but she couldn't help but think to herself just how good-looking he really was.


With those broad shoulders, and that good-looking black face.


"Belle," she said, softly.


"Belle ... that's a nice name...."Thank you." The politeness only underscored the absurdity. She wasn't sure what was going to happen next. But she was waiting ... And she was ready ...


"I'm going to do everything to you that you ever dreamed of ... and probably things you never did...."


"Ohh ... why ... why me...."


"Because," he said, smiling, "You're the best looking chick out there tonight. Didn't your mama ever tell you not to be out alone in this type of neighborhood?"


He smiled.


She looked at him.


It was too strange, too bizarre for her.


"I ... please ... let me go...."


"If you behave yourself, and do anything and everything that we tell you ... we'll probably set you free...."


Probably.


That word.


That single word that lingered there. She couldn't believe the way it was driving her crazy. If only ...


If only she didn't have to go through this ... If only ...


It wasn't really fair ...


It wasn't ...


But she figured there was nothing more she could do.


She was trapped and that's all there was to it.


Now, though, she was looking for some sort of way to placate him.


"What's your name," she asked back.


"George. I'm George. That's my real name, mama ... and I don't mind tellin' you because if I do let you go it's 'cause I trust you...."


She didn't understand what he was talking about.


She didn't know that she was to be kept prisoner until she was so well turned she would be begging for more ...


And who would go to the police under those kinds of circumstances.


So she stayed tied and waited ...


Waited for what she knew was going to be the evening of her life.


He put his hands on her face again.


She liked that.


Even as she stayed tied up, with her shirt pushed around her shoulders and her skirt tied to her waist.


She was still very wet between her legs, and wondered if she were going to be kept wet the whole night.


From somewhere deep inside she wished the answer to that was yes.


She just couldn't deal with it too well yet, was all.


But she was working on it.


She was really trying.


Which didn't prevent her from letting out that gasp when she realized he was starting to unbutton his own shirt!


Slowly, one button at a time he undid himself, until finally, he was completely free of it, pulling it out of his pants and pulling it over his arms.


What a chest!


She had to admit, it was really something ...


Now, she looked at his body ...


At the rippling chocolate muscles.


He was really put together like a dream ...


And she hoped that he would ...


He was!


Just what she wanted!


And her stare gave her away.


She was staring at his crotch, hoping he was going to undo it and take off his pants ...


He was smiling as he slowly undid his belt buckle, letting his clothes fall away ...


He liked that ... liked it a lot ...


And then, when his jeans fell to the floor, she breathed in again, sharply. No underwear!


He wasn't wearing any underwear!


She couldn't believe this!


It was just all too much for her.


How hot ...


How unspeakably hot that was!


And then she saw for the first time, George's big Johnson!


And what a Johnson it was!


It had to be at least ten inches long, and easily the biggest one she'd ever seen ...


She marveled at the way it stood stiffly at attention, over his big balls ...


"Ohhh...."


She couldn't help it.


She had to sigh appreciatively at his manhood.


And when he took it in his hand ... and held it ... she thought she was going to come again, right then and right there.


"Yes ... ohhh ... yes ... you're so pretty...."


She couldn't believe that she was actually saying that.


Pretty?


She was calling his penis pretty? She loved the way he was holding it, though, in his fist.


That was very sexy.


She'd never seen a man do that before ... a man or a boy ...


And it made her mouth water.


But then, when he started coming to her, she realized that he wasn't going to be holding himself forever.


He had something else on his mind, all right ... Something she wasn't sure that she wanted to participate in ...


As if she had any choice.


He was on her pussy again, attracted to it like a bee to a rose bush ...


And fondling her sensitive lips, trying her best to let him inside.


She was actually a little sore from all that he'd shoved in her before ...


But she winced only until she started to get juiced up ... and somehow the pain gave way to the most delicious pleasure ...


"I'm going to fuck you, Belle," he said, hotly, in her ear.... "I'm going to fuck you ... so good ... so hard ... so hot and hard...."


"Ohh ... Jesus ... please ... please...." She wasn't sure if she was begging him to do it or begging him not to. It was hard to tell.


Now, though, she was starting to feel the head of that enormous prick wiping her pussy, up and down, from the top to the bottom ... And reality finally hit home. She was being fucked ...


She was going to take black cock up her clean white pussy ...


She was going to be made to take his seed ... She couldn't really believe it ...


She wished it wasn't this way ... She wished somehow that she could get out of there ...


At the same time loving every second of it!


Now, with one hard thrust, he was inside of her ... at least five inches all the way up ...


He was in her and loving the way she was moving her hips against him.


He looked down in front of him, seeing his black cock getting so deliriously coated with white cunt juice ... foaming up and going all over him ...


She was really loving it, and knew that he was going to go even deeper now ...


Even though this was as deep as any white cock had ever gone inside of her ...


"OH GOD ... THAT'S SO GOOD...."


She was a hot bitch all right.


George was amazed at her capacity to adapt.


She was almost begging for it now ... and that was driving him really crazy..


And made him fuck her that much harder ...


In and out ... in and out ... over and over, he continued to drive himself deep inside her pussy ...


Now, he put his black hands on that lilywhite ass of hers and squeezed her close to him, pressing her body hard into his.


The force of his pulling was so hard that it made her hands stretch even tighter behind her ... so tight that she thought she was going to lose herself totally ...


"Fuck me ... ohhhh ... fuck me ... please ... fuck me ...


"Yeah, baby ... you love it ... you really love it...." It was true ...


No matter how she might have been trying to deny, or to somehow ameliorate all that she felt, she knew that she loved his dick ...


Was a slave to his dick ...


Would die for his dick ...


And now, she tried to stretch her thighs as wide as possible ...


As wide and as far as possible ...


Until she thought she was going to go crazy ... Crazy from the fucking she was getting ...


And she was trying to take it like a good little girl ...


To please her new master ...


"Yes ... so good ... fuck me ... fuck me ... so good...."


And he kept it up ... kept on fucking her ... kept on fucking her for all she was worth ...


Now, as she felt herself about to pass down another dose of her juices ... she couldn't believe that he was still fucking her ...


That he was still doing the number on her ...


God, but he was good ...


He was so stiff and hard, and kept on working her ...


To within an inch of her sanity.


"Jesus ... so good ... so good ... please ... oohhh ... so good ... yes ... yes ... oohhhh ... fuck me ... fuck me please...."


And then, she felt his grip tighten on her ass, and his mouth lowering to take one of her nipples in ...


She was getting it standing up, and she didn't seem to mind ... Not at all ...


No indeed ... she seemed in fact to love it ... To love it quite a lot ...


And she knew that the more she moaned and sighed for him, the more she was going to get it.


Until, he started quickening his pace and she knew that it wasn't going to be much longer ...


"No ... oohhh ... no ... no ... don't ... come ... in ... me...."


But her pleadings were to no avail.


She knew he was going to coat her insides with his sperm.


She knew she would soon be feeling the hot shot of his cock working it's way up inside of her ...


And there was nothing she'd be able to do about it ...


Nothing ...


"OHHH ... YOU'RE ... FUCKING ... ME ... YOU'RE ... FUCKING ME...."


And then, with a final burst of manic frenzy, he started to shoot his load up her ... deep up her pussy ... until she thought she was really going to lose it ...


Right then and right there ...


Oh, God, he was giving her black sperm right up her womb ...


And she was taking it ...


Taking it ...


With no choice ...


A black man's come ...


He held her a long time, until he let her nipple slip out of his mouth, and his cock out of her well-stretched pussy.


So good.


So hot and good.


Now, finally, she was ready ...


She was ready for a rest.


She hoped that she'd be untied now, that her hands would be let loose, like the rest of her. But that wasn't the party plan. Not by a long shot.


This was going to be a night she would never forget.


And now, they were prepping her for the next stage.


They, meaning that George wasn't alone anymore with her.


He was joined by Honey.


She wasn't sure how this had happened. Had he let her in when he came in?


Or while she was swooning?


Whichever way it was, this was some kind of a plot, and he was part of it!


And so was this other babe.


What did he call her?


Who had the kind of look on her face that spelled nothing but trouble. A black woman, Belle thought. A black woman animal.


God, what were they going to do to her now? When was she ever going to learn to listen to her dear dead mother's best advice.


Never talk to strangers!


Especially black ones with big dicks and bad girl friends!

May be Continued.

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