Chapter 6
"Listen... " hissed Phil, trembling with rage standing outside his landlady's door. The humidity was crucifying. He hooked a finger in the collar of his shirt and tore off his tie.
"You've got no right letting anybody into my apartment without my approval!" Working at the buttons of his starched shirt, he yanked open the flap.
The glib-faced landlady stared at the virile, hairy chest, her eyes squinting upwards into his tanned face. Don't you undress in front of me!" she snarled with all the sourness of her divorced fifty-two years. "Engaged to a nice girl like that... and bringing home filth!" she spat, clasping at the dipping neckline of her house dress missing a top button. "Poor thing ran out of there like somebody was chasin' her with a knife! And you're in there, doing God knows what with black street trash!"
Phil was seeing red. "You dried up whore... you got no right calling anybody street trash!"
"Get out! Get out of this apartment before I call the cops on you," she retaliated, slamming the door in his face. A thunder of footsteps and a screech of tires, and he was gone. The landlady settled down on the sofa trying to calm herself with absorption in an afternoon soap opera.
Men... cruel bastards! Animal that he was, she had to admit there was something sexy about Phil Carmichael. Dominant, demanding. A shiver of longing quivered up her too long neglected thighs, flitting x-rated movies of what her renter had done to the black girl while his fiancee watched in horror surged through her brain.
Phil hammered the steering wheel with his balled up fist. Damn bitch! Fucking dried up whore! Letting Carrie into my apartment! Dragging thick fingers through his hair, he plotted his next course of action. Christ, and I was sucking her cunt too... licking her thighs and making her cum... and then shoving my cock in her... with Carrie watching! A trickle sadism raced through him at the thought of his puritanical girl friend watching in horror.
A sickening feeling balled up in the pit of his stomach. Jesus and he loved the bitch, too...
God how he loved her! He'd blown it, but good!
The afternoon sun spread a suffocating blanket of humid air over the city. Phil drove absentmindedly, the car window open, blasts of hot air playing over the hairiness of his chest, tickling him like the soft whispers of a woman's kiss. He slumped in the seat and turned on the radio. Atlanta news crackled over the speaker. He turned it off, disgruntled.
How to approach her was the question. What to say? Hell, he'd never been clever with words. Actions were his forte, God, were they! He snickered bitterly to himself. But a woman always wanted to hear an "I'm sorry... I was a fucking bastard and I promise I'll be a good boy!" That and, "No, she was lousy in bed... you're the sexiest woman, you're the only one who can please me... " Games... all it is is games... he thought to himself, discovering that subconsciously he had driven in the direction of Washington High School.
Maybe if he parked across the street and waited until she came through the school door, he could get a look at her expression and decipher her mood.
Cold, he decided. Frigid as an iceberg. As he pulled his car up to the curb and pulled down the visor to retrieve the crinkly cigarette pack, his eyes feasting lazily on the front door where a couple of black boys sat smoking cigarettes and snapping fingers to a disco tune from a portable radio, it struck him that inside that uptight, unscrewed brain, there lurked a woman capable of masochism. Funny, he'd never considered that about her before. Frigid women were always the kinky ones, the hot ones underneath. All it took was pressing the right button and boom! Instant transformation. From Florence Nightingale to Marilyn Monroe. Stretching out his legs, he pulled hard and long on his cigarette. As the afternoon sun played over the yellow car hood, his mind traveled back to the incident in the ghetto. The look on her face... God, he'd ever forget! Nimble fingers working at the hook of her brassiere, stripping it off to let those black bastards' eyes take in the milky firmness of her body. Hell, he'd watched her nipples get hard, saw goosebumps polka-dot her flesh from all those hot stud eyes eating her up!
A gut wrenching knot tied in his stomach. Maybe she's into black men... maybe she's one of them dingy chicks who gets off on hot black dicks... makes her feel feminine, sexy.
Sweat dampened his armpits, beaded his forehead. Gnashing out his cigarette, Phil flicked his wrist to check his watch. Four-thirty. The yellow Toyota pulled away from the curb, nosing back to the residential section of town.
The soft whirl of the air conditioning and hot, panting breaths filled Room 102 at George Washington High School. Carrie's nostrils flared from the musky scent of naked genitals surrounding her. Dizzily, she gazed up at the black boy masturbating himself shamelessly, squeezing pearls of pre-cum from the tip of his veiny cock. She clenched shut her blue eyes while visions of Cederick on the car hood pumping at his penis until he spewed his sperm on to the windshield refused to budge. Subconsciously, she licked her lips.
Warm, creamy, hot and virile... the cum shot onto the glass, a tongue's lick away. Manly and dominant, she watched it stream down the glass in white globules.
Hearing someone drop to the floor, Carrie's eyes flew open. Sammie's black body, shimmering with lusty sweat knelt beside her. His hand was on his cock "Take my black dick in your mouth, teach... suck me... suck me off!"
A cry of disgust tore from Carrie's throat. Never! She could never let a man put his... his dirty thing in her mouth! She blinked dumbfounded, up at him, as if she hadn't heard his command. Weakly, she shook her blonde head and stared up into his cruel dark eyes with her soft blue ones. She could never let a man put his penis in her mouth or wrap her tongue around his sperm loaded thing____ Leaning over, Sammie's black penis, pounding with lust, was a tongue lick away. The slimy tip dragged over the tip of her perky nose. She stiffened, corpselike before letting out a tragic cry and reached up to push away his smooth testicles, taut and virile between his ebony thighs glistening with sweat streaked sinew. "Not that... no----" Tears gushed from her blue eyes, streaming down her flushed cheeks to soak her honey blonde hair at the temples. "Rape me... and I know you will... but never ask me to do that!"
"Hey... a little black cum on your tonsils ain' gonna kill ya, Miz Osgood," he taunted. "Now be a good girl and open your mouth... before I tear your hair out by the roots!" he snarled, "Yeah... we thought the teach liked us blacks so much... " taunted someone from above.
Resist, she did. But not for long. He wrapped his black hands in her blonde hair, forcing her head up off the floor until his wagging penis dragged over the hotness of her cheeks.
She turned her head to the side, but a hand at her throat was threat enough to obey his command.
Her nostrils flared from the salty smell of him, musky, animalish! Her dilated pupils stared at the pulsating cock head glistening with its thin streaks of lubrication. Greased and shiny black it was, like a sick symbol of everything in her life. Phil... this school... the hatred of the city. Their fear was her fear now. Like a monster, it spread contagiously, and now she, Carrie Osgood, was its target, its victim.
Willfully, she struggled to blank out some of the cold terror of this rape. She was a meek slave to these sadistic black high school boys. Three of them, naked and panting to have her! She had to obey their commands, or suffer the consequences.
"Ohhhh... God," she groaned in horror, revulsion knotting her stomach.
She winced. Sammie's strong fingers yanked at her hair as if he were trying to scalp her.
Slavishly, she bent her head forward, revulsion gagging in her throat. Tentatively, she opened her fear parched lips to make the first searing contact with the salty slime of his ebony cock. The pungent, heady taste of male secretions lingered on her tongue. She paused, waiting to be sick to her stomach. Strange... the taste wasn't disgusting at all!
Manly, pungent!
Hard, rubbery, hot and oh so resilient was his black cock. Her lips tingled with a strange warmth mixed with desire. Again, still fearful and hesitant, she stuck out her velvety tongue to lick wetly along the length of it.
"That ain' sucking____" he grumbled. "I wanna be licked... up and down... on the bottom... yeah, babeeee... " hissed Sammie, throwing back his bushy head of hair as his teacher's soft, wet tongue stroked on the veiny underside from the kinky black bush of his pubic curls to the throbbing, mushroomed head, washing him, bathing him, caressing him with a desire she didn't know she had!
Slowly parting her lips, she opened her mouth and slid her lips over the pulsating cock head. Drops of fluid oozed from the tip, bathing her tonsils with its manly brine. She would have thought the taste of a man's penis would be nauseating and vile... but it was almost exciting! Trickles of latent excitation rippled up her spine. She tried to hate herself for giving into their demands, for playing whore for them. I'm being forced, she reminded herself. If I don't play their game, they'll kill me!
Just as Phil would have beaten her to a pulp for not having sex with him. Slivers of justification lessened the humiliation and tempered doubt. With a hint of enthusiasm, she began to bob her head up and down along his cock, until the mushroomed tip banged against the back of her throat.
The virile taste of him sparked a burning craving to suck him until she felt his cum gush into her gullet. She trailed her tongue over the veiny shaft, while he slowly undulated his slender hips, sliding his black cock in and out of her ovalled mouth, his hands still wrapped in her blonde, silken hair.
The sight of Carrie's naked body slavering over Sammie's black, glistening body was enough to make Stokley and Cederick cum in their fists! Stokley leaned against the wall, pumping at his own blood heavy penis, watching Miss Osgood's tight lips slip up and down the girth of Sammie's ramming cock. Kneeling down now, Stokley could see threads of saliva and Sammie's pre-cum dribbling from the stretched corner of her stuffed mouth.
Tears streamed from her eyes and she sniffled as she slaved over his cock, deep throated groans bubbling from her chest like the death rattle of virginity!
Sammie grinned in victory as he fucked his teacher with all the pent up lust and distrust of fourteen years of living in the ghetto. Her face was contorted in lust. Now she lifted her hand from his throbbing testicles to slipped it behind his flexing buttocks to pull him into her! Ah... Christ! He threw back his head. The blood seethed in his veins, his hot cum boiling in his thundering balls! He sunk his cock so deep down her throat he swore he'd given her a tonsillectomy! His pubic curls scraped against her perky nose and his balls slapped punishingly against her dimpled chin. "Damn... shit-ttt____" he hissed.
"Mmmmmff... mmmmmffff... " Urgent moans tore from her chest now and that did it for Sammie! His hot black penis spewed a flood of salty cum deep down her throat. The hot globules of lust streamed from the dilated eye of his cock head like milk from a cow's udder. Carrie swallowed to keep from choking. The last dribble of juice spurted in a thin string of slippery white cum that overflowed her sticky lips to drip across her chin.
"Gawd... " she moaned, as her head thudded to the hardwood classroom floor. Trickles of ecstasy tickled through her lusty body, goosebumped and sizzling with frustration. Visions of Phil's lover slaving over his penis while he bored down her throat fled to mind. Now she could well understand the girl's eagerness!
Sammie rolled to the side. "Not bad for a white bitch," he grunted, wiping the sweat from his black brow.
Carried panted in hard gasps, her swollen, shivering breasts rising and falling, her nipples hardened into diamond chips. Shame rippled through her. No matter how she tried to rationalize it away, she had to admit she had enjoyed sucking this black boy's penis, enjoyed the thrill of dominating his lust and satisfying him! A bit of pride shoved aside the shame.
Stokley stared down at the blonde haired teacher staring up at him with wild blue eyes.
"My turn... " he choked, staring back at her shivering naked bumps and curves with jungle-like hunger.
They were going to take her one by one, abuse her body and stain her soul, and there was nothing she could do to stop them! Carrie's balled up fist flew to her mouth. Her blue eyes turned pleadingly up to Stokley. They ate up her body with their eyes, their stares like lice crawling over her naked, vulnerable flesh. Yet she knew she must submit to their nasty, hate inspired demands. To this point it had been nonviolent. No knives, no guns or ropes. She justified her responses, but knew her sexuality was raging in her belly. God, help her, but she was theirs!
Carrie moaned in fatalistic surrender as Stokley, fell to his knees beside her. Squirming backwards on her elbows, Carrie blinked up at his dark, menacing face with cloudy blue eyes shining under spidery eyelashes. Lust shone like Christmas tree lights in his moody dark eyes. His long, black penis jerked from the nest of his lean loins. For a long, terrifying moment, Carrie cowered, biting at her fist, tears squeezing from the corners of her glassy blue eyes. He looked so mean, so virile, so bent on destroying her. She closed her eyes, wishing she were dead. He hovered over her, his manly, sweet sweat flaring in her nostrils. A rough, ghetto toughened hand ran over her goosebumped, cringing flesh. She stared down at the black hand squeezing her milky white breast. The contrast was so hellishly stark, so foreign. A trickle of the forbidden percolated in her loins.
An electric shock snapped through her goosebumped flesh, like a million acupuncture needles, sending thrills of wicked titillation to play along the softness of her inner thighs.
Unconsciously, her buttocks ground into the hard classroom floor. Now his fingers played over the soft bowl of her belly, snaking upwards to tweak at her nipples.
Stokley let out a manly groan and shoved her thighs wide apart with the sweaty palms of his black hands, then on his knees, crawled between them. The black girth of his cock, glistening with pre-cum oozing from the tip rubbed against her inner thigh. Carrie closed her eyes tightly and an uncontrollable shiver of expectation goosebumped her thighs.
Shame so hot it scorched her soul made her sniffle when she realized he could see her excitation. In the wet nest of her thighs, she felt her pussy seeping with lust! Her eyes locked greedily on his young black penis jutting out from a taut belly rippling with muscles as he hovered domineeringly over her between her wide stretched thighs.
"Wrap them legs around my back," he commanded. Sniffling in horror of her own weakness, Carrie kicked out her legs, heels curling around his strong buttocks pulling him in toward her body. Grabbing his cock in one meaty paw, he pumped it a few times and rammed it for the hairy target of her cunt. He smashed into her with the pent up lust of a fourteen year-old. No love intended this time! Between his hirsute thighs, his young balls smacked punishingly against her upturned buttocks. The black rubber tube slipped between the ragged, pink lips of her cunt with a lewd, wet sound that echoed off the classroom walls. It burrowed into her like a rutting animal, banging into the tip of her spongy cervix with jackhammering speed!
"Ahhhhnnnnggghhhh... " she whimpered, turning her head to the side, unable to stare him in the eye. Shame and lust were one, feeding the other. She needed him deeper inside, needed him to hurt her, to shame her for her lust!
With a deep grunt, Stokley rammed his tongue between her laxly parted lips to suck on her warm saliva. The taste of saliva mixed with Sammie's cum fed his tastebuds. As he struggled for breath, she slipped her tongue between his pearly white teeth and sucked on his tongue that tasted of stale cigarettes. Deep within the heart of her womanhood...
Carrie felt her first orgasm build... slowly, intensely. A heavy congestion weighted her belly as the tide waters of her cum amassed in the wake of a sexual storm!
Bucking like a horse against him, she felt his boring cock harden. He reared back, throwing back his head, jaw slack, eyes glassy... and he spurt his white hot cum deep into her ravished womb. In wild frustration, the school teacher moaned out her disappointment.
"No... no... Don't cum! Not yet!" He did. One grind and hump away from relief, he'd left her stranded. She strained against his deflating young cock, whimpering, trying to screw herself on his spent hardness. No use, he was flat as a punctured tire. She wriggled and squirmed, tightened her cuntal muscles and mewled up at him in desperation.
Cederick grabbed his buddy by the shoulder and hauled him backwards off Miss Osgood's shivering body. The expression on her face was wanton and urgent. "Don't worry, teach...
Cederick at your command!"
Naked flesh slapped against naked flesh as Cederick climbed atop her squirming body, straddling her heaving belly. Her forehead was clammy with the need for relief. Honey tendrils clung to her temples and her eyes were glassy. The soft whiteness of her skin brushed against his dark testicles hanging between his legs sent a pint of blood to bloat his cock. Leering down at her submissively spread body, he spit on his hands like a cowboy before, he rides the bull, and he moved forward and lay his hot, rubbery penis in the wide valley of her breasts, cupping their melonous weight in his hands before pushing them together to trap his black cock between.
"Ever since I seen them white tits through the car window, I been waitin' to fuck 'em," he muttered thickly, his lips, succulently thick, pulled in a tight line of lechery across even white teeth.
"No... I don't want it there... I____" she sobbed in shame. Glaring wild eyed down at her milky breasts, pushed together around his thick, pounding black penis, Carrie swallowed tightly.
Faster and faster, Cederick slid his dark cock between her soft, milky breasts, while saliva drooled from his thick lips to moisten the warm cleavage and smooth the passage for his cock. Pumping and humping, he bucked until he was red in the face.
Below, in the seeping hole of her crying cunt, Carrie's ragged lips pleaded for the touch of his cock. Friction... she needed friction! The mouth of her vagina tickled and burned for the need of his manliness. " Cederick snickered lewdly, eyes glinting with sadism as he watched his naked white teacher writhing wormishly on the hardwood floor. They had her, the white cunt... and she would do anything they asked. Hell, she was begging for his black cock! It was a dream come true, fucking a white woman, and his teacher on top of it!
"Hey, give the little lady a break!" chortled Sammie. "Shove it up her cunt!"
Carrie's eyes were two pools of blazing desire. Satisfaction was all she wanted, not love.
Deep inside she needed to be punished... punished for enjoying the feel of her father's drunken body being pressed against her shivering, youthful flesh... punished for cheating on her mother! And no one could punish her better than a fourteen year-old black boy intent on lowering her to gutter morality!
Cederick slipped his black, panther-like body down over her belly until his seeping cock head was drubbing at the wet starving mouth of her cunt. With a grunt of relief, Carrie locked her legs around his neck, jerking her hips upward, grinding her vagina against his body, reveling in the feel of sweaty naked flesh rubbing against naked flesh. A sudden groan tore from her throat as he grabbed her wriggling ankles and thrust them up until her knees smashed against her breasts. Rearing back, Cederick rammed his fourteen year-old black penis deep into her cum filled pussy, with a hip smashing thrust.
"Annnnggghhhh... " gurgled Carrie, feeling him drive his penis along the full length of her tightly clenched cunt, banging into her cervix. "Ngggghhhh!"
The congestion in her belly felt like a bag of cement ready to be poured. He rammed into her with wicked fury, and her body heaved forward with each thrust. Deep inside in a dark corner of her psyche, Carrie Osgood realized she had wanted Phil to make love to her like this ƒ_" violently, with vengeance and lust.
Cederick's bushy Afro hair bounced as he grunted and slaved over her creamy white body. Like chocolate and vanilla... he thought, glancing down to watch the black girth slip into the ragged pink lips. Wet, sluicing bounced off the walls of the empty classroom. A stream of yellow sunlight splattered the floor in rectangles and the dull roar of afternoon traffic filtered in, creating a lazy backdrop to the hissing, animalish grunts and groans of rape.
"You like black cock, don' ya, baby?" he taunted.
Carried twisted her head to the side, strands of honey hair clinging to her sweat sheened forehead.
"Don' ya?" He reared back and thundered into her with a pelvic smashing thrust that lurched her half a foot upward on the hardwood floor. "Talk to me, bitch... tell me you love it!"
"Nnnnggghhh... " Carried gasped for breath. The force of his hammering thrusts, drilling into her tight pussy, were electrifyingly painful and pleasant at the same time. Carrie threw her head back and let out a scream, then kicked her legs, trying to force him back out.
Lord, he was too big for her! He would certainly tear something if he kept hammering into her like this!
Grinning victoriously, Cederick levered his hands into a push up position as he slid his penis another excruciating inch into her tightly clasping wetly seeping hole.
Then the brutal penetration eased with a shattering jolt as Cederick thumped heavily against her white, upturned buttocks, his sperm-heavy young testicles smacking against her anus. For a moment he lay still while her cuntal walls adjusted, before starting a slow, grinding motion with his hips, sawing in and out of her pussy. His penis struck the tip of her cervix with bruising force... so hard his penis bent over at the end!
Back and forth their bodies ground and lurched. The others gawked in awe, black eyes shining. "The bitch loves it! She likes gettin' fucked!"
Falling to their knees, Sammie and Stokley toyed with her pliant, white flesh, rubbing her buttocks and fingering teasingly the fleshy, hair-covered pussy lips locked tightly around their friend's pumping penis. Their black hands clawed possessively over every goosebumped inch of her naked white flesh until she though she would jump out of her skin! Someone (did it matter who?) was rubbing the oily nub of her clitoris with the soft pad of his middle finger. The room seemed to have grown a monster with a thousand fingers humiliating her, toying with her body.
Strangely perverse electric sensations tingled and sparked through her body as pleasure-pain seeped along every nerve ending of her body, electrocuting her brain. Her hips moved of their own volition in time to Cederick's stone-hard cock hammering into her, at the black, gouging fingers fighting for domination of her white body. Leering black faces sneered down at her like a nightmare.
"Ohhhhhh... fuck meeee...!" she chanted. The warm slime of oozing cock tips stroked over her goosebumped flesh in answer to her plea. In time to Cederick's fucking into her wildly churning cunt, they left sticky trails of pre-cum to slicken her white skin polka dotted with sweat. Her tiny fists reached out to grab at the two black snaking penis to stroke them in rhythm to the cock fucking up against her cervix.
He came like a geyser... without warning and with a blinding force. His thick, inflamed cock filled up like a water-packed balloon. He grunted a warning, threw back his head and the semen shot deep up inside her contracting cuntal walls, gushing in frothy waves of cock juice. The salty seed shot against the tip of her battered cervix and dribbled down to her cum matted pussy hair to drip between the satiny cleft of her buttocks.
Sated, satisfied, exhausted and spent. That was Miss Osgood, Yankee teacher of George Washington High! Her orgasm hit like a desert sand storm and she screwed her buttocks up against his squirting penis, rubbing her honeyed pubic tendrils against the kinky blackness of his pubic hair. Her polished fingertips dug into his shoulders, leaving red trails as he pulled back and slammed in for one last ceremonial thrust! As he did, sparks splattered before her eyes and their combined orgasmic juices swirled and frothed in the hole of her satiated and forever stretched cunt. She felt her own hotness from the fiery friction of orgasm and she screamed, her legs flailing out to either side of him. Then she went totally numb, as if her whole body had suffered an electric shock.
Cederick's bushy haircut stood out from his head like a proud pagan king. His knees were bruised from rubbing against the hardwood floor, but he didn't care. His heart thundered in his chest like the proud long distance runner. Had he not cum when he did, his body would have burst like a balloon!
Panting, he reared back. "Christ..." he muttered thickly, wiping the sweat from his proud brow. "She be somethin' else!"
Weakly, Carrie turned her head to the side, as she lay shivering with humiliation and dread. Cool wisps of air conditioned breezes wafted over her naked, sweating body, making her shudder with a coldness that penetrated deep within her heart. She closed her eyes tightly, squeezing salty tears down rouged, satin cheeks, listening to them pull on their clothes and make obscene jokes before leaving.
Sammie and Stokley had shuffled out. One remained. Wiping her nose with the back of her hand, Carrie weakly turned her tear stained face to the door. A black face leered down at her, chocolate eyes penetrating her blue ones. He balked, as if preparing to speak.
Words were unimportant: his eyes spoke for him. The message was undecipherable; but no hatred shone in those dark orbs for the first time. The corner of his mouth curled up in a half smile, before pulling the door shut after him.
Carrie lay panting and crying on the floor, listening to the soft shuffle of tennis shoes on the slick hallway floor. Laughter, thick and lusty disappeared into the distance.