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buttocks up. "Oh -- God -- No --" She felt the Negro's knee pry her thighs wide
apart,
exposing her pussy, leaving her open and unprotected. "No! N-Oh!!" She felt the
sharp
pressure as his cock stabbed at her pussy, trying to find the opening. "Nuh!! Nu
h!!" She
felt the cockhead catch between the folds. "Nah!! Aaa!!" She screamed as the br
oad knob
forced her pussy lips open and jammed itself tightly into her virgin channel.
For the briefest moment, she felt only the immense cockhead's presence inside he
r. Then,
grunting, the Negro slammed his hips forward. The thick column of flesh jabbed
itself deeper
into her narrow passage and she shrieked at the violent penetration. She groane
d as it pulled
slightly out, then her voice grew shriller and louder as it brutally drove in a
gain, forcing itself
deeper into her, splitting her open.
Her face twisted in shock as she felt the blunt tip on her hymen. "Nuh! Nuh! Nuh
!" she
shrieked as the fiery flesh withdrew, preparing for the final assault. "Naaahh!!
" The rigid
spike hammered in, ripping through the fragile tissue and burying itself fully
into her, pounding
painfully onto her cervix.
"Hot damn," the sheriff shouted when he saw the blood running down her thighs. "
Looks like
you broke this one in, didn't 'cha, boy? You one lucky buck."
"Oh God, oh God, oh God," she wailed over and over as the thickness inside her b
egan to
quickly thrust in and out. With each withdrawal she felt her inflamed flesh cont
racting only
to be stretched wide and open as the swollen dick plunged in again, bottoming ou
t each time.
Each searing piercing caused her to cry out in pain, each grating retreat cause
d her to yelp
in agony.
"I knew you was gon' be a screamer," the sheriff grunted as he watched the rape.
He'd
unzipped his fly and was slowly stroking his prick. "Hope you got a lot of lung
power, 'cause
you gon' need it."
As the great shaft continued to viciously pound into her, stretching her to acco
mmodate its
great mass, her pussy grew wet and the stiff flesh grew slick with her discharge
. To her
shock, the pain was changing to pleasure. Her screams of agony became outcries o
f passion.
To her horror, she found her buttocks pushing into his groin to meet each inten
se hammering
of his hips.
"Yer beginnin' to love it, ain't 'cha, darlin'? You love havin' that big, black
cock inside you,
don't 'cha? G'wan, sugar. You gon' come on the big Nigger stick. You know you wi
ll. And when
that ol' buck comes, you gon' be mama of a big ol' Nigger baby. Won't your papa
be proud?"
She was meeting him thrust for thrust now, her voice a guttural moan, her mind a
jumble of
passion and terror. She remembered the girls at school saying that if you orgas
med when a
boy was shooting his semen into you, you were sure to get pregnant. She fought t
he waves of
desire swelling within her, fought the fire growing and licking at her insides,
but the stroking
flesh so deep in her inflamed her wanton lust. It suddenly flared and blazed th
rough her and
she shuddered as the orgasm engulfed her and she screamed in rapture. Her pussy
spasmed on
the driving cock buried inside her, making her black violator pound into her ev
en more
ruthlessly.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh," she grunted as the savage blows intensified. Again the intense
waves washed
over her and her pussy clutched tighter on the dark thickness within her, as if
trying to pull
the seed from it.
The young Negro behind her began to growl, his fingers digging into her hips as
he slammed her
again and again into his rigid pole, stabbing it faster and deeper into her, ba
ttering her cervix
. Squealing at the increasing violence of his thrusts, she realized that he was
about to come.
The sheriff decided it was time.
"Nuh!! Nuh!!" she screamed. She felt the pounding flesh inside her began to swel
l, growing even
tighter within her narrow passage, and she felt herself again spasming on it, s
ucking at it.
With a savage growl, the Negro hammered in brutally, burying his bloated manhoo
d into her
as deep and tight as he could, driving the great cockhead hard against her cerv
ix.
The sheriff came into the cell and stood behind the rutting Negro. He abruptly j
ammed his
dick into the Negro's ass while pulling at the black man's shoulder with his lef
t hand. With his right,
he put the barrel of the gun at the base of the Negro's head and squeezed the t
rigger.
The shot was deafening.
The sheriff closed his eyes and rode the franticly bucking buttocks, savoring th
e feeling of
the wildly spasming sphincter on his ejaculating prick, savoring the hysterical
shrieks he could
hear even though the ringing left by the roar of the gunshot. "Darlin," he grunt
ed, knowing
the convulsing Negro's cock had driven itself halfway into her womb and was pum
ping semen
into her in great streams, "this is one fuck you ain't never gon' forget."
When the convulsions finally stopped, the sheriff let the body drop onto the mad
ly screaming
girl, the dead man's rigor still imbedded in her. As he was buckling his belt,
he muttered,
"Darlin', you shouldn't have tried to help that Nigger escape. Guess you gon' be
with us a
long time now." As he opened the door to leave, he smiled and said, to no one in
particular,
"Ain't no Northern doctor gon' help you get rid of what's in your belly, Sugar.
"
It only took the private investigator two months to find her, but it took anothe
r seven to
get her out. Daddy was well off, but he wasn't rich enough to make the judges lo
ok kindly
on a single White woman in her "condition" who'd offer aid to an uppity Negro. A
t least not
right away. She was finally released a week after she gave birth.
Two children in the crowd whispered as they stared at the White woman with the s
unken eyes
and the black baby leaving the jail. "My Mama tol' me," said one to the other,
"that's why you can't drink from the Nigger water fountains. She say if you dri
nk the Nigger
water, you gon' have a Nigger baby."