With the growing acceptance of the internet, Suzi Taylor was but a novice in the use of computers. But she was quite acceptant of this new communication and eager to keep up with the new generation. Having read some horror stories surrounding the use of the internet, how young girls often got enticed into revealing personal information to unknown perverts, Suzi vowed never to fall into such a trap. As she was no teenybooper, Suzi was not worried of such a thing happening to her.
At the age of 26, married to the handsome Frank Taylor whom she had known since high school, Suzi relished living out in the countryside. Frank had come from a wealthy family and had inherited the countryside home from his grandparents. The home had been well-maintained and upgraded once they had moved in. With their five-year old son in kindergarten, it was the ideal location to raise a family. With Frank in the family business, the only drawback was his frequent travels out of town to promote the company's products.
Lonely and a bit bored when her son was at school and husband away on business, Suzi busied herself in planting orchids. She had entered several in the recent hybrid show a month ago and won one of the top prizes. Now she wanted to learn even more, determined to do even better at the next orchid show. Suzi found that the internet contained so much helpful information on the subject.
Exploring the subject of orchids, Suzi stumbled upon a site that connected to a chatroom for those who wanted to discuss any topic related to the planting and growing of orchids. She found it quite interesting to read the items posted and also very helpful. Still, she was reluctant to post anything to the chatroom, not wanting to make herself public in any way. With the site so helpful, Suzi would check in on it whenever she was lonely and bored, trying to pass the time away.
One day, in caring for her orchids, Suzi noticed a strange fungus on some of the petals. Going through the books she had on orchids, she could not find anything similar to what was affecting her plants. Checking the internet sites she was familiar with, she still could not figure out the problem nor how to cure it. Then she thought of the chatroom, recalling how some had inquired on various problems and the responses that came in reply. Getting into the chatroom, Suzi explained the problem she was having. Before submitting her inquiry, she decided to use the call name of 'Suzi of the Southwest'.
Far off in another state, Jake Morton sat at his computer ogling the hot porno shots from the paysite called 'Blacks on Blondes'. Before shutting the computer off, he decided to check on the various chatrooms involving plants and flowers to see if there was anything interesting. As he had worked at a nursery for many years, he found that his expertise came in handy, especially in befriending an unsuspecting young woman. Twice, in the past 18 months, he had succeeded in his quest that ended up satisfying his lustful desires in such a manner.
After checking two sites, Jake then clicked on to the 'orchid' chatroom to read what had been posted. Going through the various messages and replies, he noticed a recent inquiry by 'Suzi of the Southwest'. The message indicated that she had been raising orchids for just under two years but this was the first she time she had encountered that unusual fungus problem, seeking advice from anyone familiar with it. The problem that she was explaining was familiar to Jake, one that he had encountered several times at the nursery.
Typing his response to 'Suzi of the Southwest', Jake explained that he was quite familiar with her problem, adding in that he had seen it many times ever since he had started his nursery business. He also added his email address, advising 'Suzi' that he'd email a write-up available as an attachment. Hitting the send button, Jake sat back and wondered just how old 'Suzi' was and what she looked like, wondering if she'd make the move to email him back. To not give away him being black, he wanted to make at least make his name sound white, signing his response 'Dave Hensen'.
Going to the refrigerator for a beer, Jake popped it open and guzzled it down. Getting a second beer, he then went back to his computer to check the site. There was a 'thank you' posted on the orchid chatroom from 'Suzi of the Southwest'. However, in checking his email, there was no response.
Suzi had sent the 'thank you' note on the site's chatroom and had printed up the message that had been posted by Mr. Hensen. She had seen his email address that he posted in the reply but she was nervous in responding directly by email to this unknown man. Thus, she decided to leave it at that.
The next morning, once she got her son off to school, Suzi went out to the greenhouse where her orchids were kept. Taking the instructions as provided by Mr. Hensen, she prepared the solution that she was to spray on the infected areas. She hoped the solution would work as the plants infected were her favorites and the ones she had put in the recent show.
Two days later, after two treatments of the spray solution on the orchids, Suzi went out to check on her plants. Upon seeing her infected plants, she smiled in total amazement. It was obvious that the solution had worked as there was no longer any sign of the fungus and the orchids never looked better. She made a mental note to again thank Mr. Hensen for sharing his expertise with her.
That evening, after putting her son to bed, Suzi got on the computer. Picking up the printout of the advice provided by Mr. Hensen, she decided that the man truly knew what he was talking about, especially since he did own a nursery himself. Seeing the results, she knew he was not scamming her in any manner, thus feeling it safe to respond directly to him. Typing in his email address, she sent him a nice personal 'Thank You' note and advised him of the success she had with the solution he provided. At the end of the email, she signed it 'Suzi from the Southwest'.
Jake smiled as he saw the response from 'Suzi from the Southwest' and now he was determined to find out a bit more of this woman. If she turned out to be a 'dog', he would just drop it at that point but it was the satisfaction he got from the 'hunt'. Being a loner, his wife dumping him for another guy twenty years ago, he didn't make much money but neither did he spend much either. Thus, he took great pleasure in the 'hunt', not minding spending some bucks to see just how much he could learn on a promising candidate.
Looking at her email address, he smiled at the clues it provided him. Chuckling, he commented to himself 'Oh, this is going to be fun and easy!' Just reading the address, it was apparent that she or her husband had signed up their alma mater as its internet provider. His mind was clicking on all cylinders as he thought out his next two moves in tracking 'Suzi of the Southwest'! But first to send a nice response and began typing his response "Glad to be of help! Have scanned in a page (attachment) on the fungus problem that you were having. If I can be of further assistance regarding your orchids, please don't hesitate to send me an email. Regards, Dave Hensen."
Once the email was sent, Jake then went to the site of the university that had been abbreviated in the email address. Clicking on the alumni section, Jake sent an inquiry asking how to go about purchasing a replacement alumni directory as his had been destroyed in a fire. When that inquiry was sent, Jake sat back in his chair and smiled "Well, 'Suzi of the Southwest', 'ol Jake is on your trail and soon I may just be on your tail!"
Two days later, in checking his email, Jake from a response from the university advising him to send in $20 to the Alumni office for a replacement copy of the directory. He laughed, knowing that they would not bother to check if he was legitimately an alumnus or not. He then printed out their reply and wrote out a check, writing on the printout his address as to where the directory should be sent.
A couple of weeks later, Jake opened the package in the mail and smiled upon seeing the alumni directory he had ordered. Opening a beer, he sat down to slowly go through the directory, page by page in his search for 'Suzi of the Southwest'. The directory provided the names of the alumni in alphabetical order, women's maiden names in parenthesis followed by their marital name, then the number of children. Also provided were info on their occupation, city and state of their residence, and email address.
Taking a break, Jake went on the computer to check out the hot porn sites, needing to take the edge off his lust. As his mind was on 'Suzi of the Southwest', he decided to send her a brief message, in a sense telling her that he was now hot on her trail. He merely scanned in the recent bulletin the nursery had received on caring for orchids, sending it as an attachment, telling 'Suzi' in a very brief message that he wanted to share it with her.
That evening, after a couple hours in scanning the numerous names in the directory, his eyes focused upon 'Suzi (Mills) Taylor '95, husband Frank R., one son, of Phoenix, AZ. Comparing the email address in the book to the email he had received, it was an identical match. 'A 1995 graduate', he thought, 'That would make little Suzi 25 or 26 year old!' Taking a large gulp of his beer, Jake laughed aloud "Oh, Suzi baby, 'ol Jake is getting close!"
Getting back onto the computer, Jake pulled up the university site, then went immediately to the alumni page. This time he inquired if there were any 1995 yearbooks still available for purchase, wanting to replace the one he had lost in the recent fire.
The next day, Jake received the reply he was waiting for. Seeing that there were available '95 yearbooks, he got out his checkbook and wrote out the check for the $35 they were asking for. Printing up the response and writing in his return address, the envelope was set to go.
When the package the Jake had been anxiously awaiting for arrived, he dropped everything and ripped the box open. Going to the index, he looked up the name of Suzi Mills and noted the pages she could be found on. Seeing the graduation pictures were in color, Jake flipped to the M's. His mouth dropped wide open and a shiver when through his body at the site of Ms. Suzi Mills. "Oh, my God! What a fucking beautiful little angel! So fucking innocent and naïve looking! Baby, when 'ol Jake gets his paws on ya, you ain't gonna be naïve and innocent anymore!"
For the next hour, Jake scanned the pages that contained Ms. Suzi Mills, wanting to learn all he could of the little beauty. He noted the clubs she belonged to, the sorority she was in, along with her major. Then he sat and worked out his next step in befriending this unsuspecting young beauty. From this point on, he knew it take a lot of finesse to get 'Suzi of the Southwest' to let down her guard, knowing she was very cautious after not responding initially following their meeting on the chatroom. Now that he had seen the pictures of his little beauty, Jake was determined to make her a conquest of his.
In the evening, on the internet, Jake went to 'people search' and typed in Frank Taylor of Phoenix, AZ. Four Frank Taylor of Phoenix showed up but of the four, there was only one Frank R. Taylor. Now Jake had little Suzi home address and phone number. It was just playing it cool and letting sweet Suzi to let her guard down at this point. Opening the alumni directory, he picked out the name of a 1989 female graduate, knowing that Ms. Suzi Taylor would not know this person. Then to email his beautiful little prey, Jake wrote "Just noticed that your email address is through the same university that my wife graduated from! My wife, the former Lori Hastings, attended the university from 1985 and graduated in June of '89. Did you attend the U. then? Would you happen to know my wife? She was in the Beta Gamma sorority!" He had listed the same sorority that Suzi Taylor had been listed in, knowing that would certainly piece of information would break the ice and get her to let her guard down.
An hour later, checking his email, Jake saw a reply. Opening up the email, he chuckled in seeing her reply, advising that she had been in the very same sorority but of course the year she had graduated. Ms. Suzi Taylor also provided her full name to give to his 'non-existent' wife. Jake opened the yearbook album of the color photo, then laughed "Sexy Suzi of the Southwest - you're all mine now! Bet ya ain't never had any black cock before! Well, good 'ol Jake's gonna be happy to introduce ya to joys of sucking a fucking a big black cock! Oh, baby, I'd sure like to puff up that little white belly of yours!"
Purposely waiting for two days, Jake then got online, sending his prey what would appear to be an innocent email. Though he already knew her phone number and address, he needed her to provide it to him so he could move on with plan. His message read "Dear Suzi of the Southwest: My wife just received a shipment of a new hybrid orchid at the nursery today. She was so excited to learn that you were in the same sorority with her and said she wanted to ship one of the new arrivals out to you. I advised my wife that I didn't have your address and most people are hesitant to reveal their address over the internet. Anyway, will leave it up to you. Regards, Dave Hensen."
Hours later, Jake checked back and saw an email waiting for him. He smiled in seeing it was from sweet little Suzi and opened up the email. The message did contain her address and now he knew it was just a matter of time from this point. Opening up the yearbook to the bookmarked page, he looked at the picture of the beautiful Suzi Mills Taylor and rubbed his bulging crotch. Taking a deep breath, he muttered loudly "Suzi Mills Taylor, you're mine now!"
At the nursery the next day, while assisting his employers with packing and shipping, he slipped in the extra package with the nursery's logo on it. In a few days, Mrs. Suzi Taylor would be getting the hybrid orchid delivered to her door. Jake knew that when she saw the nursery's logo and return address, she'd believe everything he had sent in his emails.
Two days later, Jake opened up an email from Suzi, thanking him for the beautiful orchid he had sent to her. In response, he sent a simple reply to tell her that both he and his wife were happy to send it and if she needed further help with her orchids to simply email them. Sitting back, Jake smiled as his plan was unfolding perfectly. With the large batch of orchids arriving at the nursery, his employers would never miss the one plant he had sent to Suzi and he even got them to pay for the shipping to boot.
At work the next day, Jake looked at the bulletin board with all the upcoming events on flower showers in the region. His employers encouraged all their customers to go to nearby events and had created a bulletin board where they could read up upcoming shows in the nearby area. For Jake, this was really the first time he even bothered reading anything on it, normally he merely posted flyers on it. His prior conquests were quite simple and not nearly as intricate as the plot he was contriving for this exquisite conquest.
Purposely waiting a few days, Jake then emailed Suzi, saying he and his wife were wondering if she would be attending the orchid show in the southern part of Arizona in the upcoming week. He added that they were planning to enter a few orchids in the show but it was really an excuse for his wife to visit Arizona again. As it was quite a distance from Phoenix, Jake suspected that Suzi would not be attending, especially since she had only started with orchids two years ago.
The next day, Jake read the expected response that Suzi would not be able to attend a show that was out of town, explaining that she had a young son and that she picked him up from after-school care in the late afternoon each day. Now his plan was finalized and he'd set the hook in a few days. Then, it would be just a matter of time before he reeled in his prized catch. It had been a rather intricate plan but every step of the way had worked out perfectly thus far.
Jake got ready to make the long journey to Arizona but he had no intention of ever making it to the orchid show. His destination was Phoenix, to the home of pretty Mrs. Suzi Taylor. Getting his best clothing out of the closet, Jake packed it up to make himself presentable when he paid a visit to the unsuspecting young beauty.
Now Jake put the final touch of his elaborate set-up, emailing his unsuspecting prey three days before the start of the orchid show. In his email, he advised the unsuspecting beauty that as they were driving back through Phoenix, his wife suggested they drop off one of their 'show' orchids at her place. Also, Jake advised that he'd be happy to check out all her plants and provide possible tips. He added that they'd be passing through just before noon and would drop the plant off at her home, also adding that if she wasn't available that they'd leave it at her doorstep.
Sure enough, Jake got the response he had been hoping for. Mrs. Suzi Taylor responded and expressed her appreciation. Also, her reply insisted that they allow time for a lunch at her place, saying it was the least she could do in appreciation of their generosity. To this, Jake sent a brief reply saying he and his 'wife' were looking forward to meeting her and would schedule time in for their luncheon, adding that they'd try to arrive at about 11:30 a.m.
Suzi was quite excited to meet her new found friends that were experts on orchids. She told her husband of the luncheon, hoping that he could join them for lunch, but knew he would be too busy on a workday to take any time out for a lunch at home. Frank then gave a quick kiss and was out the door, telling her to have a nice luncheon. Then Suzi had to get son dressed and ready before the school bus arrived.
As it was a nice cool day with the sun out, Suzi thought it would be a perfect day to have the luncheon outside on the patio. That way she could put a few orchids out as decorations and she could later take them for a tour of her small greenhouse. She decided on preparing a platter of fresh vegetables, followed by sandwiches for the lunch.
At precisely 11:30 a.m., Suzi heard a car pull up in front of the driveway. As it was a bit cool and the luncheon being on her patio, she had decided to wear a knitted yellow pullover sweater with a pair of white slacks, wanting to put her new friends at ease. Going out to the front door, she observed a white van parked with the back door opened up with someone leaning over into the van. Then she saw an orchid plant, with beautiful flowers, coming out of the van.
Going down the steps to greet her guests as the back of the van was being closed, Suzi then froze in her tracks. Holding the flowers was a large muscular black man, younger than she had anticipated. She had never given it any thought but foolishly had just assumed it was a white couple that she had been corresponding with, especially since they owned a nursery. A 'couple' was what she had been expecting, causing Suzi to nervously look about in search of this man's spouse.
Seeing the young beauty's obvious nervousness in seeing him, Jake smiled and walked up to her, hand extended to the beautiful blonde. "Hi, you must be 'Suzi of the Southwest'! I'm Dave Henson!" Jake lied. Knowing that the young beauty had been expecting to see his wife with him, Jake quickly added "I'm sorry but Lori's mother got admitted to a hospital and Lori flew out last night to care for her. I'll be taking the van back home and take care of the nursery business!"
Trying to get over her shock, Suzi felt flush and quite nervous in being along with this muscular black man at her home. She had initially intended on welcoming the couple into her home before having lunch out on the patio. Being alone, Suzi did not dare invite this stranger into her home and was thankful she had planned the luncheon outdoors. Stammering out her greetings, shivering at the touch of this man as she extended her in courtesy. "Since it's such a beautiful day, I ..I planned our luncheon on the back patio!" she advised, leading the way around the house rather then through it.
She listened as Mr. Henson explained the background of the erotic orchid that his wife had selected for her. Suzi felt so nervous and scared, swallowing to keep her composure as she had an uneasy feeling being alone with stranger. Although she had a sweater on, she felt as if his leering eyes were stripping her naked. Telling her guest to rest up on the patio, she advised that she would get the food. She refused the offer of help from her guest, not wanting to be alone with him in her home, feeling much safer just having him out on the patio.
Bringing out a tray with glasses and a pitcher of lemonade, she set it down on the patio table, then went back inside for the vegetables and sandwiches. In her kitchen, she prayed that it would be a quick lunch and then this man would be on his way. Then she remembered the messages sent by email, that she was to show him her orchids so he could give her pointers. 'Well, at least its outside in the greenhouse!' she thought to herself.
Going back outside with the food, Suzi saw that Mr. Henson had assisted in pouring out two glasses of the lemonade. Then to start up a conversation, Suzi asked about his wife's mother and her hospitalization. The conversation soon drifted to that of orchids, being a common ground that the both shared. It turned out to be warmer outside than Suzi had anticipated, especially having worn a sweater, thus causing her to quickly consume her glass of lemonade. She wished she could now change to something lighter but instead cooled herself with the lemonade.
Jake chatted about the orchids she had set out for the day, telling her how he looked forward to seeing the rest. Watching her consume her glass of lemonade, he licked his lips in anticipation of his conquest. With the lovely young wife consuming her drink already, he smiled in knowing that his conquest would be that much faster. Unknowing to the young beauty, Jake had slipped that tasteless powdered drug into her glass before pouring out the lemonade. Now it was just a matter of time.
Ten minutes later, Suzi felt flush, blinking her eyes repeatedly to get them focused. It seemed that everything was spinning about her and thought it must be her wearing the sweater along with the sun's heat. Another gulp and she finished her glass of lemonade. From what seemed far away, she heard a voice calling to her "Are you okay, Mrs. Taylor? Can you answer me, Mrs. Taylor?" Panting to catch her breath, Suzi could only squint her eyes, trying desperately to regain her focus.
Jake smiled widely, knowing the drug was definitely working, reaching out to clasp a soft manicured hand between his. He enjoyed touching and caressing the beauty's soft hand, wondering if her trim white fingers could encircle the monster throbbing beneath his pants. He chuckled to himself "Well, sweetie, we'll soon find out, won't we!"
Lightheaded and unable to focus her eyes, Suzi felt the comforting hands now assisting her up from her chair. Thankful for the help, she heard her guest tell her "You need to get out of the sun, Mrs. Taylor! Let me help you inside!" A helping hand was now at her waist in its assistance to help her stand. But her befuddled mind did not realize that hand was slipping up under her sweater, making its way up to her bare flesh.
Jake smiled as his hand slipped up under the knitted yellow sweater, allowing him now to caress her soft white flesh. His cock twitched in anticipation, knowing it was just a matter of minutes before he peeled that sweater off of the lovely beauty. 'God, I can't wait to peel her clothing off! Oh, baby, 'ole Jake's gonna split ya wide open! Bet ya ain't never had a cock a long and as thick as 'ole Jake's! Gonna knock ya up and give your boy a little playmate!' his mind raced.
Opening the patio door, Jake then got behind the blonde beauty with both hands now at her waist, under her sweater. At this point, young Suzi Taylor was delirious, feeling the full effects of the powerful drug that had been slipped into her drink. Most of all she was feeling the terrible itching heat within her body, especially between her legs, causing her to squeeze her thighs together.
"Let me help you to your bedroom, Mrs. Taylor!" Suzi heard that distant voice tell her as she was being led down the long hallway. Entering her bedroom, she heard the distant voice tell her "You're burning up, Mrs. Taylor! You need to take your sweater off!" She then felt hands lifting her sweater up, pulling her arms out of the sweater, then the garment was pulled over her head.
Next, Suzi was looking up at her bedroom ceiling, blinking her eyes to keep everything from spinning about. She felt hands removing her white heels, then hands were at her waist, undoing the clasp and zipper to her white slacks. She felt the cool air on her thighs as her slacks were being pulled off her legs.
In her befuddled state of mind, Suzi shook her head in an attempt to clear the cobwebs. She thought she was dreaming as she blinked her eyes and saw what appeared to be a muscular black man stripping off all of his clothing before her, bending over to get out of his clothing. She swallowed, telling herself that it was all a weird dream but the glistening ebony body in her dream captivated her attention.
Approaching the drugged beauty, Jake could see her unbelieving blue eyes starring at his muscular body, in particular the waving hardon between his legs. Stepping up to the bed, just inches from the beauty's face, Jake stroked his cock before her unbelieving eyes. "Ya gonna get a sample of 'ole Jake's cock soon, sweetie! Here, have a taste of Jake's salty dog!" he laughed, bending forward to push his oozing cockhead up against her pink lips. He laughed in seeing the sexy body shudder in revulsion as he reached over to keep her head from moving away. He pumped at his cock, wanting to give the beauty a good taste of his 'ole salty dog.
In the recesses of her mind, Suzi Taylor had always harbored the wicked fantasy of putting her mouth on a man's cock, in particular a big black cock. Though she fantasized of doing such a thing, even refusing her husband, afraid that he would think of her as a slut. Now her dream seemed so realistic as she closed her eyes and darted her tongue out to flick at the slimy tube of flesh. Opening her mouth wide, Suzi engulfed the bulb-like cockhead, sucking it and teasing the slit with her flicking tongue.
Jake was beside himself as he felt the avid tongue nearly driving him over edge. Grabbing his camera, he had to get a shot of this on film. Then, grasping firmly onto the long silky blonde hair, he pulled her head back and eased his throbbing cock out of her succulent mouth. His body shuddered as he kept himself absolutely still, trying desperately to prevent a premature ejaculation.
Whimpering as her juicy lollipop was taken from her sucking lips, Suzi smacked and licked at the slick salty coating on her lips. Then she felt a blunt fleshy instrument slapping her hard across the face, once then again, causing her to blink her eyes and some sense of reality to return. 'Oh, God .oh, God ..it can't be happening ..its all a dream!' she told herself. Starring at the longest penis imaginable, a black one at that, Suzi licked her creamy lips and shuddered in revulsion as she realized just what she had done.
Stunned by the slaps upon her face, Suzi's body quivered as her stomach churned at the filthy slime she had been licking at. She realized now that this was no dream, that this evil man was intent upon doing her harm. "Please please, Mr. Henson ..please ..please don't rape me!" Suzi sobbed and pleaded.
Then she was being turned, hands fumbling behind her back in its attempt to unhook her bra. On her back again, her bra unhooked, she looked up pleadingly to the man who was now drawing the straps of her bra down her arms, baring her breasts. Then she felt the hands move to her hips, stripping her panties down her long trim legs and off her feet. Now totally naked, Suzi pleaded Please ..please .please dont do this to me! Please ..please don't rape me!"
Oh, please .. ..please .. you .. .you mustnt .oh, please .! Suzi sobbed. She groaned in shame and revulsion as her assailant began to thumb a sensitive nipple, bending his head to begin feasting and sucking upon her other nipple. Suzi could only sob in shame, her head shaking in disbelief, whipping her long blonde hair about. Oh, please .. .please, I beg you .. please ..nooooooo .ohhhhhhhh! she pleaded and cried as sharp teeth bit into a sensitive nipple.
Oh you sweet little bitch! Im going to enjoy 'ruining' you, sweetie! Gonna stretch ya out real good, gonna let ya feel a 'real' man today!" Jake taunted, rubbing his thick slick cockhead against her tight dry slit. He loved the way she tried to struggle, but her drugged body could not prevent his probing cockhead from entering her tight slit. In position, Jake pushed ahead, wanting the struggling beauty to feel what a 'real' man felt like.
Suzi shuddered in horror upon feeling the fleshy probing at the entrance to her womanhood. Oh please .pleaseeeeeeee! Please don't rape me ..please you you're way too biggggg! You you'll tear me ..with your thing! she sobbed, feeling the thick cockhead forcing itself into her tight slit. "Ohhhhhh ahhhhhhh!" she groaned as it pushed to part her now slick entrance.
She could do nothing to escape from under her attacker, knowing from the feel of the size of his probing manhood that she would surely be torn apart. The pain of the invading shaft was so great that Suzi forced herself to spread her legs even wider in order to ease the excruciating pain. Oh, God noooooo ..ohhhhhh .. ..ohhh, please .stopppp please ..dont rape me ..ohhhhh, argghhhhhhhhhhhh! she screamed as he brutally slammed into her, with the bastard shoving the length of his thick black cock ripping into her deeply.
Wanting to penetrate this innocent little bitch as deeply as possible, Jake placed his arms under her limp knees to lift her legs as he stabbed deeply into the sobbing young wife. Stab after stab, deeper and deeper, Jake fucked into the anguished beauty. Finally, his cock had plunged as deeply as possible he could go, striking the bottom depth of her fertile womb, obviously causing the young wife great pain.
Never in her life had Suzi felt anything so thick, so lengthy, and so deep between her thighs. It was a feeling that Suzi had never before experienced, the hot itch between her legs caused her to squeeze her cunt muscles around the thick pleasure giving shaft. The only concern in her mind was to scratch that burning itch between her legs.
Oh, God .oh . oh oh .. . oh, nooooooo oh, Godddddddddddd nooooooooo! Suzi shrieked as her body betrayed her will. Against her will, she did all she could with her drugged body to arch up to the raping cock, her body shuddering uncontrollably in a mind shattering orgasm of a magnitude never felt before experienced.
Enjoying the feel of the sexy young wife under him as she shook in a wild orgasm, Jake lunged forward again, skewering the beauty on his lengthy shaft. He then began to hump up and down into the young beauty, determined on giving her the fuck of her lifetime. He felt the young innocent beauty again arch up to him, clasping more of his thick shaft into her slick cunt.
Again feeling the convulsing beauty reach another orgasm, Jake then slammed his muscular body into the groaning young wife, his cock in to the hilt. Tonguing her ear, Jake groaned Oh, sweetie ..oh, baby .ah, yeah! Ohhhhhhhhh .gonna cum .here it cumssssss! Ohhhh, yeahhhhhhh gotta cum gonna cum ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" His pulsing cockhead expanded, then exploded deep into the convulsing young beauty.
Jake beamed with pride as he pulled his still lengthy cock out of the drugged young wife and looked at the beauty who had passed out from her mind-shattering orgasms. He was overjoyed at having accomplished his intricate conquest of his innocent young wife. He had succeeded in raping this naïve beauty and more importantly might just have succeeded in 'knocking' her up with his baby.
Reviving from that enjoyable fuck, Jake looked over at the passed out beauty. He smiled as he tapped her face with his hand to awaken her. He laughed as he observed the young wife awaken, body still limp from the effects of the potent drug, but the fear in her eyes told him that her mind registered the reality of what was taking place. Grabbing her hips, Jake pulled her over onto her stomach. Then he lifted her hips up so that she was on all fours, her soft white ass now at his disposal. Shuffling up, Jake put an arm around her waist as he fitted himself into position. Then with all of his weight behind him, he gave a brutal lunge forward, skewering the tight virgin ass.
"Owwwwwwwwwww ahhhh .ahhhhhh .ohhhhhhh .ohhhhh .stop ..stoppppp ..you're hurting meee! It hurtssssssss ..ohhhh, God .it hurtssssssssss!" Suzi screamed. Wanting to crawl away from the raping cock, Suzi had no control of her limbs. She could only sob an plead with her rapist but got no mercy as he thrust into her again and again. Suzi sobbed in pain and humiliation, pleading "It hurtssssss .it hurtsssss so badddd oh, God .stoppppp!".
Jake laughed with delight as he listened to the cries and pleas of the sodomized young wife. He was now deep in her tight little ass, so tight that he knew he had just taken her cherry ass, especially in the manner she wailed and cried as he fucked into her. Her cries and pleas were music to his ears as he heard her sob Oh, God .no, nooooo .please .stopppp .stop .youre tearing me! It's too big .its too biggggggg! Please please .. Ive never ..no, stop! Jake answered her pleas by rearing back, then brutally slammed himself forward again. But this time the young wife was fortunate to black out from the excruciating pain, just as her rapist flushed her ass out with his hot cum.
Throughout the afternoon, Jake watched for the beauty's eyes to flutter, signaling that she was again awake. It made his day when the young wife realized her predicament and began sobbing in shame of her defilement. He would again take her in yet another position, fucking her hard, enjoying the loud sobs from the agonized beauty. Jake had enjoyed bending her in two with her ankles on his shoulders, finding that he managed to fuck even deeper into her in this manner.
Standing beside the bed, Jake advised the raped beauty "Time for me to make the long drive back, Mrs. Taylor! How about a goodbye kiss, sweetie?" The horrified look on the young wife's face made it obvious that she knew just what kind of kiss he was asking for, especially with the throbbing black cock waving just inches before her pink lips.
Pulling out of the driveway, having sated his lust, Jake congratulated himself for the well planned success. He could still picture Mrs. Suzi Taylor as he had left her, sobbing and coughing, trying to spit up all the cum he had squirted down her throat. Driving along, he thought to himself 'Well, Mrs. Suzi Taylor, you might now think I'm out of your life forever! But wait till you get a copy of the digital photo in your next email! Your ass is mine forever!'
With her ordeal finally over and her rapist departed, Suzi was so glad that her husband was to entertain client that evening and wouldn't be home till midnight or later. Finally managing to move her limbs again, she managed to stumble out of her bed and into the shower. Turning on a hot shower, she collapsed against the tiled stall as the water began to cleanse her cum stained body.
For a week, Suzi refused to touch the computer, much less think of getting on the internet. She had not reported the vicious rape even though she knew that the police could trace her rapist down by the email address and also she had the address of the florist from where the flowers had been sent. The shameful stigma of being raped would be labeled upon her and she just could not tell her loving husband that she had been raped and 'ruined'.
Feeling so ashamed and humiliated from the rape, Suzi decided that she needed to get through it somehow. She decided that the internet could provide her some help through the rape crisis sites designed for such a situation. But logging onto the internet with her password, the sound of the bell and the all familiar 'You've got mail!' sent a shiver throughout her body.
Biting down on her bottom lip, she hesitantly moved the mouse to click on the button to get her email. She shuddered in seeing the familiar address, that of the man who had viciously raped her on her marital bed. She was about to delete the message without opening it but recalled the photos taken and realized that this evil man might be blackmailing her with a demand for money. She prayed that if that was the case that she would be able to buy back the horrid pictures taken.
Nervously, Suzi clicked to open the message and read "Hi, sweetie! I've never had such a delicious lunch like the one you served! Such tasty 'white' meat!' Tears welled in her eyes and she sobbed at the horrid memories of the rape. Reading the next paragraph, Suzi realized that he was intending to indeed blackmail her as it read "If you don't want me to send the pictures below to the address on the business card below, follow my instructions below the picture!"
Scrolling down, Suzi gasped as she saw what had been scanned into the computer. It was her husband's business card, one obviously taken by the evil man before he had departed from her home. Shuddering in fears, she scrolled down further and sobbed in shame. The first photo was a close up of her face but what was between her lips made it so horrifying. The next photo showed her lying on her bed, legs widespread with cum oozing out of her.
Wondering how much money this evil man was demanding from her, she quickly went to the bottom of the page. Reading it once, then again, she shuddered and clutched her stomach. Rushing to the bathroom, she leaned over sink and heaved, spewing her breakfast at what was being demanded upon her. If it was money being demanded, it was something she could handle but the demand was outrageous. Wiping her face with a cold towel, she wondered if she could meet such a demand. But what was her alternative if she didn't, knowing she just could not let her husband nor anyone else view those horrid photos. She saw that her blackmailer had given her three weeks to comply with his demands.
Two weeks went by as Suzi sat nervously in her bedroom, peering out of the window. Looking down at the video camera in her hands, she went to the window and hesitantly point aimed to focus the zoom lens. She didn't know if she could do it, but realized she had no other choice. Seeing the old green pickup pulling into her driveway, she held the camera up and started the play button. Zooming in further, she focused in on the man getting out of the driver's door. The subject in the video was Mr. Irving Grimes, the 75 year old black local handyman whom she had called to repair her bathroom sink.
As Mr. Grimes approached the front door, Suzi then set the still playing recorder down on her dresser, now focused in at the bed she shared with her husband. She shivered, knowing what she would was so wrong but she had to go through with it. She had to comply with the demands of her blackmailer or the horrid pictures would be sent to Frank's office. Looking in the mirror, adjusting her rather revealing dress, she then proceeded to greet her guest. She rationalized that she wouldn't be harming the old handyman but merely giving him some pleasure. Suzi shuddered at the thought of allowing this unappealing and rather decrepit old man to touch her, but the elderly man did fit the terms given to her by the blackmailer.
The next day, putting the videotape in a padded envelope, Suzi mailed it out to her blackmailer. She had complied with his demands and just prayed that he would be satisfied. But she knew the evil man would not be satisfied and wondered just what else would be demanded of her. After all, she had complied fully, having seduced the old handyman in her bedroom and it was all captured on tape.
One thing that Suzi had not counted on at all, with the seduction of
Mr. Grimes in her bedroom, was the multiple orgasms that the elderly man
had taken her to. 'God, I'd never have believed what a fantastic
lover that old man could be without experiencing it myself! What
staying power! I must have cummed three times on his big black cock
before he exploded in me! I'm so glad that Frank agreed that we could
use a handyman around for the house and yard! I can't wait till Mr.
Grimes comes back on Tuesday!' she thought.
End of Story