Heather Brown: The rape girls

"Sure," she said. "It's not the most pleasant thing in the world, but if it'll help the…"

"It will, it will," Pendleton said anxiously, his voice wavering, as he got up and took her hands in his. "The League will always be grateful for this, Miss Jackson, I promise you."

Kitty took one last look at herself in the mirror and decided that the way she looked would more than do. The nipples of her bra-less tits pushed through the sheer fabric of her blouse, inviting a hand to rub across them just to see if they were really as hard as they seemed. Her short skirt was the only covering over her freshly perfumed body.

As she walked away from the mirror, she looked over her shoulder and saw the cheeks of her ass straining provocatively against the clinging fabric of her skirt, their sensuous rolling movement clearly apparent as she walked. Any man who saw her would immediately have only two things on his mind: sucking and fucking. Of that she was pro enough to be sure.

Leaving the apartment and walking down the stairs, the cool night air coming in from the street and up the stairwell whooshed up between her legs, causing her cunt to ripple with anticipation.

Kitty wasn't nearly so naive and innocent as Pendleton, of course; so, naturally, Washington's desire for strange pussy didn't surprise her. There had been rumors in the ghetto for years that Washington liked young pussy while his wife, a sort of black Eleanor Roosevelt, was traipsing around on her own on the opposite side of the country.

An hour later Kitty found herself facing the Reverend Washington's hotel-room door. She knocked.

As she waited for an answer, she could feel her nipples becoming hard and her pussy tightening as she prepared herself to swing into action. She didn't have to wait long.

The door opened and a huge, coal-black man stood in front of her. Even though he was clad only in a dressing gown, she recognized Reverend Washington immediately from his pictures, which were plastered all over every place, including the cover of Time magazine at least three times.

"Are you from Pendleton?" he said in the sonorous drawl that had made his sermons famous.

"Yes," she said, cocking a hip provocatively toward him.

"Are you all he sent? When I say I want pussy, I want acres of it… a whole plantation of it, heh, heh."

Without batting an eyelash, Kitty replied, "I'm sure that's what you're used to 'cause you ain't never been sucked up in a pussy like mine. With me, one cunt's more than you can handle." Kitty walked sensuously into the room.

"I don't know," he said. "No one cunt's been able to satisfy me yet."

"Try me," she said as she closed the distance between them. With a practiced hand, she slid her fingers under the flap of his gown and wrapped them around his prick.

Kitty was shocked when her fingers were unable to encircle the shaft of his cock.

Reverend Washington had an enormous prick hanging between his legs – except that now it wasn't hanging, but sticking straight out, how far Kitty could only guess. Her fingers slid from the root of his pulsating cock along the steel-hard shaft, moving bit by bit, encountering inches of throbbing, thick cockshaft. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, she felt the huge knob of the end of his cock swelling beneath her trembling fingers, and she realized that the prick she was holding was at least a foot long, bigger than anything she had ever handled. Kitty murmured throatily to Washington, "Let's go inside and get a better look at this."

Retaining her grasp on the monster cock, Kitty pushed them both inside and kicked the door closed.

Kitty lost no time in untying the sash of the robe and watching the enormous prick spring out at her, a terrifying black monstrosity as it twitched menacingly, apparently defying the law of gravity as it was suspended from Washington's body.

Sliding her hand slowly back and forth along the shaft of Washington's massive pole, Kitty tried to cup his balls in her other hand, but they were so enormous that it was impossible for her to hold both of them at the same time. They each seemed to weigh a pound and were as big as baseballs as she fondled his nuts with disbelief. She noticed that his cock seemed to swell even more as she squeezed his balls.

Kitty couldn't help the sensations she was experiencing from handling the biggest, blackest cock she had ever seen. Her pussy, bare beneath her skirt, was foaming furiously, spewing out thick, dripping juice.

When Washington leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I'll bet you've never had a cock like mine up your cunt," she could feel the discharge of her cuntjuice starting to run down the inside of her leg.

As the cuntjuice oozed down her leg, Kitty could feel his gaze on her crotch. Then she felt his hand sliding up her moist thigh and cupping her dripping pussy as she spread her legs apart, enabling his fingers to fondle her cunt.

Kitty moaned as she felt him slide his fingers back and forth across her pussy, slowly inserting one between her slick cuntlips.

Reverend Washington began to finger-fuck her. He leaned over from the top and began sucking one of her nipples right through the cloth of her blouse, quickly drenching the flimsy fabric so that the erection of her breast stood out as though her tit were bare.

Feeling a warm pulling sensation in her pussy, Kitty had no alternative but to hold onto his gigantic cock for dear life.

"Heh, heh, heh," he laughed as his fingers continued to fuck her cunt. "I can tell by finger-fucking you that your pussy will never be able to take my cock. I'm going to love splitting your pretty little pussy wide open like a watermelon with my foot-long cock."

This was the biggest, hardest, blackest cock Kitty had ever seen, or was ever likely to see again, and not wanting to pass up the experience of a lifetime, she dropped to her knees. Before he could say anything, Kitty grabbed his huge prick, holding it around the sides with both hands. She slipped her mouth over the massive head, running her tongue all the way back to and around the flange as she shuddered with disbelief at the size of the battering ram trying to fill her mouth.

As she lapped away at the head of Washington's cock, Kitty couldn't help but wonder what would happen if he insisted on shoving his whole prick into her mouth. She soon found out as he placed his powerful hands behind her head and then pulled it toward his thrusting crotch. He was too strong for Kitty to resist, and all of a sudden she felt the unbelievable pressure of his monster prick piledriving into her mouth, the head going so deep into her gasping throat she wandered if it would penetrate her stomach.

Kitty moved her head from side to side, trying to dislodge the prick. Her air supply was cut off and she imagined that she would choke to death from being fucked in the mouth if Washington didn't stop.

His cock made wet, sucking sounds as it pumped up and down her throat, his balls thudding heavily against her chin, the primitive scent of his loins filling her nostrils. He was a superman when it came to his cock and balls.

Suddenly an unbelievably hot load of cum filled her mouth. The cock inside her mouth was so huge there was no place for the cum, and rivers of sperm immediately ran down her stomach. The sperm spurted out of the corners of her mouth, sticky gobs of cum choking her nasal passages and affecting her breathing.

As abruptly as he had come, Washington pulled his cock out of her mouth. Kitty coughed to regain her breath, a spray of semen spewing from her mouth and nose as she gasped for air. But, as she reeled, she noticed something which shocked her even more. Despite the massive ejaculation he had just had in her mouth, Washington's prick was sticking out more erect than before.

"Heh, heh," he laughed lewdly. "Surprised, aren't you? I thrive on this. The more fucking I get, the more I want. A prick like mine has to come two or three times before it's shot its full load. Now let's see that tight little pussy of yours, we've got some boss fucking to do."