Entering his second year with the large energy conglomerate, at the age of 24, Jim Armstrong was beginning to get the attention of upper management and moving up in the company along with decent raises.  Now engaged to Linda McIntire, the girl he fell in love with in his sophomore year of college, Jim hoped to save enough to cover the elaborate wedding as well as stashing some away to for a downpayment on a house.  Born in the same month as his lovely fiancee, Jim had proposed to her on her birthday and she had happily accepted.  Jim didn't realize how much planning was needed in reserving a church date and coordinate it with the reception hall.

Linda, also 24 years of age, was quite excited at the prospect of getting married, telling him that she'd eventually like to have three children in the family, and began her task of getting wedding arrangements started when time permitted.  Church-going and quite conservative in her upbringing, she was so in love with Jim that she left caution to the wind and surrendered her virginity to him that night he proposed to her.  Standing at 5'5", 118 lbs. with long golden hair, she tried to tone down her natural beauty so as not to have weirdoes flocking about her, as they had done in high school.  Currently employed with the advertising agency that she started with out of college, Linda was quite happy with her job and had just been given a promotion to a supervisory level.

Derek Jones, a year older than Jim, worked at the same company.  He had started along with Jim Armstrong and they had gone through training together, then watched as his coworker moved rapidly ahead of him.  Deep down he was pissed, feeling that the bosses favored him since Jim Armstrong appeared to be Mr. Right, the All-American golden boy.  With the suits in upper management all being white, being black, Derek knew that it was a ceiling that would be nearly impossible to crack.  Thus, figuring he would need a friend to somehow slip into the crack, Derek remained friendly and in close contact with the upcoming whiteboy.

Up until the past December, Derek and Jim were merely co-workers who got along well at work and would often have a drink together at the bar across the street when the day was over.  Derek figured that was enough for him as Jim was rather of a square, more of a nerd than one to go out and have a good time.  What changed Derek's mind was at the company Christmas party when he was first introduced to the beautiful Linda McIntire.  Extending his and engulfing her soft manicured one in his, Derek's cock rose to attention and nearly tented his trouser out to touch the sexy blonde beauty.

 Accompanying Derek to the Christmas party was his on-again/off-again girlfriend Denise, a dirty blonde that had flunked out of community college in her first year.  In comparison, there was no way that Denise could hold a candle to Linda when it came to grace, style and personality.  Denise was good companionship for Derek, especially when he needed a good fuck, but Denise could be summed up in one word - 'bimbo'!  His girlfriend didn't have much ambition, working as a part-time cashier for retail store along with her sideline business of floral decorations that she hoped to turn into a full-time business.
 
From that evening on, Derek knew he was destined to fuck the succulent beauty from the moment he laid his lusting eyes upon on her.  Seeing how lovely dovey the engaged couple were, Derek knew that there was no way for him to charm his way into her tight little panties.  Being black certainly didn't help in this case as the lovely Linda McIntire always was quite polite and cordial, yet he sensed that she was repulsed by him.

But Derek was undeterred, thinking only with the head between his legs, he was even more determined to bed her.  He vowed to himself that he would win his way into her panties by hook or by crook.  Other than his ulterior motives to ride on his coattails, Derek didn't have much use for Jim.  Now, having met Jim's fiancee, Derek wanted to be buddy-buddy with his coworker in order to somehow finagle his way into the beauty's tight little panties.

Wanting to set things up to get more chummy with his coworker and especially seeing that lovely fiancee of his again.  One day, Derek advised him that Denise would be meeting him after work and invited Jim to join them after work, then suggested that they make it a foursome with Jim inviting Linda to join them.  As it happened that Jim was to get together with his fiancee later that night, he called her and managed to get her to come and join them once she got off work.

With Linda in the midst of trying to get the wedding plans coordinated, she excitedly began to tell Denise what had been planned to date.  Then Denise asked what type of flowers she was planning to have for the wedding and who was handling it for her, Linda advised that she hadn't gotten that far as yet.  Following a discussion as to the potential color scheme of her bridal party, Denise threw out various ideas that would match the bridesmaids' gowns.

Having learned that Linda had not chosen a florist as yet, Denise excitedly looked at this being an opportunity to get another wedding under her belt and build her business.  Hearing how many guests Linda and Jim were inviting to the wedding, as well as getting an idea of the size of the church, Denise realized that this wedding would be twice the size of the largest one she had handled to date.  She definitely wanted to land this job as it would be a great advertising tool for future weddings.  Giving Linda various ideas for her color scheme, she then broached the young bride-to-be about handling the floral arrangements for the wedding.

Linda, for the most part, had come for Jim's sake, but it was obvious to Derek that her heart just wasn't in it.  He couldn't blame her, especially in seeing how his bimbo girlfriend tried to corner her in doing the floral arrangement.  It was quite a contrast between the two women, with one exuding sheer class while the other having no class whatsoever.  Derek sensed that Linda was uncomfortable that Denise, being a rather bimbo, along with the fact that she was a white dating a black.

With Linda making more excuses as she tried to put off committing herself to Denise, it was quite obvious to Derek that Linda did not want to hire Denise for the big event, wanting to go with a well known florist instead.  He couldn't blame the pretty blonde fiancee of his coworker, especially with Denise being a bit ditsy.   Knowing his bimbo girlfriend, Derek could see the disappointment and frustration in his girlfriend, knowing how much she was trying to land a big event to get her floundering floral decoration business a kick-start.

Sitting back and taking in the interaction of the two women, Derek wished that he could have a girlfriend that was so sophisticated and elegant as young Linda.  She was pure 'class' while Denise ………….well, there was just no comparison!  Knowing that Denise would later complain to him about being disappointed with Linda not soliciting her talent and wanting to go with a 'professional'.  'Hmmm, if I play this right later, I might just be able to solicit Denise's help in worm my way into that sexy bitch's tight panties!' he pondered.

As the night came to an end and the respective couples bid their goodbyes, Derek found that he had been quite right about his assessment.  In the car, the fact that Linda had not asked Denise to take on the floral arrangements for the wedding created a very upset Denise.  As Denise vented her anger about being snubbed by 'that uppity bitch', Derek played the agreeing and consoling boyfriend.

Derek realized that Denise wasn't bright enough to comprehend why Linda had snubbed her in wanting to use a professional florist for this once in a lifetime event.  Then, rather than soothe Denise's hurt feelings any further, he decided to parlay her anger into getting Denise to help him set up Linda.  He pretended to agree with Denise everything that she said, telling her they should try to figure out a way to teach that 'bitch' a lesson for snubbing her.

Seeing her agreeing with him, Derek smiled to himself as Denise began to now think of getting even, wanting to hurt the sophisticated beauty who had hurt her feelings.  With his 'bimbo' now following his thinking on revenge, Derek told her to keep cool as he'd think it all out and find a way that Denise could 'bring down that snooty little bitch'!  In Derek's head, his mind was racing ahead with potential scenarios, with the head between his legs throbbing with only one thing in mind.

Back in his apartment, Derek needed a good screw to ease the throbbing in his cock, all built up from fantasizing about his coworker's sexy fiancee.  To get Denise's help in getting into the beautiful bitch's panties, he decided to use the racial card, telling Denise "Well, honey ……………….she probably looks down upon you ………….considering you a 'white trash' since ya got a black boyfriend!  I've seen this a lot …………especially from those high and mighty 'whities' growing up in a society were there aren't many black around!  Not worldly and non-biased as ya, sugar!"

Sitting on the sofa, with Denise resting her head on his shoulder, Derek caressed her hand and then drew it over and placed the palm of her hand right over his tented bulge.  Not wanting Denise to forget about the sexy blonde who had put her down, Derek wanted Denise to now think of Linda McIntire, sex, and revenge all at the same time.  Then, laughingly, Derek added "Ya know what that little bitch needs?  A big black dick shoved all the way up her tight little twat!  That'd certainly bring her down a peg or two and put her in her fuck'n place!"

Feeling Denise squeeze his cockhead, then unzip his pants to fish out his aching bone, Derek knew that the seeds he had planted in her mind were starting now to flourish.  Hand pumping on his throbbing cock, tongue flicking on his cockhead, Derek smiled as he heard Denise stop her tonguing and ask "That's it!  That's what the fuck'n bitch needs ……………….a good fuck ……………….by a big black cock!  That'll put the bitch in her place!  She looks down at me because I have a black boyfriend!  Let's see how high and mighty she is with a big black cock stuffing her pussy!  Derek, will you help me ……………..help me get even that that fuck'n bitch?"

Playing dumb, Derek responded "Me?  How can I help you get even with her?"  He got just the response that he wanted when he heard her reply "Well, the bitch needs a good fuck …………….by a big black cock!  And you've got the biggest black cock that I know of!  Pleaseeeeeeeee …………………..ya gotta help me get even with that little bitch!  I want ya to fuck her ……………….make her scream when ya stick it in her!"

Holding back his laughter in seeing how easy it was to manipulate his 'bimbo' girlfriend, Derek acted "Gosh …………I don't know babe!  She doesn't seem too comfortable around me!  There's no way she would even let a black guy touch her …………much less get into her panties ……………..willingly, anyway!  Shit, she'd won't go down without a fight!  Best to forget about it, Denise ………………I'd have to rape her to get in her panties!"

A moment later, the slow witted Denise excitedly responded "That's it!  That's it!  That'll be perfect in bringing down that precious little bitch!  I can't wait to see that goody-goodly little bitch walking down the aisle, looking all pure and innocent, trying to hide the fact that she got herself 'raped and ruined' by a big black cock!"  Snuggling up to him, kissing him on the cheek as she played up to him, Denise cooed "Please, honey!  Please say that you'll help me get even with that little bitch!"

Cock hard at the thought of raping the beautiful Linda McIntire, Derek pushed his cock up against his girlfriend's enclosed hand, getting her to fist him faster.  "Oh, baby ……..ahhhhh, that feels good!  Ya want me to rape that little bitch fer ya?  Ya gonna help me set it up so she ain't gonna go running to the cops?  Ya think she's gonna scream bloody murder when I shove my black boner up her tight little twat?" he mouthed.  Then he added "Yeah ……………..it'd be nice to put that little bitch in her place!  Have her squirming in fear and hearing her scream when she gets 'ruined'!"

Seeing the excitement in Derek, his cock rock solid in her pumping fist, Denise unwittingly thought that it was her own doing that and that it was she who had gotten her boyfriend to the point where he would do her bidding.  Wanting to seal his willingness in helping her, Denise got up from the sofa, pulling at the cock in hand to get her boyfriend up with her.  "C'mon, honey ………………..I'm going to show you what it'll be like to stick it to that goody-goody bitch!"

One thing that Derek loved about his blonde 'bimbo' girlfriend was the fact that she loved to have sex …………rough sex!  Eager to see what Denise had in mind, Derek allowed her to pull him by his dick into the darkened bedroom of his apartment, encouraged by his girlfriend egging him on "C'mon, stud!  Show me what you'd do to that prissy little blonde bitch, once ya get yer hands on her!"

With that, Denise released her grip on his cock and back up into the darkness of the bedroom.  Stepping towards her, Derek felt his cock lurch as Denise pretended to be the lovely Linda McIntire, giving a frightened rendition of the beauty "Please …………….please leave me alone!  Please don't touch me!  Please …………don't ……………..I …………….I've never been with a man, other than Jim!  Please ………………please ……………..please don't rape me!"

Getting into the act, Derek stripped off his shirt as he approached the blonde now cowering in the corner.  As he began to unbuckle his belt, from the darkened corner of the bedroom came a plea "Please ……………..please, Derek ………………no ……………you …………….you're Jim's good friend!  Please …………….you can't do this to me ………………to Jim …………….please!"  Derek played along and laughed "Friend?  Shit, I only got close to that do-gooder yer gonna marry so I could ride along on his fuck'n coattails and get ahead in the company!"

As Denise made a move to rush past him, Derek caught and roughly threw her onto the large king-sized bed.  He caught her right foot as she tried to kick him, then the left that followed.  Stripping off her heels, he then released her ankles and watched as she turned to try to scramble off the bed.  Grasping the back of her ankles, he pulled her back as she tried to grasp the bedspread to prevent him from doing so.

"Oh, you beautiful little bitch!  That sophisticated little ass is all mine now!  Gonna teach ya not to be so high and mighty ya uppity little bitch!  Ya ain't gonna be so high and mighty when I knock ya off that pedestal of yers!" Derek chuckled.  Laughing, he added "I's got a big black dick to knock ya off that pedestal Jim always has ya on!  Yes, sirreee!  Gonna 'knock ya off' the pedestal and 'knock ya up' with a little black bastard!"

Legs now freed as Derek released her ankles to pull off his pants, Denise crawled up to the top of the bed and cowered up in a ball, grasping the pillow for protection.  Seeing Derek pull down his pants and jockeys, Denise gave out a loud frightened gasp and sobbed "Oh, please!  Oh, please ……………..no ……………….no …………..please ………….don't rape me …………with ……………with that awful ………….thing!  Please ……………please ……………..I ……………I can't take that!  It …………it …………..it's too biggggggg!"

Stepping out of his clothing, Derek fisted his throbbing cock, quite excited as he pretended Linda McIntire was cowering in the darkness.  "Oh, baby!  Look what I's got fer ya!  I's gonna 'ruin' ya good fer yer wedding day!  Ah, yeah, baby ………………I can jest picture how beautiful ya'll look in yer pure white bridal gown!  Everyone in the church will think yer so fuck'n pure and innocent …………………but only ya and I will know yer little belly is swelling up with my little black bastard!" he laughed.

As Denise's ankles were grasped once again and she was pulled down to the middle of the bed, she sobbed and pleaded "Please …………..no ……………….no …………..stop ……………stopppp!"  She actually fought back and scratched out as Derek roughly grasped her skirt and tore it from her struggling body.  Then Derek was upon her, tearing at her blouse, shredding it apart.  Moments later, as she hoped would happen to Linda McIntire, her bra and panties were torn from her.

Caught up in it all, eyes closed as he pretended it was Linda McIntire beneath him, Derek's mouth searched for and found a hardening nipple.  Flicking his tongue out onto the stiffening bud, he then bit at it with his sharp teeth, grazing it to cause a small paper like cut.  Then he moved to do the same to its twin as the whines and sobbing beneath him only served to egg him on.

 

Arms pinned to the bed, feeling Derek thick cockhead pushing up against her juicing slit, Denise made him work for it.  Wiggling her butt from side to side, she effectively prevented him from entering her, till finally Derek got into the right position and thrust himself into her.  Though it was quite thrilling for her, Denise continued on playing the innocent bitch, screaming "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ……………………..noooooooooo ……………….nooooooooo ………………..it hurtsssssssss …………………….it hurtssssssssssss!  Pleassssssssssseeee ……………………..stoppppppppppppp!  It's too bigggggg …………………..it's too bigggggggg!"

From this point, it was quite a satisfying fuck for both Derek and Denise.  For Derek, he was raping the naïve and innocent young Linda Mcintire, hearing her scream in pain and anguish as he fucked into her.  For Denise, it was the best fuck that Derek had ever thrown to her, slamming it to her rough and hard.  Then they dozed as Derek's mind continued churning out the possible scenarios that would pave the way into the blonde beauty's tight little panties.

The next morning, with Denise still angry at what took place the night before, Derek began to unveil his plan. The plan he explained to her It was a plan to set up Jim Armstrong for blackmail and use it to clear the way for Linda to be left along in Derek's evil clutches. Denise's anger and desire for revenge had her unquestioningly and unwittingly agree to every aspect of Derek's vile plan.  It was a plan for Derek to rape the innocent Linda McIntire, to show her first-hand why a gal like Denise preferred black men.

It was to be a two pronged plan, the first of which was to commence the next time the foursome got together again for drinks.  Derek reminded Denise that she was not to even broach the subject of floral arrangements for the upcoming wedding.  He knew that Linda would not bring the topic up as she did not want Denise pressuring her for the chance to do the floral arrangements.  As for Denise, Derek figured that with her lack of style and grace, the bimbo would blow everything if she got all huffy again if Linda talked about going with a professional for the flowers.

On that next get-together at the bar, whenever Denise got to talk and whisper to Linda, the goal was to pique Linda's interest in what it would be like to have a black lover.  In accomplishing this aspect, it was a topic that Denise really loved and could get off on.  Seeing the shocked expression on the face of innocent Linda McIntire only got Denise going all the more.  She began with telling Linda that she had many boyfriends from her junior high days, all white, until a group picnic one day in her junior year of high school.

"I was a bit tipsy from the spiked punch and happened to wander off with Derek, the school's star basketball player!  God, Linda ……………if he hadn't clamped his hand over my mouth, my screams would have had everyone running over to see what happened!  He was so ……………..biggggggg!  It has been years since then, but till now, I still haven't found anything that would come close in comparison!  That saying is so true 'When you go black, you can't go back!'  I just can't get enough of it!" Denise laughed.

Seeing Linda blush, Denise knew that now the innocent beauty's interest was piqued, especially when Linda asked "Is …………….is that myth about black men ………..really true?"  Denise chuckled "I guess you ain't tried it yet, huh, sugar?"  Laughing, she added "I guess not, seeing that you and Jim are soon to get married!  Let me tell you, once you get nailed by a big black buck, you'll never want anything else!  God, I tell you, after all these years I still have to grit my teeth in order to keep from screaming when Derek bones me!"  As Derek and Jim were returning from the bar with their drinks, Denise knew that Linda's gaze was not on her handsome fiancé but instead on Derek's bulging pants.

Later that night, after Jim took her home and they smooched a bit, all Linda could think about was "What would it be like to have a big black stud like Derek make love to me?"  It was just fantasizing, as Linda would never let Derek or any other man, much less a black man, ever touch her intimately.  Still, the fascination was there and Linda shivered at the thought of Derek's large black hands upon her naked body, moving up over her flat tummy to cup her breasts and thumb her sensitive pink nipples to stiffness.

In bed, Linda tossed aside the covers and slipped her hands up under her nightie, pretending in the darkness that it was Derek's hands upon her body.  Cupping her 34 C's, Linda began to thumb her sensitive nipples till the poked out like solid flints.  Then one hand moved back over her belly, down through her golden curls to her now juicing slit.  "Mmmmmmm …………………..mmmmmmm ………………ohhhhhhhh!" she moaned loudly as she imagined that it was Derek feeling her up and about to have his way with her.  Fingering herself, pretending that Derek was shucking his big black cock and about to enter her, Linda shuddered as her body rocked in an orgasm.

The next morning, awaking to find the covers tossed aside and her nightie bunched up at her neck, Linda felt so ashamed at the illicit thoughts that she had entertained during the night.  'Oh, God!  How could I have done such a think?  Thinking such vile thoughts …………….and ………………….and doing such an awful thing!' Linda chided herself.  She felt so sick, so undeserving of the man she loved, after having given in to her vile thoughts.  Such thoughts and feelings nagged at her after having masturbated for the very first time in her life.  From her conservative upbringing, only sluts and harlots would allow such a vile thing to occur, even in the privacy of one's home.

Weeks later, the second phase of the devious plan was put into action when Derek learned from his coworker that his lovely fiancee was going to be out of town for the weekend to attend a sorority function.  Apparently, Linda was attending a function where all her sorority sisters would be gathering to reminisce about good times during college and to catch up with everyone's current lives.  That night, Derek managed to get Jim to agree to join he and Denise across the street from Happy Hour.
 

As planned, over drinks and conversation, Denise and Derek sprung the trap on Jim Armstrong.  Jim was a bit tipsy, thanks to Derek keeping the drinks flowing, that it never occurred to the unwitting fiancé that he was being set up.  Just as Derek had drawn up the plan and on cue, Denise asked Derek to dance with her.  Derek declined, saying he had a tough day and just wanted to sit and drink.  That triggered a staged argument between them.

Moments later, Denise asked Jim to dance with her since Derek had refused to.  Caught by surprise and before Jim could collect his thoughts to decline, Denise grabbed his hand and dragged him up onto the dance floor.  As according to the plan, she had dragged Jim up as a slow song played.  Before he song was over, Denise was grinding her lithe body seductively up against her unwitting dance partner.

When they returned to the booth, it was Derek who was pretending to be upset over Denise's lewd overtures with Jim on the dance floor.  Jim tried desperately to explain that nothing inappropriate had occurred, even apologize for what seemed inappropriate, but Derek stormed out of the bar and left, leaving Denise stranded without a ride home.  After it became obvious that Derek was not going to return, Jim had no other choice but to offer Denise a ride home.  He apologized to her for the causing the misunderstanding between herself and Derek.

During the ride home, it was Denise who apologized for Derek's behavior, saying that he was acting like a jealous teenager.  Sliding over on the seat, she then leaned her head upon the shoulder of Derek's very nervous coworker.  Arriving at her apartment, Denise asked Jim in for a drink but he politely declined, saying that he had already caused enough trouble between Derek and her, though unintentional as it might be, and advised that he didn't want to add fuel to the fire.

As Denise began to sniffle, saying that Derek had never left her like this before and that it appeared it was over for good, Jim tried to console and reassure her that Derek would most likely phone or stop that night.  And when that happened, she and Derek would be able to talk things through and make up with each other.  Denise played the part perfectly, sniffling and insisting that he come in for just one drink till her nerves settled down, telling him that she just couldn't stand being alone at that moment.

As Jim reluctantly agreed to have just one drink with her, Denise began telling him that Derek was way out of line to make a fuss over the fact that she and Jim had shared one 'innocent' dance together.  She pretended not to take into consideration her lewd, suggestive behavior out on the dance floor, and Jim was too embarrassed and polite to remind her.  Denise reassured Jim that a drink is the least she can do for him in gratitude for seeing her safely home after Derek stormed out of the bar and left her stranded.

Now that she had the tipsy Jim Armstrong in her apartment, Denise had him sit on the sofa as she went over to make them each a drink.  Seeing the two glasses already waiting, she knew that the one on the napkin was the glass laced with a potent 'mickey'.  Such was also an indication that Derek had gotten back earlier and was hiding in the apartment with cameras already rolling.  Now all she had to do was to give Jim the spiked drink and the planned deception would be fully in place.

Handing Jim his drink, Denise surprised him as she sat immediately next to the startled young man as she continued to sniffle in sadness.  As Jim Armstrong nervously gulped his drink, he played right into the hands of the devious Denise, a woman well experienced in matters of the opposite sex.  When half of his drink had been consumed, for the benefit of the cameras, Denise subtly moved up even closer to Jim and reached out to caress his forearm.

As it became obvious that the drug was beginning to take effect, with Jim swaying a bit and glassy eyed, Denise leaned over to kiss him on the lips.  At this point, Jim was too groggy and woozy to comprehend and effectively fend her off.  As Jim raised his hands up in protest and to push her away, Denise was prepared and shifted her body over a bit to place her breast right into the palm of his moving hand.

For the cameras, Denise threw her head back and moaned with pleasure, now holding Jim's cupped hands upon her more than ample breasts, moaning "Oh, God …………Jim …………..it feels so good ………………..but ……………..but we shouldn't be doing this!  You're engaged to be married ……………….and I'm Derek's girlfriend!"  Leaning forward, she pushed Jim's hands up a bit and then slid them down into the opening of her dress, then cooed "Oh, you've got such a nice touch!  That's it ……………squeeze my breasts!  Yes ………………play with my nipples like that!"

Denise choked back a laugh in knowing that the drug had rendered her victim utterly powerless to avoid incriminating himself, and aware that Derek was capturing her performance on videotape, she wantonly pressed her beasts against Jim, effectively trapping his hands down the front of her dress.  Then she reached out to fondle his crotch, slowly unzipping his pants and fishing out his cock.  In his drug-induced haze, he was helpless to wrest his hands free or to fend off Denise's ministrations, making it appear that he was in fact a very willing participant in the unchaste exchange between himself and his coworker's girlfriend.

The cunning blonde continued to stroke his cock for the better part of a minute to further incriminate her dazed and woozy pawn, pretending she was bringing him to full erection.  "Ooh, baby, you like that, hmm?  Oh, yeah, I can feel you getting harder.  Yeah, nice and hard for me," she cooed as she reached for his drink with her free hand, held it to his lips and coaxed, "Drink up, honey.

With Jim having consumed his drink, time was on Denise's side as she continued to moan with pleasure and fondle Jim's exposed manhood.  She could feel his body jerk from time to time as he tried desperately to fight off the effects of the potent drug and finally his body fell limp beneathe her.  Grasping his arms and wrapping them around her, she crawled up against him for the sake of the cameras, planting her mouth over his to give the effect that it was a reciprocal proposition.

Denise looked up to see Derek enter the room and as planned, they then proceeded to strip the drugged Jim of his clothing.  Positioning Jim to make it appear he was looking straight ahead, chin propped up and the camera repositioned directly behind him to give a point of view scene, Denise then began a striptease in front of the passed out man.  Once out of her clothing, Denise then straddled the unconscious Jim, performing a rather seductive lap dance atop of him.

Holding the back of Jim's head, keeping him from falling backwards, Denise then drew his head forward to make it appear he was feasting upon her more than ample breasts.  "Ohhhh, yes, lover!  Suck it!  Bite my nipples!  Bite them hard like that ………………ohhh, yes!" she added for the cameras.  Throwing her head back, moving about to push one tittie into Jim's face, Denise went about the charade of pretending he was sucking at her.  Then the other tittie was pushed up into his unconscious face.  "Bite me ……………..yesssssss …………..bite me!" she screamed out.

A brief break to reposition the cameras, Denise then dropped down to the carpeted floor between Jim's legs and began to handle his rather limp pecker.  Mouthing the thin excuse of Jim's manhood, Derek was immediately behind Jim but out of sight to provide the verbal moans and groans for what would appear the young groom having the time of his life.  "Ahhhhhh ………………..ahhhhhhh ……………..ohhhhhhhhh ……………ohhhh …………..ahhhhhhhhhhh ……………..arggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh!" Derek groaned to provide the sound effects.

Letting the limp dick pop out of her mouth, camera turned off temporarily, Denise laughed as she looked down at the drugged young man, laughing "God, what a pathetic little pecker he's got!  Damn, I need a fuck'n drink!"  Then, as she joined Derek for a drink, Denise got out a pina colata mix and poured some into a glass with some corn starch in it.  Stirring it up, getting it to the right texture, Denise laughed as she was now ready for the next scene.

Getting back into position, on her knees between Jim Armstrong's legs, Denise then took a mouthful of the thick fluid and kept it in her mouth.  Then, once she got Jim's cock back into her mouth, the cameras began to roll again.  This time, Derek was manually handling one of the cameras, ready to zoom in for the finale.  As Denise began to bob her head up and down, she opened her mouth a bit to have what would look like Jim's cum flowing out of her mouth and down his pathetic cock.

It was a beautiful show that Denise put on, gagging around Jim's cock as she pulled her mouth from off him, looking sick to her stomach.  Then she brought both hands up to her face, cupping them together as she made it look as if her stomach was rebelling and began spewing out the thick white fluid.  It certainly looked like cum drooling from her lips, down her chin, as she looked up towards Jim and shuddered "Oh, God, Jim!  Did …………….did you have to cum in my mouth?  Its so ………filthy!"

Later, another sex scene was staged after Derek and Denise got the unconscious Jim into the bedroom and onto the bed.  With the camera off to the side and shooting from the foot of the bed, Denise straddled Jim's waist, essentially blocking his unconscious face.  As if she was riding his cock, Denise mouthed "Oh, Jim!  Oh, fuck me ……………..fuck me!  Yes ……………..yes …………..so good!"

On cue, Denise intensified her undulations to simulate that Jim was nearing an orgasm, placing his limp hands on her hips and holding them there with hers, she moaned "Jim ……………..no …………………no ……….let me up …………………..you've got to pull out ……………..you promised!  Oh, God ……………noooooooooooooooo!"  In the background, it was Derek who was producing the sounds of a male grunting and groaning as if in the process of cumming.

A short pause as Denise dismounted Jim's unconscious body, she got the cup containing the remainder of the artificial cum like substance.  With the turkey baster she had brought with her from the kitchen, she filled up her twat with the fluid.  With legs widespread, camera lens zooming in, Denise squeezed her cunt muscles to force out a thick flow of what would look like Jim's cum.  "You bastard!  You promised me you'd let me up ……………..that you'd pull out in time!  I told you I'm not on the pill and this is the worst time of the month for me!  Damn, you might just have gotten me pregnant!" she whined.

The next morning Jim awoke with a mean throbbing headache, startled to find himself in bed with a sleeping Denise.  He struggled to make sense of it, trying desperately to recall the events of the night before but could not recall how he ended up in bed with Denise nor what had transpired.  But Jim did notice that both of their clothing was strewn carelessly about the bedroom floor, indicating that they both must have been in the heat of passion when they hit the sheets.  Confused and filled with guilt and shame, Jim was totally overwhelmed as he lay there, trying to make sense of it all.

A short time later, though already awake, Denise pretended to stir from her sleep.  Looking about as if to sort things out herself, she went into her act, confronting Jim with his transgression.  She sailed into him for selfishly taking advantage of her and ignoring her reminder that she wasn't on birth control, breaking his promise not to cum in her.  Then she threw back the covers and obscenely spread her legs, squeezing her cunt muscles together to produce a flow of semen drooling out of her stretched and swollen cunt.

Denise's unwitting bedmate, of course, had no way of knowing it was in fact Derek's thick semen, not his. Having watched and filmed Denise simulate the sex act with his unconscious coworker, Derek had gotten aroused, especially at the thought that he just gotten the goods on his drugged and incapacitated coworker.  Just what was needed to get Jim Armstrong out of the way.

In fact, Derek planned to put his whiteboy coworker in his place.  It would serve to give Derek all that much more pleasure having the All-American whiteboy knowing what would soon taking place once he left his beautiful fiancee alone with him.  Derek was intent on using the incriminating film to force his coworker's participation in delivering the innocent white beauty into his lecherous black hands.

Jim stammered, trying desperately to apologize for his transgression, explaining that he'd obviously had too much to drink.  He stammered "I ……………..I'm very sorry, Denise!  I …………..I really don't remember much of anything, except taking you home since Derek left you stranded at the bar!  I …………..I ………everything's just a blank after that!"  Frantic at the thought that he made love to another woman other than Linda, cheated on his fiancee with his coworker's girlfriend at that, Jim was just beside himself.
 
Seeing the regret and horror register on young Jim Armstrong's face, Denise wanted to burst out in laughter.  'Shit, bet he thinks he's a fuck'n stud for getting me in the sack with him!  Asshole!  You're no fuck'n stud ………………you're a fuck'n dud!  Christ, twelve year old kids got more between their legs than you do!' she thought.  Then Denise pulled off the charade beautifully as she began to sob "You promised ………………..you promised not to cum in me!  If ……………if I get pregnant …………it'll be obvious to Derek that the baby's not his!  You bastard ………………you just better pray that I don't get pregnant due to your stupidity!  Derek will kill you if he ever finds out about this!"

Bombarded by the horrid accusations, the dreaded possibility of his coworker finding out that he had bonked his bimbo girlfriend had Jim Armstrong shaken to the core.  'Oh, God!  What if Linda learns of this?  Shit …………..………..she won't stand for it …………she'll call off our engagement!  Christ ……………..what am I going to do?' he wondered.  "Denise ………….don't …………don't you worry!  You won't get pregnant!  If …………….if you do ……………..I ………………I'll pay for the abortion!" Jim blurted out.

'Beeeeepppppp!  Wronggggggg!' as this unsolicited comment about paying for an abortion would certainly not look good in his favor if anyone should view it on tape, especially the innocent and naïve Linda McIntire.  Just this portion of the video alone would be so self-incriminating that Jim Armstrong didn't have a prayer, especially with Linda having such a strong Catholic upbringing.

Catching that misstatement, Denise broke down sobbing, telling him "How can you think of me like a cheap little whore!  A slut who'd run to get an abortion if she gets pregnant!  I'll have you know that I go to church every Sunday and abortions are totally forbidden!"  Hands to her face, hiding her smiling face as she stammered "Bastard!  Get your clothes on and get the hell out before I call the police and charge you with rape!"

Not know what to say any further, getting himself deeper and deeper into this mess, Jim scrambled to get on his clothing.  All he needed was for her to scream 'Rape' and it'd be all over, regardless of whether it was true or not.  In a minute, he was out of the door to the apartment, running down the steps and into his car.  Heart pounding with fear, Jim put the car into drive and headed home, wondering just how he would put all this behind him.

Back in the apartment, both Denise and Derek broke up into hysterical fits, not believing how comical a situation it had turned out to be.  "Did ya see the look on Jim's face?  He was fuck'n scared shitless!" Denise laughingly asked her chuckling boyfriend.  "That was fuck'n priceless, sugar!  Church-going?  Fuck …………….the last time ya were in church was three years ago ……………..fer yer mama's funeral!" he quipped.

Of course, Denise was on the pill and there was no fear that she might be knocked up at all.  Just a part of the act, part of the scam to set Jim up and make him more vulnerable and more willing to agree to Derek's forthcoming ultimatum.  Then Denise had a thought of her own, a rarity for her except when it came to weaseling some money, as she asked "Honey, I could use some money to get more inventory for my floral arrangements!  Ya won't mind if I hit yer friend Jim up for some bucks, would ya?  Say a thousand bucks ………….jest to cover the expenses of an abortionist!  Imagine what that'll do if we get it all on film!"

On Monday morning, Jim nervously went into work and tried to busy himself at this desk, wary that Denise might have blurted out everything that had taken place to his coworker.  With Derek much taller and far more muscular than he was, Jim swallowed fearfully that Derek would easily break him in two if he learned what took place in Denise’s apartment.  ‘Damn ……………….how could I have allowed such a thing to happen!  And Denise …………………she’s just a damned bimbo!  God, fucking a bimbo like that and …………………risk everything!  Christ, I sure hope she doesn’t get pregnant!’ he worried.

As Derek got into work, Jim felt a cold chill course throughout his body as Derek was rather solemn and not his usual happy carefree self.  Jim pretended to be engrossed in some papers on his desk and swallowed as he could have sworn that Derek had glanced in his direction with disdain and a look of contempt on his face.  ‘Oh, God ………….did she tell him that I came onto her ……………….that we had sex together?’ he wondered.  ‘Jezz ……………………did she try to blame it all on me …………………….telling him that I raped her as she had threatened before I left the apartment?’ he worried.

Fortunately for Jim, Derek was leaving that afternoon for an assignment out of town and the project required him to be away for a couple of weeks.  Jim did not know how he could endure being in the same office with his coworker, knowing that he had sex with the fellow’s girlfriend.  Regretting what had occurred, Jim tried to put himself in Derek’s position, wondering how he’d react if his coworker had made a pass or forced himself upon his lovely fiancée ………………putting his cock into her innocent body!  He shuddered at the horrible thought, heart thumping madly as a migraine began to pound in his head.

For Derek, the three week assignment was just what he needed as he would not have been able to keep a straight face in playing the mad boyfriend for so long.  Especially in seeing how the young punk Jim Armstrong was sweating as he fidgeted in his chair that morning.  Denise had taken off from her part-time job to join him on the trip since the company was paying for the room in the rather plush hotel.  There, they’d have a great time fucking and planning on how to have Jim squirming upon their return.

After the next two weeks passed, Jim breathed a bit easier, hoping that everything would be back to normal with his coworker once he returned from his assignment.  Then the day before Derek was to return, the telephone at his desk rang and Jim picked it up.  It was a sobbing Denise on the other end of the line, sobbing out "I ……………I haven't heard from Derek ever since that night he left me at the bar!  I tried to reach him at the hotel he's at and left messages every day ……………but he hasn't returned any of my calls!"

Jim tried to comfort the distraught woman on the telephone, telling her that Derek was probably quite busy with the assignment and that everything would probably get patched up once he returned.  Then Jim's blood chilled as he heard Denise say "I'm …………..I'm so scared ………………….my ………………..my period didn't come!  It …………..it's all regular and right on time!  I ………………I don't know what to do ………………..I think you got me pregnant!"

Now it was Jim's turn to stammer on the phone, stuttering "Are ………………are you sure?  Maybe ………………..maybe you're just a couple of days late ………..maybe you just miscalculated!"  Then there was total silence on both ends of the line, with Jim trying desperately to think while Denise gritted her teeth to keep from cracking up in laughter, with Derek covering his mouth to keep from giving himself away.

Then Jim pulled a blunder as he questioningly blurted out "Are ………………are you sure the baby's mine?"  Jim was unprepared for the barrage of cussing from his coworker's girlfriend, as she yelled out "Derek always made sure he used a condom when we made love!  And the last time we made love was over a week before you 'raped' me!  You bastard …………………..you're going to pay ……………….believe me, you're going to pay!" Jim's heart nearly stopped as Denise slammed the phone down on him and he now heard the buzzing of the dialtone.

Hitting the buttons on the phone that would call back the number from where Denise's call originated from, Jim prayed that she would answer the phone and not act upon the verbal threat that she had just made.  Heart pounding in fear, as the phone continued ringing, Jim dreaded the thought of Denise making contact later with Linda.  Could he deny to Linda that he had not made love to Denise, nor have gotten her pregnant?

As the phone was answered by a sniffling Denise, who had seen the caller I.D. showing the name of the company where he worked, Jim asked if he could meet with her so they could figure things out together.  Denise then told him that Derek was scheduled to get back the next afternoon and that she hoped to meet with him to patch things up, thus it had to be that night if he wanted to meet with her, adding at the end "But you bastard ……….you had better keep your hands to yourself this time ………….or I'll go to the police!"

On the drive over to Denise's apartment, Jim tried desperately to think of what he was going to tell her, knowing that her giving birth to a baby would haunt him the rest of his life.  Knowing that Denise was basically only working part-time and in need of money, Jim thought that he might again broach the subject of abortion and make it worth her while to do it.  He knew that he'd have to gently broach the subject of abortion, recalling how upset she had gotten when he had first tried to reassure her that he'd take care of it should she get pregnant.

Unknown to Jim, Derek had come back with Denise, a day earlier than scheduled to pull off the devious plan successfully.  His visit to Denise's apartment would all be captured on video, the way he tried to console her, putting his arm gently around her shoulders as she wept in despair.  The flawless and sparkling 1 carat diamond ring on the finger of Linda McIntire would be tossed down the gutter and the woman of Jim Armstrong's life gone forever, if the tape became public.

Bad enough was the videotape of the night he had been drugged and the morning after, Jim would be on tape telling Denise that she had to think of her life with Derek, that she had to think of Derek by having the abortion.  Though Jim did not mention the fact that he wanted Denise to have the abortion for his own selfish reasons, it was quite obvious that he was merely trying to save his own ass, telling her "Denise, both you and Derek are madly in love with each other!  You can't let one night that we spent together ruin everything between you and Derek!"

With Denise finally agreeing that she wanted to marry Derek, but couldn't with her not carrying Derek's baby, Denise blurted out "I know I can't have this baby ………..your baby ……………..but I checked with a friend and learned that it cost $1,000 for an abortion!  Plus, for safety's sake, my friend said I'd have to rest and be off work for a week!"

Anxious at the thought of escaping this unwanted fatherhood, Jim said that he'd pay the $1,000 abortion fee and also give her an additional $2,000 to take care of her loss income.  Not wanting to leave any paper trails, such as a check payable to Denise, Jim advised that he would bring her the cash as soon as the bank opened up in the morning.  Though smart enough to not leave a paper trail, falling into the devious trap and being videotaped certainly would come back to haunt him.  Unbeknownst to Jim, once Denise was rolling in his dough, Derek would soon be looking for a roll in the hay with the naïve and innocent Linda McIntire.

Back at the office, after having called in to say that he had an emergency and would be in a few hours late, Jim breathed a sigh of relief to be out of the messy situation.  Out three grand on that payoff, Jim shook his head in disbelief as it was money he had set aside to cover part of the wedding reception.  'Well, if need be, I'll get a loan to cover it!' he thought.

That afternoon, a weary looking Derek walked back into the office while Jim was at his desk.  "Hey, Jim .………….how's things going, man?  Sure hope its better than the past three weeks I've been away!  Man, Jim ………………maybe we can get together for a drink after work today!  I could sure use yer advice on women ………………since you're about to be a married man!  Things just haven't been the same with me and Denise since that night we were all together!  I know I screwed up in getting pissed and leaving her there!  Guess things were building up then and I suspected she was stepping out on me!"

With Derek asking for his advice, Jim assumed that he was in the clear and that Derek suspected nothing.  Haven't you seen Denise since that night?"  Jim asked, fishing for any inconsistencies.  "Naw …………………she called me everyday at the hotel I stayed at and left messages ……………….but I never called her back!" came the reply.  Hoping to use the opportunity to help patch things up between Derek and Denise, since he was the cause of their breakup, Jim readily agreed to have a drink with him after work.

After both had downed a drink together, Jim was asked "What would you do if you suspected that Linda was seeing someone else and pretending you're the only one for her?  Would you be pissed?"  There was no other way for Jim to respond but say "Damned right I'd be pissed!" Then Jim was asked "Would you check up on Linda to see if your suspicions were correct and that she was fucking around on the side?"  Jim responded "Well, I know Linda wouldn't do that to me …………..but if I suspected something like that ……………yeah, I'd check it out!"

Another couple of drinks as the two men made small talk about women in general, the Derek asked "I jest don't know what the fuck to do!  I'm afraid that if I'm right and then it turns out to be a friend of mine who she's fuck'n around with, I'll probably end up killing the fuck'n SOB!  Tell me what ya'd do if something like that happened to ya?  Would killing the SOB be the answer or do as the saying goes 'An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth'?"

Swallowing in nervousness, especially with the knowledge his coworker was willing to kill to get back at anyone messing with his girlfriend, Jim replied "Ah, Derek, you don't want to do anything foolish like that!  All that would do is get you put in jail for the rest of your life!  That wouldn't solve anything!  Getting ……………..getting even is always much more satisfying!  Like you said …………..an 'eye for an eye' …………………like in our business, its always more rewarding to know you came up on top!"

After two more drinks and the two coworkers were about to call it a night, Jim felt quite relieved when Derek advised "Thanks so much for having a drink with me and helping me sort things out!  Can't tell ya how much I appreciate having a friend like ya!  I really miss seeing Denise!  Guess I should call her tomorrow and try to patch things up!  And I'll be sure to take yer advice in how to take my revenge out on the guy who's been banging her!"

With Derek's car right near the front entrance, Jim bid his coworker goodnight and headed off towards his car at the far end of the lot.  Half way down the parking lot, Jim turned to his right as he heard the familiar loud of Derek's porsche moving up along side of him.  Jim saw the driver's window open with Derek arm outstretched, with a padded envelope in his hand.

Then Derek advised "Got a hot flick for ya to take a look at when ya get home tonight!"  As he took the envelope from Derek, the porsche then gunned its engine and began to pull out with Derek yelling out "An eye for an eye, my friend!"  A cold chill went through Jim's body, caused by the rather threatening tone of Derek's voice as he departed.  Getting into his car, Jim headed on home, curious as to what was on the tape.

Arriving back at his plush apartment, Jim entered and saw the red light flashing on his phone recorder, indicating that he had a message.  Pressing the ‘Play’ button, the familiar voice of Derek came on with “Hey, asshole ……………….hope you enjoy the tape!  The way you were dancing with Denise that night, I knew you’d try to put the make on her.  When I left the bar, I went to her place and turned the video cameras that we use to tape us making love!  I went back to get it the next day when Denise was out and guess what’s on it!  Its payback time, ya bastard ………………..remember ……………..an eye for an eye!”

Tearing open the envelope that Derek had given him, Jim nervously looked at the unlabeled videotape.  Going over to the television, he turned it on and inserted the tape into the VCR.  Sitting down, he pressed the fast forward on the remote to get pass the initial blank spot on the tape.  As the tape began, Jim's mouth dropped wide open as the remote fell out of his hand onto the carpet.  He viewed the title that came on “You fucked my girlfriend ……………..now I want yours!”

It was a time-consuming and well-edited video that Jim was watching, first kissing Denise passionately and cradling her big titties.  Then they were naked in bed and appeared to be having sex.  Then Denise was shown sobbing "You promised ………………..you promised not to cum in me!  If ……………if I get pregnant …………it'll be obvious to Derek that the baby's not his!  You bastard ………………you just better pray that I don't get pregnant due to your stupidity!  Derek will kill you if he ever finds out about this!"

Then Jim viewed the blunder he had uttered "Denise ………….don't …………don't you worry!  You won't get pregnant!  If …………….if you do ……………..I ………………I'll pay for the abortion!"  Then Denise had thrown him out of her apartment, telling him that she just wasn’t that kind of girl.  He shuddered in horror at the thought of his lovely fiancée ever learning of this incriminating tape.  Worst was the title of the video that flashed back in his mind “You fucked my girlfriend ……………..now I want yours!”
 
Having watched the tape, Jim thought his life was coming to an end just as the phone rang.  Not in the mood to talk to anyone, he didn’t pick it up until the recorder began playing and he could hear Derek’s voice say “I know yer there, asshole!  Pick up the phone or that beautiful bitch, yer engaged to, will get a copy of the video tomorrow!”

Picking up the phone immediately, afraid of Linda viewing the incriminating tape, Jim stammered “Derek ………………..I ……………….I don’t know what happened that night!  I ……………..I’m really sorry!  Please ……………please ………………you can’t show that tape to Linda!  She ……………….she’ll call off the wedding!  I ………………….I really love her!”

“Just shut up and listen, asshole!  Ya put yer fuck’n dick in my girlfriend and came in her!  An eye for an eye, bastard!  I’m gonna stick my big black cock up that sweet little thing yer engaged to and make her scream!  Then I’m gonna pump her twat full of my jizz!  If she ain’t on the fuck’n pill, ya better pray I don’t knock her up!  Otherwise, ya’ll see her walking down the aisle in her wedding gown with her belly swelling up with my little black bastard!”

Reluctantly agreeing to Derek's ultimatum, the next day Jim took Linda out for dinner and acted excited in telling her that Derek had loaned him his cabin the next weekend.  He showed her pictures of the cabin and the beautiful surrounding area with a lot of pine trees and that of a nearby lake.  As Linda loved the outdoors and hiking, she was excited at spending the weekend alone with Jim and getting out into the countryside.  They agreed that they would both take off a day and spend Friday and Saturday up at the cabin, then return home early Sunday afternoon.

That next Friday, arriving at the cabin after and hour long drive, Linda was quite excited as she viewed the beautiful scenery.  Hand in hand, they walked down to the lake and quite a ways along the bank before returning to the cabin.  Unseen from the hillside, they were being watched through binoculars by Derek and Denise.  Just as they got back to the cabin, Jim’s cellphone rang and his heart pounded in fear as he knew it was the signal from Derek.  Pretending to have a conversation about work on the phone, Jim spoke loudly for Linda to hear “Okay ………………tell the customer it’ll take me about ninety minutes to get to the location!”

Looking at his disappointed fiancée, Jim advised “That was Derek on the line!  One of my customers is having a problem and apparently I’m the only one who knows that system!  I’ll hurry back honey!  You relax and enjoy yourself in the meanwhile!  This is a pretty secluded place!  You’ll be safe here!”  But Jim knew that she would be far from safe in the cabin, not with Derek planning on stopping by shortly after he left.

As Jim pulled his car out onto the dirt road, he made his way up the hillside where he spotted Derek’s Porsche.  He was surprised to see Denise accompanying him in the passenger seat.  As Denise got out of the Porsche and into his car, Derek advised “Since you two fucked like rabbits that night, it’ll be even when ya two get to watch me throw the fuck to that purty bride-to-be of yers!  Denise and I will then be even for stepping out on each other!  Any you and I will be even for fuck’n each other’s girlfriend!”

Denise played the part, looking solemn and that it was the only way that Derek would take her back for stepping out on him.  She was pleased with her man for helping her get back at the uppity Linda McIntire for snubbing her proposal of doing the floral arrangement.  Denise didn’t realize that it was just a part of Derek's plan, as he wanted her to accompany Jim in order to ensure that the reluctant fiancé didn't have second thoughts and break in to stop him from getting his jollies with the sexy blonde beauty.

Parking out of sight from the nearby cabin, Derek made his way on foot to hide behind the large pine trees.  He watched from a distance as Linda got a lounge chair out from the cabin open it up in a grassy spot to get some sun.   He peered at the blonde beauty who was dressed in a white blouse and a pair of blue shorts.  As she sat on the edge of the lounge chair, bending down to untie her tennis shoes, Derek’s cock twitched in seeing her lovely feet bared and took in her trim ivory legs as she stretched out on the chair.

A half hour later, Derek watched as Linda got up and folded the chair up as she had enough sun.  As she disappeared into the cabin, Derek edged his way and from a blind spot of the view from the cabin’s windows, he sprinted towards the cabin and slipped under the raised flooring.  He could hear her footsteps on the wooden floor above, then heard her walk into the bathroom.  Seconds later, he heard the shower being turned on and knew that the lovely beauty was now baring her sexy body.

Quietly making his way up the wooden steps, Derek tried the door knob but found it locked.  Reaching up to the top of the doorjam, he retrieved the key that he always kept in hiding, then quietly unlocked the door and slipped into the cabin.  Edging his way towards the bathroom door, Derek peered in and observed the white blouse and blue shorts strewn upon the wooden floor.  Atop of familiar clothing lay a lacy white bra and a pair matching panties.  Quickly, he got out of his shoes and began undressing outside of the bathroom.

With his new state-of-the-art video cellphone, Derek dialed the matching phone that Denise had in taken with her, having loverboy drive to a nearby hideaway.  Once Denise answered and confirmed she had a good view of the entrance to the cabin’s bathroom interior, he aimed it toward the glass shower door.  Derek smiled as he heard Jim Armstong’s voice in the background, groaning “Oh, my Goddddd!”  Quietly stepping in to the steamy bathroom, Derek set the cellphone down so that it was aimed towards the shower door.

Eyes closed, running her soapy hands over her flawless breasts and touching her pink nipples, Linda was unaware of the tantalizing view that she provided to her fiance’s devious coworker.  The sudden opening of the shower door startled her as Linda turned to Derek leering at her.  She let out a frightened gasp and covered her breasts by folding her arms in front of her.  “What ……………….what are you doing here!  Then she realized that Derek was totally naked as her gaze left his face and down towards the waving black wand between his legs.

“Oh, God ………………….oh, Godddddd ……………….please …………….please ………………pleaseeeeeeee don’t rape me!” Linda sobbed.  Frightened to the core, she was frozen to the spot with no where to go as Derek reached up to the pulsating monstrosity that he possessed.  There was no mistaking what his intentions were as Linda watched his black manhood thicken and grow even larger.

Stepping back and cowering in the corner of the shower stall, Linda pleaded “Please ……….please don’t rape me ……………pleaseeeeee, you have to leave!”  Looking at Derek’s leering face, she tried to think quickly and lied “Jim ……………..Jim’s coming right back ………………….he’ll be back in a few minutes!”  Then all hope faded as she heard Derek chuckle “He’s gonna be a long time getting back here!  I’m the one who sabotaged his customer’s generator and computer program!  It’ll take him a whole day to figure it out!”

With Derek stepping into the shower, Linda pressed her back against the wall of the shower stall.  As the spray of the shower wet down her intruder’s ebony body, Linda sobbed “Please ………………..please ………………please leave me alone ……………..please don’t rape me!  Please ………………I’ve never been with anyone but Jim!”

As the sexy beauty continued to sob, Derek gazed at the wet golden treasure between her legs, then reached up to grasp her wrists in his strong hands and pulled her arms down.  “Ahhhhh ……………..ohhhhhhh!” came the moan from the innocent beauty as he leaned forward to capture a budding pink nipple into his mouth.  Once it hardened under his flicking tongue, Derek then move on to do the same to its twin.

Breathing hard as her sensitive breasts were stimulated from the expert sucking and tonguing, Linda began to get weak at the knees.  When Jim played with and sucked at her breasts the stimulation always made her weak and wet between her legs.  This was no exception with Derek rolling and flicking at her tender nipples with his wet tongue.  Weak and unable to fend off her intruder, Linda suddenly found his strong hands upon her shoulders, being pushed down onto her knees.

Staring at the jutting black cock that was inches from her face, Linda suddenly realized what Derek’s evil intent was.   Tears flowing down her eyes, Linda pleaded “Please ……..please don’t make me do such a filthy thing!  I ……………I’ve never done such an awful thing ……………….not even for Jim!”  With Derek stepping even closer to her, Linda reached up and tried desperately to push him away with her hands on his broad hips.

Linda tried to turn away but Derek had reached forward to entwine his fingers in her long blonde hair.  Linda shuddered with disgust as the thick rubbery prong brushed up against her pink lips, pushing at her to gain entrance into her mouth.  Clenching her teeth tightly together, she fought with all her might to escape this humiliating and degrading act that was being forced upon her.  With the sudden and brutal jerk upon her hair, Linda’s scream was muffled as the thick cock served to plug her mouth completely.

In the small hideaway, Jim sat spellbound along with Denise as they watched the scene unfold before them on the small screen of the video cellphone.  From where the cellphone had been placed, it provided with an adequate view through the open door of the shower stall with Linda on her knees as Derek began to force-feed her the length of his foot long dong.  It looked as if Linda’s eyes would bulge out of their sockets as more and more of the thick black meat was forced down her throat.

Linda felt sick to her stomach, stomach churning as she wanted to retch, wondering just how anyone could be so cruel as to force this upon her.  Unable to pull away, her mouth began to water, becoming slick as Derek began to fuck her face in earnest.  She shuddered from the salty tasty of the pre-cum leaking from the thick bloated cockhead and oozing into her mouth.  Her stomach churned in rebellion at the horror of having her mouth used as a receptacle for this man's filth.

Feeling the thick cock expand and throb wildly in her mouth, Linda realized that Derek had no intent on pulling out, that he intended to spew his filthy seed into her mouth.  She desperately tried to push at his hips, to push him away so she could pull her mouth off his thick cock ……………..before it was too late!  With the hands tightly gripping her hair, there was just no way to dislodge the throbbing cock from her lips.

Jim was so excited at the scene, never having experienced Linda’s lips on his manhood, his eyes remained glued to the screen.  When Denise reached over to caress his tented jeans, his cock throbbed and he did not resist her fingers unzipping him and reaching in to fish out his horny cock.  “Ahhhhhhhhh ……………….ohhhhhhh, God!” he groaned as Denise’s hot mouth covered his cock.

With the lengthy black cock fucking deep in her throat, swelling up to an unbelievable size, Linda shuddered and gagged as it suddenly exploded its filthy goo right down her now gulping throat.  She felt the hot slimy salty roe slowly ooze down into her churning belly.  It was swallow all the filth or choke to death on the thick slime.  When the thick cock was withdrawn some, her mouth began to fill up as Derek continued to spew out his jizz.  Sick to her stomach, body shuddering in disgust, Linda gagged as her stomach lurched in revulsion.

Seeing Derek’s ass quiver as he clutched Linda’s head tightly, pulling her face into his belly, Jim knew very well what was taking place in the show stall.  His lovely naïve and innocent fiancée was being forced to eat his evil coworker’s thick hot jizz, made to eat it all, something he had never experienced the joy of doing.  Sickened but yet excited at the sight of seeing his lovely wife-to-be forced to give Derek a blowjob, seeing Linda gag as she swallowed the hot roe, Jim unleashed his pent up lust into the sucking mouth of Derek’s girlfriend.

With his cock now dwindling in Denise’s still sucking mouth, Jim wondered if the cock in Linda’s mouth was also dwindling in size.  Then he observed the still lengthy and rigid black length begin to ease out of her lips.  Once the lengthy cock eased out of her pink lips, Jim observed Linda’s flushed face as she sucked in a deep breath of air.  Then he observed his lovely fiancée shudder, clutching her hands to her stomach, lean over in the stall as she gagged repeated.  The he observed thick cum spewing out of her mouth as her stomach rebelled against the slimy goo.

Derek forced Linda to stand by pulling her up at the elbow and led her out of the shower stall towards the doorway into the living room of the cabin, the only room of the small cabin where the bed was situated in the far corner.  He looked at the sweet little beauty and chuckled, knowing that Jim Armstrong was getting a good view of his lovely bride-to-be, who looked sick to her stomach after eating her very first load of male jizz.  She was so out of it that she did not see him grab the cellphone on the way out nor place it on the table as they neared the large queen-sized bed.

A moment later, Linda found herself on the rumpled bed with her legs being spread wide. With rape inevitable, Linda bit at her bottom lip and closed her eyes, waiting to be raped and ravaged.  She swore to herself that she would not enjoy having sex with her rapist, that she would merely lie there and let him satisfy his lust.  She did not want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that she derived an ounce of pleasure from this violation.

"Ahhhhhhh ……………….oh, God ……………….no …………………….oh, my Godddddd!   Ohhhhhhhh …………….…..ohhhhhhh, God ……………….ahhhh …………..ahhhhh ………………...ahhhhhh!" Linda moaned, her eye springing wide open in total surprise as Derek clamped his wide open mouth onto her sex.  Linda groaned with shame, never thinking that a man would want to do such a filthy thing.  Shivering uncontrollably, Linda couldn’t help but to arch her hips up into the slurping mouth, her muscles contracting to release a flow of love juices into the hungry man’s mouth.

Both Jim and Denise stretched out on the blanket that they sat on earlier, watching intently at the small screen on the cellphone.  They watched as Derek ate out the thrashing innocent blonde beauty as she flopped about the bed uncontrollably.  With Linda drawing up her legs, planting her feet on the mattress, arching up into Derek’s slurping mouth.

The avid viewers were treated to an awesome surprise by the innocent Linda McIntire as she screamed out "Oh, God ……..eat me ………………..eat me …………….eat me!  Yes ………………..yesssss ……………..yesssssssssssssss!”  Jim’s jaw dropped wide open as Linda’s trim white legs crossed over the muscular black of his coworker, locking her heels together, pressing her feet down into Derek’s back so she could feed him her goodies.  Jim watched as Linda’s hands, previously outstretched to the sides as she clenched at the bedsheet, now reached down to clasp Derek’s kinky black hair.  Then Linda shuddered and arched up high, screaming "Oh, God ………..eat me ………………..eat me ……………eat meeeeeeeeeeeee!  Godddddd ……………..oh, God …………….……I ………………. I ………………….………I'm cummingggggg ……………….aieeeeeeeeeeeee!"

A short while later, snapping out of her stupor from the mind shattering climax, Linda shuddered with fear as Derek hovered over her body and nudged his bloated cockhead up against her tight slit.  Recalling how large his manhood was in comparison to Jim’s, Linda was filled with fear.  “Please ……….Derek, no ………please …………….please ……………….please don’t rape me!  You ……………….you’re too big!  You …………..…..you’ll get me pregnant!  Please ……………..I ………….I’m not on the pill!”

“Tough shit, sweetie!  I’m gonna ‘ruin’ ya good!  Ever since Jim introduced ya to me, I’ve been wanting to sample that sweet little white ass of yers!” Derek whispered in her ear, not wanting this last comment to be overheard by Denise on the other end of the line.  Pumping his cock a couple of times, stiffening it up for the job ahead, Derek placed the bulb-like cockhead up against her wet slit.  Then, reaching down to grab her soft asscheeks in the palms of his hands, he slammed forward into the thrashing white beauty.

"Nooooo …………..noooo ……...........stoppppp ………………..stop ……….please …………it’s ………..it's too bigggggg!  Stoppppppp ………..pleaseeeeeee …..…..it hurtsssssssssss! Ohhhhhhhhhh, God ……….……..stop …………….. please ……….it hurts so baddddddddd!” Linda sobbed as Derek’s mighty lance speared into her.  "No ………........please, no ………….please ………………..I …………….I’ve never been with anyone but Jim!  No, please ……………..stop ……………you’re too bigggg!  Too bigggggggg!  You ………………you’re tearing meeeeeee!" she cried out in pain.

 With the lengthy black cock pumping in and out of the once innocent beauty, a transformation began to take place.  The sobs and pleading had ceased and were replaced by "Uh ………....uh ……..…..uh ………...uh ……………uh ……..…..oh ……..…ohhhhh ……………..ohhhhhhhhhhh, God ………………fuck me ……….fuck me!  Yes ……………..yes ………….oh, God ………..yes ……………….yes ……….I ……….…I'm cumming…………………..….I'm cummingggggggggg!"

Then Derek fucked away at jackhammer speed, burying the length of his cock into her squirming body, skewering her till his cockhead was right at her fertile womb.  “Oh, baby!  Oh, ya sweet little thing!  Here I cum ......................gonna cum and fill ya up with my hot baby jizz!  Gonna knock ya up good, sweetie!”  Keeping his entire length buried to the hilt, Derek groaned loudly as he began spew out his load of hot boiling jizz.  Feeling her trim arms and legs wrap around him, Derek could just imagine the awesome sight being presented to the viewers on the other end.

An hour later, Linda was cooing with pleasure as Derek once again was between her widespread legs to tongue her sensitive clit.  "Mmmm …………………..yes ……….ooh ….………..eat me ………………..eat meeeeeeeeeeeee!  Ohhhhhh ………………so good ……………..so good!” she moaned.  Suddenly her body froze upon hearing the ringing of her cellphone that went off in her purse as Linda realized that it must be Jim calling her.
Derek was expecting the call, having planned it all beforehand with Denise, waiting for the moment when the pretty little bitch was all turned on.  Just as he had hoped, once he stopped licking her juicy slit, the innocent bitch arch her mound up at him, pleading “Please ………………please ……………….I’m so close ………………..please don’t stop!  Eat me ………………pleaseeeeeeeeee!”

Linda was frantic, desperately needing the release that was so near.  She reached down, trying to grasp Derek head as he scooted off to the side and reached out to drag her purse alongside the bed.  She saw him search through her bag and retrieved the ringing cellphone.  Linda was totally surprised to see him hand it to her, telling her “It must be lover boy calling for ya!  I wanna hear ya talking to loverboy while I eat out his sweet little honey!”

Off in the hideaway, Jim Armstrong could not believe that his lovely fiancée would dare to answer the phone and talk to him, all the while Derek feasted between her sexy legs.  But seeing was believing as the watched the video cellphone, then saw Linda answer his call to her phone.  “Hello!  Jim …………..Jim …………….is that you!” he heard over the phone.

Watching what was taking place in the cabin, hearing Linda’s voice on the phone to him, Jim realized ‘She’s going to talk to me while Derek eats her out ……….pretending that nothing’s happening in the cabin!  I don’t believe this!’  “Jim ……….Jim?” he heard her call out again.  Then he caught himself and spoke “Linda …………hi, honey!  I guess we got a bad connection with you out in the country!  I …………..I’m sorry to take so long in calling but I got tied up on the job!  Looks like it’ll be late morning before I can make it back to the cabin!”

Had he not been watching the interior of the cabin from the video cellphone, never in his right mind would he ever have suspected Linda to talk to him in a normal conversation, telling him how much she missed him and loved him.  All that professing of her love for him, yet she had one hand at the back of Derek’s head, pulling his face to her juicy twat!  Just as the conversation was about to come to an end, Jim saw her throw her head back, arching up her hips into the slurping mouth, as she spoke on the phone “Ohhhhhh …………………..honey ……………….I miss youuuuuuu!  I wish you were here with me!  I love youuuuuuuu!”

The small screen continued playing, thanks to the extra strength batteries, providing quite a show throughout the night.  They watched as Linda got up on her knees to straddle a prone Derek, then fitted his cock to her and dropped down to ride him like a stallion.  The way the fucking and sucking continued, both Jim and Denise had to wonder if they had now lost their respective mates to each other.

With Linda making him promise to call her before he left for the cabin, saying that she may be out hiking and wanting to be at the cabin upon his arrival, Jim knew it was not the truth.  He knew that she wanted time to get Derek out of the cabin and clean up any incriminating evidence of their night together.  It had been a high price he had paid, but now he had to wonder just how faithful his bride-to-be would be from this point on.

End of Story.