Daddy's slut girl(38)

Cindy blushed hotly. She knew what he meant. "Certainly not!" she said indignantly.

He laughed harshly. "Sure, you white chicks never do. You think just black girls get 'em." He took another pull on his drink, and then said in his flat business like tone, "Start taking off your clothes. Do it slow."

Cindy just stood there and gawked at him, not believing what she'd heard. It seemed too cruel.

After all her struggles, after getting practically to Linda's doorstep, was she to be raped again?

"Hurry it up," he snarled. "If you wanta get out of this neighborhood alive, you need me – so you better do what I say."

Cindy began to sob, hut she kept it quiet. She knew she must not anger him. She bent and untied her shoes and kicked them off. Then she slowly drew her shirt off over her head, tousling her long shining blonde hair. She no longer had a bra, and her full, round creamy tits quivered before the man's staring liquid brown eyes. He focused on the lovely strawberry-pink nipples and nodded slowly.

"Good," he said. "Real good."

Cindy blushed hotly but didn't dare pause in her disrobing. With trembling hands she unsnapped the front of her jeans and slowly drew down the zipper. She had no panties any more, either, and the black man was treated to the slow revelation of her fluffy golden beaver. He licked his lips, his tongue huge and pink against the black of his face.

Cindy let her jeans slither slowly down to her ankles, revealing her perfectly shaped silky-skinned legs, and then she stepped out of the garment, blushing and trembling. Her mind was working fast. If she let him fuck her, would he still take her to Linda – or would he kill her to hide the evidence of his rape?

"Come here," he said, lounging on the sofa. "Walk over to me."

Cindy walked, thinking her rubbery knees would give way under her. She made it within a few feet of him, however, and then he signaled her to stop. He focused blatantly on her blonde triangular muff.

"That for real?" he said. "The color, I mean."

"Y-Yes," stammered Cindy.

"Step closer."

She complied, and his huge black paw shot out to pet and feel the fine crisp hairs of her beaver. His fingers were very long, she noticed, and he wore many gold rings, some set with semiprecious stones. He chuckled.

"I guess it is real," he said. "I ain't never seen a real blonde one before. You'd be surprised how many fakes there are." He reached out and cupped her firm round butt and drew her closer, till she was standing between his legs. Gently he began to play with her little soft muff, as if petting a kitten. He sipped his drink and began to ramble on in a low, thoughtful voice. "Sure seems funny to be doin' this for a living," he mused. "You know, I coulda been a pro football player?"

Cindy believed it. He was a massive man, probably weighing close to three hundred pounds, yet none of it was fat. It was all heavy hard muscle and bone.

"Yeah, I coulda been big time," he said, "but I got in a fight an' wrecked my leg. No good for runnin no more. I couldn't afford no college without a football scholarship, so I got into this racket. It's a living, I guess. But it ain't often I find somethin' as nice as you."

Cindy didn't have the slightest idea what he was talking about. She thought he might even be crazy. She didn't care. She just wanted him to do whatever he was going to do to her, then take her to Linda. She'd do anything now, if she could only get to her mother.

"Open my pants, honey," he said. "Take out that ole meat an' play with it."

Cindy obeyed quickly. He spread his legs a little, giving her access to his crotch, and she unzipped his pants with trembling hands and reached under side for his black cock. Her eyes widened as she drew it out. Even in its flaccid state, it was the biggest prick she'd ever seen. Too big to be real.

"Frig it, little girl," he said lazily. "Get my dick hard. Ain't often I wanta sample the merchandise, but you really appeal to me."

Cindy curled her fingers around the limp warm black prick and began to pump it. Her tiny white hand was dwarfed by his enormously long, thick dong. It didn't take him long to get a hard-on, either. Her timid pumping somehow got him hotly excited, and his enormous black dick twitched violently between her fingers and sprang into full erect life. She could hardly get her fingers around it then, and it looked to be almost a foot long.

The man noticed her surprise and chuckled. "Yeah, I lucked out in one department at least," he said. "Chicks all tell me they never seen a cock that big before. How 'bout you, little girl? You ever seen a dick that big?"

Cindy shook her head. She shivered at the thought of getting fucked by a prick that huge. She felt sure it would split her cunt in half, gone all the way to her stomach. Oh, God, she hoped he didn't want to fuck.