This is a fictional story about an older white woman falling for a young black male and engaging in different kinds of sex.
If this isn't your thing, then please read something else.
The year that Abigail (Abby) McAllister graduated from college, she got married to Steve Barnettt and passed her real estate test. She took a job with a local real estate broker, and immediately found that she excelled at selling real estate. The following year, she and Steve had a daughter that they named Gwen. In the beginning, Steve made much more money than Abby working in a local mill, but within five years, Abby's income surpassed his. When Gwen entered the first grade, Steve was so pissed about his wife making more money than him that he started having an affair. Then he had another and another until Abby couldn't ignore it any longer. Midway through Gwen's third grade year, Steve and Abby divorced. Steve was 33 years old and Abby was 31.
Abby borrowed the money and bought out Steve's portion of the house and Steve eventually moved a couple hundred miles away when he took a transfer within his company to a higher paying job. After the divorce, Abby became fair game for many of the men in the community. She was a 5'4" tall redhead. She had a solid 34-25-37 body and kept it solid by exercising several times a week. Not a week went by that she wasn't asked out or hit on in some manner. Sometimes she would accept a date and other times, she chose to spend her time with her daughter or working.
Although Gwen lived with Abby, she still spent long weekends, some holidays and one month every summer with Steve. When she was with Steve, Abby would usually throw herself into her work. As a result, she was the most successful realtor in her office, and when the owner finally decided to retire, she offered the business to Abby. She was 37 years old when she bought the business and changed the name to McAllister's Real Estate.
Three years later, Gwen graduated from high school. She decided to attend college on the west coast, so for the first time in almost 20 years, Abby was going to be alone. Quite a few men were chomping at the bit to get a shot at this hot little 40 year old woman. Eddie Mills wasn't one of those men.
Eddie had never heard of Abby. He had seen her before, but just didn't realize it. He ran in different circles than the prominent realtor did. Eddie actually didn't run with much of anyone because he was a little different. Eddie was 19 years old and after spending 14 years to get through 12 years of public school, he had just barely gotten his GED. Eddie was six feet tall, skin as black as coal and weighed almost 340 pounds, some of which was muscle and some was fat.
Eddie took his newly acquired GED to the local mill where he was promptly rejected due to his weight, which was considered a safety issue. He had put all of his eggs in one basket just assuming he would be hired at the mill with a good job, which if he played his cards right, he could retire from. With that not working out, he spent the next six weeks searching for a job, and finally had to take a job as dishwasher at a Morgan's Family Restaurant.
As it turns out, Morgan's was one of Abby's favorite restaurants so Eddie had seen her come and go a few times. Although he appreciated watching the pretty older woman with the nice legs come and go, he knew she was way out of his league; wrong color, wrong age, wrong income bracket, wrong social standing, wrong everything.
Late one Wednesday afternoon, Abby was showing a commercial property to three men, who planned to open an electronics shop. She knew one of the men from her health club, but had never met the others. Two of the men were white and one was black, and all three of them were in very good physical condition. The men were all a few years younger than Abby, but they certainly appreciated the hot little realtor. Although she was wearing a business suit, her skirt was a few inches above her knees and they could see that, even though her blouse wasn't tight, her body filled it nicely.
The men had been making suggestive comments and flirting with her ever since they arrived. At first she just laughed it off, but then they began brushing against her ass and breasts. As she tried to walk them through the storefront, one of them put his arm around her and asked, "Do you come with the building, baby?"
She removed his arm and said, "Nope. Just the space that you see here."
He patted her ass and said, "Too bad. We might have paid a little more if you came with it." All three of the men laughed.
As she turned to tell him to keep his hands to himself, he put both hands on her breasts and squeezed.
"Wha-what are y-you d-doing?" She asked as she reached to try to remove his hands. The more she tried, the tighter he squeezed. "Aaah! St-stop it! Please!"
The men laughed as another grabbed her ass with both hands. She was trying to get loose from the four hands on her body when the last man slid his hand down the front of her skirt.
She screamed, "NO! NO! Please don't. Leave me alone."
The three men laughed and briefly exchanged a glance. The man holding her breasts ripped open her top and the man grabbing her ass unzipped and pulled her skirt to the floor. The third man found her pussy and stuck a finger in and began pumping.
"No! D-don't! Aaaah! P-please don't," she cried.
The man put a second finger into her pussy and pumped. The man behind her slid his hands down her panties and grabbed her bare ass while the third man removed her bra and grabbed her bare breasts. With all three men working on her body, she was on the verge of having a climax.
"Ha ha. Look at the bitch. She's loving this. She's gonna cum. After you cum, bitch, we're all gonna fuck you."
Although she was on the brink of orgasm, the words registered with her and she figured she had one chance. She immediately faked an orgam. "Aaaaargggh," she moaned. "Yesss. Aaaaah!"
As it appeared she was coming down from her orgasm, the men stepped back and began taking off their clothes. This was her chance. She ran to the door, threw it open and stepped outside. After taking three steps down the sidewalk, she was grabbed from behind. "Where do you think you're going, bitch?"
She screamed, but was dragged back into the building by one of the men. She didn't realize that Eddie Mills was walking down the other side of the street on his way to work. It all happened so fast that he wasn't sure that he saw what he saw. "Was that really that hot little white woman that comes in to Morgan's?" He thought. "She is in trouble. I better see if I can help."
Eddie waddled across the street and into the storefront. He saw a man holding a struggling, almost naked, woman while two other men were removing their pants.
"Hey." He said as he walked closer. "Don't hurt her. Let her go."
The men stopped what they were doing and one of them said, "Come here fat boy."
Abby looked at the fat black man and screamed, "Help me, please!" One of the men slapped her to the ground.
One of the other men grabbed Eddie and said, "You can have this bitch when we're done with her. So why don't you sit over there or take a walk?"
