I know it's been a very long time since I wrote the continuation to this story and I did receive a lot of emails asking me to continue it so here it goes. I'm sorry if this installment is disappointing compared to the last installment but I lost all the notes that I wrote for part 2. Enjoy!
"Please just let us go!" Joanne cried to her captors in a near sob, trying not to look over at her tied-up boyfriend who had a silent look of rage in his handsome blue eyes.
Her two captors laughed, and hearing those words, one black man moved up to her and slapped her sharply across the face, causing her ears to ring. His voice was hard and cold as he said, "Look here guys, if it isn't the honky wanting to be freed. Who wants to go next?"
TJ came up, his very muscular body partially nude, his cock hanging from his jeans and a cruel smile on his thick Afro lips. "I think I'd like to be alone with this bitch. Jerome don't forget to call our homies so they can hone in on the action," he said with an evil smirk, adding as an after thought, "Don't forget to take that white piece of shit out of this room but leave him in the door way so he can hear every little thing that happens. I wouldn't want him to miss all of the action!"
Jerome laughed loudly at that and simply shook his head, "You are one sick and twisted mother fucker, TJ. The gang will probably be here in no time to tap this bitch."
Alex groaned loudly in protest as Jerome dragged him out into the hallway, his eyes pleading with his girlfriend and letting her know that he would find a way out of this jam one way or another.
Joanne felt fear creep up her spine at TJ's presence. He really was big and mean-looking, and his cock was actually bigger than Jerome's even flaccid. She knew in a primal sort of way that TJ was a stone cold killer without a concern for her safety, and it wouldn't take much for him to simply kill her without a second glance.
"Open your fucking legs and show me your pussy now!" TJ said suddenly in a voice filled with such raw force that Joanne had no choice but to obey.
His order still throbbed silently in her ears, and a part of her wished she could rebel against this more powerful man even as she knew that it was helpless. She moved into the missionary position and opened her legs with a slight sob. Joanne wished it were her boyfriend that had taken her virginity, not that savage black gang member, and still simply couldn't understand what made her give in like she had. Maybe it was the way she was raised by her parents? She'd always been taught that black people were not really human and were actually an inferior race, but at the sight of their huge dicks, she couldn't help but think that maybe her parents were wrong. Alex was very average but his cock still excited her whenever she played with it. Yet, it was minor in comparison to how that black cock had felt inside her.
"Now, why don't you slowly part your little pussy lips?"
Shuddering, Joanne parted her pussy for him, surprised at how wet she was.
TJ couldn't take it anymore. Jerking his jeans off, he kneeled down and placed his now fully erect black cock against her little white pussy. Silently, he marveled at the contrast before pushing slightly, her beautiful folds slowly parting and accepting all of his glorious cock. Man, she felt tight despite the fact that Jerome had already broken her in.
"Oh god, you're hurting me!" Joanne cried, wincing painfully, her hands instinctively trying to push him off her now.
"Shut the fuck up and lay quietly. Make one sound and your boyfriend's a dead man," TJ snarled angrily, thrusting even deeper into her fiery depths.
Joanne desperately bit her lip until she tasted blood, closing her beautiful eyes tightly as TJ's ball sack slapped against her. She couldn't help it. She groaned loudly in a desperate pleasure that she tried to deny with every fiber of her being. TJ's body was heavy, and she could barely breathe as he held himself imbedded in her once-upon-a-time virgin pussy.
"Open your mouth, bitch. I want to kiss you," TJ whispered harshly, feeling a desire to take this woman in heart, body, and soul. Perhaps it was because her boyfriend was in the next room, and TJ enjoyed the idea of taking his girl while he could hear.
Joanne didn't know what came over her when she wrapped her arms around him and gave him one of the wettest kisses she'd ever given anyone. His mouth felt foreign and exciting, much more exciting than her boyfriend's had ever felt. A feeling of guilt mixed with remorse came over her as she knew that Alex was never going to feel this good, and with that thought, a firm realization surfaced in her mind. She was not going to so much as touch her boyfriend for the next month after this was over, if he and she were still alive, of course.
The kiss seemed to last an eternity, and then she felt it, breaking the kiss she screeched at the top of her lungs, "OH GOD YOU FEEL SO FUCKING GOOD! I'M CUMMING YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"
It was truly the greatest orgasm she'd ever felt in her life, and Joanne knew that TJ was going to cum in her pussy so she brought her legs fully around his buttocks to make him go deeper inside her. She kissed him deeply again, her body heat rushing to her face as she heard TJ groan loudly and felt him give her the final fatal thrust. He came and she was gratified that it was finally over.
Joanne could feel the first jet of his cum hitting her cervix. Her legs felt numb and a guilty feeling overwhelmed her at how good it felt and how much she hated these black bastards for violating her innocence.
For a moment, TJ just laid on her, relishing the feeling of his cock fully imbedded in this beautiful white woman before roughly pushing himself off her. His cock came out with a loud slurping sound causing TJ to chuckle loudly.
"Hey TJ, get out here, the party
has
arrived!"