1. The Deflowering of Daisy Jackson


    Date: 4/20/2015, Categories: Fiction, Black, First Time, Virginity, Written by women, Author: Wetdreamer68, Rating: 87.9, Source: sexstories.com

    house into the pouring rain. Unfortunately for me, Marcus lived out in the country; about 10 miles from where I lived. What’s more, I had pour reception from my cell phone so I couldn’t call for a ride. So I did what I had to do. I walked. After walking for about 20 minutes, the rain really started to come down. It was almost like a monsoon. There was an old abandoned house just off to the side of the road. I knew it wasn’t the safest thing to do but I had no choice. I went into the yard and ran up on the front porch. I checked my phone for reception but still no luck. I sat in the old rocking chair and watched the buckets of rain fall. God, was it ever going to end, I wondered. Suddenly, I heard a noise coming from inside of the house. After watching 100’s of scary movies, I know the worst thing one could do in a situation like this is to go to the door – which is exactly what I did. I was desperate. It was raining. My clothes were drenched. I was stranded and cold. “Hello?” I spoke as I turned the knob and opened the door. I walked into the house. It didn’t appear to be abandoned at all. “Is anyone here?” I called out as I started to look around. And then there was darkness. I don’t know what happened. But I was now lying on a bed with my hands bound over my head and tied to the bedpost. I had been blindfolded. I could hear footsteps. What the hell had I just gotten myself into? First Marcus and now this. The footsteps became louder as the person walked into the room. ...
    “Who are you and what do you want? Please don’t hurt me. I can give you money. Tell me what you want. Just don’t hurt me.” I heard what sounded like a drawer opening a closing. Seconds later, the top of my dress was ripped opened. I started to breathe harder because I didn’t know what was about to happen. A hand started to squeeze on my tits then eventually lifting my triple D’s over the top of my bra. I know it may sound strange but my pussy started to get wet. I should have been fearful for my life. I was potentially about to get raped yet I was so fucking turned on. I could feel my nipples hardening as well as my clit. A tongue circled my left nipple as two fingers picked my right one. “What are you doing? You can’t do this to me. You can’t.” A mouth started to suckle my tits as if it were trying to draw out every ounce of milk inside of me. God, this felt so good. As scared as I was, I didn’t want it to end. “Please,” I moaned. The individual started to suck on my other tit while pinching the nipple on left one. “Mmmmm,” I purred. There were many nights I had sucked on my own tits while rubbing my pussy until I came. But it had never felt this good. The person released my tits then proceeded to lift my dress. “No, stop!” I demanded. I may as well had been talking to myself. I felt cold metal on my thigh and then I heard a snip. My panties had been cut on either side. I clinched my knees together. I would not let him get to my pussy. Though my hands were bound, my legs were ...
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