1. The Shoplifter Chapter Four


    Date: 4/7/2017, Categories: True Story, Interracial, Pregnant, Author: Barbiebnympho, Rating: 77.8, Source: sexstories.com

    NEW DIRECTION Once I was safely in the Mustang and on my way home. My mind went into overtime. I kept going over and over my mind-boggling circumstances. I had such a challenge coming to grips with all that had happened to me. I had traveled from a cute virgin to a tramp in such a short time. How does a very attractive, good, eighteen year old girl, commit felony shoplifting, have sex with a big black guy to avoid jail, get pregnant; and then explain to herself the turn on—the undeniable, erotic, exciting, turn on that start in her womb and moves up through her breasts so often now; particularly, in a situation like just happened with that security guard back there? My previous life had been described as boring, but that was no longer the case for sure. My conversation with Jamal had been very gratifying. He recognized we were partners in this. This was our problem and we needed one another to handle it. What he didn’t recognize was that I need him in more ways than just that one. Already, my breasts and lower body were responding just thinking of him. When these erotic responses first started shortly after the event I fought them. I only wanted to negatives with the horrible events in Mallmart that day. But recently I had begun to deal with reality. I had to admit the sensual feelings that come over me whenever I thought about him. He was enormous. He had gotten me good the very first time. He was my partner and he was all I had in this. Beyond all that I had to deal with ...
    mixed feelings about Bobby’s confession. Up front his confession served to tell me he was nothing but a bum—a bum who had used my horrible circumstance for his pleasure. Yet even this could also turn into conflicting erotic thoughts. Why? Why had he done this to me? He was a lying, cheating pimp who had practically sealed my doom. Yet memory of those events as well could cloud my mind with fetish if I gave them half a chance. Then there was the confusing “other” factor Bobby kept throwing into my confusion. Right from the beginning he had taken the moral high road regarding the baby. He really seemed to want me to continue with the pregnancy. He kept offering me support if that is what I would do. As I drove my mind just continued to wind up into a swirl. Every word the guard had just said as I walked out through that store still rang in my ears. He had my body shuddering so violently that after he disappeared down the aisle, I had to stop and act like I was looking at a pillow display before I was stable enough to walk on. He knew I was Bobby’s whore. As I had continued toward the exit after that first guard left me alone, three more black guys in blue shirts greeted me by name and each time my body responded the same. They knew as well. I was well known at Mallmart. The events at Bobbies must have spread like wildfire in the stock room. I was certain each one of them knew the story. A certain sexual chill passed up through me as I drove. My life was a nightmare, but no longer ...
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