1. The Shoplifter Chapter Four


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

    up and came over to take both my hands and bring me to him. As he did, the red gown fell completely open in the front. He spread my arms to study my very white body in the semidarkness. He looked at me from head to toe, slowly and then turned me toward the pillows. He held my right forearm firmly in his right hand and gathered the red robe behind me with his left. I was completely on display to the men. “Hey, niggers; I think I am going to let Caroline say goodnight; she sure has been a good girl, don’t you agree?” He held me there fully exposed, looking at the group, waiting for a reply. There was movement on the pillows. Responses came up confused and muffled. Numerous comments about sexing me and several warm goodnights followed. Bobby turned to me with his patented grin, “Looks like those guys are worn out—you got any explanation for me, sugar.” I looked at him, “Did all of them do me, Bobby?” He gave me a wild sagacious grin, held me there for a couple minutes, and then turned me onward until he wrapped me into an embrace and kissed me deeply. “Each one, sugar, each one and a couple more that already headed out; they all came up to visit and came down delighted.” We started to walk toward the door, and then stopped, “You know the talk around the bong all night was who was doing who up there. They all come down saying you were up there still wanting more. I wouldn’t let anyone new go up unless I got the report that you were still out of your skull wild up there. I can’t ...
    wait to talk to Travis, he was the last. Did you still have the wild urge for his big dick?” He smiled and looked at me. “You tell Bobby, sugar, were you still needen more when Travis came up after all these niggers got to you?” I looked at him and whispered, “Yes” My entire body responded with a shudder; from head to foot. He was right. Even after all I had been through up there, erotic desires were again welling up out of control inside me. How could this be? How could I have done this? How could I have come here? How could I have taken all these men on and still want more. I had become a sexual animal. He handed me an envelope and led me to the door. Just at the door he hesitated. “Now you listen, sugar. Bobby has his arms open to you. You can see how you are loved here at Bobby’s. You understand now, right? The whole world out there may treat you like shit, but here I have the real answers for you. You can come to Bobby and stay all knocked up like you should. You come here and we do what’s right by that black bump down there. Think hard about it. I got good ways to make it all happy for you. Ok? I gently kissed him, “I will think about it.” I promised as he opened the door. I hesitated. I honestly did not want to leave—I did not want to return to all the emotional uncertainty of the “other” world. It was safe here. I was appreciated by everyone here. I was loved here. He could read my mind, “You better get on your way. Just remember Bobby can take care of it all right ...
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