1. The Shoplifter Chapter One


    Date: 9/1/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Interracial, Pregnant, Author: Barbiebnympho, Rating: 85.2, Source: sexstories.com

    black he was. He was enormous. He was purposely avoiding me. I hated the sight of him; but it was clear he hated the sight of me as well. As I walked out through the parking lot I became more and more concerned about my condition. Deep inside I could feel my body still writhing trying to adjust—on the exterior I was so wet and so tender. I kept thinking over and over, well Caroline, what a horrible thing for you to do. What a way to ruin your life. You are a criminal, a shoplifter, and a felon and that is bad enough, but you got away with it by becoming a low life slut. My Mustang has leather seats. Thank goodness, I was sitting in a pool of his stuff before I could get the engine started. Right away a thought swept into my mind...drive slowly, carefully. The last thing I needed at that point was to hit someone in my emotional state of mind. I eased my way through one row of parked cars followed by another. I felt so bad, so vulnerable. I could not get my mind off of the shoplifting, the security guy and my condition. What a horrible experience. Complete humiliation came over me. But, as I left the parking lot and turned onto the highway; my humiliation began to be replaced by anger, intense anger. True, what I did was horrible, I had shoplifted; but that did not give that big son-of-a-bitch permission to fuck me. He had raped me; there was no other way to describe it. I was carrying so much real evidence in my body. I should go straight to the police right now. I would get ...
    him in so much trouble with the law. I was only eighteen and he was at least fifty. That was rape for sure. That would be real jail time, the end to his job and the end of his chances to do this again. Anger just seethed through me. But, as I drove further I calmed a bit and began to think it all through. It was much more complicated. My reporting this would simply make me look like a girl with “morning after” regret. He had given me the option. He would have called the police if I hadn’t begged and begged and finally, in a way, given him permission to fuck me. True, his calling the police could be view as a threat, but I know he really would have done it. At any rate I had nodded and spread my legs for him. I had the option to let him simply play out his hand—police or not—that would have been his call. I looked down in my lap. This short skirt hardly covered me. What a mess. Anger flared again. Maybe I should report all this to the Mallmart Company. I did not remember his name but he was the senior guy on duty. They would know who he was. I could get him in so much trouble. They would fire him for sure. But what would that solve for me. The company would still have the witnesses and all the security camera evidence against me. I was a major shoplifter. They would go to the police and I would be dragged back into the mess for sure. I would have to answer for the felony and nothing they did to punish that guard would alter that. To anyone looking at the whole thing, I was a ...
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