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Fifteen Minutes

12/14/2006

I couldn't wait for Friday night to finally arrive.
It had been a tough week at school with finals and all that
crap. My mother had left my father and I a few months earlier.
She wanted me to come with her but I told her I would wait till
after this school year was up. My dad was always kind of a
weird guy. He was the type of man that would drink all the
time. And once he got drunk he would grab his bible and preach
to my mother and I. I never understood why he was the way,
he was. He never went to church or anything like that. It
was like my mother and I was his congregation. Every day
he would call me names like whore and slut cause of the way
I dressed. I wasn't a whore at all. I was your normal
18-year-old girl. It just seemed like he hated me. I did
my best not to make him angry. He had a very violent temper.
Once he slapped the shit out of my mother, right in front
of me, cause she told him she had had enough of his preaching.
Two weeks after that my mother was gone.


For the past few months I just avoided him the best way I could.
I was allowed to stay out till 10pm. My father told me only
whores and sinners are out in the streets after that time
of the night. I went to an all girl catholic School in Westchester
NY. I had attended public high school up until my junior
year. My father found out I was seeing this black boy. He
went crazy. My father was also a very prejudice man. He told
me that black people where the children of Satan. He was
always saying, the "N" word… I don't understand
why he hated black people so much. I guess that's why
I always found myself attracted to black boys. I met this
really cute black boy at a Chess tournament we were having
at my school. Malik was the cutest guy I had every seen in
my life. He was tall and very dark skinned. He was 19 years
old but he looked like a senior in college. He was also well
off, his father was a doctor, and his mother was a nurse.
He was going to Virginia State University in the fall. Malik
and I hit it off at the Chess tournament. He had asked if he
could take me out. When I didn't respond right away
and he asked me what was wrong. I had to be honest with him
and tell him about my father and how weird and prejudice
he was. I told him if we go out that I would have to be back home
by 10pm…and that I would have to meet him somewhere…he told
me he totally understood. He also told me that he's
dated a lot of white girls on the down low before.


I meet up with Malik around 7pm at the mall a few blocks from
my house. He rolled up in his dads brand new BMW. It was beautiful
and I couldn't wait to get in it. He looked so handsome
behind the wheel of that car. We took a nice long drive to
Manhattan. He drove and I just rambled on about all kinds
of things. I was wearing a white blouse and a long summer
print dress. Malik from time to time would turn his head
and look down at my legs and smile. Every time he looked at
me I could feel the temperature rise between my legs. Malik
drove back up to Westchester and took me to a parking lot
near another that I had never been to before. The parking
lot was empty except for a few other cars. He shut the ignition
off and finally was able to turn and face me. I couldn't
keep the smile off my face while he talked to me with his deep
voice. I wanted to jump into his lap so bad. I just wanted
to be close to him. During a moment of silence he looked at
me and said, "What's so funny girl, you've
been smiling since we parked." He was absolutely
right I couldn't take my eyes off him. I didn't
say a word, I just kept on smiling. That's when Malik
leaned over and kissed me for the first time. He had the softest
lips I ever kissed. They were like two soft fleshy pillows.
Then I felt his left hand on my breast. On contact my nipples
got hard as he started to play with them. I thought I was in
heaven. I felt so comfortable in his arms. He was nothing
like the last guy I went out with. He was patient, and took
his time while we fooled around. He kissed me deeply; it
was like he was kissing my soul. I bought my hand down toward
his lap to get my balance. Even though I was sitting in the
car seat I felt dizzy. When I placed my hand on his lap, Malik
placed his hand over mine and started moving it up toward
his crotch. The bulge in his pants was massive. My hand jumped
when I made first contact. " I want you so bad…Sarah, "
he moaned into my ear softly.


The sound of his voice alone sent chills through out my entire
body. Then he took my hand and placed it back on the bulge
that was now moving all by itself in his pants. I loved they
way he made me feel. He wanted me and it felt good to be wanted
like that. Unlike the white guys I have dated before, Malik
was passionate. He moved and talked slowly. Billy, the
last guy I dated was always in a rush, I always regretted
losing my virginity to him. The whole thing probably lasted
20 seconds. He put on a condom and shoved his cock into my
pussy. He grunted twice and then fifteen seconds later
he was done. Then the next day he didn't want to talk
to me anymore. He told me I was immature and I didn't
know what I was doing. I hated him after that and I never spoke
to him again. Malik on the other hand was just going with
the flow. I could feel my panties getting moist. That's
when I felt his hand working its way under my skirt. I didn't
even try to stop him. Instead of being a good little catholic
school girl and close my legs, I opened them wide giving
him a clear and unobstructed shot to my pussy. I didn't
care, I just wanted him and I wanted to feel his touch.


Malik moaned when he sensed my legs spreading for him. The
vibrations through his mouth to mine and sent chills from
the top of my head to the bottom of my pussy. I could feel my
pussy starting to get very squishy. I leaned back against
the car seat with my legs spread. Malik worked his hand slowly
up my quivering thighs. He squeezed and caressed my thighs
but with each touch he moved his hand higher teasing me.
I couldn't wait for him to touch my pussy cause I knew
he would find a moist treat. Just as I completed that thought
I felt his finger, lightly graze my clit. Then he gently
palmed my panty-covered pussy. I moaned deeply into his
mouth. " Open you blouse for me baby, " he whispered
into my ear as he started massaging my pussy. I thought for
sure he would shove his finger in me by now. Malik was a gentle
man. I don't know why I was comparing everything he
did, to the way Billy and I did things. The first time I let
Billy touch my pussy he snaked his finger around the edge
of my panties and forced his finger into my dry cunt. I should
have known better then. Malik was a real man, unlike Billy.
He made me feel good, he made me feel like a woman, and the
fact that he was black added to the excitement. I always
felt like a piece of meat when I was with Billy.


I pushed Malik back for a quick second so I could open my blouse.
I then unfastened my bra and slipped if off without removing
my blouse. Malik smiled when he saw how fast I could do it.
"Damn baby… those look goooooood…can I taste them….
just a little taste baby" I just nodded my head. This
time he moved a little quicker. He opened his mouth and planted
it over my entire right breast. I didn't have large
breasts; I was only a small b-cup if that. As soon as he planted
his mouth on my breast his left hand went right back to my
pussy. My panties were soaking wet by now. " Mmmmm…Ohhhh…God,
Malik…. That feels so good, " I moaned staring through
the sunroof into the darkness of the night. Then I felt his
finger push my soaking wet light blue panties to the side.
I braced myself, expecting him to slam his finger into my
cunt. Instead he found my bare clit and started working
his fingers in slow circular motions. "You're
pussy is so wet Sarah…. Mmmm…you like that baby…. Tell me
how you like it baby. "Ohhh….like that ….yeah just
like that." I sighed. Malik had me going crazy. His
used his mouth like a big plunger and sucked in my entire
breast, he used his tongue and flicked my nipple. Just when
I thought it couldn't get any better, He plugged his
finger deep into my pussy.


"Ohhhhh…Ohhhh…. O…Oh my god" I moaned as my
first orgasm from a man sent my body into convulsions. I
felt my stomach tighten up and the walls of my pussy collapse
around his thick finger. His hand and his finger felt wonderful,
he knew just how to work my pussy. I could hear the sounds
that my pussy was making as he fingered my dripping snatch.
I knew I was super wet. He continued to finger my hungry cunt.
I wrapped my arms around the back of his baldhead and pushed
him into my breast. I could feel another orgasm building
up. " Deeper…. deeper…yes…Malik…. yeeessss…like
that…O…O…. I…I'm gonna cum…. Aggggghhh…. Aggggghhh."
I grunted as my body was hit with another mind blowing Orgasm.
I collapsed into the car seat as my second orgasm from a man
started to subside. Malik was a master at the art of finger
fucking. He ever so gently massaged and soothed my pussy
back to reality. Malik released my sensitive nipple and
looked into my eyes. And gave a sweet peck on the lips. Then
he took his hand from under my skirt and inspected it. His
big Black Hand and his fingers glowed against the dashboard
lights. He had a thick heavy clear coat of my pussy juice
on his hand. At first I was a little embarrassed. Then he
took his hand and bought it up to his face. He then smelled
his hand and looked at me and smiled. I smiled back at him
feeling a little unsure of what he was doing. Malik then
licked and sucked all of my juices off his hands and he didn't
stop until his hand and fingers were bone dry. Watching
a man lick my pussy juice off his hand like that almost made
me cum again. " Mmmm…that was delicious baby…. Next
time baby… I want to taste it straight from the tap."



Malik was so sweet and gentle; I just had to do something
for him. I wanted to show him my appreciation for being so
kind and gentle with me. " Hey, Do these seats lay back, "
I asked him with a devilish grin. You should have seen the
smile on his face. He just smiled and hit a button. The backrest
slowly fell back into the back seat. He was almost lying
flat in the front seat of his car. I quickly got on my knees
in my seat. I could see the huge bulge straining against
his pants. I couldn't wait to see his cock. Malik smiled
as I started unbuckling his pants. I could feel my pussy
twitching with excitement. When I finally got his zipper
down, his cock jumped inside his boxers forming a tent.
" Pull it out for me…I wanna see it, " I whispered.
He then raised his hips and slid his pants and boxers to just
above his kneecaps. Malik's cock was massive. His
black cock looked like it was about 7-inches long, but what
truly amazed me was how thick it was. I reached out and gently
grabbed it by the base. His cock was rock hard. And yet his
flesh was soft and warm. Malik let out a soft moan when I wrapped
my hand around. I could see a few drops of liquid leaking
from the tip. I started moving my hand slowly up and down
his shaft. I used some of his pre-cum to lubricate my hand.
Soon my hand was gliding nicely up and down his cock. Malik
had closed his eyes. He looked totally different now. He
looked like he was in another world. I knew he had been with
a lot of other girls before and I knew he wouldn't be
satisfied with just a hand job.


I slowly positioned my head over his cock. While I was positioning
myself, I made sure not to miss a stroke. I licked my lips
and in one quick move I had half of his thick cock in my mouth.
I took his cock right to the back of my throat and stopped.
" O' shit…Mmmm …yeah…. Sarah…Oooo….My God."
His thick cock filled my mouth completely. There wasn't
room in there for anything else. I could feel his cock twitching
in my mouth. After a few seconds I raised my mouth off his
cock and looked at him. This time his eyes where open watching
me like a cat. " You like that…huh…?" I said as
I started to stroke his shaft playfully. " Yeah …baby…your
mouth feels Good…Don't stop now…Give it another kiss"
I loved the sound of his voice. It was so deep and sexy. I didn't
waste another second. I bent down and started licking the
head of his cock. Then I took him deep into my mouth but this
time I started bobbing my head up and down. " Yeah that's
it…. suck it baby…suck it for me." he moaned. I could
feel Malik's hand on my back. He then lifted my skirt
up to my waist exposing my ass. As I sucked his beautiful
black cock he palmed my ass cheeks with his strong but gentle
hands. Then I suddenly felt one of his thick fingers enter
my slippery cunt. It was amazing. It felt like I was sucking
on a cock and being fucked by another one. My pussy was on
fire.


"Mmmm…Mmmm…Mmm., " I moaned with a mouthful
of black cock. Malik was jabbing his finger in my hungry
pussy. I could feel my stomach tightening up and I knew I
was going to cum again. Malik must have know what was about
to happen, cause at that moment he shoved another finger
into my cunt. Mmmmmm…MMMMmmmmmmmm… " I moaned hard
as my second orgasm of the night hit me hard. My pussy clamped
down on the 2 fingers that where buried deep in my cunt. My
whole body shook and trembled with pure pleasure. "
Ohhh…Sarah … I …I…I'm gonna cum…I'm gonna Cum
baby, " He cried out. I was sucking on his cock like
some kind of crazed woman. Malik quickly pulled his finger
out of my pulsating pussy and put his hand on my shoulder
trying to push me off of his cock. I grabbed his left hand
and our fingers interlocked; I pushed it back against his
body and held it there. " Oh shit…. Agh…Agh…AgghhhhhAghhhh…"



He screamed as the first blast hit the back of my throat.
Cum poured into my mouth and down my throat. It was like a
thick heavy hot milk shake. I used his cock like it was a thick
black straw, trying my best to suck out all of his delicious
seed. His cum tasted sweet and salty. I didn't spill
a single drop of it .I kept on sucking on his cock till I felt
it starting to deflate in my mouth. I looked up to see the
pure satisfaction on my Malik's face. Trying to catch
his breath he said, "God Damn…. baby…. that felt so
fucking good." " Wow…you came a lot…why did
you try to stop me?" I asked. " Well we never discussed
it…I didn't know I didn't know if it was ok to cum
in your mouth. I didn't want to cum in your mouth unless
you where cool with it." When he said that, I almost
got teary eyed. Malik was such a sweetheart. Again I compared
him to Billy. Billy was the first cock I ever sucked. The
first time I sucked his cock he grabbed me by the back of my
head and unloaded himself in my mouth. I was choking and
gagging, Billy didn't give me a choice as he rapped
my mouth with his little white cock to swallow his cum. At
least Malik had the decency to warm me. I couldn't stop
thinking about how different these two men were.


I was deep in thought thinking about what Malik and I had
just done. Then I looked up on the dashboard and the clock
read 10:10 pm. " OH…MY…GOD." I screamed. Malik
jumped up and sat up. " What wrong Sarah." "Oh
my God Malik its ten after ten…i was supposed to be home at
10 o'clock…My dad is going to freak out…Please take
me home…I'm so sorry…but I got to get home…My Dad is
going to kill me." Malik could tell by the look on my
face that I was in deep trouble. I was so caught up into our
little oral adventures that I never looked at the clock.
" Don't be sorry Sarah…it's my fault…I should
have been paying closer attention to the time…. I'll
have you home in 5 minutes." Malik quickly pulled
his pants on started the car and took off. I scrambled to
attempt to get myself together. I knew my dad would be waiting
for me at the door. I didn't want to look like I had been
fooling around with someone. Malik wasn't lying when
he said he would get me home in five minutes. He drove that
BMW like he was a NASCAR driver, flying through neighborhoods
at around 80 mph. Before I could blink twice we were a block
and a half a block away from my house. He drove so fast that
I didn't even have a chance to put my bra on.


" STOP HERE, "…. I SHOUTED. The car stopped
to a screeching halt. I reached over and gave him a kiss on
the cheek. " Sorry, I got to Go…Please don't be
mad with me…My dad is a Jeeee." Before I could finish
calling my dad a jerk Malik said, " Don't worry
about it baby…I understand…get going…Call me tomorrow….
ok" I said OK and took of running the rest of the way
home. Which was only about 6 houses away. When I got to my
house I didn't see any light on. I stood in front of my
door for a moment to catch my breath. I prayed that maybe
my father got really drunk and fell asleep somewhere like
he usually does. My hands were shaking as I searched for
my keys. I was so scared. My father has a violent temper and
if you break the rules in his house, there was always a punishment.
He would usually preach to me for about an hour then he would
ground me, or give me some lousy chore to do.


I turned my key slowly with trembling hands trying desperately
not to make a sound. The house was pitch black. I turned to
close the door behind. Then all of a sudden I heard CLAP….
CLAP…and every light in the room light up…I knew it was my
father. He had bought one of those stupid clapping devices
you see on television to turn lights on and off. I froze right
there. " Sarah…. where the HELL have you been…young
lady." His words were slurred, and I knew he was drunk
off his ass. When I turned around to face him he was sitting
in his chair with his bible in his hands. I knew I was in for
some trouble. "Its 10:15…. what did I tell about coming
home late? You know what kind of evil things lurk in the night."



" I'm sorry Daddy…. but the movie ran a little
longer then I expected…and Sheila had trouble starting
her car after the movie… We had to wait for someone to give
us a jump." I was lying my ass off. I didn't even
believe what I was saying. The lies just fell out of my mouth
on the fly. " Shut up…. I know you're lying to me
you little whore. Just look at yourself. You look like you've
been fooling around…. I may be old, but I'm not stupid."
He stood up and stumbled toward me. When he took his first
step he slipped and feel flat on his face. " Daddy are
you Ok…are you alright daddy." " Look what you
made me do you little slut." He said as he tried to get
up. I was still too afraid to move. I've never seen him
this drunk before. "I'm sorry daddy, "
I said but I didn't know why, it wasn't my fault
he fell on his face. Daddy falling on his face only made him
angrier. He jumped up on his feet and grabbed my by the arm.



" Only a slut comes home at this time of the night, "
he the shouted ……. "Were you with a boy…. Were you with
some niggers…? Don't lie to me…. I know you've
been out sinning and messing with the devil." The
drunken look in his eyes was scaring the shit out me. I tried
to free my arm, but his grip was tight. " I'm not
a sinner daddy…I didn't do anything wrong…for Christ
sakes...I'm only 15 minutes late." I screamed
back at him. As the words came out of my mouth I knew that I
had crossed the line. My father then slapped me hard across
the face knocking me back against the door. It happened
so fast. One second I was standing and the next second I was
sitting on my ass. I jumped to my feet and ran for my room .My
father tried to grab me and missed when I got to my room I locked
the door as fast as I could. I sat on my bed trying to figure
out what has gotten into my father. A few seconds later there
was a knock on my door. “Sarah, …open the God Damn door."



The next thing I knew, he kicked the door open. He came storming
into my room with his bible in his hand. I knew he was going
to give me a good dose of scriptures from the bible. He reached
up and put his hand on my face. "What did I tell you about
wearing the devil's paint on your face…. Only whore's
and wicked women do such things…What's wrong with
you child." " Daddy pleeeease…. Stop your hurting
me, " I mumble into his hands. He then began trying
to smear the little bit of lipstick that I had on. It wasn't
even real lipstick it was more like lip-gloss. When he placed
his hand over my mouth His hand brushed against my breast,
against my still hard little nipples. His eyes seemed to
get wider as I could see his face turning red. " Where
is you brassiere…how come your not wearing a bra Sarah…Have
you been fornicating with the devil…you're just like
your Mother, you little whore."


"I'm not a whore and neither is my mother, "
I said softly, not trying to make him angry but I just had
to defend my mother. It seemed like everything that came
out my mouth angered him even more. I tried to get up and my
father pushed me onto the bed. I tried to scramble across
the bed but my father grabbed me by the ankle. He looked so
evil. I could feel my whole body trembling. I was terrified.
At that moment I wish I had gone with my mother. My father
then pushed me on my back with his left hand and he stared
into my eyes and said. " You're wicked, just like
you're whore mother…She left me so she could go and
sin."…. My father had one of his knees between my legs.
For a second I thought I felt his balls resting on my thigh.
Then me moved and I felt something hairy and soft going back
and forth on my thigh. " Where you with a boy tonight
Sarah…Don't you lie to me." He whispered. The
anger tone had left his voice he sounded totally different
now.
" NO …NO…. daddy I was at the movies…. I swear daddy…please
let me go…. I'm sorry if I made you mad daddy."
I was trying my best to plead with my drunken father who was
almost lying on top of me. I could feel his balls resting
on my thigh much more deliberately. "Stop lying to
me you little cunt… you're just like your mother….
you're a wanton whore." My father then placed
his hand on my stomach and slid his hand down to my still moist
pussy. I tried to move but he had me pinned. His palmed my
pussy and I knew he could feel how wet my panties where. Then
he looked down between my legs and I am sure he could see the
evidence from my activities with Malik from just a few short
moment ago, which now seemed like hours ago. I knew that
he would know that I was with a boy. " Why must you continue
to lie to me Sarah…. Satan's, liquid is pouring out
of your vagina…. Is this how I raised you?" "NO…Daddy….
please stop…. don't touch me there please daddy…I'm
sorry I won't be late again." It was like my pussy
had a mind of its own. My father started moving his hand atop
my panty cover pussy mound. When his hands passed by my clit,
it sent of jolt threw my whole body. And I came…hard for the
third time in one night. " Aggggghghgghgggg…"
I moaned, looking my father in the eye.


"Stop daddy…. don't touch me there…."
I pleaded, on drunken ears. I could feel something hard
rubbing against my leg. I knew my fathers cock was starting
to get hard. Everything was happening so fast that I didn't
know what to do. I wanted to scream but I knew if I screamed
my father would slap me again. He might even punch me. With
all of theses things going threw my mind I could feel my pussy
getting juicer as my father rubbed it. I was scared and I
also felt ashamed that my father found my pussy wet, even
though it was a place that a fathers hands where never meant
to be. I then felt a quick tug and then a loud tearing sound.
My father had ripped my panties right off my body. My eyes
flew open. My father was looking right at my exposed pussy.
" Daddy what are you doing. …Please daddy stop…"
I cried out. " Shut Up…Sarah you have sinned against
God and your father… I must punish you."


I didn't understand what he was talking about. I haven't
committed any sins. Why was he doing this to me? Did he forget
that I was his daughter? Was it the alcohol? Or was it the
fact that he was just a nasty old man. I soon found out there
is a thin line between fear and lust. I hated my father for
touching me. But my pussy did care who he was. He took his
left had and placed his finger on my clit and started rubbing
it hard. My hips bucked and another orgasm ripped through
my body. "Aggggghhh…stop…please daddy stop…Aggghhhhh….
Aghgggghhhhh." My father started rubbing my clit.
My juices where flowing…I was so ashamed…I hated the fact
that my body was reacting to his touch and there was nothing
I could do about it. " The Devils inside you my daughter
I must save you from him." he whispered. Then he shoved
his finger deep into my cunt. " No….daddy…No…please
stop….I'm your daughter….Stop it …please, "
I begged.


His finger slid right into the knuckle. He started dipping
his finger in and out of my dripping pussy. I went numb at
this point. I guess I just went into shock, cause my body
became stiff. My father must have fingered my cunt for about
ten minutes. I didn't say a word. While he was fingering
my cunt he was rocking his hips forward rubbing his cock
and balls on my thigh. He started preaching from the bible.
He was reciting scriptures from the bible and fingering
my cunt at the same time. My pussy was drooling at this point.
I could feel my juices running down the crack of my ass. Before
I even realized it my hips where moving. I was lifting my
ass of the bed. I even spread my legs wider so his finger can
go deeper onto my body. It was at that point I felt like a whore.
The thought hurt and excited me at the same time. I could
here my pussy making slushy sounds. My father then suddenly
stopped fingering my hungry cunt. He stood up and took off
his robe. My father stood there naked. His cock was rock
hard. " The devil is resting deep inside you my daughter…don't
worry I will save you Sarah." When he said that, I knew
that he was going to fuck me. He climbed on the bed between
my legs. He pushed my legs back and before I could say a word,
he slammed his thick white cock into my pussy.


"Aggggggghhhhhhh….., " he grunted loudly.
He stopped when his balls hit my ass. My pussy contracted
and started squeezing his cock. My father's cock was
deep in my pussy. I couldn't believe it. He looked like
he was transported to another world when he entered me.
I just closed my eyes. Looking at him disgusted me. I wished
I were with Malik. If I knew that this was going to happen
to me, I would have stayed with Malik, and let him fuck me
all night. My father started pumping his cock in me. He went
slowly at first but soon he was thrusting hard into my pussy.
There was nothing I could do. I closed my eyes and tried to
imagine it was Malik fucking me with his thick black cock.
Then my father pulled my blouse up and grabbed my tits. He
immediately started sucking on my nipples. He sucked on
my nipples and pounded his cock in and out of my pussy.


I tried my best to block him out of my mind. I tried to imagine
it was Malik who was pounding my cunt and sucking on my breast.
" Oh…Oh… NO…. no…. I'm cumming Daddy…O…. Aghgghghghhhhhh, "
I moaned, as I came on my father's cock, who was
me for coming home 15 minutes late. " That's the
Devil talking Child…. I will save you…." He said,
as he started to fuck me harder. The bed was rocking and squeaking.
It felt like he was trying to slam his entire body in my cunt.
I then opened my eyes. I knew he was about to cum, his face
looked like he was straining. I wasn't on the pill and
I didn't want to get pregnant. " Please daddy…please
don't cum in me…Please daddy I don't want to get
pregnant." He looked down at me but this time he looked
differently. He looked like a person, who was doing something
then suddenly realized that what they where doing, was
wrong. But he was at the point of no return. " No daddy
……no. …Please don't cum in me." I pleaded.


I guess the reality of what he was about to do hit him. He then
pulled his cock out of me and jumped up to my face. Then his
cock exploded, the first blast of cum hit my right eye. "
Agggghhhh…. yes…. Aggghhhh…Yes" He shouted as another
blast of cum hit me in the face. I tried to push his cum spitting
cock away from my face. My father grabbed my hand and shouted,
" Open your mouth…. open your mouth and drink my seed….
that's it Sarah take communion from your father …this
will kill the devil inside you…Open your mouth Sarah."
I did as I was told I opened my mouth and thick hot cum poured
out of my fathers cock into my mouth. Thick globs of hot sperm
drenched the back of my throat. My father was moaning and
grunting and shaking while he unleashed his so-called
communion down my throat. "That's it Sarah drink
it up… Drink…drink from a righteous man…I will save your
soul."


My father had completely lost his mind. I just wanted it
to be over. I drank and licked his cock clean. I could feel
his cum all over my face and neck. I felt like a whore. For
the second time tonight I was drinking and swallowing a
man's cum. My father didn't take his cock out of
my mouth right away. He kept humping my face until his cock
went limp. My father then collapsed and fell off my bed onto
the floor. I laid there staring at the ceiling-taking inventory
of what just happened to me. I just rolled over on my side
and started crying. I was so ashamed. My father didn't
say a word. He just got up put his robe on and walked out the
door. The only question that I wanted answered was, "
why?"


After about an hour I stopped crying. I felt disgusting.
My fathers cum and my tears had dried up my face. My
pussy was stinging. I got up and headed for the shower. As
I passed my fathers bedroom I saw him on his knees crying.
He had his bible in his hands and he was praying." "
Dear Lord, please forgive me for what I have done. I don't
know what possessed me…" He looked pitiful. My father,
the man who had given birth to me was now on his knees praying
for forgiveness. "Where was my forgiveness for coming
home late? Why was I brutally and forced to drink his
cum, " I asked the lord…. I used to believe in God,
but now I don't. If there is a God out there, where was
he when my father was my cunt, where was he when my
father forced me to drink his cum.


The next morning I woke up early and called my mother. I told
her I got in a big fight with daddy and he hit me. She told me
to pack up what ever I could and that she'll be there
in 3 hours. I packed up everything I could fit in a couple
of suitcases. My dad was sleeping soundly in his room. When
my mother arrived I just ran to the car and gave her a big hug.
She asked me if I was ok. " Yes mom…. I'm fine….
lets just go…please lets get out of here before he wakes
up…. please mom I never want to see him again." We got
in the car and took off. I didn't tell my mother what
happened. How could I tell her daddy me for coming
home 15 minutes late?


We didn't say a word during the entire 3-hour drive
to where my mom was living. When she left a few months back
she told me she would let me visit her when she got a place
and her things together. When we pulled into the driveway
of this huge house my mom stopped the car and shut off the
engine. " This is where you live mom…this house is
huge…. how could you afford it." I said excitedly.
My mother then took a deep breath and she said, " Sarah
I have something to tell you honey." I didn't
know what to expect. Then my mother smiled and said, "
Sarah I live here. …But this isn't my house…. Sarah
I have been seeing a wonderful man…. He is kind, caring and
he loves me Sarah…. He is the type of man I have wanted to be
with my entire life…I love him dearly Sarah." "
Oh…. Mom, I'm so happy for you… Daddy has lost his mind,
I'm so glad that you found someone that loves you"



I gave her a big huge hug and we both started crying. This
time my tears were happy tears. I sat back in my seat, I was
really excited now and I couldn't wait to meet the man
that was making my mother happy. " Come on mom, Lets
go inside I can't wait to meet him." I said, as
I reached for the door. My mom grabbed me by the hand and said,
" Hold on Sarah, not so fast…. I have one more thing
to tell you. " Oh yeah… What's his name?"
Thinking, that's what my mother wanted to tell me.
My mother looked me in the eye and said, " Sarah he is
a little younger then me." " That's no big
deal Mom… I don't care how old he is." My mother
started laughing then she said, " Ok ….His name is
Wilson…and by the way he is also Black" My mouth dropped
to the floor when she said that he was black. " Sarah
I love Him…and he loves me… He treats me like a Queen, Sarah…
I have never felt so happy in my life." Before she could
say anther word, I told her that I was happy for her and it
didn't matter what color he was. After we got ourselves
together we went inside the house. I was introduced to the
nicest man I have ever met in my life. Wilson treated me as
if I was his own daughter. My mother and Wilson got married
the following year. Life is good for my mother and I now.
I never saw or spoke to my father again. The last thing I heard,
he was a full-blown alcoholic and he lost his job. Fuck him;
I hope he dies a lonely man. I never saw or heard from Malik
again. That's my only regret. I wonder what happened
to him. To this day I wonder if he still remembers me.


The story I just told you happened 10 years ago. Today I am
married to a beautiful black man. I'm currently pregnant,
expecting our second child. Ten years is a long time, but
for the rest of my life I will remember those 15 minutes.

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