Fay opened by Damion

Oh God, Fay thought, what on earth had possessed her to stare at this man, practically drooling on him. She didn’t want him to get the wrong idea. After all, he was a black man; not the kind of man you would want to take your virginity.… would you? She knew she would have to tread lightly; Damion was not a man to play games with.

When Fay finally ventured from her room, Damion had left. All day long thoughts of Damion would intrude on her: Damion leaning over getting a beer from the fridge….Damion holstering his gun…..Damion stretching his long body like a sleek panther.

Damn, she was acting like some bitch in heat. A warm sensation pooled between her legs with every thought of Damion. Fay squeezed her legs together, trying to will her feelings away. The day stretched long as she both dreaded and longed for his return.

Around midnight, and one cold supper later, Fay fell asleep listening for Damion to return.

Chapter 3

Damion stayed away until he was sure that Fay would be asleep. He decided to find a nice white boy cop to take Fay off his hands. They had talked a little, and he knew she had been abused and kept prisoner. He knew her abuse wasn’t sexual, and had a sneaking hunch Fay was still a virgin. But damned if he was gonna ask her. The problem was that in the back of his mind he really wanted to find out the hard way. Fuck man, Damion thought, I do not need this complication in my life.

Dog tired, he stripped naked and crawled into his bed and was asleep within seconds.

Damion was harshly woken by the sound of Fay screaming. What the fuck? He was up and running instantly, reacting to a noise like a wailing banshee ripping through the apartment. Damion could feel the pain in her cries.

When he got to her, Fay was thrashing around wildly in her bed. She was crying and trying to escape the tormentor in her mind. Damion pulled her close, holding her tight. “Hush baby girl, you’re alright Fay, ain’t nobody gonna hurt ya, Damion’s here,” he crooned softly in her ear. As Fay calmed down, Damion became aware of the state of her undress, of the T-shirt riding up her thighs, and her tight little bare ass on his naked lap.

Fay came too with a feeling of incredible security, and warmth. Damion’s big arms encircled her, holding her on his lap. The warm feeling between her thighs was back. Suddenly Fay knew Damion was the one to truly make her a woman.

Damion‘s lips brushed Fay’s forehead as she turned her tear streaked face to his. Her soft lips slightly parted, and she darted her tongue out to wet her lips. Fay squirmed, working her ass deeper into Damion’s lap.

“Girl, if you don’t sit still…” Damion growled.

“Please Damion,” she pleaded. This was all it took for Damion to realize he was losing control. With another low growl he lowered his head, taking Fays lips in his, slowly exploring her mouth with his tongue. His hands caressed her hips and across her thighs. Damion rubbed across her flat belly and up the arch of her back, exploring her body with his hands as his tongue worked in her mouth.

“Wait just a sec, I want to see you,“ Damion said. He walked to the far side of the room and flipped on the light switch. Fay gasped. Damion’s cock was about 9 inches long, and very thick. The large chocolate weapon stood at full attention; the veins seemed to pulse with life before Fay’s very eyes. The head glistened with pre-cum, which seemed to draw added attention to the silver piercing in his cock’s large bulging head. His balls were shaved as clean as the head on his shoulders.

Damion moved to a recliner in the corner of the room, and sat down. “Come to me Fay,” he rumbled low in his throat. Fay stood unsure and nervous, a plethora of emotions playing across her face. Damion waited patiently as she read the naked desire in his eyes.

Slowly, Fay lifted the oversized T-shirt over her head; letting it hit the floor. There stood Fay in all her glory, her tiny breasts with their pointed pink nipples standing erect. A spray of light freckles covered her chest. Her frame was small, yet willowy. There was soft, silver down lightly covering her wet pussy. A large pink clit poked out of her lips, looking like a tiny cock ripe for the plucking.

Fay made her way towards Damion, more of a glide than a walk, with a sensual sway of her hips. She stopped between his legs. Damion reached up, running his hand through her thick hair falling down around down along her jaw. Fay’s lips parted and her eyes closed as her head lolled back. Damion fed her two of his fingers. With a tiny moan Fay licked and sucked wantonly on his large black fingers.

Withdrawing his fingers from Fay’s wet mouth, he trailed them down her chin then her throat, until coming in contact with her erect nipples. Fay’s eyes few open with Damion’s touch to her young breasts. The cool air and his hot damp touch caused a reaction Fay had never felt before. Damion pinched and rolled her nipples between his fingers.

“Do you like that Fay?” Damion asked, lust written large in his voice. Fay whimpered in response. “Do you want me to suck your little tits Fay?” “Tell me what you want?”

“Umm, yes, please suck my tits….Damion, please.”

“Such a polite little girl,” replied Damion, as he feasted on her pert nipples. Damion licked and sucked Fay breasts, feeding on her, savoring the texture and taste of her firm young glistening flesh. “Put your foot on the arm of the chair!” ordered Damion. Fay lifted her foot to the arm of the chair and leaned forward. Damion placed one large black hand on the inside of Fay’s creamy white thigh and lifted. When Fay rose into the air, Damion grabbed her other thigh with his other hand. Fay squealed as Damion raised her body and spread her legs.

She fell to the wall for balance. As Damion held her in the air above his head, he brought her pussy within inches of his face. Damion inhaled her musky scent. For one moment he just blew his warm breath onto her drenched pussy. Fay gasped as warmth seemed to run down her stomach to her twitching pussy.

Damion put the tip of his tongue against Fay’s asshole. She sighed at the liquid warm feeling. Slowly, Damion ran his tongue up around her hungry pussy, parting her lips with his tongue; tasting her oh so sweet pussy juices. With one fluid motion he reached her clit. He gently took it between his teeth and nibbled.

“Ohhh yes, feels so good,” Fay panted. Damion sucked and chewed Fay’s clit. She squirmed as much as she could in such a tenuous position. He moved his tongue to part Fay’s swollen pussy lips and fucked her with his mouth. In and out he stabbed. Fay was moaning and panting.

“Argghhh, God, I‘m cumming,” Fay cried. Damion moved back to Fay’s clit and sucked hard through her powerful orgasm. Fay shuddered and twitched, slumping against the wall.

Not waiting for Fay to recover, Damion held her waist and lifted her in his powerful hands, before lowering her, and impaling her on his massive cock in one smooth motion. Fay screamed as his massive cock pushed and tore through her virgin barrier. She had the sensation of being ripped in two.

Damn, Damion thought, she is so tight. The entry, though well lubed with her juices was also painful for Damion. Never before had he been in such a tight pussy. Such sweet pain! Damion stopped, holding Fay is his tight embrace.

“Shhh, it’s ok baby,” he said, “just wait.” After a moment or two the pain abated, and pleasure once again started to fill Fay. She sighed and timidly moved. Her feelings intensified.

This was what Damion had been waiting for. Slowly, he lifted Fay up until only the massive head of his cock remained in her pussy. Then he lowered her back down onto his impressive length. Fay felt as if she had been refilled to overflowing. Gradually, Damion increased his tempo.

“Fuck me.…God yes.… Fuck me with that big black cock,” Fay panted. Damion’s biceps flexed as he lifted Fay; fucking himself with her, again and again. Tidal wave after tidal wave of pleasure washed over Fay until she was screaming with orgasm.

Damion continued to pump Fay on his large cock as she came twice more. Suddenly Damion withdrew from her pussy and lowered Fay to the floor between his knees.

“I’m gonna cum, suck my cock,” he ordered. Fay wrapped her mouth around the large pierced head and sucked. She could only take four inches in her mouth. Swirling her tongue, she paid homage to the wonderful black phallus. Simultaneously, both her tiny hands jacked the rest of his massive cock.

Damion’s cock seemed to grow even bigger at Fay ministering. He fucked Fays face.

“I’m cummin, suck my cock with your little white mouth, aarggghh.” Damion blew a wad into Fay’s mouth. Fay withdrew as Damion’s cum splashed over her face, and dripped down her chin.

Fuck the idea about moving her onto a white boy, Damion thought. Fay ain’t goin’ anywhere!
Fay woke basking in a feeling of complete and utter satisfaction. As she stretched her body in all its naked glory, the sheet slipped from the bed to the floor. Oh God, she thought, what a wonderful dream I had. Her hand slid down between her thighs to her swollen pussy, and she felt a sticky residue which she brought from her fingers to her lips.

Her eyes widened as she realized that the dream had been reality. Fay sucked her fingers, tasting last nights combined cum. A sweet sensation coursed through her body, a reminder from the night before. Fay purred as if she were a cat.

Padding naked to the bathroom, Fay decided on a shower. As the warm water caressed her body, Fay leaned her head back, closing her eyes, letting the water fall to her tiny breasts. As her nipples peaked, she imagined Damion's lips sucking her tits, nibbling on her pert nipples. Fay touched herself, twisting the hard pink nipples between her fingers, pulling and tugging... imagining Damion's dark face masked in pleasure as he fed on her.

The water coursed on Fay's slim body, over her flat stomach and down to her aching pussy. The warm wetness reminded Fay of her lover's touch upon her yearning flesh. Her hands followed the flow of the water, and she imagined seeing Damion's strong black hands caressing her.

Placing one foot on the edge of the tub, Fay leaned against the wall. Using both hands she explored her swollen pussy, as a soft moan escaped her lips. A feeling she could only describe as yearning built within her body begging for a release.

Parting her pussy lips, Fay inserted a finger into her hot dripping hole. She could almost feel Damion's tongue enter her. Flicking her clit, she imagined Damion's face buried between her thighs, licking and sucking her burning pussy.

Fay finger fucked herself as she fantasized of all the things she hoped Damion would later do to her: Ohh God....I need...I need.....

Fay furiously stabbed away at her wet fuck hole, fingers slick with water and her pussy juices. So close now....She imagined Damion's large black cock impaling her, in and out... so hard... so large, fucking her. Fay lips parted as she softly moaned Damion's name.

Fay came with a shudder, her orgasm sending a tingling sensation clear down to her toes. Leaning against the wall, Fay waited for her breathing to return to normal. An orgasm through masturbation was a first for Fay, a cause for reflection. Grabbing the soap, Fay quickly bathed then wrapped a towel around herself she went in search of Damion.

Damon wasn't home. Disappointed, Fay wandered the apartment trying to learn more about the man who was quickly becoming so important to her. Choosing a CD from Damion's collection, she listened to a mellow sound of rhythm and blues.

Fay roamed the apartment looking for glimpses into Damion's life. Although she felt as if she had known him forever, he was actually virtually a stranger to her. She knew nothing of his dreams or expectations. Fay longed to share his wants and desires. Finding an old photo album, she settled down to peep into Damion's past.

Damion stood in the doorway watching Fay, a half smile on his face. She looked so vulnerable sitting on his hardwood floor, wrapped only in a towel snooping through his things. Damion cleared his throat.

Fay jumped when she realized Damion was in the room. "Oh, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to... sorry"

"Don't worry about it," Damion replied. "Here, thought maybe you could use this."

Damion dropped a package beside Fay and he bent to retrieve his family album. Fay stared at the box, not sure how to react.

"Well open it." Damion growled, watching Fay closely. Fay smiled as she opened the box. Inside was a simple dress.

"Thank you," Fay whispered, softly touching the light fabric. It had been so long since she had a gift, so long since she had owned a dress. A soft smile lit her eyes as she gazed at Damion with pure admiration.

Ah, great, she's gonna start crying, Damion thought. "Well what are you waitin' for? Go get dressed and let's blow this popsicle stand."

Their interaction was a primal dance of few words and stolen glances, unsure and confused as they were of each others feelings. Both were aware of an animalistic attraction between them, although neither had felt this with another before.

Damion was a man of action, not words. His reaction to any given situation was usually instinctive, with no later regrets. He saw life in black and white, with little gray in between. He knew what was right from what was wrong, figured the solution, and then acted accordingly.

Fay, for her part, was a girl just coming into her womanhood. Unsure of her past, with only hazy visions of her former life to guide her, she was naïve. In fact, since Damion rescued her, he was the only sure thing in her life. Fay saw life in different shades of gray, knowing nothing with a certainty except that she believed Damion to be her savior.

Fay and Damion spent the day exploring a town some 70 miles away from his home. The mood between them was light and amiable with an easy undercurrent of sexual awareness. They were learning each others nuisances, each others moods. They were discovering a whole mass of uncharted territory in their budding relationship. Both found a peace with the other that had been lacking in their previous lives.

All day long Fay suffered from the galloping hornies. On the long ride home she decided to experiment with her new found sexuality, now that she was losing her fear of rejection. Fay was building a confidence in herself as a sexual being, thanks to Damion's guidance. Damion had kept things low key, to allow time for her to adjust to her new found self image. He was after all a patient man when he really wanted something. And he wanted Fay. Fay was now ready to try spreading her sexual wings.

They had driven down the road for a good half hour in a comfortable silence. Fay slipped off her shoes and leaned against the door. Casually, she lifted one foot to the dash, and one foot to the seat beside Damion.

Arching her back, Fay groaned, sliding her hands form her neck to her little breasts. Damion arched one brow, a smile on his face, ready for the show. Fay licked her pink lips, making them shine with dampness. Massaging her breast, she felt warmth pool between her thighs. Damion's attention was divided between the highway and Fay.

Fay felt her nipples hardening under her gentle caress. She slid her hands down from her chest to her knees. Moving her hands back up her thigh she lifted her skirt to her stomach. "Ummm... you like?" Fay asked.

"Ohhh ya....I like," Damion grunted.

Fay looped one finger into her panties and pulled them to the side. She slowly opened her pussy lips, and with one finger she circled her clit. Fays pussy quickly moistened, her juice trickling down her pussy like nectar from a fat ripe plum.

She inserted a finger in her wet hole with a small sigh. Bringing her finger to her lips she sucked the slick juice off her finger. "Ummm.... Goood." Again, she stuck a finger in her pussy and removed it, this time offering it to Damion. "Wanna taste?"

Damion growled low in his throat as he sucked her finger, savoring her unique flavor. Fay was mesmerized by her tiny white finger in Damion's full black mouth as he licked and suckled her finger.

"Play with that little white pussy for me," Damion demanded. Fay was happy to oblige. She ran her fingers up and down her slit, teasing her lips. Fay pulled and twisted them, exploring the different sensations. She ran her fingers through the light blond hair above her pussy. Cupping her mound, she strummed her clit with her fingers as if it were a tiny violin.

Sliding her fingers into her hole; she slowly finger fucked herself. Damion had a hard time keeping an eye on the road, as he licked his lips in appreciation of coming attractions.

Fay continued to fuck herself, squirming with the pressure building in her wet dripping pussy. The need for release was becoming almost tangible. Her own fingers could just not do the job while Damion's big black cock so close at hand.

Damion sensed her need. He reached across the seat and inserted two large black fingers into Fay's little pink pussy. Damion hooked his fingers rubbing them in small circles on Fay's g-spot, while at the same time massaging her clit with his thumb. Fay's thighs began to tremble as she panted....."Yes! Oh my God... yes... I'm cumming!" Fay screamed.

That did it, Damion could take no more. Veering off at a rest stop on his right, Damion brought his truck to skidding halt. Jumping out of his door, Damion went to the passenger side door and yanked it open. Fay let out a startled squeal as Damion picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder.

Damion's long strides covered the ground from the parking lot to a picnic table area in no time at all. A street lamp illuminated the area, giving a free view to anyone who passed by. Damion put Fay down, bending her over the end of a table directly under the light.

He placed both of his hands on the back of Fay's knees, running his fingers up to her scantily clad bottom. He flipped up Fay's skirt and just ripped off her decorative panties, the lace shredding easily in his large black hand. Damion took a moment to admire the night mist that fell on Fay's ass, making it glisten in the lamp light.

Stepping back, Damion removed his big black dick from his jeans. His pierced mushroom head was slick with pre-cum. Taking his large black phallus in his hand, he rubbed Fay's ass for a moment, admiring the contrast of white and black flesh. Teasing her, he slowly rubbed his bulging head to her hungry pussy lips, then with one swift plunge, he impaled Fay on to his massive cock.

Fay let loose a half scream at the feeling of being so roughly entered. Damion paused a moment to give Fay time to adjust to his size. Taking Fay's narrow hips in both hands, Damion then began fucking her doggie style

Occasional traffic drove nearby, although the only noise they were conscious of was the sucking sound of Fay's hungry pink pussy gobbling Damion's black dick.

Fay leaned her head down to watch Damion big black cock slide in and out of her tiny pink pussy. His large black cock seemed even bigger in contrast to Fay's small frame. Fay just loved the sight of Damion fucking her.

Combined with the smell of honeysuckle in the night air, the scent of their sweaty sex filled their senses. A highly erotic smell, it invaded them, adding to their overall enjoyment.

Damion then became aware of another man standing at the other end of the picnic table, slowly stroking his hard cock as he watched them fuck. Without missing a beat, Damion grabbed a handful of Fay's hair and lifted her head.

"Watch him Fay.... Watch him jack off for you."

Fay watched mesmerized as the stranger stroked his penis. She was turned-on by this, so much that she began to shout fuck me harder with that big black cock of yours. The white man stepped closer, a questioning look in his eyes. Damion shook his head in denial. The stranger stepped back, content to watch and jack himself off.

"Damion fuck me hard, make me cum!" Fay begged.

Damion slammed his black cock hard and deep into little white Fay, over and over again. Fay's whole body jerked with each thrust in exquisite pain. "Arggghhh," Fay gurgled, lost in the moment of pounding flesh, and erotic scents.

The stranger increased his tempo on his own pecker, impressed with the pounding the small white woman was taking from the incredibly large black stud. Fay's eyes never left the strangers little pecker. It wasn't even half the size of Damion's, but still had the power to raise Fay's arousal.

Damion clenched his teeth as he concentrated on fucking Fay properly. He could feel her tight pussy gripping and milking his cock. She was so incredibility tight and hot!

The stranger groaned as he came, shooting wads of cum into the air. Fay was driven over the edge by the sight. The deep building desire burst through her as she came, tightly clenching Damion's cock with her tight young pussy. Wave after wave of pleasure shook Fay's body. After what felt like an eternity, Fay collapsed against the picnic table.

Fay could feel Damion's cock grow larger inside her, as he drove it deep and fast. She could feel the veins pulsate on his engorged cock, then felt his cum splatter deep in her, coating the inside of tight little pussy with his thick cream.

Damion howled with his release, his hips bucking against Fay's ass. For a moment no one moved. Then the stranger simply put his penis back into his pants and walked away.

Damion slowly withdrew from Fay, with an audible 'plop' sound; then lifted her and carried her limp exhausted body back to the pick up. For the first time they noticed they had more than a one person audience: a diverse group of men, seven or eight, stood silently watching.

Tenderly, Damion carried Fay back to the truck, and they drove away. Fay snuggled into Damion's side, forgetting her troubled, confused past and concentrating on her future, which she believed was here with this man, safe, with her Damion.

Damion on the other hand was worried. He knew that Fay was happy, totally content. But for how long? What of her past? Was it fair to her to keep her by his side? What if she were to become pregnant? Damion sighed, overcome with a tangled mass of conflicting thoughts. Tomorrow, he decided, tomorrow I will deal with it. This night belonged to their love.