I was grabbed off the street and raped by a black man.

The cold steel of the back side of the blade slid along my mound as the knife that he held in his black hand sliced thru my underpants, they fell away from my body. The bottom of my dress was pulled up to my waist. I was frozen with fear. He had grabbed me off the sidewalk when no-one was around and dragged me far into this dark alley between two old abandoned and boarded up commercial buildings. He pushed me to the ground and was holding me down with his knee on my stomach. His other hand was tightly around my neck. “Now, that’s one fuckin pretty little white cunt. I see that your blond pussy hair matches the hair on you head. Is it natural or did you dye them both?”

When I didn’t answer him, he let go of my throat and slapped my face, hard. “I asked you a fuckin question, slut. Answer me.” I weakly, and in a cracking voice told him that it was natural. “You a virgin?” I didn’t want to get hit again. My voiced squeaked, no. “That too fuckin bad. I love shovin my big black cock in a virgin and feeling it rip thru her cherry, especially a white virgin. As beautiful as you are, I bet you have had plenty of cocks in your cunt. What guy could resist it?”

Thru my tears I said, “No. I’ve only had sex with my boyfriend.”

“Has he got a big black cock?”

“No. He’s white and average size.”

“You gonna be fucked by one now and you’ll love it. You may never want his little white pecker again. I gonna let you up now. If you fight or try to run, you get hurt, real bad. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Open your legs. Open them wide.” My body was shaking but I did what he said. I knew that I could not be the first woman that he had raped. I expected him to pull out his cock and fuck me, but he dove head first between my legs and started eating me out. It was the first time. My boyfriend never did it. I was scared and did not want it to happen, but it did feel good, a lot better than when I rubbed myself down there. “You fuckin like this. You gettin nice and wet. Now, get up and take off you dress. Don’t try to run. You won’t make it.” Then he stood up and started unfastening his pants, while I finished undressing. My situation was helpless.