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Chapter 4
by 24ward
What happens next? Interrupted? Make plans for later? Or go somewhere now?
Laura takes the African around the side of the church
Ngocko was almost a foot taller than her 5'6, so Laura Hills felt very small pressed against the African refugee who was holding her tight. Her fair face and blonde hair nestled against his coarse, strange-smelling button-up shirt at chest level, and she found her arms pinned to her sides as his own arms extended down either side of her, his large strong hands firmly gripping her by the small of her back. But what really caused her sparkling green eyes to widen with surprise was the unusually long, increasingly rigid bulge growing against her slim waist, at the top end prevented from burrowing between her large breasts only by bumping against the knot of material between the cups of her bra. The meek young christian realized with growing alarm that the African was grinding what felt like a foot-long (or more!) erection against her, in full view of her family, neighbors, schoolmates... the whole congregation!
"Let's go, Cocko," Laura suggested, leaning back and craning her neck to see his face, anxious to escape somewhere more private. This only served to press her torso more firmly against him, so that she could feel his fuckpole had a girth similar to or greater than her own arm! It also gave him an even better view down the front of her dress at the massive white globes she had concealed beneath, and she gasped as with another thrust of his hips, his cock jostled her pink nipples from hiding and out of the top of the bra. Her cheeks red, Laura managed a nervous smile as Ngocko finally agreed to her request and guided her wordlessly around the side of the church.
"You owe me, white girl," Ngocko declared in his deep rumbling accent, still holding her tight against him with one arm as he began to open his pants with the other. "You must fix this..." Laura licked her lips apprehensively, knowing that she had been responsible for arousing him and that he could not be left in that condition, but wondering how she would be able to make it better without sacrificing her virginity to his monster cock. The teenager saw a side door to the church and thought about maybe trying to take him inside for privacy in the pastor's office, or maybe they could have a nice walk in the wooded area behind the church to calm him down, or should she just do what she needs to do right here, right now, around the corner from everyone she knows...