Mustafa

Abbey sat on her bed exhausted. Today had been so tiring at school, the first day since she found out that she was pregnant that she had been this shattered. She’d had some morning sickness and the smell of coffee and tea turned her stomach, but beyond that she’d been relatively okay until today. Her nipples were very sensitive too, but she enjoyed that. Since she told him she was having his baby he had sucked greedily on them, propelling the white girl into relentless breast-rapture.

Abbey was eight weeks pregnant. The baby’s father was Mustafa, a fellow student and he was jubilant about impregnating her. The only people who knew were Abbey, Mustafa, her doctor and the teacher she had just told. She knew that she needed to tell her parents soon. Mustafa had told his family and other people from his community and they were triumphant about her carrying his child but he had not as yet told Abbey about that. He would though.

Mustafa was black and so Abbey was pretty confident that her baby would be too. She was happy about having a black baby; she’d had sensual fantasies about having one since a slim red headed freckled mother with a dark skinned baby sat next to her on the bus when she was about thirteen. The mother had chatted to her about her baby and being a mum and Abbey had been captivated with the gorgeous infant. Those big brown eyes with delightfully long black lashes and his smooth chocolate colour contrasted beautifully with his mother’s milk-white skin and Abbey had chatted and entertained the little chap, smiling and laughing with him.

Abbey had often fantasized about how the mother had made her baby with the black father. His hands on her, his body on hers as his excited, potent ebony penis discharged in her. Abbey usually lay in bed to enjoy her yearning in private; one of her teddy bears squeezed between her legs stimulating her moist cunt cherishing her body’s blissful and shuddering peak as she saw in her mind’s eye the baby’s conception, the mother from the bus on her back, legs spread wide apart crying out in need, the father grunting in determination to seed her.

Quiet, studious, shy, reserved Abbey was immediately receptive to Mustafa’s interest in her. He had identified Abbey as his first white catch. He had noticed the aching way she had glanced at him and the other black boys and he had acted quickly. Mustafa was sharp and had realised the importance of listening, looking and learning. He noticed things before others did. He observed traits about people others didn’t. He’d spotted quiet, reserved Abbey catching quick glimpses of boys, only the black boys and he’d known.

Introvert, bespectacled Abbey, who had developed into a shapely, pretty blonde cute piece, had a thing for black guys and he noticed before the others. He and his brothers had been instructed that they should develop a ’flock’ or ‘harem’ of three or four white girls each and Abbey would be his first trophy. His cock would own her cunt.

It had been on a Thursday when Mustafa decided it was time to secure Abbey. When he saw her at school he passed her an envelope. She found a corner to read the note in privacy.