Thread: Estate Sinners! (Jack Stalker and BlueElectricStorm)

ESTATE SINNERS! Michael Jones' plan had been to get into the private estate as a Gardner, work a few days, maybe a few weeks, to build up trust... all the while casing the place, looking for opportunities to get the combination to whatever safes they had, to find out where they stashed their valuables, to get a feel for what they had that he could take away. That had been the plan, but after only a few days Michael had realised that what they had, what he wanted to take, was all wrapped up in the flesh of the wealthy couples young daughter, Elle Farnsworth. He was almost certain that a young girl like that had to have fantasies about big black cocks and the men who could use them right, he figured that his plans to rip off the place and vanish had suddenly ended up on the back burner. He needed to work on her, use her knowledge to help him get what he wanted from the estate, and at the same time he would be able to satisfy himself with her tight little white cunt. He figured it was going to be a lot of fun, stretching it around the beast of a cock he kept in his pants. He waited until her parents were out for the day, then spent most of his time at the rear of the property, tending the gardens and keeping an eye on the pool and the panoramic rear windows which decorated the back of the main mansion building. He'd been eye fucking Elle for a while now, making sure she caught every inappropriate glance he threw her way. He had been relentlessly raping her from head to toe with his eyes, every time he bumped into her, and he figured that there was no way any girl could mistake his looks as anything other than the obscene eye fucking it was intended to be. Today he'd finished sweeping around the tennis courts, moved onto trimming the hedges in the vicinity of the pool and was right now busy attending to the window boxes near the conservatory. It was a hot day and he had already stripped down to his waist, his dark skin slick with sweat and giving a shine to his muscular torso. His body was trim and fit, his abs and obliques well defined from physical exercise. He knew he had looks and he knew that if Elle was in any way attracted to black meat, then his job was half completed. If not, well, she would be by the time he was done with her. Waiting for the right opportunity he headed inside shortly after he noticed her slip away from where he had spotted her by the pool. Heading inside he caught sight of her heading for the bathroom and gave it enough time to ensure that he caught her coming out of it. Taking the steps two at a time he leaned against the wall close to the door and waited. It was a huge house, sporting a cellar, roof top garden walk, a fucking maze in the grounds as well as a stables and a large garage. There were other staff here as well, so he couldn't simply wander about unopposed... however with her on his arm, or at least escorting him, it was a passport to investigate when and wherever he wanted. With the rest of the staff thinned out due to the absence of her parents, his opportunity was now, so he waited and waited and when he heard the door click he moved. The door opened to a wall of solid hard black flesh, his body exposed but for the jeans he wore and the scuffed earth covered trainers on his feet. He made no attempt to step aside, instead silently using his mass to tower over Elle and force her to step back into the bathroom. Miss Farnsworth. he said simply, letting his gaze roam about her from her head to her toes. He gave her a wide grin, his teeth gleaming as he closed the door behind him and turned the lock, the loud unmistakable click echoing in the room as he looked at her. Do you have a moment? I have a proposition for you. he told her. My proposition is that we don't waste any more time. Your parents are out, the staff is thin... and I have been watching you all morning. In my country a girl like you... young, white, fit as fuck...would not make it three steps outside a whites only hotel complex without being raped to rags. Yet here you can waltz about wearing whatever you like? It's not right, especially when I have seen the way you have looked at me in return. he told her. Was he imagining things? It mattered little. A line had been crossed and now he was going to push, push hard to get what he wanted. Reaching down to his pants he slowly unzipped them while staring her in the eyes, his massive cock springing out as soon as a few of the metal teeth had been nosily tugged apart. His erection was huge, his fat helm dripping with pre cum which had already streaked his cock shaft to leave it glistening in the light streaming through the window between the shower and toilet. I know what you want Miss Farnsworth. You know what you want. No more games. I will give you a few minutes. You can use that time to try and get away, or you can use it to make sure that my big fat black cock is drenched in spit, so that when I fuck it into your tight little white cunt you don't scream too loud. he growled, amusement on his face as he edged towards her.