Neighborhood Predator

Chapter 1

Zora rolled her eyes as she listened to her mother yelling and screaming at her longtime boyfriend for coming home in the wee hours of the morning. Turning onto her left side, she looked at the alarm clock that sat on her dresser. 5:04 am is what it read. Seeing the time made Zora roll her eyes yet again.

It’s too early for this shit. She thought to herself.

She knew that her mom was in the process of getting ready to go to work, she was a CNA at a local nursing home in their hometown of Stockton, California. Zora had silently been praying that Jason would have enough sense not to come home until his mom had left for work, but clearly that wasn’t the case.

You know that nigga has no sense. Zora scolded herself.

Zora hadn’t slept well that night. She rarely slept at all truthfully. She was always scared to go to sleep, because when she did, bad things happened. Shit bad things happened even when she was awake, but things were easier for her to deal with when she wasn’t snatched out of her sleep into a living nightmare.

“You’re full of shit Jason!” Zora’s mother Mariah yelled followed by the sound of a loud crash.

“Bitch is you crazy? Don’t be throwing shit at me!” Jason thundered back.

“Don’t tell me shit when I know yo’ dusty ass was out there fucking other dirty ass bitches again last night.” Mariah yelled back.

Zora stayed laying in her twin bed that she had outgrown years ago, as she listened to her mom argue with her sorry ass boyfriend for the next twenty minutes. Glancing at the clock again, Zora’s heart started to hammer in her chest. It was only 5:24 am and she was starting to grow anxious. Her mom was going to be leaving for work soon and that meant that she was going to be alone with Jason.

It wasn’t unusual for Jason to not come home at night. Every night he would leave the home that he shared with his girlfriend of ten years around nine-thirty and he would return some time after six o’clock in the morning. Zora wasn’t sure about the exact time because she made it her mission to be long gone and out of the house before he ever made it home. As soon as she knew that her mom was on her way to work Zora hurriedly got dressed and hauled ass out of the house praying not to run into Jason on her way out.

But lately he had switched up his normal routine and it was causing Zora to be more and more anxious and frustrated.

The arguing finally had stopped and she could hear her heartbeat in her ears as she waited anxiously for what she knew was coming when she heard the front door slam shut.

She let out a deep sigh and sunk deeper into the bed wishing that she could sink disappear into it.

After about five long minutes she could hear the loud clunking of Jason’s boots across the floor as he walked down the hallway and stopped in front of her door. Zora was laying on her left side, her back to the door that he was about to walk through, and she closed her eyes pretending to be sleep.

Just go away…Please. She thought to herself and then cursed when she heard the slow creak of the door opening.

Jason licked his lips in anticipation as he opened the door and saw Zora’s body laying underneath the blanket. It had been about a week since he had last seen her beautiful face and he had been craving her. He knew that she had been avoiding him. It didn’t go unnoticed that she had recently made it a point to be gone before he had gotten home, so he decided that he would switch his routine up on her ass, so he came home early this morning, that she wouldn’t be able to get away.

Jason made his way to the side of her bed and looked down at her beautiful face. Zora had the most beautiful chocolate skin that he had ever seen. It was smooth, soft, supple and free of any blemishes or acne. She had big, curly, dark brown hair that she had often kept in a big pineapple on the top of her head, and on the few occasions that she let it down her tight coils framed her round face perfectly. Jason loved it when she had her hair down because it really made her features stand out. She had big dark brown eyes that made her look innocent when she looked at someone. She had a wide nose, and big full lips that Jason often fantasized about. Zora had a smile so beautiful that whenever Jason saw it, it always made him weak in the knees. Her cheeks were big and made her look younger than she was, she had a baby face. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Jason thought that she was ten times more attractive than her mother and he couldn’t get over that fact.

How the fuck can she be this beautiful when she’s sleeping? Jason thought as he brought a hand to her face and gently caressed her cheek.

Zora had the thin blanket up to her neck as she laid their frozen, paralyzed with fear at his touch. Her heart thumped painfully in her chest.

Please…Please just leave me alone. She wanted to say aloud, but she was too scared.
She felt Jason slowly pulling the blanket back letting it come to a rest at her waist. She felt like she had to throw up when she felt his rough and gritty hands creeping under the oversized t-shirt that she wore to sleep and began to fondle her bare breasts. She heard him moan softly as he gently squeezed her right mound.

“So soft.” She heard him mutter under his breath.

She fought back tears not wanting him to know that she was awake. She just hoped that he wouldn’t feel her heart hammering in her chest.

Fap! Fap! Fap!

The sounds were followed by soft moans and grunts while his grip on her titty got more aggressive. Jason began to pinch and roll her nipples causing her to hold back a whimper. Her still growing breast were already sore, especially her nipples and yet here he was making the pain worse with a slight wetting of her young pussy as he violated her. She could tell that he was masturbating as he fondled her and it made her feel dirty, disgusting, and wanted all at the same time.

She heard him shuffling closer and then felt the bed dip in and creak as he rested his knees on the edge of the bed. The heat from his body radiated off of him and she could feel it close to her face.

“I know you’re up, Zora.” Jason grunted as he continued to stroke his hard dick looking down at her hungrily. He did in fact feel her heart beating in her chest and knew that she was up but was pretending to be asleep.

She cursed and finally let the tears that she was holding back begin to fall. Wishing at that moment that she would just die. She hated Jason with every fiber of her being and hated her mother for bringing him into her life and giving him access to abuse her only child.

She felt Jason tap the head of his dick against her lips and knew what he wanted. She clamped her lips tightly together, defiantly.

“Open.” Jason demanded sternly. When she refused to open her mouth when he pressed the head of his dick against her lips, he slapped her with such force that her mouth fell open and he quickly shoved himself into it until his hard dick hit the back of her throat.

Zora’s tears poured quickly down her face as she gagged on Jason’s appendage. She could do nothing as he buried his hands in her hair and stroked roughly in and out of her mouth. This is exactly why she had begun to make it a habit of making sure she was out of the house before he got home. If she didn’t then she was sure to be violated by the monster that her mother made her call “Daddy.”

“Fuck, yo mouth so warm, baby.” Jason moaned dropping his head back as he continued to assault his girlfriend’s daughter’s mouth. He was thoroughly enjoying himself. His bitch never gave him head despite knowing that he loved it and that it was his favorite. Normally, he would have forced her to give it to him just like he was doing to her daughter, but he knew if he did that, she would call the police, kick him out or both. He didn’t want to end up in jail or in the streets, so he just let the hoe be. Her daughter just had to make up for it. Either way, he got what he wanted.

Zora laid there and let him continue the assault on her until he pulled out of her mouth and shot his load all over her face. She did the best that she could to ignore the throbbing in her pussy.

Jason licked his lips again stepping back off the bed and admiring his work all over her beautiful face. After a final glance at her, he left her room without another word. He got what he wanted and now he could finally go on about his day without her plaguing every one of his thoughts.

Jason was a sick muthafucka. He had a thing for young girls and was not ashamed of it. Everyone in the city knew it. It was a well-known fact that he was a predator. He was even on the sex offenders registry list after being charged with lewd acts on a child under 14, and substantial sexual contact on a child under 14. But despite these charges Jason didn’t have to serve a day in jail, he just had to be on the sex offender registry for the rest of his life.

Everyone in the city knew to keep him away from their children, everyone got that message but Mariah it seemed. Truth was Mariah had been so in love and blinded by Jason and his charms that she believed him when he lied and told her that the “rumors” weren’t true. That he was just trying to be a “father-figure” to a little girl in his hood that was troubled.

“Well why did you take a plea deal if it wasn’t true?” Mariah had asked him when her best friend had informed her of his status of being a known child molester.

“Baby, they were going to put me in jail for life! You know the justice system isn’t made for black men like me! You know if I went to trial they would find me guilty and I didn’t want to chance that. So, I took the plea.” He lied through his teeth.

Mariah was so convinced, that a week later she decided to move him in with her and her then eleven-year-old daughter. But little did she know she had invited him in and gave him complete access to violate her daughter in the worst way. The bastard didn’t feel a lick of remorse or regret for what he did to Zora and the many other girls before her. He was fucked up in the head and would never stop. He loved his lifestyle.

When Zora heard the sound of the front door opening and shutting, she slowly sat up from the bed tears still streaming down her face mixing Jason’s semen. Feeling the thick sticky substance slowly dripping down her face made her feel sick to her stomach. Quickly making her way to the bathroom she turned on the shower and moved to the sink and rinsed her face.

After she was sure that she had gotten all of Jason’s fluids off of her face she looked up in the mirror above the sink and saw the saddest eyes she had ever seen in her life staring back at her. The dark brown eyes held pain, sadness, lust and disgust in them all at the same time. Zora watched as the eyes watered and tears fell down her chubby cheeks. The eyes were her own and she could hardly stand to look at the rest of her face.

People often told Zora that she was beautiful, but she never believed them because she always felt dirty, and disgusting. She could thank Jason for that. It was because of his attraction to her and the way that he violated her and her body for years that she hated herself and everything about her body.
Why me? Zora thought to herself while stripping off her clothes and stepping into the scolding water.

The water was entirely too hot, it burned her as she stepped into it and allowed the water to cascade down her head and the rest of her body. It hurt but she didn’t care, she welcomed the burn, it gave her something to think about other than what she had just went through.

Reaching a hand between her thighs, she bit into her lip and let out a soft moan as her fingers brushed against her clit. Needing more, she turned on the water facet instead of the shower and laid at the bottom of the bathtub, pulling her legs back and spread them so that the stream from the water faucet directly hit her young pussy. She moaned loudly as soon as she water hit her clit. Her head fell back and body went limp in response. It didn’t take long before her body went into convulsions from pleasure and ecstasy.

Once she caught her breath, she got up, cut the shower back on. When she finally stepped out of the shower the water had gone cold. She wasn’t sure how long she had been in there, but it wasn’t long enough because despite the hot water and her furiously scrubbing her skin she still felt dirty. She would never be able to shake that feeling. That was something she was trying to come to terms with.

She opened the medicine cabinet and grabbed her toothbrush and sighed when she grabbed the toothpaste and saw that it was nearly empty. Just my luck. She thought as she began rolling the toothpaste tube trying to squeeze as much of the leftover toothpaste out onto her toothbrush. She needed every drop that she could get. She could still taste Jason’s disgusting dick in her mouth. Zora involuntarily gagged remembering how he both smelled and tasted. Zora tried hard not to think about who and what else his dirty dick had been in right before he came and assaulted her face.

After gathering a decent amount of toothpaste onto her brush Zora feverishly brushed her teeth until her gums were sore and bleeding. Once she was satisfied and felt she could no longer taste Jason in her mouth she made her way back to her room and dressed in a pair of jeans and a plain black t-shirt that she got from DD’s Discounts. Slipping on a pair of all black vans that her best friend had gotten her for her birthday last year, she looked at the clock and saw that it was only six-forty-five. She rolled her eyes and huffed. Her high school didn’t open until seven twenty for breakfast and class didn’t start until eight.

Seeing as that she wasn’t able to avoid Jason that morning, she saw no need in leaving early anymore. On days that she did have to leave early she would just go to her best friend’s house sneaking through her bedroom window and hang there with her until it was time for them to go to school. But now she wasn’t in the mood to be around anyone. She thought about skipping school for the day but knew that doing so would be a bad idea because she knew the school would call her mom and that would then prompt her mom to start asking her questions about why she skipped.

Like she would even give a fuck. If it ain’t about Jason she doesn’t fuckin care. Zora thought to herself.

The sound of her phone buzzing broke her from thoughts.

Mani: You didn’t show up this morning…You okay?

It buzzed again.

Mani: He came home early didn’t he?

Zora sighed and felt her eyes watering again. Her best friend Imani was the only person that she had told about Jason who believed her.

Zor: Yeah

She replied simply and dropped her phone on the bed beside her as she fell back onto the bed and thought about the time when she was twelve years old and had told her mom about Jason coming into her room when she was at work to molest and rape her.

***

“Why the fuck would you lie about some shit like that, Zor?!” Mariah yelled at her young daughter who was crying and trembling as her mother towered over her. “I ain’t raise you to be no fuckin’ liar! That’s not some shit you go around accusing people of.”

Mariah was furious and refused to believe that her loving boyfriend would be capable of doing such a thing. He would never betray her or her trust like that. She knew about the things that people accused him of doing in his past, but she knew it wasn’t true. He told her that it wasn’t true. And he would never lie to her, she knew that for a fact. People always judged her man based off of what they heard about his past from other people, but no one knew Jason the way she did. She knew the true him and knew he could never hurt a child. And she sure as hell never would have expected her own flesh and blood to betray her like that by accusing the man she was in love with of such horrible things. She knew how much her mom loved that man and was just upset that she had to share her mom with someone else. That was what Mariah was telling herself anyway.

“B-but momma, I’m telling the truth. He comes in my room as soon as you leave and he pull-“ Young Zora was slapped harshly across her face before she could finish her sentence.

Mariah pointed a finger sternly in Zora’s face, “You better not ever repeat that bullshit again bitch!” She whispered menacingly.

Zora stood there holding her cheek, her eyes wide with shock. She couldn’t believe that her mom didn’t believe her. For seven months she kept what Jason did to her a secret from her mom because he told her that if she ever told her she wouldn’t believe her.

He was right.

***

That night Zora heard her mom arguing with Jason about what she had accused him of and it gave her a little bit of hope that her mom actually did believe her and that she would finally kick Jason out of their home. She was crushed when not even five minutes after they started fighting she heard her mom moaning and screaming his name and telling him how much she loved him while they had sex. It was at that moment that Zora realized that her mom didn’t really give a fuck about her own flesh and blood. Their relationship had been bad ever since.
 
Chapter Two

The next morning, when Zora woke up her heart was hammering in her chest. She just had awakened from one of the most vivid dreams she has ever experienced in her life. And truthfully it scared her because if felt so real. In the dream she was straddled on Jason’s dick, moaning and screaming as she rode his dick hard and fast, his dick stroking the insides of her young pussy in the most delicious. As she laid in the bed thinking about the dream, she couldn’t ignore the thumping of her clit against the seat of her panties. The wetness coating the short fine hairs of her pussy almost embarrassed her that her body reacted to him in such a wrong was.

Zora rolled onto her side and saw that it was five in the morning and could hear her mom moving around the house preparing to leave for work. She decided that she would skip out on showering at her house. She wanted to be out as soon as her mom left just in case Jason decided that he wanted to come home early again. The fact that he wasn’t there arguing with his mom again was a good sign.

Getting out of the bed, she made her way to the kitchen when she smelled that her mom was making breakfast. When she reached the kitchen, she jumped onto the counter space next to the stove that her mom was standing at making home-made French toast and eggs, her favorite.

Mariah was wearing light pink scrubs with white crocs and her thick black hair was in a neat bun at the nape of her neck. She was pleased to see that her only child had decided to join her for breakfast, she had been hoping that the smell of her favorite food would lure her out and to come speak to her. Mariah knew that her relationship with her baby was stained. She wasn’t the best mother but she did the best that she could. Or so she tried to convince herself.

“Morning, I was hoping that the french toast would make you come out and talk to me.” Mariah said jokingly and placed two freshly cooked pieces of the toast, two perfectly cooked strips of bacon and a portion of scrambled eggs onto a plate.
Zora used two fingers to pick up a piece of the toast and took a bite while shrugging. “Welp, I’m here.” She said in an even tone.

“How are you?” Her mother asked making Zora furrowed her brows.

Since when the fuck did she start caring about how I was? She thought.

She just shrugged in response and kept eating, making Mariah sigh.

“Look, baby, I know that we aren’t the closest but-“ Mariah stopped talking when she heard the front door open and Jason walk in with a bouquet of roses.

Zora immediately jumped off of the counter and went back into her room.

Mariah sighed seeing her daughter leave the room. She couldn’t understand why her child didn’t like Jason. He had done nothing but love and treat her as if she was his own, but Mariah couldn’t understand why she didn’t see that.

Jason walked up to Mariah with the bouquet of red roses and looked at her apologetically. “I’m sorry, baby.”

Mariah smiled at the romantic gesture, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips, “It’s okay, baby. I’m sorry too. I be trippin’. I know you trying to do better.” Mariah closed her eyes and sighed softly as he planted soft wet kisses along her neck.

“You gonna gimme some of that good pussy before you go to work?” Jason let his hands wander to her big round backside and gave it a squeeze.

Mariah just giggled and lead him back to their bedroom where she gave Jason what he wanted.

While the two of them fucked, Zora used the distraction as an opportunity to pack a bag with all of the things that she would need to get ready at Imani’s house. Quickly throwing on a sweatshirt and her shoes, she quietly left the house and ran the four blocks to her best friends house so that she wouldn’t be caught by her mom in case Jason didn’t last long in the bedroom.

When Zora reached her best friend Imani’s house she made her way around the side of the house until she reached the window that she knew was her best friends and knocked on the window. A few minutes later a sweet-faced light skinned girl appeared at the window and opened it for her to enter through.

“Hey! Damn, I’m happy you got out before he got home.” Imani whispered to her while pulling her friend in close and hugged her tightly. Zora fought back tears as she hugged her friend back. They stood in the embrace with Imani’s arms wrapped around Zora’s neck and Zora’s around Imani’s waist. If there was one thing that Zora knew for sure, it was that Imani was the only person who truly loved and cared for her.

“Okay, okay, okay. Enough with the soft shit. We gansta’s remember.” Zora whispered with a soft laugh pushing Imani away. She needed to lighten the mood before she let loose the floodgates behind her eyes.

“Whatever, bitch.” Imani whispered smiling at her friend sadly, “My folks should be leaving soon, so you’ll be able to go shower in a little bit.” Imani told her friend gently sitting on the bed.

Imani’s parents didn’t know that Zora had started to sneak into her room early in the mornings to hide from her mom’s boyfriend. Imani’s parents had worried about their daughter hanging out with Zora knowing that her mother was dating a child molester, but after getting to know the sweet little girl and saw how close the two girls had gotten since meeting in the six grade, they couldn’t get in the way of their friendship. Imani’s parents just told her that she was not allowed to stay or visit Zora’s house.

Mariah may not have wanted to protect her child, but Sarah and Darrel sure as hell were going to protect theirs. They did not know exactly what Zora’s situation was, but they did the best that they could to make her feel loved and protected when she was around them. Zora’s was really quiet so they never really had any indication that anything was wrong or happened to her so they just minded their business. Best believe though that if they had ever suspected something to be happening to her that they would have called CPS and got them involved.

Zora and Imani sat on the bed quietly scrolling through social media on their phones and texting back and forth, not wanting to make any unnecessary noise to make her parents come into the room. That would just cause them to ask a bunch of questions that they didn’t want to answer.

After about twenty minutes Imani’s parents both left to work.

“Shit, it’s already 7:20, we gonna be late. Let’s hurry up and take a shower.” Both of the girls quickly made their way to the bathroom where they showered together.
That’s how close the Imani and Zora were, they have seen one another naked time and time again, it wasn’t something that was a big deal to them. They knew everything about each other and there were no secrets between them, so showering together was normal for them. While they showered, Zora couldn’t help but take in her best friend’s body, her pussy reacting every time she watched her clean her sexy body. The soapy suds covering her body making her nipples hard as she resisted the urge to reach out and touch her. She couldn’t count how many times she wanted to feel her clit rubbing against her best friend. Zora wanted her friend in the worst way, dying to have her and make her cum over and over again. But she was scared of how she would react if she tried anything. She was a Christian girl who loved Jesus more than anything and would never let her touch her in that kind of way.
That’s what she thought as least. What she didn’t know was that Imani wanted her just as bad. Where as Zora was chocolate complected, Imani had a smooth toffee complexion. Light and bright. Their time together was only a matter of time.
Once they were both showered, the two girls made their way to school, Franklin High School. Imani and Zora were both smart girls and shared the same schedule. That was something that Zora was grateful for because then she always had a partner, and she didn’t have to socialize with the other kids her age. She was a loner at heart, she had one friend and that’s all she needed.

***

When Zora shut and locked the door behind her she jumped when she noticed Jason sitting at the kitchen table. Her heart dropped. It was a little past ten o’clock and she didn’t expect him to be home, he was normally out and back in the streets by nine o’clock doing God knows what, so the fact that he was still home let Zora know what time it was.

Jason had stayed home that night waiting for Zora to come home. Earlier that morning, he had not only came home to make up with his girlfriend, but also to get some more head from Zora. He was pissed when he and Mariah had finished fucking and saw that she had left. The sex that he had just had with his girlfriend was very boring and left him unsatisfied. He had tried his hardest to convince Mariah to give him some head but of course her boujie ass didn’t do it. So, when Mariah finally left for work and he went into her room to find it empty had him in a rage. Lately, she had been avoiding and hiding from him and it had Jason boiling on the inside. She was getting out of control and he needed to make sure that she knew her place. So, he stayed home all day waiting for her to come back so that he could make his point.

He smiled wickedly when she walked into the house and saw him sitting there. He knew that she was paralyzed with fear and seeing the look of fear in her eyes instantly made his dick hard. He loved it when his victims feared him, it made him feel powerful and in control. Seeing them submit to him was the ultimate pleasure for him. Jason got out of the chair he was sitting in and slowly walked toward her.
She looked so good in her tight leggings, and t-shirt with her jacket. She wasn’t too girly and he loved that about her. She was gorgeous and one look at her always had his dick throbbing for her. When he made his way directly in front of her, he stopped smiling and looked at her seriously.

“Where the fuck you been, Zo?” He asked his voice menacingly calm.

He could see her begin to tremble as she stood there looking into his eyes. He could see the hate that they held for him, but he didn’t give a fuck. Nothing mattered to him than getting his fix and his dick wet. Fuck anything else.

When she said nothing, Jason swung his hand back and slapped her with so much force that she flew back against the front door. Black dots blurred her vision. Tears began to fall down her face as she leaned back against the door in shock. She was used to Jason being violent with her, but that slap came from a place of pure rage, that much she knew. He was pissed that she had been avoiding him and she felt it in that slap.

Jason got in her face and gripped a hand full of her thick hair at the crown of her hair and dragged her to the couch making her bend over the arm. “You think you can avoid me, bitch?” He asked through gritted teeth as he pushed her face into the couch cushions with one hand, and used the other to pull her leggings and panties down.

Zora knew what was coming and sobbed into the cushions. There was no point in fighting him, she learned that a long time ago. He was much stronger than she was and fighting only made him rape her longer and harder. He liked it when she fought back only to be over powered by him. It made him feel superior and made him nut harder.

“Fuck, I missed this pussy.” Jason muttered to himself as he rubbed the head of his long, hard dick back and forth over her wet slit.

She’s wet! Jason thought to himself excitedly. She was never wet when he would come to get some from her. Normally, he would either have to eat her pussy, make her suck his dick, or spit on it to get some kind of lubrication to be able to enter her.

She likes it rough. He thought sliding into her with ease. He groaned loudly as he started stroking in and out of her tight cunt. She was much tighter than her mother was, and now that he knew what she felt like wet, he was harder than ever.

Jason stroked his dick in and out of the young teen, moaning uncontrollably at how good she felt aroused. He used one hand to slap and palm her ass roughly as he continued raping the crying girl beneath him while she laid there limp and crying.

“You like being slapped around, huh, you little bitch? That’s what I need to do in order to get this pussy wet?” He asked in between moans.

Zora sobbed harder, each sob making her body shake violently. It destroyed her inside knowing that she had to be just as sick as he was to be enjoying what he was doing to her. After years of the abuse, she was finally coming around and was beginning to enjoy her soon-to-be step-daddy raping her.

“Oooooh, look at this lil young pussy creamin’ all over my fuckin’ grown ass dick. Mmmm, that’s right, bitch. Enjoy this dick. Doin’ all that muthafuckin’ cryin’ but you love this shit. Look how tight this teen pussy is.” He groaned, spreading her fat ass apart so he could watch his big dick slide out of her as he marvled at the thick ass layer of pussy cream that coated his dick. He licked his lips and slapped her ass again. Her sobs making him start fucking her harder.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!” Zora let out a sudden and loud cry as her pussy clenched her mother’s boyfriend’s dick harder, her young pussy cumming on his dick for the first time.

“Ooh! This lil pussy cummin’ for me tonight, too?! Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.” He pulled out and slapped his dick repeatedly slapped his dick against her ass cheecks and clit, and then roughly slid back into her making her cry out in pleasure and pain.

I’m fuckin’ the shit outta this lil bitch! He thought as he leaned into her back, his hands clutching around her waist as he pounded into her tight pussy until he was nutted deep in her pussy for the first time. Normally he would pull out and finish on her face, he loved that shit, but she felt so good that night that he couldn’t bring himself to pull out. He stood there with his dick still inside of her young hole as he caught his breath. He looked down at the sobbing girl beneath him and his anger boiled back over.

Fisting her hair again, he pulled her back up into his chest, wrapping his free hand around her neck and brought his lips to her ear. “The next time I come in this house for some pussy and you aren’t here,” He paused and tightened his grip around her neck cutting off her airway, “I will kill you.” He threatened.

Once he felt he got his point across, he pushed her back over the arm of the couch and stepped back, pulling out of her. He smirked as he looked down and watched his semen drip from her and licked his lips in satisfaction. Maybe if her mama’s was just as good as hers I would have left her alone. He lied to himself. Mariah wasn’t young, he liked his girls young, innocent, and tender.

Jason went to the bathroom, took a piss then left the house for the night, leaving a still sobbing Zora on the couch.

***

After Jason left, Zora laid in the same position for a few moments letting all of her pent-up pain and frustrations out. Once she had stopped crying and had gained some strength seeing as the rape and crying had drained her of most of her energy, she slowly stood up straight and held back tears as she felt Jason’s fluids gush from her vagina. She felt violated, used, hurt, used, and disgusting. She felt even more confusion that she liked feeling that way.

Slowly, she made her way to the bathroom and started the shower where she stripped and cleaned herself the best that she could. Once she felt as clean as she could be, she got out and wrapped herself in a towel then went to her room where she put on some boyshorts and a large black t-shirt. Before going to bed, Zora went back into the living where she dropped her bags and brought them to her bedroom.

Back in her room, she grabbed her iPhone out of the front pocket of her backpack and grabbed picked up The Coldest Winter Ever, and settled into her bed to read the book until she fell to sleep. She needed to read something to keep her from thinking about the rape, and have a pity party. Reading was an escape from her reality. It was much needed.

***

Zora was jolted awake by the feeling of something warm and wet exploring the folds of her vagina and she bit back a moan as she realized what was happening.
Even when I lock the door this fucker still finds a way to get to me. Keisha thought to herself as she laid there repulsed trying to hide the fact that she was enjoying the pleasure Jason was giving her.

She just laid there attempting to keep still and not begin to grind her pussy in her mouth like she wanted to. She let him do his thing and did her best to try and think of something else. Closing her eyes, Zora’s mind drifted to thoughts of Imani and she just imagined that it was her best friend licking her pussy instead. She couldn’t keep her moans in after that. She was so caught up in her fantasy that she grabbed his head and began thrusting her young pussy in Jason’s hungry mouth as he sucked hungrily on her clit.

***

Mariah sighed deeply as she unlocked the door to her home and stepped in. She had just got done pulling a double shift at the nursing home that she worked at and she just wanted to lay her ass down and get some sleep.

Banging noises against a wall caught her attention. The hell? She thought to herself making her way down the hallway, going in the direction of where the sounds were coming from. Mariah kept walking until she came to a stop in front of her daughter’s bedroom. Mariah’s heart began pounding rapidly in her chest.

When she came in, she saw Jason’s shoes and wallet in the living room, and she knew that her daughter would be home at that time, and her heart dropped to her ass as she thought about what she knew she would find behind the door that she stood trembling in front of.

Mariah began having a flashback of the night Zora had tried to tell her that Jason was raping and molesting her when she was eleven. She had called her a liar and didn’t believe that Jason would, could, do such a thing. Tears spilled down Mariah’s mocha face as she felt her heart breaking in two. Partially because she had failed her daughter and allowed someone to come into their home and hurt her, partially because she was a horrible mother and didn’t believe her daughter, but mainly because Jason had betrayed her trust.

How could he do this to me? Mariah thought in disbelief as she stared at the door blankly, listening to the sounds of her man moaning, groaning, and telling her daughter how much better she felt than her mother.

Hearing him say that destroyed Mariah inside. She clamped a hand over her mouth to keep a sob from escaping her. Is that why he’s doing this to her? Because I’m not good enough for him?

Mariah was madly in love with Jason and could only think about him and how him raping her daughter was making her feel.

She reached a hand out getting ready to go into the room and confront Jason; to ask him if she made him so unhappy and didn’t satisfy enough that it would make him feel the need to seek her daughter to fulfill him. She wanted to know why he chose her daughter of all people.

Not once did she even think that the reason, he was having his way with her daughter was because he was simply sick in the head and was a child predator.
Right before her hand was about to touch the door knob, she slowly dropped her hand and backed away from the door. Slowly she went back to the living room to grab her things and rushed out of the house.

I can’t do it! He’ll leave me if he finds out that I know. Mariah thought, once back in her car. She started it and sped off.

“Fuck!” She screamed, “What the fuck do I do?” Mariah cried out loud hitting the streering wheel as she got on the highway and just drove with no destination. She was torn between doing what was right and that was protect her daughter, and sticking by the side of the love of her life. Jason made her happier than anyone else in this whole wide world. They had their up’s and down’s yes, but she loved him more than anything in this world.

Then Mariah thought about her daughter. Was she hurting? Did she like when Jason had sex with her? Did she not like it? Why didn’t she tell me again if he was really hurting her? She questioned to herself.

Mariah was so distraught over the realization, more so at the thought of losing Jason than about him harming her daughter. She was going to be eighteen in a few years and Mariah knew she planned to leave home soon.

She’s is a big girl. She’s strong. She’ll be okay. She will be my daughter forever and always. She will forgive me. But I’ll never be able to find another Jason. Mariah wiped her face and sniffed. She had made up her mind. She was going to go back home and act as if she never heard anything and would go about her days as if she knew nothing.

One day she will understand. Mariah tried to convince herself. She prayed to God and ask that one day he would help Zora forgive her for doubting her. From that day forward she would do anything in her power to make sure that neither Zora nor Jason ever found out that she knew the truth.

If Zora keeps him around then that’s something I’ll have to accept. Mariah’s thoughts were delusional. Love had her blind and that was the reason that Zora would forever hate her mother.

Back at the house, Zora cried silent tears as Jason pressed her head into her bed as he had her ass tooted in the air as he humped her from behind.

In the middle of his assault on her, Keisha thought that she heard the front door open and shut. She was praying that her mom had come home and would finally catch her beloved boyfriend raping her and that she would finally kick him to the curb. That she would restore some faith in her. But clearly, it was just wishful thinking because her mom never came to her rescue.

Jason pulled out of her and came all over her face again. With a final smack to her bare ass, he left the room highly satisfied.

Zora cleaned herself up and found herself laying in her bed, playing in her pussy some more as she recalled how good he felt inside of her.

It was the beginning of a her becoming a filthy whore.