Chapter 1: Introduction
The hot, humid air in South Carolina enveloped Glenna as she stepped out of her car. Pregnant clouds were gathering ominously in the sky, heralding the afternoon’s thunderstorm fast approaching. A deep sense of déjà vu washed over her. She stood for a moment in front of the old stone walkway to their farmhouse, which seemed forever engulfed with dripping Spanish moss hanging from towering oaks that swayed gently in the wind—the promise of an impending storm never far away.
It's home. It's always been home.
Glenna hesitantly walked up to the farmhouse, letting the screen door slap gently behind her. It hadn't been locked. Walking into the dim hallway, she could hear her boyfriend Walker's voice and another man's, their coarse laughter reverberating off the walls. She followed the trail of sound and stopped, gobsmacked, at the threshold of their bedroom.
Walker bent over with a black man with a rigid nine-inch cock as he made walker his slut for bbc. he mocked walker saying you the black cock dont you, I bet your girlfriend glenna would love to see her stud of a man now . The neighbor rammed his black shaft deep inside walker, causing walker to howl in pain and pleasure. Glenna couldn't tear her eyes away from the sight - she had never seen Walker like this before. The neighbor grabbed Walker's hips, pumping him furiously, with each stroke bringing Walker closer to the edge. He took quick breaths as the man pummeled him from behind.
Glenna's breathing hitched and an unexpected heat emerged between her legs. Her mind raced between shock, confusion, and lust.
She couldn't believe what she was seeing, her boyfriend taking that man's huge cock like a desperate whore. A sick mix of filthy words and moans escaped their intertwined bodies.
"Yeah, you like this black cock, don't you?" The neighbor taunted, gripping Walker's hips. "Bet your girlfriend Glenna would love seeing you like this."
Glenna bit her lip, hand unconsciously slipping between her thighs. The thought of her own boyfriend on the receiving end of such unapologetic desire sparked waves of wetness through her core.
Walker moaned—an almost-whimper—each time the neighbor drove home. The sight ignited Glenna's body, making it thrum with desire and urgency, despite the wrongness of it all.
"Fuck, yes!" Walker cried out. "Give it to me, harder!"
The neighbor smiled, slowing down, his hand now reaching around to stroke Walker's leaking cock. "You think your girlfriend likes to see you like this, begging for more?"
Before Glenna could comprehend what she was doing, she spoke. Her voice was surprisingly steady.