QUEST FOR INNOCENT

Steven Dillard received his Honorable Discharge papers 
from the US military.  He had served his country and 
felt it was time to start his own life. That meant 
finding a girl, settling down and raising a family.

Steven had an incentive for finding the perfect wife. 
His uncle had recently passed away and left him several 
million dollars in a trust fund as long as he was 
married by the age of twenty five and never got a 
divorce. Steven would then collect well over a hundred 
thousand dollars a year as long as he and his wife 
stayed together. If he became divorced, the money would 
go to an obscure charity.

Steven had specific ideas about the future Mrs. Steven 
Dillard. One, she would be pretty. Two, she would be 
the shy type. Third, and most importantly, she would be 
a virgin. He had had his fill of sluts and whores while 
he had been in the military. Steven wanted the future 
mother of his children to be as pure as a new snow 
flake.

Steven began his quest for feminine innocence by dating 
the daughter of his mother's friend. He had expressed 
his desire for an "good" girl and his mother had 
assured him that Angela Phillips was a perfect young 
lady and would make an excellent daughter-in-law.
Steven picked up Angela for their first date on a 
Friday night. He was impressed with her beauty. Long 
curly blonde hair, soft brown eyes, luscious lips, a 
great figure. Her clothing, while attractive, was 
conservative by today's standards. A loose fitting red 
cotton blouse a matching knee length skirt. Steven was 
impressed. If she was still a virgin, Steven felt that 
he had met his future bride.

Steven and Angela went to a nice restaurant for dinner 
and conversation.  Angela was a very pleasant dinner 
companion. She had an easy smile and an expressive face 
that captured his heart.

Later, after leaving the restaurant, he gave her the 
test. He drove them out to the local lover's lane and 
parked in a dark secluded spot. After turning off the 
ignition, he turned towards Angela, placed his arm 
around her soft shoulders, drew her close to him and 
boldly kissed her sweet red lips. She did not resist, 
even as he slipped his tongue into her mouth and the 
kiss became more passionate. Her response was to wrap 
her delicate arms around his neck as the kiss 
continued.

Steven placed his hands around the tiny waist of the 
young woman and pulled her tender body even closer as 
their kiss continued. He decided to test her even more. 
He moved his left hand from Angela's petite waist to 
her right breast. Under the stylish but conservative 
clothing that she wore, he had not known just how 
incredibly large her breasts were. It felt as if Steven 
was holding a melon in his hand as he massaged the 
teenaged girl's breast.  His fingers could even feel 
the erect nipple through the multiple layers of 
clothing. Steven pinched the sensitive nipple and felt 
Angela melt in his arms as a gasp escaped from her soft 
lips.

Steven slipped his hand to Angela's right breast to 
massage it and pinch its erect nipple also. In the moon 
light, he could see her lovely face as she lay back 
against the seat, her eyes glazed over and her breath 
was coming in gasps as he now used both hands on her 
gigantic sensitive breasts.

When Steven slipped his left hand down to her knees, 
Angela found that she could not resist as he pried her 
thighs apart. She tried to protest, but Steven covered 
her lips with his own, silencing her murmurs. When 
Steven's fingers reached the juncture of her thighs and 
cupped her steamy vagina through the nylon of her 
panties and pantyhose, she knew that she was lost.

Angela, while still in high school, had given herself 
to a boy with whom she had gone steady for two years, 
only to have him leave for the state university after 
high school graduation. There, he had met another girl 
and had never returned home. Angela had heard that 
Steven was looking for a wife and so hoped that he 
would ask her to marry him. As his fingers massaged the 
sensitive flesh of her vagina, she decided to surrender 
to him.

Judging from the blonde's response, Steven decided that 
Angela was probably just another slut with a hot cunt 
and big tits. He decided to administer the final test. 
Steven sat back in his seat and unzipped his pants. The 
hissing sound of the zipper was unmistakable in the 
confines of the front seat of his car. Angela's eyes 
focused on Steven's hands as they pulled his erect six 
inch penis from the confines of his trousers and 
boxers.

Steven watched the facial expression on the teenager's 
pretty face as she concentrated to see his penis in the 
dim light. "What", he asked, "do you call this?" He 
held his weapon up for her to view.

Angela's response was an enthusiastic, "That is a 
beautiful cock." She could not stop her hand from 
reaching across to fondle the erect male member. She 
felt Steven's hand on the back of her neck, slowly 
pulling her nearer to his swollen penis. Her boyfriend 
had tried on several occasions to get her to go down on 
him. She had always refused. Now, she found her swollen 
lips almost touching the head of her date's hard cock. 
She hesitantly opened her mouth and accepted him 
inside.

Steven had experienced better blow jobs from the many 
whores that he had known during his time in the 
military. This slut just was not much good at giving 
head, although she did act enthusiastic. He decided 
that such a cock sucking slut certainly was not 
marriage material. She could still serve as a fuck dump 
to empty his balls into.

Angela's soft sucking lips were pulled off from 
Steven's hard cock as he pushed her down to lay across 
the seat. He pulled her skirt up around her narrow 
waist and gripped the top of her pantyhose and panties 
and pulled them down and off in one motion. The blonde 
curls protecting her lubricated mound were visible in 
the moonlight as Steven moved between her shapely legs.

The head of Steven's dick found the moist entrance to 
Angela's vagina and slowly slipped inside. He was 
amazed at how tight the opening was. The girl was 
obviously a slut and he had expected her cunt to be 
loose and floppy.  His search for an innocent bride may 
have been a failure, but at least, he was getting a 
good fuck from this date.

Steven did not care if Angela received satisfaction or 
not. After all, she was nothing but a slut. About a 
minute after his thin six inch long erect penis 
penetrated the teenager's body, he was shooting his 
sperm into her suctioning vagina. She never had a 
chance to reach orgasm. Plus, he pulled out too 
quickly. Angela's previous boyfriend had been the same 
way. She tried to wrap her arms around Steven to hold 
him in her arms, but he climbed off and said, "I guess 
it's time I took you home."

Steven dated several other girls over the next three 
months. Each one, he had been assured by relatives and 
friends, were "good" girls. Each one, when he got to 
the point of pulling his erection from his pants, 
swooned and he had pulled their lips down onto suck his 
cock. Each one had been rejected as being a slut. He 
never returned their phone calls after he had fucked 
them.  Then, Steven met Carla Precise.

Steven's mother's church had just replaced it's 
preacher with a man who had spent the last ten years as 
a missionary in the dark interior of the continent of 
Africa. The new preacher and his family attended the 
Sunday services and Steven was amazed at the beauty of 
the good reverend's young teenage daughter. She was 
younger than Steven, but he had already decided that he 
was going to have to find a younger woman if he was to 
find a virgin. Carla looked to be just the girl he was 
looking for.

Carla Precise had flaming red hair that reached to her 
tiny little waist.  Her face was that of an angel. Her 
eyes, when her shyness finally allowed her to look at 
Steven, were seen to be turquoise in color. Her body 
was thin with the exception of what were obviously a 
nice pair of shapely breasts.  She was absolutely 
beautiful and, being a preacher's daughter, was almost 
certainly a virgin. Steven was already in love before 
he asked her out on a date. He was almost surprised 
with the new preacher had given his permission for his 
daughter to date some one so much older.

Steven took Carla to the same restaurant that he had 
taken all of the other marriage prospects. The poor 
little girl was so shy and quiet that Steven almost 
felt sorry for her. He could very well imagine how it 
must feel to be Carla, out on a date with some one like 
himself, so much older and more worldly. He showed her 
a level of patience that he had never known that he 
had. He treasured each and every one of her smiles as 
the evening continued.

Later, he drove out to lover's lane to park. As he had 
tried to put his arm around her shoulders, she had 
moved away. "I heard that guys like you might try 
something like this. You stay over there and I'll stay 
over here." At last! Steven had finally found a girl 
that was not a slut! Still, there was one more test 
that he had to try.

Steven sat in the driver's seat of his car as he 
unzipped his pants. Once again, the hissing sound of 
the zipper being undone was very loud in the confines 
of the automobile. As his fingers fished in his boxers 
for his nearly erect penis, Carla cried out, "What are 
you doing? Don't try anything or I will tell my daddy 
on you!"

Steven had to finish the test. He held his half hard 
member in his fingers as he asked, "Just answer a 
question for me. What do you call this?"

Carla timidly turned her head and saw what Steven held 
in his hand. She spoke slowly, "I don't really know. I 
think it is called a pee-pee." Steven was happy. He had 
finally found a girl that passed his test! The future 
Mrs. Steven Dillard was sitting in the car with him.
The new Reverend both gave his daughter away and 
performed the ceremonies.  Steven had been surprised by 
the fact that Carla's father had consented to only a 
two week engagement. In fact, the preacher had almost 
insisted on a quick wedding.

Steven had stood at the alter, with his family and his 
uncle's lawyer in attendance. The lawyer had said that 
the checks would start on the first of the month and 
would continue as long as he was married to the same 
woman.  That meant a life time of easy money for Steven 
and his devoted new bride.

Angela Phillips and most of the other young women that 
Steven had dated, screwed and rejected as marriage 
material, were also attending the wedding.  Angela had 
become friends with Carla and was her Bride's Maid. 
Steven had noticed the sly whispers and smiles that the 
two shared but had thought nothing about them. After 
all, he was about to marry the virgin of his dreams.

Steven and Carla slipped away from the reception and, 
with shoes and tin cans tied to the rear bumper and 
writing on the back window of his car proclaiming them 
as "just married", drove to their remote honeymoon 
cottage.  He was anxious to begin his wife's education 
in pleasing her husband.

Steven picked up Carla's small body in his arms and 
carried her across the threshold of their rented cabin. 
He did not put her down until they reached the king 
size bed in the relatively spacious bedroom. She was 
the picture of loveliness as she lay on the bed, her 
gossamer white veil and flaming red hair spread out 
around her innocent angelic face. Her white satin 
wedding gown had ridden up her legs exposing her 
shapely knees and a couple of inches of nylon covered 
thighs. When he had slipped her garter off of her leg 
during the reception, he had discovered that she was 
wearing an old fashioned pair of nylon stockings and a 
garter belt. Steven's cock was hard as he gazed down on 
his beautiful Virgin Bride.

Steven placed his hand on a silky thigh and tried to 
reach up under his wife's dress. She stopped his hand 
and said, "No." When he asked why, she responded with, 
"We have to wait for Angela and the basketball team." 
Steven was dumbfounded. Why did they have to wait for 
Angela? And what did a basketball team have to do with 
his wedding night?

Steven decided it was time to teach Carla about sex. He 
unzipped his tuxedo trousers and proudly pulled out his 
erect penis. "Carla", he said, "It is time to start 
your education. Tell me what this is."

Carla focused on his six inch member and said, "I told 
you before. I call that a pee-pee."

Steven spoke with pride, "No, dear wife. This is a 
cock." He smiled as he watched her eyes.

Carla shook her head as she replied, "No, Silly. A cock 
is big and black and about a foot long." Steven almost 
went into shock.

Carla climbed up off the bed and turned her big 
turquoise eyes up to Steven as she said, "I guess I 
might as well tell you that I lost my virginity to the 
men of the Watusi tribe during a virgin ritual 
ceremony. My father had refused to sell me to the chief 
of the tribe so some of the men had kidnapped me. The 
women of the village had prepared me for the ritual 
with herbs that made me relax and lubricants that would 
ease the entry of their huge organs into my virginal 
body openings."

Steven felt his knees buckling and he found himself 
sitting on the floor as his innocent looking new bride 
continued with her story. "By the time the ceremony 
started, the women had made me so horny, I would have 
fucked a bull elephant. The shortest Watusi man was 
over six feet tall and every one of them was hung like 
a fucking horse. They nearly split my cunt open as they 
took turns fucking me for the next three weeks. There 
was a line of tall black men that varied in age from 
young teenagers up to old men in their seventies, each 
with about twelve inches of thick black cock, waiting 
to fuck me every minute of the day and night. I even 
had to learn to sleep while I was being constantly 
fucked. It was fucking wonderful!"

Steven felt the pit of his stomach sinking as he heard 
the details of his bride's de-flowering. Carla 
continued, "The first time one of then stuck his huge 
black cock up my ass, it hurt so much, I thought that I 
was going to die. By the end of the first week, sucking 
black cock down my throat and taking it up the ass were 
normal. I was cumming several times an hour. Damn, just 
talking about it has made my big sloppy twat wet! I 
hope that Angela and the basketball team gets here 
soon. I need some cock and that little thing of yours 
doesn't qualify!"

Steven had a sinking feeling as he remembered that the 
basketball team was all black. Surely, Carla did not 
mean what he thought! "When Daddy and the government 
soldiers finally found me, it was over three weeks 
later and I did not want to leave. By that time I had 
learned to love having my holes stretched and they had 
to forcibly carry me away from those strong black 
cocks. Daddy said that they had been having a white 
woman breeding ceremony and that they would claim me as 
one of their women for as long as we stayed there. He 
bought tickets on the next plane out of Africa and we 
came straight here. Then, you asked me out on a date."

Carla smiled as she turned to show Steven her body's 
profile and added, "The breeding ceremony was a big 
success. See? My tummy has already started to show. In 
about seven or eight months, we will be the proud 
parents of a big healthy Watusi baby. Until then, I 
have to keep in condition by letting other strong black 
men fuck my cunt, mouth and ass. Then, after the baby 
comes, he will need some black men for role models. I'm 
glad we are getting your uncle's house as well as his 
money. It will be big enough for us to raise all of our 
black babies."

Steven slowly rose to his feet. He was thinking about 
strangling his new wife when the front door of the 
cabin opened. Angela and five very tall young black men 
entered the honeymoon cottage. Carla squealed with 
delight as she leapt upward into the first basketball 
players arms and kissed him passionately.

Steven grabbed Carla's arm and tried to pull his new 
bride away from the tall black man. Two of the other 
black males pulled him away and forced him to sit on a 
chair beside the bed. Angela pulled some handcuffs and 
ankle cuffs from her bag and passed them to one of the 
stronger black men. A moment later, Steven was 
immobilized.

Carla moved from one black male to another as they each 
took turns kissing the redheaded teenager. Steven saw 
three pairs of large black hands fondling his 
previously thought to be virginal bride. He began to 
call out to Carla to not let herself be treated this 
way. He reminded her that she was his wife and had 
sworn to forsake all others. Carla's white satin 
wedding dress was raised to display her nylon hosiery, 
white sating garter belt and white satin panties. The 
white skin and white satin contrasted greatly with the 
large black hands fondling the intimate areas of the 
new bride. As Steven continued to protest what he was 
seeing, her white satin panties were lowered and 
slipped off over her high heel shoes. The panties were 
then stuffed into Steven's protesting mouth.

Angela watched with a smile on her pretty face as one 
of the basketball players tied a strap around Steven's 
mouth to hold his wife's panties in place. The younger 
man had even taken a few extra seconds to fold the 
panties in such a way so that the sopping wet crotch 
was against Steven's tongue. Angela felt satisfaction 
as she saw how large Steven's eyes grew when Carla 
pulled down the jogging pants of one of the players and 
released a foot long cock that was thicker that her 
arm.

Seeing his young wife falling to her knees, pulling the 
foreskin of a telephone pole sized black cock back from 
the huge purple head, leaning forward and wrapping her 
ruby red soft lips around the tip and sucking on it 
like a piece of candy was almost more than Steven could 
bare. Carla's hands moved up and down on the thick 
shaft as if she really wanted it to cum down her 
throat. Ten minutes later, it did.

Steven had a ring side seat as he watched his wife 
being fucked in every way and body opening. After about 
an hour of watching, his penis became completely erect 
and would not go down. Carla's white wedding dress was 
now completely saturated with black man's sperm. She 
had sperm in her cunt, her ass, down her throat and in 
her flaming red hair. She looked like a mess except for 
the smile on her beautiful face and the flashing glint 
in her turquoise eyes.

Steven could not explain why his cock was so hard from 
watching his wife being violated. He only knew that his 
penis had been hard for so long that he was getting a 
major case of blue balls. If he did not cum soon, he 
would be in even greater pain. That is when he heard 
Angela whispering in his ear.

"How does it feel to watch your wife fucking other men? 
Did she tell you that she is already pregnant with a 
black baby? She told me about it the first week that 
she and her father moved here. He is a preacher and 
could not let her get an abortion even if she had 
wanted one. Then, you came along."

Angela's fingers wrapped themselves around Steven's 
stiff six inch penis.  She stroked it once before 
continuing, "Do you remember when you took me to dinner 
and we made love in your car? You got me pregnant. 
Then, you son of a bitch, you refused to answer my 
telephone calls. I had to get an abortion."

Carla's squeals of ecstasy were so loud, Angela stopped 
whispering for a few minutes. Carla came as she was 
held between two of the basketball players, suspended 
in the air by one huge black cock in her cunt and 
another huge black cock in her ass. The players had 
been passing her small feminine body back and forth 
between them as if it were a basketball during a game. 
Carla felt herself being shoved onto one cock as the 
other was pulled most of the way from her body only to 
be shoved in the other direction. Her dainty feet had 
not touched the floor for almost half an hour as they 
continued the assault on her defenseless body. Carla 
passed out and was relatively quiet as her body was 
still being screwed and flopped about between the two 
tall black men.

Angela began whispering in Steven's ear again, "When I 
noticed the way you were looking at Carla, I had a 
little talk with her. I told her what to do on your 
date. I figured it would be fitting revenge for you to 
marry a little slut that only likes black cock. She 
will never be happy with the size of your tiny little 
dick and you can never divorce her if you want to keep 
your uncle's money. Now, you will spend half of the 
rest of you life whacking off while your cute little 
wife is being gang fucked by black men.  The other half 
of your life will be spent taking care of their 
babies."

Angela's grip on his penis prevented it from going down 
even as she explained things to him. His balls were 
aching very badly and needed some form of release. The 
two young black men that had been screwing his wife had 
finally cum inside of her and had dropped her semi-
conscious body on her wedding bed. The skirt of Carla's 
soiled satin dress was wrapped around her waist. The 
white satin garter belt still managed to hold up what 
was left of her laddered and torn nylon stockings. Her 
legs were spread wide apart.  Steven's blushing bride's 
cunt and anus were hanging open like a pair of coat 
sleeves.

Steven could feel his cock swelling even larger as he 
stared at the damage done to his wife's body. He was so 
horny, he would have jumped on her if the cuffs were 
removed. He realized that even if they turned him loose 
and he tried to fuck his new wife, her openings were so 
large that she would never even feel him enter her.

Steven gasped as Angela stroked his erection. She 
stopped before he could cum. "Steven", she said loudly 
enough for everyone in the bedroom to overhear, "I 
can't let you fuck your wife. From now on, she belongs 
only to black men. I can jack you off though. I'll let 
you cum if you lick your wife's pussy clean. Otherwise, 
I will just leave you sitting here with your swollen 
balls and let you suffer."

A pair of turquoise eyes and five pairs of dark eyes 
turned to watch Steven's reaction to Angela's question. 
All knew that he had been searching for a virgin. All 
also knew that he would have a pair of very bloated and 
painful balls by now. His decision now would probably 
determine the rest of his life. What would his answer 
be?

Everyone saw Steven Dillard close his eyes and nod his 
head.