Date: Wed, 27 Apr 2016 20:34:20 -0400
From: Du de <funnstuffdude6@gmail.com>
Subject: Authoritarian:  Chubby Cherry Popping

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I was a fat kid.  Unfortunately I was fat all over.  I had boy tits by the
time I was 11 and they weren't small they were already taking shape and my
nipples were big and round and sensitive.  Finding loose fitting clothes
was always a challenge, The heat didn't allow for me to wear thicker
material that would give me structure and the thin material would stand
out, there would be two point peaks where my nipples were and then my tummy
sticking out.  My thighs were fleshy as well.

Needless to say I was made fun of, everything from boys bringing a glass up
to me and saying may I have some milk please to lots and lots of random
people finding a way to squeeze them. It didn't help that I was turned on
by most of the men who touched me.  I recall days when conversation with
people would have their eyes go down to my breasts more than my eyes.

But I survived and sometimes enjoyed the attention.  I think it gave me
more sexual experiences earlier as a result.  One of the earliest
experiences I had was a photocopy shop owner's touches.  He wasn't the
owner but a manager and he was kind.  I was generally afraid of African men
but he I was not.  He would always give me a good price on my copying needs
which were many for a 14 year old.  He was always giving me preference as
well.

Some of the attention was negative.  Like the man my dad employed as a
supervisor in his store.  He was a tall beefy young man a giant really in
his twenties.  He had shameless eyes, was greedy and rude.  But extremely
good at what he did.  He would need my signature for every cash deposit he
had to make or other petty cash transactions or any shipment receipt all
when my dad was having his afternoon nap as he was not to be disturbed.
He'd come to our home in the afternoons when everyone would be resting for
their afternoon siesta and would simply walk into my room and want the
signature and wake me up from my slumber.  On one occasion I was changing
and he walked in and saw me shirtless, he stared and wouldn't leave until I
made him.  He was also a good driver and my dad would trust him with the
car so he would pick me up from school when I had to stay for after school
activities.  He would make jokes about my weight with friends we gave rides
to.  Ahmed was a total schmuck!

Growing up in Africa, stores did not have as much variety and local
entrepreneurs were very popular.  My mom would get lots of business women
who sold stuff from their homes send her things to look at and purchase or
pass onto others.  This one time a woman sent a whole suitcase of lingerie
of all sizes.  I got curious and I looked it was pretty tantalizing, I was
curious to try it on and couldn't find the right time.  I got my chance one
Saturday ... my mom and dad went out with friends and I was home alone, our
faithful servant was finishing up work and there was nothing interesting on
TV.  So I went into my room and saw the red suitcase with satin lining.  I
opened it up and pulled up a baby pink bra, put it up and it seemed to fit,
I saw matching panties and they looked really sexy.  I was hard.  I decided
that i need to feel it on my skin.  I closed my room door, I drew my
curtains and took of my clothes and put the panties on, they felt very
sexy. The bra was a struggle so it took me a while but i got it on, it fit
perfectly and held my breasts perfectly.  Were it not for the faint hair on
my arms I would pass for a woman.  It was a very sexy feeling.  I felt I
needed to masturbate and the only way I knew was to put a pillow between my
legs and hump it.  It was my dry humping days where I didn't cum yet so I
got started, I was imagining the photo copy shop manager (Robert) kissing
me, holding me and feelingmy breasts, his dark black skin against my milky
white skin.  My thoughts were rudely interrupted with Ahmed walking in, he
walked in and saw me in bed, ass up with a small round pillow between my
legs, my hands fondling my breasts and my being in panties and a bra.  It
took me a while to recover from the shock, fear and then embarrassment he
stood there with his mouth open staring! A minute must have passed when I
came to my senses and asked him to get out of my room. I quickly pulled
everything off and pulled on my t-shirt and shorts and composed myself,
went out to find him sitting on a dining room chair, he seemed to be
shocked and wasn't his cocky self.  He fumbled and gave me my slips to sign
and got up and left.  What a pain!

I remained anxious as my dad liked Ahmed and was giving more
responsibilities by the day and if he let it slip... I ignored it.  Ahmed
came to pick me up from an after school activity the following
Thursday. Unlike most of my dads employees he wouldn't wait in the car,
he'd roam around the school and talk to people etc and embarrass me by
staring at my white teachers some of them very attractive.  He greeted me
and my friends and I piled into the car.  Thankfully there wasn't much
embarrassment this time.  I went home and quickly changed and had to run to
get some copying done for my drama teacher.  When I went into the shop
Robert said all the machines were busy and I could come back at 6.  So I
did just that, the store had closed but he let me in and locked up.  He
told me to use the new copier that was in the back, being closest to the AC
it had cooled faster and I would cool down from the heat as well so I
welcomed the suggestion.  As I was copying there was an error that flashed
so I called Robert, he had been busy clearing.  He came over, stood behind
me, very close behind, he put his arms between my arm and body and
manipulated the console, he got closer and I moved closer to the copier
until I was hugging it.  He pushed his body closer to where he touched me,
it was intentional.  He was holding me from the back and I felt his penis
poking into my behind.  The error had cleared but there was silence, his
right hand moved away from the copier and reached for my left breast and
squeezed.  Electricity ran through my body.  He pushed his body into me and
his other hand reached for my breast and squeezed it.  His face reached
into my neck and shoulder and he swayed our bodies, I could feel his
hardening cock now.  I was turned on, scared, nervous, curious all rolled
into one.  By now his hands were under my shirt and he was kneading my
breasts, his cock was pushing into my ass and I could feel his facial hair
on my neck.  He whispered how much he was enjoying this.  His hand reached
for my crotch and he fondled my tiny cock, I thought I heard a slight
chuckle.  He started to unbutton my shirt and pressed his cock into me, I
was growing uneasy.

He let go of me and pulled back I heard him unbuckle his belt.  At this
point my fear took over and my arousal was turned off.  I turned around and
told him to stop.  He asked why I said I needed to get home and my parents
were waiting.  He nodded I turned to resume my copying to get out quickly,
he didn't move he resumed the caressing and for a minute took my hand to
feel his crotch and whispered in my ear "feel how hard you make me."  It
was the first time I felt an adult males' crotch it was hard and big like a
fat sausage, I stroked the length of it.  I let go and continued to quickly
do my copying.  He didn't stop, he swayed his hips grinding his manhood
into me and he continued to caress my body.  I continued to enjoy it but as
his thrusting got stronger I got nervous and scared and wanted it to
end. Thankfully I was done copying and managed to extract myself.  He made
way for me to turn but ended up cornering me with my back against the wall.
He moved closer and said "Don't you want to help me?" In a somewhat terse
voice.

"Uhm yes but how?" I asked.

"You know by taking care of this." He responded and took my hand back to
his now harder cock.

"I've stayed late for you and missed my bus, I gave you all sorts of
discounts and won't charge you for this batch."  He added.

"I can pay its no problem." I responded and pulled out my wallet.

"I can't charge my manager has closed the books for the day."  Was his
reply.

"I'm sorry I have to go."  I pleaded

"I'm disappointed that you're being a rude guest." He said.  "You have to
be understand and polite." He added rather angrily

I was frightened and about to cry.

He undid the buttons of my shirt and exposed my chest.

"There's the least you can do." He said

"What would that be?" I asked

"Sucking" he responded

I gave him a questioning look.

"Don't be coy, I want to milk these tits and let me enjoy it for a minute
and well resume some other time." He said.

Without waiting for my response he put my left nipple in his mouth and
began sucking on it.  The sensation was crazy, it was enjoyable, it felt
good to have someone want me and do that, the warm wet mouth felt good.  At
the same time it was scary.  What did this mean?  His sucking combined with
squeezing got harder and it began to hurt.

I pushed his head away and said I needed to go.

He looked at me, his look was frightening and his anger was apparent.

"Don't you want to make me happy?" He asked

"I don't know, even if I did I'm late my family will look for me and I
don't know how."  I replied

"Come now surely you know what's needed?"  He responded by squeezing my
hand that was on his cock.

I replied "no, I have no idea I've never done this."

"I don't believe you." He responded

He dove back to my tits and took them into his mouth.  He put his hands
into my pants, they were the elastic pull up kind.  He pushed them down and
his hand reached for my butt, he quickly found what he was looking for an
inserted a finger in me causing me shock.  I pushed him and must have
caught him by surprise as he struggled to gain balance.

I pulled my pants up and started to button my shirt and head to the front.
He pulled me by my arm and said "don't go my loved one, don't want you
mad."  I said I wasn't mad but had to go.  He asked if I'd be back and I
agreed and he said he'd be more relaxed next time.  He patted me on my butt
and let me go.

I went home and was perplexed.  Scared for sure.  But aroused as well.  I
had to admit I was naive about sex, I knew that a guy and girl did it and
the penis went into a vagina.  But what Robert wanted was surely impossible
I didn't have a vagina!!!  Then the finger in me it hurt why would he do a
gross thing like that?  Sex was man on top of the woman, there was
thrusting and the guy sucked on tits and kissed.  Perhaps if Robert and I
did it, it'd be the same but his penis would go in and out of my ass cheeks
from where it met my scrotum?  What if I was wrong?  Either ways I was
going to avoid him.  And I did.



I had more copying to do for some school stuff I went to another shop which
was a longer walk but the guy was so nice to me but the early closing
didn't help.  On Saturday I helped my dad in the store.  I loved it, I
could call the shots!  I'm sure all the employees hated it.  This Saturday
was inventory day so Ahmed would be in the back which was good.  My dad a
pile of things to do.  Saturday being a half working day it was crazy.  I
sorted through the files and had to do a lot of copying.  Which meant going
to Robert's as our store had an account there.  I headed off and arrived to
a crowded store.  I informed Robert I had some stuff for my dad and he said
I could wait for him and come get it at 2 after they closed or do it
myself.  I chose the later and was done in no time.  He was pleasant and
the incident was behind us.  I was happy again.  I got to the store we
closed and went home with my dad to a big family lunch followed by his
siesta.  I watched a movie and was disturbed as usual with a payroll
reconciliation slip from Ahmed thankfully it was an uneventful meeting.
When my dad woke and started working on his files he decided he'd have to
go to the stores in the other towns.  That meant going away for 3-4 days.
He called Ahmed and asked him if he could join and he declined saying his
friend was getting married.  So my mom and dad decided to go together, my
dad offered to take me and I could skip school but I refused.  It was
decided that I would go sleep at my sisters and spend the day at our
apartment so I could use my computer for homework etc.  Ahmed would drop me
off every night and he'd keep the car.



My parents left on Tuesday and I went to school.  I had drama practice and
Ahmed picked me up and dropped me home.  I showered changed packed my bag
for the next day.  Took a change of clothes and waited for Ahmed to come
get me.  He had been waiting all along so he wasn't pleased.  He got mad at
me and said he wasn't my assistant etc etc.  I decided not to respond.  He
drove off, he pulled up to a building with an internal courtyard that was
previously used as play area and now converted to a parking lot for
residents.  He said he needed to get something from his place.  He went off
and I waited.  He seemed more pissed off than usual.  He returned
momentarily and said it'd be best if I went as there were somethings to
sign so I got out and joined him.  He led me upstairs to an apartment he
entered no one seemed to be home.  He lead me to a room that had a padlock
on the door he undid it, entered and we entered his room. He was a border
in a flat.  He turned on the AC.  The room was dominated by a big bed.  On
one side was a tv on a dresser and one one side a large cupboard and a door
to what I assume was an ensuite bathroom.  The bed wasn't made.  Ahmed
closed the door and locked it.  He then advanced to me and said he need to
change its too hot.  He was right his shirt was soaked. He took off his
shirt unlike me he was hairy, his skin a golden brown his hair black as
anything his chest defined and tight, his stomach flat.  He undid his pants
I got uncomfortable so I turned and he laughed saying he didn't mind.  I
said it was okay and looked at the bed giving him as much privacy as I
could.  He walked over to me, patted me on my shoulder and made me turn. He
stood in front of me with his clothes off only a light bluish grey cotton
briefs that held his package.  He told me to look as it was only fair after
what he'd seen.  I couldn't help but look he was hairy everywhere, his arms
legs, thighs.  I had never seen such a hairy man before. He put his hands
on his hips and pulled his underwear off.  He stood stark naked, and I saw
for the first time an adult penis.  It was just like mine only 50-60 times
bigger.  He looked at me and I felt uneasy.

"What we're you thinking about when you wore that bra and panties?"  He
asked me.

Shocked and stunned at the question I racked my head for an answer.

"I don't know I wanted to try it." I replied

"Did you like it?"  He asked his gaze even more penetrating.

"Dunno. I was just trying"

"What we're you doing with a pillow between your legs?"

"Nothing I guess."

"It can't be nothing you were enjoying it, pretending a man was fucking
you."

He moved closer, his cock had started growing it was now pointing at me.

He reached out and fondled me, I tried to get him off.

"Don't fight it, we are going to try somethings.  It'll be best if you
cooperate."  His voice was forceful and final.  "Unbutton your shirt."  He
commanded, I was dazed.  "Unbutton it." He said louder.  I snapped out of
my daze and undid my shirt.  I exposed my chest like I had for Robert.  I
knew what would come, he instructed me to take it off and give it to him.
I gave it to him.  He pointed to my linen drawstring pants and had me take
it off, he took them from me and finally asked me to take my red cotton
briefs off.  I hesitated and tried to ask him not to but the look on his
eyes gave me my answer.  I proceeded to take them off.  He took them as
well, he balled it all up and threw it on top of the cupboard.  I was naked
n exposed.  He was naked and in command.  His penis had grown more.  He
cupped my breast and licked his lips.  And then asked me "Do you know what
a man and woman do naked?"  I shook my head and said no.  With both his
hands on my body he said "I'll show you tonight."  He lead me to the side
of the bed and pointed to the phone and said call your sister and tell her
you'll be late.  He stood behind me our bodies touching his big hands
cupped my breasts and kneaded them as I dialed.  Because I had to bend down
to dial my breasts got bigger and my ass pushed into his cock. I called and
told her she didn't seem to mind.  Before I was done he took the phone from
my hands and put it back on its cradle. "Lie down". He instructed.  I lay
down on the bed, he had me scoot to the middle.  He turned off the light
and enveloped us in darkness.  I felt the mattress sag to my right as he
got in bed.  He moved closer and I felt him hover over me.  I was strangely
aroused as his leg separated mine and he got on top of me.  He lowered his
body onto me, the first thing I felt was his penis press into my pelvis, he
adjusted it so it was directly under my scrotum between my thighs.  Still
propped on his hands he got comfortable and lowered himself.  He whispered,
"wearing a bra doesn't help you feel like a woman I will."  He held my chin
as he leaned in to kiss.  I had never kissed or been kissed.  What I knew
of kisses was what Julia Roberts showed on the big screen.  I could smell
his breath and taste the strong coffee he must have had.  His tongue was
big, his mouth was big and he seemed to suck my mouth, his tongue entered
my mouth I didn't know what to do, I resisted but he was forceful.

I wasn't enjoying this, his weight crushing me, this dark room that smelled
of wet towels, these actions that were nothing like what I had felt seen or
wanted.  I told myself I was the bosses child I had to take control, I
pulled my mouth off and he must have thought I needed to breathe as his
mouth went down to my neck and began kissing me and his hands returned to
my breasts and squeezed them.  I pushed him and began to wriggle away from
him, saying "no!  I don't want this, give me my clothes and drop me off
right now."  I caught him off guard, he'd always bullied me and I hadn't
bothered to fight back.  I was proud of myself even if it was for a moment.

He didn't take my refusal too kindly.  He pushed me back down on the bed,
pinned my arms and got very close to my face and said "listen you prissy
ass princess, I'm going to do with you as you wish, this may be your first
but certainly not your last time.  There's no where for you to go, no one
will save you."  He continued staring into my eyes.  "I'll rape you, yes
rape you like you've seen in movies. You'll then go about your business and
when I want you you'll come back.  You won't tell a single person because
the consequences will be so bad it'll make the rape seem like a bad dream."

His mouth resumed kissing me, his body crushing me, unable to breathe the
unclean air, I was trapped.  He began kissing me all over then he found
what he wanted my breasts and the offensive on them began.  I whimpered and
pleaded.  I'd say "no, please no".  After what seemed like ages he got off
me and released me, told me to turn, I didn't budge so he flipped me, got
off the bed and pulled me so my legs were dangling off and my ass at the
edge of the bed.  He spit loudly a couple of times and I felt his saliva
between my ass cheeks and then his finger entered me just as Roberts had.
Robert had been quick but Ahmed made up for it with the size.  I felt the
saliva enter with him wetting the hole.  "My you're a tight girl" he said
and laughed.  "Big ass but tight hole, I'm going to love this."  I pleaded
but he didn't care.  I felt him close and I felt his penis head at the
entrance of my hole.  He waited and then thrust.  I let out a loud cry and
begged him to let me go.  He whispered how tight I was and how this was
good.  Next few minutes were simply just pain and I think I passed out,
because what I remember next is his head close to mine, my ass felt like a
cannon was in it.  His awful voice brought me back to my senses ...

"That's it, princess.  I'm all inside you all the way now. You are tight. I
had to get a little rough with you. Stop struggling and just breath. Calm
down ..... Umph.....Listen to my voice........ I know it's thick and it
hurts but your pussy feels soooo good on my raw dick, and
.... Uhmph... that's what you want, isn't it?  Isn't it?To make me feel
good? Yeah princess feel like a woman now?  See this is better than a bra
or panties."

I cried the pain was unbearable.  He continued his offensive.

"Be still and concentrate on my dick. Go on, squeeze it with your pussy. Oh
fuck yeah! Good girl ... Do you know what's happening right now? Your
milking the precum out of My cock. Your tight little pussy is making me
want to fuck you, baby. You want that, don't you. Yeah? Of course you do
..."

"You want this big hairy beast to fuck you like a little princess? Yeah?
Well maybe later, baby. Right now you're going to bend over and take it
like a whore, understand? I don't have the patience to be gentle and your
tight little cunt is driving me crazy. Shh! Stop your whining and listen to
me: there's nothing you can do to stop me. I know you understand
that. Sweet, soft girl ... oh yeah ... I love opening you up, bitch. I'm
going to cum inside you."  He said that while thrusting deep in me.  I
cried in my pillow he fucked me for what seemed like hours.  He thrust
harder a few times, he moaned and stopped, he fell on top of me.  I felt
some warm fluid inside me, I wasn't sure if it was blood surely it was, or
was this animal peeing inside me?

He rolled off me, I turned to look at him and couldn't help but notice his
penis still in its engorged state, no wonder it had hurt so much.  My pain
returned to me when I tried to move.  He noticed I was getting up, he told
me to wait.  He brought me a towel and said I should clean myself up.  It
was a wet towel, I used it and he turned on the light in the bathroom,
cruel bright light lit up the room, I saw him naked his penis was covered
in blood, he walked to the sink and washed himself.  I went to the bathroom
hardly able to walk and cleaned myself under the shower.  When I walked out
with the towel wrapped around me, he was in bed watching soccer on tv.  My
clothes lay on a ball on the floor.  He told me to dress up we had to go.
I put on my clothes dusted them off and stood by the door.  He turned off
the tv, he was dressed in his soccer kit.  With a smirk he said "I've
already scored tonight, the goal was tight but damn good."  With that he
reached down cupped my chin and kissed me.  I pulled away and he laughed.
He lead me downstairs back into the car.  We sat in silence as he
maneuvered out of the haphazard parking lot.

My sisters home was far, I was fuming.  I felt violated and couldn't do
anything about it.  "Cheer up he said, it'll be fun next time.  Pretty soon
you'll be begging me for it."  He said with a condescending smile.

"Fuck you" I replied.

He laughed.

"You will be thankful one day, you're a faggot and would have pretended not
to be.  I've opened you up you can decide what you like and I know you'll
love cock." He said cupping his ample basket.

"You hurt me! Do you know how painful it was?  You raped me!  That's a
crime."  I yelled back.

"Pipe down princess, any which way it'd hurt.  You should consider yourself
lucky I'm a clean guy with no dieseases I brought you to my home and we
enjoyed ourselves. Some local would have eventually figured you were a
faggot taken you to the slums raped you and left you to take countless men
with dieseases."

He replied.

There was silence.

After a little while I asked him "was it what you saw me wear the other day
that made you pick me?"  He looked at me and said "yes".  I have needs and
only way is to get married and I can't afford to right now". He added.
"You're just what I needed. I was easy I usually have to do that 2 times to
be satiated but I made do cause you were so tight!"

"What was that goey yellowish stuff mixed with my blood? It's the stuff
that was sticky that came out of my butt when you were done."  He laughed.

He cupped his basket and said "it's my Columbia, semen, sperm, love juice,
it's what comes out to show how much I enjoyed being with you.  If too much
of its left in me, then it's not good it hurts.  It's good for you, it what
makes babies.  Someday I want you to drink it."

My mind had so much to process.  I shifted in my seat as I looked for a
comfortable position.  "Does it hurt?" He asked.  I nodded.  "If we don't
do it again real soon it will hurt more."

I made a face.

"Is this your first time with a boy?"  He laughed, "you're hardly a boy" he
replied, "tits of a teenage girl, fair skin, hairless, penis the size of an
almond."  He laughed.  "But no I've had one before, funny he seduced me and
I enjoyed the experience and you made me yearn for that again."

I was aghast with his responses.  But curiosity got the best of me.  I
asked "Do you have sex often?  How do you relieve yourself?"

He looked at me as though assessing me.  "Not as often as I like.  I've got
a few of the maids in the building but only because I was desperate.  There
was a divorced woman near my old job.  When her kids were in school I would
go to her.  Mainly I take care of myself, first thing in the morning and
when I come back from work. "

"How do you take care of yourself?"  I asked innocently.

"Seriously you don't know?"  He looked at me "well you've seen my penis I
either rub it with my spit which takes longer or with some Vaseline or oil.
I thought about using Vaseline with you but I would not have enjoyed it as
much."

"Do you wear condoms?"  I asked as we turned to my sisters street.  "Mostly
yes, especially with women I don't need a child.  I did with the other boy
as God knows what filth he's had.  With you no.  And I won't."

We pulled up to my sisters home.  He cut the engine and put one hand on my
thigh reached in to kiss me.  Then cupped my breast.  "I'll pick you up for
school and then from school.  After I close shop I want you to welcome me
and very lovingly come to my bed.  Understood?"  It wasn't a question it
was a command.  I found myself nodding.  "Good girl." He said and motioned
for me to get out. He drove off.


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