1. Good Sam's Reward


    Date: 11/24/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Interracial, Straight Sex, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Romance, Violence, First Time, Author: Lucky Mann, Source: sexstories.com

    The comment section has been restricted due to the spammers and other idiots. Please feel free to PM any comments to me. Lucky Mann Good Sam’s Reward My name is Jim, and I am an avid dirt track racing fan. It was a warm Friday night, and I was enjoying a leisurely drive to my home on the west side of Phoenix, Ariz. I had been to the stock car races at the local dirt track. It was getting late, and both my truck and I were covered in a layer of dirt from the track. A shower was going to feel great. About a mile from home, I noticed a smaller person fighting with two larger people next to a car on the side of the road. I slowed and pulled to the side behind the combatants’ car. As my lights fell on them, I saw the smaller person was a young, black, female. She was fighting for all she was worth with two men: one of them white, the other one black. The men were trying to force her into their old, beat up, car. She was doing all she could to resist getting in that car. I pulled up within two car lengths of the rear of their car and retrieved my pistol from my truck’s glove compartment. I stepped out of my truck but stayed behind the door. I aimed my pistol at the larger of the two men, and loudly called to them. “Hold it right there, guys! Mam, do you need help?” My high beams were making it difficult for the people at the car to see me, but I had a very clear view of them. The white guy yelled back. “Who the fuck are you?” I raised my semi-automatic pistol into view and cycled ...
    the slide. That action loaded a round into the chamber. In my best in charge voice, I replied. “I’m the guy that’ll blow your fuckin’ head off, if I have to.” The two men instantly stopped fighting with the girl. Without moving my sights from the larger man, I again asked. “Mam, do you need help?” “Yes! Please!” Her voice quivered. She seemed to be near tears. “Get in the truck, Miss!” I ordered. As the girl ran toward my truck’s passenger side, I told the two men. “You two get in that piece of shit, and get the fuck out of here.” They didn’t seem too interested in arguing the point with me, or my pistol. Both men jumped into the car and sped off. By the time the men were gone, the girl had gotten into the passenger side of my truck and closed the door. She was shaking with fear. She sat as close to the door as she could. I supposed she’d had enough men for one night. Without speaking, I drove a couple of blocks to the nearest convenience store with a well-lit parking lot. In the light from the store’s lot, I was able to get a good look at my passenger. She was still shaking like a leaf in a storm and sobbing quietly. Tears were freely flowing down her cheeks. Even with her face streaked with tears, I could see she was a very nice looking young lady. She had light cocoa colored skin and fine facial features. Her black hair appeared soft and straight. It fell past her shoulders to her upper back. She looked to be in her early twenties with a slight build. “It’s OK now. They’re ...
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