Plaything for the Gang Next Door!

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Right after Brandine’s neglectful husband had left on a week-long business trip out-of-state, new neighbors moved in across the street. Several loud, noisy members of a Latino street gang. She needed sleep but they were raising such a ruckus that she couldn’t get any. She decided that diplomacy was best, and brought them a welcome to the neighborhood offering of a plate of cookies.

What was she thinking?

Once inside, she realized the whole think was a mistake. The young men were pigs and brutes. The leader told her, point blank, that he wanted to take her right there! In fact, they all would. Hard! And rough!

Yes, it was a mistake.

So why was she considering the offer…?

SYNDY LIGHT: Along with Feminized by the Ex-Con, this was originally written for the more liberal standards of Smashwords and later adapted for Amazon. Mostly, I just removed her pregnancy (turning it into a gang-breeding story) and made the consent clearer. It’s still very hot.

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Pregnant Plaything for the Gang Next Door

Pregnant Plaything for the Gang Next Door!

Right after Brandine’s husband had left on a week-long business trip out-of-state, new neighbors moved in across the street. Several loud, noisy members of a Latino street gang. She needed sleep — after all, she was seven months pregnant — but they were raising such a ruckus that she couldn’t get any. She decided that diplomacy was best, and brought them a welcome to the neighborhood offering of a plate of cookies.

What was she thinking?

Once inside, she realized the whole think was a mistake. The young men were pigs and brutes. The leader molested her, and told her that he wanted to take her right there! In fact, they all would. Hard! And rough!

Yes, it was a mistake.

So why was she considering the offer…?

MALAW HULE: So many write black male/white female interracial erotica. I wanted to do something different. Anita had told me of living in a house in her early twenties. Some guys moved in the house across the street and started selling drugs. I asked her if she was scared, and she said “No. They were pretty hot.”  Ha! That was my inspiration.

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