Our new neighbor

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Our New Neighbor
part 1

"I swear, if that little black bitch plays that jungle music all night long again I am going to kill her."
Marjorie was not a bigot, nor was she prejudiced in any way. It was just that in the 35 days since Rita had moved into the empty house next door it had been a non-stop orgy of parties, loud, raucous, never ending parties, complete with that thumping rap music that Marj found so annoying. It didn't help that Rita didn't seem to have any visible means of support. What really didn't help was that Rita was young, black as coal, and built like a brick shithouse. Or that the 18 year old black beauty, with that solid body, DD cups, and round bubble butt had a tendency to run around in the skimpiest outfits imaginable. Marj was blonder than blond now, having recently gone from her natural brunette tresses to a bright bleach blond, but that bitch is blacker than black, Marj thought. And she hated the way Rita paraded around the neighborhood, half naked, and especially the way she paraded around in front of Marj's husband Carl. Carl knew there was going to be trouble. Marj was intelligent, educated, but she had a temper. And she was not afraid to mix it up with another woman, especially if she sensed a rival for his affections. There is definitely going to be trouble, he thought.
There was.
Four in the morning and Marj was pounding on Rita's door. For ten full minutes. She could hear the laughter, the music, people moving around, but nobody came to the door. Marj could have sworn she saw Rita looking out from one of the windows, but still she would not open the door.
"Fine! Fuck you, Blackie," Marj sneered and hurried home so she could call the police.
Fifteen minutes later the music finally stopped, but now the street was illuminated by the flashing red lights of the police cars as one after another the partygoers were being led out in handcuffs.
Seems that when the police answered the noise complaint there was the obvious smell of pot, which led to a further search, and which led to the cocaine being found. A little too much to be declared "for personal use", despite the fact that it actually was for personal use, just for the party. Rita was not taken away, but her man Ben was. For ninety days. Even with good behavior he would be in the county lockup for thirty days. And the county lockup did not have conjugal visists. Not for short termers like Ben now was.
"You had better not fuck up in there," Rita told Ben at the courthouse before he went in for sentencing. "It's bad enough I ain't gona get your dick for a month. You make me wait longer than that..."
"I ain't doin' no more time than I gots to," Ben said. "I get my hands on the mutherfucker that sent five-o over and..."
"And nothin'," Rita told him. "you do your time and keep your mouth shut. I'll find out where they came from. I already think I know anyway."


The neighborhood was quiet for the next several days. Rita was waiting patiently for the fuss to die down. Outwardly she was patient, but inside was another story. Every day she waited, every hour she waited, the angry fire inside her grew brighter and hotter. Rita knew full well who had called the police and sent to her house on her and her friends. Rita had no doubt that it was Marjorie, that bleached blond, fat assed older woman who lived next door. "I saw you bangin' on my door, bitch," Rita thought. And now not only was her man in jail, so were the rest of her male friends. Rita was 18 and she loved to fuck, day and night. She was a sexual animal and seemingly could never get enough. With Ben gone for a month, and every other fuckable guy she knew gone with him, Rita was not about to wait a whole month to get laid. And she'd be damed if she would stoop to using a dildo for the next month. Not on herself, anyway.
More than anything she was waiting to catch Marj alone. Her husband Carl had been home for the last couple of days, but Friday he left early. Probably on his way to work, Rita thought. And as soon as he was out of sight Rita grabbed her things and headed next door. She knocked firmly on the door and Marj, still in her nightgown whipped the door open quickly.
"Forget your keys or coming back for some more hot monkey love, hone..." Marj stopped herself when she saw it was Rita, not her lover, standing on the porch. "Oh, what do you want, Rita?"
The way Marj sneered her name was as if it were the foulest of insults.
"I know you sent those cops over, bitch!" Rita snapped.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Marj said. But she said it in a way that stated Yes, I do know. "Now you had better leave."
"Oh no, bitch," Rita sneered, standing in the door frame to prevent Marj from closing the door in her face. "You and me got some unfinished business."
Marj was obviously not impressed by her new neighbor. Marjorie was a beautiful, intelligent woman. She was attractive despite her age, perhaps even because of it. Marj was at an age, past it perhaps, that warped her thinking sometimes. It was not just her age that was a matter of contention with Marj, it was Carl's as well. Actually it was the difference in their ages that was the issue. Eleven years. Eleven big years, that left Marj a bit worried that some young thing might come along and turn Carl's head. Marj tried to be honest with herself about her own body, and knew that at 5'6" and 156 pounds that she could stand to lose a few pounds, but she also realised that at her age gravity almost as big of a factor as age was. Marj realised that try as she might there was not much she could do about the plump, plush hips, the rather thick thighs, the soft, saggy butt, and there was nothing she could do about having 34 B breasts, or about the way they sagged and drooped a bit. It was the reality of the years taking their toll on her.
Still, Marjorie knew that she looked at least ten years younger than she actually was, and if she could not compete physically with younger women there were other ways to compensate. She kept herself in reasonably good shape for her age, and since Carl liked curls she usually kept her hair permed. She had also just bleaced it bright blond in an attempt to look younger. And the fact that she liked sex as much as he did helped matters greatly. Marj was a sexy, sensual creature and knew how to please her man. She knew Carl loved her, but that did not stop those feeling of jealousy from creeping in. Especially when it concerned younger women. Younger women with larger breasts. Younger women like Rita.
And like most women overcome by jealousy, who looked at another woman,and decided she was a rival, Marj had that blurred vision. She saw only what she wanted to see, what she was most jealous of. Marj looked at Rita and saw boobs and buns. That's all. Oh, she was aware of Rita's kinky hair,(Carl would like that, Marj thought, he had that thing for curly hair) and the skin the color of dark chocolate, but Marj did not see it when Carl compared her to that tennis player. What was her name?, Marj thought, oh, yes, Serena, Serena Williams.
"She looks like Serena Williams," Carl had said the day they first saw Rita, Marj remembered."A mini Serena Williams. A little darker, maybe. A little smaller, not up top, of course, but she looks just like her."
Not up top! Marj had still not let him forget about that remark!
Marj towered over the little whore. At 5'2" and just around 108 pounds, Rita did not impress her older neighbor. Marj thought she looked a little"thick", and told her husband so, but he thought a more accurate description would be "solid". But Marj obsessed over her neighbor's larger breasts and paid no attention to the rest of her. The pretty face, the kinky hair, the smooth dark skin, and the arms and legs that had not only definition but muscles. A fact Carl had once tried to point out, but after her reaction the breast comment he carefully avoided any mention of their new neighbor's body. Even when Marj made comments about Rita ass, calling it "big and fat". Carl had been raised on The East Coast, in a racially mixed neighborhood, and had grown up with plenty of black friends, male and female. More importantly, he was an ass-man. He loved the female backside, and considered himself not an admirer, but a connoisseur of the female buttocks. He did not point out that Rita possessed the classic "bubble butt", a real ghetto-booty, as if a basketball had been sliced and half and the two perfectly round globes glued to her butt. He was a normal, red-blooded American male, so when his wife mentioned their neighbor's "big, fat ass" he naturally replied, "Oh? I hadn't noticed. You're right, your's is much better, Marj." He was a normanl, red-blooded American male who wanted to avoid any further trouble at home, and after the commotion the breast comment had caused he was not about to point out that Rita possessed the most perfectly rounded ass he had ever seen, a fact he was not about to share with his wife.
"Get out of here," Marj said, eyeing her younger, smaller neighbor with utter contempt. What a whore, Marj thought, look at the way she dresses.
Rita was wearing a white bikini top and white spandex shorts. The whiteness of the outfit, and the blackness of her skin, made such a contrast that the white of the outfit seemed to glow, making her skin seem even darker. That top is too small for my boobs, thoght Marj, let alone those cow tits she has.
"Aren't you going to be neighborly?" Rita asked sweetly. "I just came over to borrow something."
"O.K., what is it you need to borrow?" Marj said, annoyed.
"I geuss you heard about Ben? He's going to be gone for thirty days..."
"I thought it was ninety?" Marj said.
"Exactly," Rita said, reaching into her bag with her left hand and rummaging around in it. "And since he's going to be gone so long I wonder if you have anything like this laying around?"
Rita pulled out a ten inch black dildo, and before Marj's eyes had finished widening, or her jaw dropping, she smacked Marj across the face with it, backhanded.
Marj stepped back, her hand to her cheek, shocked.
"This is what you cost me, bitch!" she sneered, waving that dildo in the air. "This is what Ben's dick looks like and cause of you I ain't gonna have it for a month. So you got anything like this laying around?
"You crazy bitch," Marj said. "Get out of my house!"
Rita smacked her across the other cheek with the dildo.
"How big is your old man? He even close to this size?" Rita sneered.
"Get out of my house, you crazy nigger bitch!" Marj screamed as she tried to push the smaller woman back
Tried. Rita slapped her with the dildo once more, but followed that with a right to the face, knocking Marj flat on her back, legs flying over her head, flashing her naked pussy. Rita slammed the front door shut, locked it, and aproached Marj, who was laying flat on her back, dazed, She just laid there as Rita approached, spread eagled, moaning and groaning. Rita had almost kocked her out with a single punch! There were red marks on both of her cheeks from being smacked with the rubber phallus, and one very big, very dark bruise under her left eye.
Rita stormed up, tossed the dildo aside, then grabbed Marj by the ankles, hoisting her legs into the air, spread wide. Marj's nightgown had rolled up and her pussy was completely exposed. Rita could see how wet it was, probably from that "hot monkey love" and promptly smashed her heel down hard, right between Marj's legs, grinding her heel in. Marj screamed and squirmed beneath her, thrashing about wildly. Marj was lucky, although she didn't think so. Rita had almost put on heels that morning, so instead of the flat heel of a sneaker grinding her wet, hairy pussy into the ground it had almost been a high heel. A six inch high heel! Marj was extremely lucky.
Of course, had you asked her, Marj would not think so. Her pussy was wet, indeed, from the early morning lovemaking, and right now her nether lips were being horribly, and painfully, ground into dust. Marj screamed and slobbered for mercy. Unfortunately, for Marj, the only other person in the room was the only other person in the world who would have no sympathy for her pussy pain, or what it would do to her lovemaking capabilities. It was because of Marj that Ben was gone, and she would have to pay for that. And pay painfully. Marj had no idea, but this nightmare was only beginning.
Just the thought of Ben being gone enflamed Rita.
"Cause of you Ben's gone! I won't be gettin' any for a while, and neither will you!" Rita snapped, continuing to twist her heel back and forth. "By the time I'm through with you you're gonna wish you never had a pussy, bitch!"
Rita then stomped down hard once more before letting Marj's thick legs drop to the floor. Marj just laid there, rolling back and forth, clutching her throbbing pussy with both hands, sobbing and whimpering.
"Shut the fuck up, cunt!" Rita sneered and smashed her heel down hard, right into Marjorie's teary face. Marjorie's head snapped back, blood gushing out of her nose. The sight of blood lit a fire in Rita, an unquenchable bloodlust she could not control. She had come over with a clear plan in her head. Now she had a new plan, and the first part consisted of pain, absolute, violent, unadultered pain.

to be continued...

[MikeJV]

*thumbs up* NICE!!! Really looking forward the next part.

MikeJV

[Jessikafights]

OH MY! OH MY! SHAME! Been reading (and ENJOYING) your stories ... Isn't poor old Marj the most pathetic loser ... she's so useless I can hardly feel sorry for her ... It's unbelievable that the bitch hasn't yet learnt to stay out of fighting ... every time she loses her temper or whatever she get's busted ... BIG TIME! (TEE HEE! Wicked giggle!) At least if she sometimes won ... or at least put up more resistance ... she'd not be so utterly feeble!

It seems she's pretty dumb ... (like most blondes) TEE HEE! WINK! ... Not to have learnt to stay out of trouble! And moreover, I'm puzzled by how she could still stay with an utterly naughty & wicked GUY like you ... who gets a hard-on and jerking off on seeing his wife so humiliated & destroyed ... How could she still stay with you after such a cruel betrayal? She really deserves what she gets!!! ... :-)

Any way, personally I prefer fights to be a little closer ... but keep writing hot stuff!

Wickedly
Jessie
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