I've lived in Seely all my sixty-eight years. Ain't never been
much to see in Seely, but what there was of it to see, I'd seen
it all and that's for damned sure.
Seely is just a little dusty frontier town nobody ever thinks
about unless they're traveling the back roads and find themselves
about to run out of gas or somethin'. We got a grocery store, a
post office...sort of, a gas station and a tavern. Ain't got no
police station. Never had need for one. The local population
topped out at 275 in '96 and ain't never been any higher. The
kids go to school up the road in Bentley and some of us do a
little trading there as well. Usually, nobody living in Seely
never ventures too far out and nobody who's never heard of Seely
ever had need to come visit. We're just out here by ourselves.
E.T. could swoop down on us, carry us off and nobody would know
and of those who did know, they wouldn't count it as much loss to
Jenny Stone was a pretty woman...in a homely sort of way of
looking at it. She was tall, kinda willowy, with long blonde
hair, pretty blue eyes and a nose that ... well, it was kinda too
big for her face, but not so much that it didn't keep her from
being pretty. She was the only child of Ruck and Ellen Stone.
They'd had Jenny late in life and Jenny was taking care of both
of them as if they'd been her babies by the time she'd reached
her twenty-third birthday. She'd had them both buried on Cemetary
Hill before she was thirty. The Stone's operated the town store,
lived there too. After her parents died, Jenny ran the place
herself and lived there by herself. She never was courted by any
of the fellas here and none of them seemed to have an interest in
that regard. That would change in '99. That's when things got
The big, black car came tearing into town one day at high noon.
The windows were all tinted black so we didn't see the driver
until he stepped out of the car. He was the biggest man I'd ever
seen in my life. He looked like one of those football players or
something. He was dressed all in black, just like his car. Black
shirt, open at the chest, a black jacket, black pants and heavy,
black boots. Couldn't see his eyes. He was wearing a pair of
those fancy black sunglasses. There were about twenty of us on
the streets when he pulled up, most of us men, and we were all
scared shitless of him the minute we saw him. The man kinda
looked us over and then walked into the general store. Jenny was
in there...until he dragged her out some two minutes after he'd
He was holding her by her wrist and Jenny was struggling with
him. He was grinning. It was sort of a mean grin, if you know
what I mean. He pulled Jenny to him and kissed her hard on the
lips, didn't care that there were witnesses to what he was doing
or anything. Jenny hauled off and slapped him a good one. He just
laughed, pulled her to him again and kissed her hard again. He
then kinda gently shoved her back against the building, looked at
her for a minute...kinda gave his head a little shake as if he'd
just tasted something that agreed with him and walked back to his
car. It roared to life and he screeched out of there. Jenny
looked too stunned to be embarrassed by what just happened or to
wonder why we were all to scared to come help her. She turned
around and went back inside the store.
Weeks went by. None of us forgot what had happened to Jenny, but
we were beginning to...or pretending to forget for Jenny's sake.
Anyway, we tried to get back to normal. He came in slowly the
second time. The big black car rolled down the street less than
five mile an hour. It looked like a big panther prowling,
stalking prey. Jenny had been in our sort of post office and
didn't see the car until she'd stepped out into the street. The
minute Jenny walked out to where she could be seen, the big man
got out of his car and started following her. There were more of
us out on the street that day, more of us to watch what would
happen to poor Jenny.
She ignored the man as he walked behind her. He had a leer on his
face as he watched Jenny's full white skirt swishing over her
legs as she walked. We could tell he was talking to her, saying
things to her that shocked and disgusted her. He'd only smile,
run his fingers through her hair, try to kiss her...stuff like
that. None of us tried to help Jenny. We were too much afraid.
Jenny made it as far as the square when the big man pushed her up
against the pole of the center's one street lamp. He pinned Jenny
to the pole, forcing her against it with the weight of his body.
His hand went to Jenny's...to Jenny's crotch. She struggled. She
tried to fight back but we could see the skirt bunching in his
hands as he pulled it up.
Finally, he'd had the skirt high enough that he was able to slip
a hand under it and between Jenny's thighs. She sort of
screamed...something that sounded like "OHHHHHHHHHH!!!" and her
legs kinda squeezed together...you know, kinda like somebody
squeezes their legs together when they gotta pee real bad. The
man's hand was working at Jenny's lady works and he was kissing
and licking at Jenny's throat. We..all of us - men and women
alike - just stood there, sat there watching all of this
happening and doing nothing. His hips started humping at Jenny's
ass and his hand started stroking up and down. Jenny's eyes
closed and she seemed to stop fighting as hard as she had been.
She wrapped her arms around the pole and held on.
There was no sound except the whisper of a slight breeze and
Jenny's breathing at that light post. The man's fingers were
moving in a circular motion right over Jenny's hole I reckon.
Poor thing. I think she couldn't help but respond to it. Her hips
started rolling like she was some kind of hoochie-coochie dancer.
Her breathing got louder and louder and we could hear the man
now...growling at her. Pretty soon we heard him tell her, "C'mon,
baby! C'mon..." His hand was moving faster and harder at Jenny's
pussy and his other hand had started squeezing her titties. Jenny
started shivering as well has hip-humping until she kinda cried
out and went stiff. The man pulled her body back against him and
we saw his fingers under her panties working in and out of
Jenny's pussy. "Good girl, good girl...", he growled at Jenny
while she humped and bucked against his hand and fucking fingers.
He held onto Jenny until she stopped moving and relaxed. He
propped her back up to the pole and Jenny held on. She slid to
the ground when the man stepped back and away from her. The man
looked at us...still wearing the sunglasses...and slipped the
fingers he'd fucked Jenny with into his mouth and sucked at them.
He smiled, made that head gesture he'd made on his first
visit...as if he'd tasted something delicious, got into his big
car and rolled out of town.
We townfolk started wondering and talking amongst ourselves. Who
could that big man be and what had Jenny done to him to make him
treat her like he'd done? Jenny might have gone out town one day
without any of us seeing or knowing about it. Maybe she went into
the big city and the big man saw her, liked her and followed her
back here. Superstitious fools started saying it was some sort of
curse she must have brought down on herself. We wouldn't have
much more time for speculation. It was only a month or so before
the big man was back. We heard the car about a mile before it
came barreling down the main street. The man got out of the car
and stomped into the store. After five minutes or so, he came out
again...no Jenny. He eyed the sort of post office and stomped
over there looking for Jenny. He came out alone shortly after
The big man looked at the tavern, kinda smiled to himself as if
thinking, Jenny was too straight-laced to ever go into the
tavern. He walked over there anyway. It was empty in the
building, nobody in there except the big stranger...or so we
thought. Wasn't long before we started hearing loud noises like
wood breaking. Soon after, the big man had Jenny by the arm and
had dragged her out to the pole. Poor Jenny had tried hiding
from the big man in the tavern's restroom. Not a very good choice
of a hiding place. She was wearing a pretty yellow dress,
big-skirted, and it billowed around the both of them at the pole
while he worked on her. There were better than forty of us Seely
folks seeing it all and still, doing nothing whatsoever to put a
stop to it.
He'd ripped the top of Jenny's dress open and his head went to
her chest and sort of hovered there. Jenny's eyes were blinking
hard as she desperately tried to push the big man away. The head
was hovering over one side of Jenny's chest before moving to the
other side and hovering there. We knew he was sucking her
titties. Poor Jenny's legs kicked helplessly under her skirt.
Sometimes it would fly up and...yep, I'm ashamed to admit it, but
Jenny wasn't all that bad lookin. When that skirt would fly up,
me and some of the boys enjoyed the show. Jenny grunted and her
hands went around the man's shoulders, clawing at his back
through the black shirt he was wearing. He didn't stop, just kept
on sucking titty.
He pulled Jenny over to the general store. We thought he'd drag
her inside and finish her off in her bed, but he wasn't that
kinda guy. He backed Jenny up to the front wall of the store,
dropped to his knees before her and jerked her hips toward him
real hard. He'd buried his face in Jenny's crotch right through
her skirt. Jenny screamed raw like. She tried turning her hips
and punching at the man, but he just wrestled with her and held
her in place. He pulled her to him hard, angled his head and
pushed his nose right up between Jenny's thighs, smelling through
her skirt. I knew he'd hit vaginal paydirt when I heard Jenny go
"OOOOFF!!!" Her hands went down to try to push him away, but he
grabbed her wrists and pushed them away from his head. She tried
a second time and this time, the man grabbed the wrists and held
them. He looked at Jenny and although he was wearing those dark
glasses, the look he gave her was one that said, "You'd better
not try that again." Jenny shivered and put her hands down at her
The man lifted Jenny's skirt and pressed his face right against
her crotch now...right there in broad daylight with better than
seventy people staring at him. His head jerked and pushed at her.
We heard him groan and Jenny's whimpering. His nose was pressed
to Jenny's pussy through her panties and it was raking over it
back and forth, back and forth...smelling her. "Hot DAMN, that's
good!", he roared. Then his head started bobbing up and down.
Jenny's eyes went wide and then closed softly. Her head rolled to
and fro against the building and her skirt billowed out to the
side as the man kneeled between her parted thighs, licking her
pussy in broad daylight, with citizens watching.
Jenny started moaning loud and squirming against the building.
The man lifted one of Jenny's legs, put it over her shoulder as
if to brace her in place, angled his head and started tonguing
her deep. I heard Jenny and about four of the ladies say the same
word at the same time when we saw his tongue slide into Jenny's
pussy. They all said, "Omigawwwd." Jenny's head rolled back and
both of her hands went to the back of the big man's head. She
held it there while her hips fucked into his face, surrendering
her pussy to him. When finally Jenny uttered a loud, harsh, short
sob, we knew the bastard had licked and sucked her pussy to
orgasm. He wasn't through with Jenny. He stepped back and let the
dazed Jenny slowly fall to the sidewalk in front of the store.
While she sort of kneeled there on all fours, the man darted into
the store and immediately came back out with a bundle of clothes
He walked past Jenny and dumped the blankets and clothes on the
ground right in the center square. He then returned to Jenny,
picked her up and carried her to the mound of garments he'd just
dumped and laid her on top of it. Satisfied she'd be comfortable
enough for what he was about to do to her next, the man unzipped
his pants and unleashed the biggest damn cock I'd ever seen in my
life. Jenny moaned, "Noooooo" and then she was pushed back by the
man who mounted her quickly. Jenny's pussy hole stretched open
and swallowed that thick pole the way a snake swallows a big pig.
It stroked in and out of her slowly at first, but soon, it
started sliding in and out of Jenny easily, slick-wet with her
Jenny's legs and thighs fanned open and closed around the man's
humping, fucking hips. I remember thinking how pretty...and how
sexy...Jenny's knees were. They were grunting together everytime
the man's cock hit pussy bottom. Jenny's arms were around his
shoulders and she was holding him like a lover. The man's hands
were under Jenny's ass, cupping the cheeks. He'd worked one
finger into Jenny's asshole and was thrusting it in and out of
her in perfect rhythm with his cunt-fucking cock. Jenny started
cumming and cumming hard. "OhhhhNOOOOO!!!", she screamed. "It's
GOOD!!! NO! NO! NOOOO!!!" The man's heavy voice chimed in.
"SHIT!! Good pussy!!!! Damn Good Pussy!!!". He sounded like a
lion in heat. Jenny's body shuddered and went limp. The man
fucked into her prone body for another ten strokes or so and then
came in Jenny's poor pussy. He grabbed her face, started licking
all over it like a big ol' sheepdog, before kissing her in the
mouth. Jenny looked like she was unconscious.
The man stood up, pulled his pants up and looked at all of us
with a sneer on his face. Jenny simply lay there, her thighs wide
apart, and her skirt pushed up under her naked
titties...everybody in town looking at her pretty pink business
leaking with the white cream of her rapist's cum. The man bent
down, gently picked Jenny up and put her over his shoulder. Her
head and arms dangled helplessly as he carried her body to the
big black car. He put Jenny into the passenger's seat as gently
as a parent would seat their infant. He fastened her seat belt
and then walked to the driver's side of the car. He looked at us
all one more time, complete disdain for all of us showing on his
face. He got into the car, closed the door and slowly drove out
of town with our Jenny. It's been two years now and we haven't
seen hide nor hair of her since.