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 To Be Young, Kinky & Black (M/g, M/f, f/g, oral, menstruation, anal, ws,
scat) - Part 2 by Coproman

   (To Multifacet* [Thanks for the idea!] & Vanessa [Thanks for the help!])



   A week had passed since my encounter with Tamika, my twelve-year-old
upstairs neighbor.  Not that I hadn't seen her.  She had since returned to
my apartment to finish watching her videotape (so she could complete her
school report), had come back two days later to watch a movie on my
big-screen TV, and just yesterday had borrowed a couple of my
"non-self-incriminating" porno tapes, which she returned this morning.  I
didn't expect to see or hear from her again anytime soon, so I was
surprised when the phone rang and it was her.

   "Hey," she said.  "I wanna show you somethin'.  Can I come back down?"

   "Sure, no problem," I said.

   "Good.  See you in a little bit."

   When Tamika hung up, I just stood there for a moment, still holding the
receiver.  I couldn't tell from her voice if she was making a social visit
or if she had sex in mind.  In fact, since the day we'd had our kinky
sexual encounter, she had never even mentioned it, not even when she'd
returned my tapes earlier, and I had begun to wonder if she now regretted
what we'd done.  By the time I heard the doorbell ring, I had resolved to
ask her about this.  I needed to know exactly where things stood with us.

   But as soon as I opened the door, I again experienced what I did every
time I saw Tamika: An instant erection and a fogged-up brain.  There was
something hypnotizing about her flawless light skin, her braided blonde
extensions, and her knockout of a body; and when she smiled on top of all
that--those sensual, inviting light-brown eyes glinting as she flashed her
perfect white teeth--it took every ounce of mental strength for me to
remember my own name, much less what I wanted to talk to her about.  She
was wearing her usual tight top, snug shorts and running shoes, but since
this morning she had changed from an all-black to an all-red outfit.

   "Hi, again," she said cheerfully, and I barely had time to return her
greeting when she pushed past me and headed for the bedroom.  As I followed
her, I could see the waistband of her black panties peeking out just above
the top of her low-riding shorts, which hugged her bubble butt so tightly I
swore the seams would split.  Since she was wearing underwear, I figured
whatever she had to show me probably didn't involve sex.  But the last
couple of times she'd visited, she had not been wearing underwear and
hadn't gone anywhere near the bedroom.  These seemingly mixed signals were
confusing, so I decided to just follow her lead.

   Once we were in the bedroom, Tamika turned and just stood there looking
at me with her arms folded and an odd expression on her face.

   "What's the matter?" I asked.

   "Ohh, nothing," she said.  "I'm just tryin' to decide if I really wanna
show you what I was thinkin' about showin' you."

   I smirked.  "What could you possibly show me that I haven't already
seen?"

   Tamika smirked back at me and said, "This."

   Immediately the girl unbuttoned her shorts.  When she pulled them down,
I noticed right away that her panties seemed to be a bit bulkier than
before, as if she'd suddenly grown this huge bush of pubic hair.  As she
stepped out of them, I spotted the sanitary napkin.  It was thin, with a
small reddish-brown streak staining the absorbent white fabric inside it.
And there, between Tamika's smooth tapered thighs, hung a little white
string.

   "See?" she said, loooking up at me.

   I smiled.  "Congratulations.  You're now officially a woman.  So when
did you start?"

   "Today, believe it or not.  It came down not too long after I left here.
Thank God I was wearing black shorts, 'cause I was outside on my way to the
store when I felt it.  I turned around, ran right back upstairs and told my
mother.  I think she went a little overboard with the pad AND the tampon,
but she said it was better to be safe than sorry."

   "So how does it feel?"

   "Messy.  And, of course, I'm horny as hell, now, but my girlfriend told
me that would happen."

   "What else did she say?"

   "She said guys don't wanna have nothin' to do with you when you on your
period.  But I said to myself, I betcha I know one guy who won't mind."

   I smiled.  This little minx knew me too fucking well.  "You mean they
won't even fuck you up the butt?"

   "Not according to my girlfriend.  She asked her man to put it in her
ass, and he told her she smelled too bad in FRONT to do her in BACK!  So
after she said that, I didn't even bother goin' 'round any of my
boyfriends."

   "But you figured it was okay to come around me?"

   She smiled lovingly at me--damn near making me melt--and cooed, "Well,
that's 'cause you're different."

   "Different how?"

   "Lemme see," she said, folding her arms and looking up at the ceiling as
she pretended to think about it.  "A FREAK!" she finally shouted out, her
eyes stretched wide open as she stared at me.

   "Well, suppose I told you that a female on her period is the most
disgusting thing I can imagine.  What would you say then?"

   I watched as Tamika's smile vanished and she looked at me as if I'd
stabbed her in the heart.  "For real?"

   "No," I chuckled.  "Gotcha!"

   "I knew you was fuckin' with me," she said, her face relaxing again.

   "Speaking of fucking with you, why don't you lie back on the bed and put
your knees up, so I can check you out."

   She smiled again, adding a naughty little twist to her lips, and
proceeded to pull off her top, her blonde extensions dancing wildly until
it was off her head and her cute little tits bounced into view.  Now
completely in the buff, she just stood there watching me look at her for
several seconds before assuming the position on my bed.  I wasted no time
throwing off my robe and crawling between Tamika's propped-up legs to get a
nice closeup look at her twat.

   "Damn," she said, "I feel like I'm gettin' a fuckin' OB-GYN exam."

   "Wellll," I said, "I don't think your gynecologist ever examined you the
way I'm going to."

   First I just stared at her pussy.  It looked pretty much the way it had
when I'd eaten her a week before--smooth, light-skinned and hairless.  The
only difference was that intrusive white string hanging out of it.  I
pressed my nose against the slit it emerged from and sniffed.  While Tamika
may have looked the same down there, she certainly didn't smell the same.
Instead of the light fragrance of young-girl pussy, a strong, pungent odor
wafted out of her, an odor that might indeed have offended me had it been
coming from anyone else.  But the idea that it was radiating out of the
body of this gorgeous pre-teen vixen made all the difference in the world,
and far from being repulsed, I savored the powerful new smell.

   Tamika flinched then gasped as I pressed my lips over her pussy and
began to gently lap at her, sucking up the small traces of her bloody
discharge.

   "I knew you was gonna eat me," she said softly.  "I knew you was
different from all them guys my girlfriend was talkin' 'bout."

   "Wait a minute," I said, edging back.  "This thing is in my way."

   Spreading open her pussy lips apart, I lowered my head again and caught
the string of the tampon between my teeth, pulling it taut.  I then slowly
pulled my head back, keeping my focus on the bullet-shaped wad of material
as it gradually emerged from her twat.  Finally it popped out, causing
Tamika to gasp.  Taking the string out of my mouth, I held it up, and both
Tamika and I stared at the tampon as it dangled in the air.  It was short,
only about an inch and a half long, and all but the part closest to the
string was stained a dark red.

   "Damn," Tamika said.  "I'm gonna need a fuckin' transfusion after this
shit."

   I brought the saturated tampon close to my nose and sniffed its strong
aroma.  Then, with it still dangling in my face, I smiled at Tamika (who
was wearing what seemed like a permanent frown), opened my mouth, and,
before allowing myself to think about what I was doing, lowered it inside.

   "Ewwwwww!" the girl responded, now frowning more deeply than ever.

   When I bit down on the tampon, I was surprised.  Since I had never done
this before, I had no idea just how absorbent the material was, so I wasn't
prepared for the sudden burst of blood in my mouth.  I couldn't tell
exactly how much there was, but it was much more than I'd expected, and the
sharp taste and acrid smell caught me off guard.  But I just reminded
myself of what was happening: This was a cute twelve-year-old girl's first
period--a sign of her new womanhood--and I was actually getting to taste
it; and with that simple reality check, my libido quickly took center stage
again.  Not only did I slurp down the sticky wet contents of the tampon, I
actually chewed it up afterwards.  When I finally pulled it out of my
mouth--still holding it by the string--it was nothing more than a flat,
pale-pink lump.

   Staring at the chewed-up material, Tamika, her mouth now open in
disbelief, just shook her head.  "I think there's somethin' seriously wrong
with you." Then she smiled and added, "But whatever it is, I like it."

   After tossing the ruined tampon on the floor, I was about to go back to
eating the girl when she suddenly sat up.

   "I wanna ride your face," she announced.

   "Sure, no problem," I said, and I turned over on my back.

   Tamika got up and lithely swung her leg over my torso, then shuffled
forward until her thighs were framing my head.  Right before planting her
pussy on my mouth, she looked down at me, smiled, and again shook her head.

   "Bob, you are truly one of a fuckin' kind."

   She then sat on my face and I poked my tongue back in her bloody box,
while holding on to her smooth ass cheeks.  At first the girl just gyrated
her hips, rubbing her cunt lips all over my mouth, smearing it with her
sticky discharge.  Then, as she got more and more excited, she started
bucking her hips, her slippery gash sliding back and forth over my lips and
chin, covering them with pussy juice and blood.  My mouth was still
slightly ajar as she did this, with just the tip of my tongue sticking out,
and I could feel her enlarged clit continually bumping against the end of
my nose.

   "Oh, yeah!  Oh, yeah!" Tamika sighed.  "Take it!  Take it!"

   Soon Tamika was humping my head so hard that I was a little afraid that
she might break my nose.  But the idea that she was letting go so
completely--focusing solely on achieveing her orgasm, without any regard
for what I might be going through--was also a tremendous turn on, enabling
me to endure the rough treatment.  Suddenly the twelve-year-old jerked
sharply, as if an electric shock had passed through her, and pressed her
pussy tightly over my open mouth.

   "Oh, fuck!  Oh, fuck!  I'm comin'!" she cried, and her whole body began
to shake, while her pussy spamsed and a brackish fluid jetted into my
throat.  I swallowed it then wormed my tongue as far up inside her young
cunt as I could, savoring the strange combination of pre-orgasm juice,
period blood, and come.

   Afterwards, Tamika just continued to sit on my face.  Seconds later, I
felt her vaginal muscles flexing and, right away, a warm stream began to
pour into my mouth, completing the full range of bodily fluids available to
me from the girl's pussy.

   "Shit, that feels good," Tamika said, as her piss gushed down my throat.
"I been needin' to go ever since I was upstairs, but I held it 'cause I
wanted to do the same thing to you that lady on the tape did."

   Hearing her say that, as I guzzled down her urine, made me even hornier
than I already was, and I was eager to bust my nut in any opening the
twelve-year-old offered me.  But first things first, and I swallowed what
seemed like a gallon of Tamika's pre-teen piss before her flow began to dry
up.  Finally, her bladder almost empty, I felt the girl flexing her vaginal
muscles, squirting the last of her pee into my sucking mouth.  I was about
to stick my tongue back inside her to lick out whatever remaining drops
there were, but before I could do so, she lifted herself off my face, swung
her leg across my head, and flopped onto her back.

   I immediately got up and mounted her, placing the head of my super-hard
dick just inside her pussy lips while staring directly into her light-brown
eyes.  She stared right back at me with the most innocent expression I'd
ever seen.  It was as though she had suddenly lost five years and become
this naive seven-year-old, peering up at me with apprehension, yet trusting
me to take charge and do to her whatever I thought she needed.  For a
moment I hesitated, but my horniess go the better of me and, bracing
myself, I thrust forward.

   "Fuck!" Tamika cried out, as I broke through her hymen.  "I can't
believe I just let you do that."

   I smiled as I continued to look down at her.  "Just think of it as
opening up new territory for your boyfriends."

   She smiled back.  "You just better not get me fuckin' pregnant."

   Then I felt her body relax, and I pushed the rest of my shaft inside
her, causing her to moan.  It had been many years ago, not since I myself
was a teenager, that I'd last taken a girl's virginity, and it had never
been a girl this young or this beautiful.  On top of all that, this was the
only girl I knew of who had started her period, had someone eat it, and
lost her virginity all on the SAME DAY.  So I just lay there for several
moments, luxuriating in the whole experience while enjoying the throbbing
of her tight, newly penetrated passage.

   Finally I began to fuck Tamika, beginning by slowly pulling out of her
ruptured opening.  When only the head remained inside her I propped myself
up a little higher then looked underneath, so I could see my dick.  It was
streaked with blood, but I couldn't tell how much of it was from breaking
her hyman and how much was left over from her period.  As I eased it back
inside the twelve-year-old, I watched her face to see if I was causing her
any pain.  When I was back up inside her to my balls and her relaxed
expression never changed, I figured she was okay, so I proceeded to pull
out of her again.  In that very short time, she had secreted so much
pre-orgasm fluid that I was easily able to stroke back into her, and in no
time I was giving the twelve-year-old her first official hump.

   "Oh, yeah, Bob," she sighed.  "Fuck me.  This my first time, so I want
you to fuck me good."

   I too wanted to make this first fuck memorable for her, so memorable
that no other guy who ever fucked her from this point on would ever make
her feel as good as I was making her feel right now.  With this in mind, I
hooked my arms around Tamika's legs and began to drive my dick into her
even harder, our bodies rhythmically slapping together as I banged her
pre-teen box.  Again I stared down at her face; her eyes were half-closed
and she winced a little each time I slammed into her, but she also
repeatedly whispered, "Fuck me, fuck me," as if it were a mantra.

   The sheer excitement of this virgin fuck prevented me from making it
last as long as I wanted, and before I could stop it, my orgasm was upon
me. After pounding her pussy a little longer, I crammed my cock all the way
inside the girl then lay trembling on top of her, while hugging her smooth
young body as close to me as I could.

   "Unngh!  Unngh!  I'm coming!" I panted.  "Take it all in that virgin
cunt!

   "Yeah, Bob!  Gimme that come!  Fill me up with it!"

   And it seemed as if that was exactly what my dick was trying to do, as
it almost took on a life of its own, throbbing over and over, spitting one
heavy stream after another into the recesses of Tamika's pre-teen body,
sending millions of sperm cells surging into a place where no male's seed
had ever before ventured.  This went on for the next several seconds before
I finally emptied my balls inside the twelve-eyar-old and my cock began to
wilt.

   "God, that was good," I sighed, still holding the girl in my arms. 
After a while I pulled back far enough to look into her face again.  Her
eyes were closed and she was moaning lightly.  Impulsively I kissed her,
and even though I'm sure there were traces of blood and piss on my tongue,
she didn't resist as I explored her mouth with it.  When we finally broke
apart, I continued to kiss Tamika--on her chin, along her neck, over both
of her breasts (focusing briefly on her nipples), then down her torso, into
her belly button, across her hairless pubic area and, finally, on her
pussy, from which my semen was already leaking.

   "So now that you filled me up with it, you gonna suck it all right back
out again, hunh?" Tamika quietly asked.

   "Mm-hm," I responded, my upper lips already attached to her lower ones.

   "In other words, you gonna make sure NONE of them bad boys is up in
there long enough to get me pregnant, right?"

   "Mm-hm," I said again, this time with a chuckle, as I began to lick my
come out of her.

   I was lapping up the last of my sperm when I heard some bumping noises
overhead and some faint voices.  Tamika bolted up and craned her neck,
listening.  A few seconds later, I heard a slightly more distinct voice
call out "Meeka!"

   "That's Ma," said Tamika, as she hopped off the bed and began picking up
her clothes.  "I didn't tell her I was goin' out, so I better get back
upstairs before she start lookin' for me."

   Fishing around in the pocket of her shorts, Tamika came up with a fresh
tampon.  I watched in fascination as she removed it from the package,
propped her foot up on my bed and, after a bit of trial and error, inserted
it into her vagina.  She then put her panties back on--the stained pad
still in the seat--and wiggled back into her tight red shorts.  Still
topless, she motioned for me to come over.  When I did, she lifted one tit
then the other, and I gently sucked each erect nipple.  She then pulled
away from me, slipped into her bra and top and, after giving me a peck on
the lips, grabbed my arm and pulled me with her to the front door. 
Unlocking the series of locks then checking to make sure no one was in the
hallway outside, I opened the door and Tamika dashed out, heading for the
stairwell.  As usual I followed her beautiful bubble butt as she moved away
from me before I closed and relocked the door.  I then smiled and thought,
Well, now I know I'll see her at least once a month.

   ************************************************

   Two days later, while I was still basking in the afterglow of eating
Tamika's period, drinking her piss and taking her virginity, she called me.


   "Hey.  I have to tell you somethin' but I don't wanna say it on the
phone.  Can I come down?"

   "Sure, no problem," I said.

   Five minutes later my doorbell rang and Tamika, this time dressed all in
purple, sashayed in.  I followed her as she walked to the living room,
plopped down on the sofa, and motioned for me to sit beside her.

   "So what's up?" I asked.

   After hesitating, Tamika took a deep breath then looked at me and said,
"I told my girlfriend about you."

   "Uh oh," I replied, as my heart began to beat faster.

   "No, no, don't worry," she said.  "I know I said I wouldn't tell nobody,
but me and her be tellin' each other everything, and she's cool.  She don't
be runnin' her mouth like some of them other girls I know.  Besides, I HAD
to tell her."

   "And why was that?"

   "'Cause when I told her I knew a guy who would do what she said guys
wouldn't, she told me I was bullshittin'."

   Now my heart began to beat even faster.  "You mean, you told her
about--"

   "Yeah.  But, like I said, I HAD to, 'cause she swore I was makin' it up.
But wait a minute.  I didn't get to the best part, yet."

   "You mean there's MORE?"

   She giggled.  "Yeah, but you'll like this part: She said if the guy I
was talkin' about really existed and ate her while she was on her period,
she'd let him fuck her up her butt.  So I made a bet with her."

   Now I felt my heart beating faster than ever, not from fear but from
horniness.

   "So what do you say?" she asked.  "Will you do it?"

   I came back to my senses and stared at her.  "You wouldn't mind if I did
that to her?"

   "Nah.  As long as she don't get stupid and be tryin' to come 'round here
when I ain't here, I'll be fine."

   "So you're saying you wanna BE here while we're doin' it?"

   "Of course!" she said, apparently surprised that I would even ask.  "I
gotta make sure she hold up her end of the bet.  Shit, she might let you
eat her, NOT give you no butt, then swear she DID when she see me."

   "But if you can't trust her with something like that, what makes you
think you can trust her not to tell?"

   She smiled again.  "Don't worry.  Like I said, she's cool.  It's just
that she don't like losin' no bets.  But she damn sure gonna lose this
one."

   The very thought of having my head thrust between the legs of a
fourteen-year-old girl, sucking up her period, while her twelve-year-old
friend watched, then fucking her up the ass was making me extra-horny. 
But, feeling particularly devilish, I decided to fuck with Tamika's head
again, so I said, "You're assuming an awful lot.  What makes you so sure
I'm gonna eat her nasty little period pussy?"

   "Shit," she laughed.  "I'm not even worried about that."

   "Why not?"

   "'Cause, believe me, when you see the booty on that girl, you'll do
ANYthing to get your dick in it."

   "Is it as nice as yours?"

   "No, but I'll admit it comes in a close second."

   "Hmmm...," I responded, trying to imagine exactly what that meant; then,
"So when's all this supposed to happen?"

   "Prob'ly in, like, a week or so.  That's usually when her time of the
month is."

   "Well, just be sure to let me know a day or so ahead of time, so I can
make plans to be home, okay?"

   She smiled.  "Like you always say, Bob--'No problem.'"

   ************************************************

   For the next several days, all I could think of was eating her friend's
bloody snatch while Tamika watched.  I was just hoping that her friend,
whose name was Shaquana, was somewhere in the same neighborhood as Tamika
in the looks department.  Knowing the tendency of some good-looking girls
to surround themselves with friends who are not-so-good-looking, I was
genuinely afraid of what she might look like.  But Tamika insisted that I'd
seen her before--since she lived in the building next door and was always
among the group of girls that Tamika hung out with--and that I'd like her.

   Finally I got the call I'd been waiting for.  Tamika asked if I could be
available the next day at around 3:30, after school let out.  When I said
that I could, she told me to wait a minute, upon which I heard some muffled
tittering.  That's when I realized that Shaquana was with her, and that
Tamika had covered the mouthpiece of the phone while confirming with her
the details of our get-together.  Then, after more giggling, someone said,
"Okay, we'll see you tomorrow," but I don't think it was Tamika.

   Shaquana turned out to be a lot cuter than I thought she would be.  In
fact, when I opened the door, I was surprised to see that the two girls
resembled each other enough to be sisters.  At fourteen, Shaquana was
slightly taller and a shade darker than Tamika, but their facial features
were remarkably similar.  And while their asses were probably about the
same size, Shaquana's seemed larger on her thinner frame.  The only major
difference between the teen and the pre-teen was that Shaquana seemed to be
a little less "coordination-conscious," as she was dressed simply in a pair
of tight faded blue jeans and a red tee-shirt, while Tamika wore a royal
blue warmup suit with a pair of white stripes running down the arms of the
jacket and the legs of the pants.  Also, instead of hair extensions,
Shaquana had short dreadlocks, which sat on her head like a fuzzy black
mop. As I looked at the two girls, standing in the doorway wearing their
school backpacks, it suddenly occurred to me that even if I combined their
ages, I'd still have to add a year for them to equal my age!  But this
realization just made me crave this encounter all the more, and I couldn't
help smiling as I told Shaquana how pleased I was to meet her and invited
the girls in.

   With Tamika leading the way, we didn't even make it to the bedroom
before Shaquana asked, "So did you really do what Tamika said you did, or
was she just lyin'?"

   "Damn, Girl!" Tamika said, before I could answer.  "Can't you at least
wait till we get all the way inside before you start askin' him a bunch of
questions?"

   "Well, shit, I wanna know for sure.  That's why I'm askin' him, 'cause I
know you be makin' shit up, sometime."

   Tamika stopped walking and turned around to face me.  "Bob, will you
please tell this silly girl that what I told her is true, before I have to
knock her in her head?"

   When Shaquana looked at me, I nodded.  "Yep, it's true," I admitted,
glancing at her then focusing on Tamika again.

   "And please tell her you gonna do the same thing to her," Tamika added.

   "Yep, that's true too, but only if she keeps up her end of the bargain."
I turned to face Shaquana again.  "You will, won't you?"

   The fourteen-year-old smiled and said, "If you really suck that mess
down there--and I don't mean just flickin' your tongue over it; I mean
EATIN' it--I promise to give you all the booty you can handle."

   I didn't think it possible for the erection I already had to get
stiffer, but when she said that, the big, hard lump in my pants got even
bigger and harder, and I was aching to free it.

   When we walked in the bedroom, both girls took off their backpacks,
chucked them in the corner, then casually began to undress, as if being
here to have sex was part of their everyday after-school routine.  As I
pulled off my tee shirt, I watched lustfully as Shaquana did likewise,
revealing a black bra, which embraced a healthy set of teenaged jugs, then
shimmied out of her jeans, freeing her ample pantied ass.  I could clearly
see her sanitary napkin through the sheer material of her underwear, and I
noticed right away that it was a lot bulkier than Tamika's had been.  At
this point, she seemed a little uncertain about going further, but when she
saw me unbuckling my pants and realized that Tamika had already taken off
all her clothes and was standing butt naked beside her, she took off her
bra and cautiously lowered her panties.

   I tried to hide my gasp when Shaquana uncovered her young snatch:
Instead of a thin reddish-brown streak, there was a huge dark red splotch
on the part of the pad that had been pressing against her pussy, and there
was a coating of blood on her labia.  Then I got a whiff of her, and right
away I could understand why Shaquana's boyfriend didn't want to be around
her when she was "on the rag," because she had a much stronger odor than
Tamika did, like the smell of a mature woman.

   "I decided not to wear a tampon," the teenager explained, when she saw
me staring at her crotch.  "Just in case she WAS tellin' the truth about
you, I didn't want nothin' suckin' it up.  I wanted to see if you'd still
be willing to go down on me."

   As I continued to focus on Shaquana's smelly cunt, a part of me wanted
to back out of my commitment.  At the same time, the pure filthiness of
eating her while she was in this condition appealed to the freak in me, and
I also kept remembering the pot of gold that awaited me at the end of this
menstrual rainbow: Shaquana's bubble butt.  Knowing that Tamika would be
watching the whole sordid operation also helped to convince me to stick
with the plan, no matter how disgusting the act turned out to be.

   "You still gonna do it, right?" Tamika asked, noticing that I hadn't
jumped between Shaquana's legs like I'd done with her.

   "Of course," I said, forcing a smile as I came up with an explanation
for my hesitation.  "I'm just trying to decide what position she should be
in so you can see everything.  Why don't you spread that towel on the bed;
then she can just lie back with her knees up and her legs open, like you
did."

   The two naked girls exchanged a conspiratorial glance right before
Tamika retrieved the towel and Shaquana turned around to watch her lay it
on the bed.  And as my gaze shifted from the teenager's pussy to her smooth
light-brown ass, I saw a drop of blood fall from between her
legs--seemingly in slow motion--and soak into the carpet; and for some
reason this excited me, reigniting my desire to suck the place where that
drop of blood had fallen from.

   Tamika was the first to get on the bed, assuming a position on her hands
and knees off to the side of the towel she had just spread out.  Shaquana
then sat on the towel with her knees up and her legs open, exactly the way
Tamika had a week ago, allowing me to make a direct comparison between the
two girls.  From a pair of smooth, light-skinned thighs, spread apart with
a white string hanging out of a clean slit between them, I was now facing a
pair of smooth, duskier thighs, spread apart with a bloody, oozing gash
between them.  I decided to do what I'd done when I'd bitten into Tamika's
tampon--just go for it without thinking.  So, taking a deep breath, I got
up on the bed, held on to the teenager's thighs and thrust my face into her
twat.

   "Shit!" Shaquana responded, shivering as my tongue slithered inside her.
"Yeah!  DO your nasty thing!  It feel so GOOD!"

   The smell and taste of her period inundated me, as my tongue sloshed
through her slippery discharge.  Not only was her flow both heavier and
thicker than Tamika's, I also found myself sucking little clumps of
coagulated blood out of her snatch, as if I were eating the aftermath of a
miscarriage instead of just a normal period.  But that very thought sent my
perverted libido into overdrive, and I was soon sucking her all the harder,
actually eager to swallow all of these waste products of her young womb.

   "Yeah!" Shaquana moaned, now squirming all over the bed.  "Suck that
blood outta my fuckin' pussy!  Fuckin' vampire!"

   As I continued to agressively slurp Shaquana's snatch, I was able to get
glimpses of Tamika's face hovering just above the teenager's leg.  She was
apparently fingering herself as she watched us, because she was panting and
her face was contorted, making her look like she was right on the verge of
sneezing.  I expected her to shout some words of encouragement to either me
or Shaquana, but she was obviously too caught up in trying to achieve her
own orgasm to be anything other than an observer right now.

   I refocused all my attentions on Shaquana.  Having already gotten used
to the way she smelled and tasted, and after swallowing what seemed like a
pint or more of her period blood, I locked my arms around her thighs, to
keep her from moving around so much, and sealed my lips to her slit.  Then
I really went to work on her, sliding my mouth up and down and swabbing my
tongue over her swollen clit.  It didn't take long for my actions to
produce their desired effect.

   "Shit!!" Shaquana suddenly cried, now humping her crotch in my face. 
"I'm comin'!  Eat it, Bob!  Don't stop!  Suck ALL that fuckin' shit outta
me!"

   Immediately the teenager's entire body began to quake, and I had to hold
on tight to keep my mouth pressed against her pussy.  While she didn't
squirt the way her younger friend did, she released about the same amount
of come, which spilled out of her spasming opening, filling my mouth and
dousing my tongue with a tangy flavor very different from the taste of her
blood.

   Only seconds later I heard, "Oh, fuck!  Oh, fuck!  I'm comin'!" followed
by a familiar shrill moan.  I looked up and over Shaquana's thigh to see
Tamika, her head thrown back, shaking all over.

   As both girls recovered from their orgasms, I pulled my face from
between Shaquana's legs, got up, and looked in the mirror on the back of my
bedroom door.  What I saw startled me: Dark red blood was smeared all over
my lips, my chin, even my nose.  I looked like a lion that had just
finished gnawing on freshly killed prey.  Then I stuck out my tongue and
saw that it too was covered with blood.  A wave of nausea began to rise up
in me until I looked past my image at the sight of the girls sprawled out
on my bed and realized how much pleasure I'd just given both of them, after
which I smiled, wiped as much blood as I could off my face, and sucked it
off my fingers.  I turned around just in time to see Tamika prop her head
up on her arm and, smiling, look over at Shaquana.

   "So was I lyin' or tellin' the truth?"

   Shaquana, still breathing heavily with her eyes closed, just shook her
head.  "Girl, I don't know where the hell you found him at, but if you ever
decide you don't want him no more, be sure to let me know." She sighed
slowly.  "I don't remember EVER havin' a orgasm like that before.  That
shit was fuckin' intense."

   I tried to hide my smile from Tamika, but when she turned to see my
reaction to Shaquana's words, she caught me.  "Ah, ha--yeah, I see that!"
she teased.  "Now you proud of yourself, ain't you?"

   "What's goin' on?" asked Shaquana, opening her eyes.

   "He smilin' like a motherfucker, that's what.  That's why you
shouldn't've said nothin' about how good it was, 'cause all you did was
soup him up."

   Now I was openly laughing, right along with the girls, until Shaquana,
after glancing at her pre-teen friend, stared at me while pursing her lips,
a cat-that-ate-the-canary look on her face.

   "Hey, Bob."

   "Yeah?"

   "Tamika told me somethin' else about you, you know."

   "What?" I asked.

   "Quan!" Tamika yelled, trying to shut her up.

   "No, I wanna know if that's true too," said Shaquana.  "She said
you...you know...like...when she had to go to the bathroom.  She said you
ate it.  You really did that?"

   I stared at Tamika, who looked back at me sheepishly.  "Somebody has a
REALLY big mouth."

   "So you mean it's TRUE?" the fourteen-year-old asked, her eyes stretched
wide open in surprise.

   I hesitated, then said, "It might be.  But it'll only definitely be true
if it stays in this room and I don't hear it all out in the street
tomorrow."

   "Damn!" said Shaquana.  "That's some freaky fuckin' shit!"

   "I told you," said Tamika.

   Shaquana was quiet for a moment, as if mulling something over in her
head; then she asked, "So...you'll do that for me too?"

   I paused then said, "Only if Tamika agrees to it."

   Tamika sucked her teeth.  "Shit, Girl, you greedy!  I told you I
wouldn't mind if he ate your period, but I ain' said nothin' about you
takin' a shit in his mouth."

   "But I gotta go, Girlfriend, and since he like to do that, I figured I
could just go in his mouth while you watch.  Then, like you said, it'll
make it easier for him to fuck my ass after."

   I turned to Tamika.  "So you told her that too, huh?"

   Again the twelve-year-old just smiled sheepishly without answering me.
Finally she looked at Shaquana and said, "Okay, Quan, you can do it, but
just this once.  I don't want you comin' over here every time you gotta
doo-doo, you hear?"

   "Yeah, I hear you.  I promise not to wear out my welcome.  So where we
gonna do it at, in here or in the bathroom?"

   "Right here is good," I said, and I proceeded to stretch out, face up,
on the big plastic mat that lay at the foot of my bed.  Facing my feet,
Shaquana eagerly stood astride my body, and Tamika instructed her on
exactly where and how far down to squat to make sure that her anus was
aimed directly over my mouth.  When she was sure the teenager was properly
poised, Tamika announced that the teenager was "good to go" and got down on
her hands and knees right next to us, bending down low and cocking her head
to the side, as she attempted to get the best vantage point possible.

   As Shaquana settled herself over my face, I heard her mutter, "I can't
believe I'm doin' this fuckin' shit." But, whether she believed it or not,
she had apparently made up her mind to see it through, because that ass
didn't seem to be going anywhere.  For the next several seconds, I watched
her asshole pucker over and over again as she strained to move her bowels.
After a while, though, she lifted up a little and looked down at me through
her legs.

   "I can't get started," she said.  "I'm gonna need some help."

   "Okay," I said, and my heart began to race, because I understood exactly
what kind of "help" she was talking about.  I pulled down on her thighs,
signalling her to lower her ass again, lifted my head, and began to suck
her anus in preparation.  As my tongue repeatedly brushed against her turd,
I could feel my cock getting harder, which was another important part of
preparing to help her.

   "Lift up some, Girl," said Tamika.  "I can't see."

   "Don't worry; you ain't missin' nothin'.  He's just makin' sure I'm
ready."

   It wasn't until then that Tamika realized what the two of us were
preparing to do, and even from my position on the floor, I could see her
mouth drop open in surprise.

   "You mean you gonna let him stick it up your butt when you still gotta
take a shit?!"

   "I can't help it, Girlfriend.  The only way it's gonna come out is if he
goes in.  So do me a favor and lube up his dick for me." But when Tamika
reached for my jar of Vaseline, Shaquana said, "No, Girlfriend, just use
your mouth." Five seconds later, I shuddered and moaned as my cock was
enveloped in a warm, wet pocket.

   "Yeah, suck that dick," cooed Shaquana.  "Get it good and wet for my
butt."

   I wouldn't call Tamika an expert at sucking dick, but she wasn't bad,
and my cock responded immediately to her attentiveness, as she swathed it
with spit.

   "Okay, Girlfriend, that's good," Shaquana said, and she moved from her
position over my face and got down on her hands and knees in front of me.
Bending low so that her ass stuck up high behind her, she turned her head
back and simply said, "Okay, do it."

   Pulling myself from beneath Shaquana, I quickly mounted the
fourteen-year-old.  I was so excited about fucking the girl's shit-filled
ass that I had to take a deep breath to hold myself back from ramming my
cock inside her.  Afterwards I carefully held on to the shaft of my
super-hard cock and pushed the head against her bulging anus, while Tamika,
crouching nearby, stared wide-eyed.  With just a little pressure, it popped
right inside, causing the teenager to moan.  I could feel her turd
immediately.  My dick was nosing directly into it, spreading it out while
pushing it back up her anal canal.  I was now holding on tightly to
Shaquana's hips, and I could feel her body trembling as my rock-hard cock
sank deeper and deeper into her shit-clogged rectum.

   "Stick it all the way in there, Bob!" Tamika encouraged me, her face now
only inches away from my penetration point.  "Push that shit right back up
her fuckin' ass!"

   "Shit!" Shaquana suddenly yelled out.  "It feels like my fuckin' guts
are gonna burst!"

   I continued my slow, steady descent into her bowels until I was inside
her up to my balls.

   "Oh, fuck!  He did it!" Tamika said, amazed.  "It's all the way up your
ass!"

   "Good," grunted Shaquana.  "Now just wait a minute then fuck me hard and
fast, but don't come, 'cause I still wanna give you what's in there, okay?"

   "Sure, no problem," I gasped.

   Adjusting my position, I just lay on top of the fourteen-year-old,
relishing not on the steady pulsating of her tight anal tunnel but also the
strange new sensation of my dick ensheathed in a load of warm shit.  After
a couple of minutes, I slowly pulled back until only the head of my dick
remained inside Shaquana's asshole.  Glancing down, I saw that my whole
shaft was coated with light-brown shit, and just as I noted this, a
powerful odor rose up, causing Tamika to retreat from her up-close
position.

   "God, Girl!" Tamika said, fanning the air.  "You stink!"

   But for me, the smell of Shaquana's shit was stimulating, making me even
hornier than I already was.  Inhaling it deeply, I roughly shoved my
schlong back up her ass, making her yelp.  I then began to fuck her exactly
the way she'd asked--hard and fast, my balls slapping against her gaping
cunt and my pole making a kind of "splooshing" sound as it plunged into her
poop, softening it up so she could feed it to me.

   "Fuck my shitty ass!" Shaquana cried.  "Stir my fuckin' turds!"

   After only a few minutes of "quick-sticking" Shaquana, I felt my orgasm
approaching, so on my next out-stroke, I pulled all the way of the
fourteen-year-old's asshole, dragging a small piece of shit out as well,
which plopped onto the floor.  There was also a big chunk of turd sticking
to the crown of my dick, and Tamika frowned as she watched me scoop it off,
pop it into my mouth and swallow it.  I then stretched out on the floor,
and Shaquana, without saying a word, simply crawled over and again squatted
over my face.

   This time the young teenager had no problem doing her business, for the
moment she was in position, her super-relaxed asshole blossomed open and a
light-brown, semi-soft turd gushed out, plopping thickly into my open
mouth. Indeed, it was coming out so fast that I could barely keep up with
it.  Fortunately, it was now soft enough for me to swallow without much
chewing, so I just kept my mouth open and gulped, forcing big blobs of shit
down my throat.

   "Yeah, eat that nasty shit, Bob!" said Tamika.  "Show my girlfriend what
a fuckin' freak you are!" (And while I couldn't see her, I could tell by
the shakiness of her speech that she was probably fingering herself again
as she watched us.)

   As I continued to scoff down Shaquana's bowel movement, I could feel
something wet hitting my chin.  At first I thought it was piss, but its
consistency was too thick.  That's when I realized that it was leftover
blood dripping out of Shaquana's pussy.  This made me so horny that I could
feel my dick and balls straining with tension; I was desperate for relief.

   Before Shaquana even finished shitting, and before I finished swallowing
what she'd dumped in my mouth, I pushed her off my face.  As she fell
forward onto her hands and knees, I watched one last blob of shit push out
her puckered poop chute and drop between her legs.  I was on her before her
anus had a chance to close up even a little.  With one mighty shove, I
buried my boner to the balls in Shaquana's shithole.

   "FUCK!!" the fourteen-year-old screamed, and for a moment I thought I'd
gone too far, that I'd been too rough with the teenager, but then she said,
"Yeah, you fuckin' shit eater!  Bust my booty wide open!"

   I glanced over at Tamika and saw this wild-eyed look on her face.  She
was still crouched down beside us, still staring at us, but she was back in
that same trance she'd fallen into before, as she breathed heavily from her
slightly open mouth and continued to frig herself.  By now, I was really
into fucking Shaquana up the ass, holding tightly onto her wide hips as I
repeatedly drove my dong to the bottom of her bunghole.  Since most of the
shit that had been up her ass was now inside my stomach (along with most of
her monthly female discharge), there was a lot more room in her rectum, and
I was eager to have my schlong explore this new open territory.

   "Yeah, bang that booty!" Shaquana said; then, much to my surprise and
delight, she turned her head towards Tamika and added, softly, "Come here,
Girlfriend.  I wanna suck your pussy while he's fuckin' my ass."

   I expected Tamika to balk, since she'd said nothing to me about their
having any kind of sexual relationship, so I was again surprised when she
scrambled over, lay in front of Shaquana, and spread her legs wide open. 
Without missing a beat, Shaquana thrust her face between the
twelve-year-old's thighs and settled her mouth over the girl's moist,
hairless opening.

   "Oooh, shit!" Tamika moaned, and, as if by instinct, she closed her
eyes, dug her fingers into Shaquana's dreadlocks, and pulled, trapping the
girl's face in her pussy.  "Yeah, Girl!  Eat my cunt!  Make me come!"

   By now I was humping the fourteen-year-old so hard that I was shoving
her whole body forward--and her face farther into Tamika's snatch--with
every stroke.  And I was able to enjoy not only the sound of our fucking,
as my crotch slapped against her ass cheeks, but also the sight, since,
whenever I glanced down, I could see a ripple pass through her ass each
time I crashed into her.  Mostly, though, I was watching Tamika and getting
off on the variety of facial expressions and little noises she was making
as Shaquana licked her slit.  Only once as I was looking at her did she
briefly open her eyes, and when she saw me staring at her, she smiled,
winked, then went right back "under" again, surrendering herself to the
persistent attentions of her teenaged friend's lips and tongue.

   Naturally, participating in an unexpected threesome like this with two
of the youngest, cutest girls I'd ever met made it very difficult to string
out my pleasure, so I wasn't surprised when I felt my orgasm coming on and,
in fact, wasn't inclined to slow down to try to hold it back, because a
part of me was eager to empty my balls in this fourteen-year-old's
succulent shit sac.  Only a few strokes later, I planted my pole as far up
Shaquana's ass as I could while pulling her hips back against my crotch.

   "Unngh!  Unngh!  I'm coming!" I grunted.  "Take it up that ass!"

   "Yeah, Bob!" Tamika urged, now bucking her crotch against Shaquana's
face, just like Shaquana had done to me earlier.  "Shoot your sperm right
up her shitty ass!"

   Shaquana, hanging on tightly to Tamika's thighs while furiously sucking
her cunt, just moaned as I blasted several days' worth of semen into her
rectum, filling the spasming orifice with spurt after spurt of hot
stickiness.

   "Oh, fuck!  Oh, fuck!  I'm comin'!" Tamika suddenly screamed.  "Eat it!"
And she threw her head back and moaned, her whole body now quivering as she
maintained a death grip on the back of Shaquana's head, forcing the
teenager to finish what she'd started.

   Shaquana just moaned, as she ingested come from both ends, but even as
the last of my sperm dribbled into her and my dick began to soften, I knew
I wasn't through using the fourteen-year-old's backdoor.  As a panting
Tamika edged away from her friend's face, I steadied my hold on her hips,
took a deep breath, and released.

   "Fuck!  Shit!" Shaquana cried out.

   "What's the matter?" asked Tamika.  "What's goin' on?"

   "He's fuckin' PISSIN' up my ass!"

   "Oh, shit!  For real?"

   "Yeah, Girlfriend, and it feel like he's fillin' up my whole fuckin'
insides with it!"

   That wasn't far from the truth.  I'd been needing to take a leak ever
since the girls first came in, but I didn't want to leave them just when
our sex play was developing, so I'd waited.  Now that I'd unloaded my
pent-up sperm in the girl's asshole, I was eagerly spouting a heavy stream
of stored-up piss into it as well, instantly transforming it from a
substitute pussy into substitute urinal, as my pee surged past her rectum
and into her colon.

   "Yeah, Bob, do it!  Give me every fuckin' drop you have!" Shaquana
groaned, her body twitching in response to so much piss being pumped into
her.  "And when you finish, I'm gonna give it all right back to you!"

   When I heard the girl say that, it was suddenly a little harder for me
to piss, because my dick started getting hard again.  Only once before had
I freaked on a woman by peeing in her asshole after I'd ass fucked her, but
afterwards she had jumped up and run to the bathroom to let it all out. 
Somehow it had never even occurred to me to try sucking everything back out
of her, so I was totally intrigued when the fourteen-year-old voiced her
intentions.  I was also a little fearful, but the overall excitement of
drinking Shaquana's colon cocktail quickly consumed that fear.

   Finally I had emptied my bladder in the girl's poop chute.  I then
slowly pulled back until the head of my shrinking dick popped out of her.
Even with her bowels full of piss, come and leftover shit, Shaquana was
somehow able to close up her sphincter before any of it escaped and squat
over my face again, while Tamika once more took her place beside us to
watch.  Right away the teenager's asshole puckered up and a long, wet fart
blew out of it spraying my face with the smelly concoction that filled her
anal tract.

   "Phew!" Tamika complained, turning up her nose and backing away.  "That
smell BAD!" But it was obviously not bad enough to keep her away, because
about two seconds later, she moved right back in close again, just as
Shaquana's anus bloomed open and a translucent light-brown liquid gushed
out, exiting so fast that some of it splashed out of my mouth and hit
Tamika in the face.

   "Yuck!" the girl squealed, jerking back and wiping at her cheek.  But
again she was only briefly deterred and, seconds later, once more moved in
close to watch me swallow the disgusting mixture at the back of my throat,
as it rapidly filled and refilled my mouth.

   "Damn," Shaquana sighed.  "It's such a fuckin' relief to let this shit
out."

   "Well, you damn sure got enough of it in there!" Tamika responded, as
the stinky stream continued to shoot out of her friend's shithole.  "It's
like he pissed a whole fuckin' RIVER up your ass!"

   "I know, Girlfriend.  When he went in me, it felt just like a fuckin'
ENEMA!  Like I said, I could feel that hot piss all up inside me!"

   "Mm, mm, mm," Tamika said, shaking her head as she stared down at me,
"and he drinkin' it.  His own fuckin' piss."

   "Not just piss, Girlfriend; don't forget there's doo-doo and come in
there too.  And he swallowin' ALL that shit."

   "Yeah, I know.  You can't get no fuckin' nastier than that."

   Listening to the two girls talk about me while I was right there downing
the disgusting draught just made me hornier and more determined than ever
to gulp down the entire contents of Shaquana's teenaged bowels.

   It took several minutes for the fourteen-year-old to completely empty
her colon, and I was surprised when--after some final additional long, wet
farts--the last thing to leave her puckered port was a slimy cluster of
small turds, which sluiced from her shithole and slopped into my mouth. 
When, afterwards, I noticed the Shaquana's anus was simply kissing at me,
with nothing more coming out, I hurriedly swallowed the shit that was still
sitting in my mouth then lifted my head and speared my tongue into her.

   "Oooo, yeah," Shaquana cooed.  "Clean that leftover shit and piss outta
my stink ass!" And she gently lowered her ass to my face, so I wouldn't
have to crane my neck to reach her poop chute.  I was just finishing my
booty duty when I heard Tamika gasp.

   "Oh, shit!" she said.  "Look what time it is!"

   Lifting her ass off my face, Shaquana glanced at my clock-radio and
said, "Yeah, Girlfriend, we gotta get the fuck outta here."

   "What's the rush, girls?"

   "'Scare Me to Death - 5' is playin' 'round the corner," said Shaquana,
"and it's startin' in half an hour!"

   "Bob, can we use your shower?" Tamika asked.

   "Sure, no problem."

   There followed a flurry of activity, as the girls grabbed up their
clothes, jumped over my still prone body, and sprinted to the bathroom. 
Here we had just engaged in some of the kinkiest sex imaginable, yet they
seemed to be much more excited about seeing a movie.  But then I had to
remind myself who I was dealing with and how girls their ages had the
amazing ability get positively giddy about something as mundane as shopping
at the mall.

   Getting up, I put on my robe, picked up the girls' backpacks, and
carried them out of the room.  As I passed the bathroom, I could hear
giggling amidst the running water.  A few minutes later, the door swung
open and the now fully-clothed girls were surprised to see me standing
there with their backpacks.  I helped them put them on and led them to the
front door.  After reminding the girls how important it was that they share
this experience only with each other, I thanked them for coming over,
unlocked the door, stuck my head out to check the hallway, and let them
out, watching as they scurried into the stairwell instead of waiting for
the elevator.

   After I relocked the door, I felt the same time warp sensation I'd
experienced after my first encounter with Tamika, as though what had
happened occurred days ago.  But this time, even before I got back to my
bedroom, I knew that the evidence of what the two girls and I had
done--blood, shit and all--would still be there, and the reality of our
kinky encounter would come rushing back to linger forever in my brain as a
warm memory.


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